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Chapter 784: In this world, is there really a necessity to exist?

Just in the starry sky outside the burning battlefield, the vacuum was swept away by the energy burning, and the boiling fluid filled the void space, exploding with a bang. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the midst of this fierce battle, the royal barrier of the Lord of Arcane was finally shattered in the continuous attack!

All the rules of dimension and space were completely blocked under Gandhi's fixation and blockade.

Erupting cosmic vortices and black holes tug at the last Knights of the Throne into nothingness.

And in the midst of a roaring sound of shattering, a burly king who had lost an arm rushed out of the flames, turned into a meteor, and the supreme royal power of force gathered in his hands, blasting out towards the 'old friend' in front of him without hesitation!

With a single blow, all enchantments shattered like dust.

A terrible crack broke out on the old man's chest again, and scarlet blood spat out from the corner of his mouth, flying backwards in this cold void.

In an instant, the king of force with a broken arm appeared in front of the old man like a ghost, his five fingers spread out and turned into palms, and smashed down with a terrifying momentum that was enough to crush the stars into dust!

The merciless combo interrupted his words, shattered the bones in his chest, and turned him into a meteor that smashed through layers of atmosphere and into the gap between the earth and the sky.

"Goodbye, old friend!"

Burning, roaring, roaring, the bruised head of force pierced through his chest with the sword of royal power, and once again appeared in front of the king of arcane law, his right hand clenched together with supreme force, and his blonde hair burned, releasing a light as hot as a star.

At this moment, the combat power once again soared to the terrifying realm of immeasurable numbers, gathering the divine power of destroying the dimension in the palm of his hand, and blasting towards the old man's head in the sound of crushing all things!

"In this final blow, turn to ashes!"

Falling in the sky, causing a terrifying depression in the earth, the old man's blood-stained expression looked at the bombarded punch, his lips trembled, and he spat out a hoarse voice.

"No kidding, how is it possible."

In that moment, he heard the sound of divine power whistling from far away, and closed his eyes with a smile.

In the next moment, the terrifying God's Domain, which had frozen the infinite world, the 'Thing to the New World', unfolded in the root of the infinite world.

In an instant, everything is covered, everything is frozen, and everything is reduced to an eternal moment.

Everything came to a standstill under this primordial prayer, including the palm that was about to burst out!

The force kingship that was enough to break through dozens of levels was only one inch away from the old man's eyebrows.

And this inch, which has turned into a desperate abyss at this moment, can never be crossed.

The war and the noise are far away at this moment, and the world of silence and tranquility is coming at this moment.

In the time of stopping, the old man slowly opened his fist in front of him in the crack of the earth, admired the unbelievable expression of the man in front of him, and smiled:

"What it's like to lose royal power...... What do you think? ”

That's right, at that moment, the royal power that shrouded the palm of the hand...... Dissipated?

As the entire infinite world was frozen by the divine realm of the 'Divine Objects for the New World', even the final will was frozen.

In this world, only the few people who Bai Shuo allowed him to continue his actions were exempt from the ice that covered the entire infinite world, and all other than that, they all came to a standstill.

The power and power that kingship brings to the throne, and the throne can only exist by relying on the ultimate will.

When the final will is frozen, everyone except Bai Shuo will lose the premise of 'exercising royal power'.

When the law loses its meaning, who will respect the king again?

The power of their own thrones is only enough to sustain their activities in this frozen world.

Slowly wiping the blood from his face, he smiled and said to all the kings present, "Stop here, everyone." ”

"When the final will is frozen, there is no point in such a war, right?"

Slowly tidying up the torn coat, even if the clothes were ragged, he was meticulously taking care of his appearance.

Even if he was covered with bruises, there was no embarrassment on the old man's body, and some only read all the vicissitudes of life, as well as the grace and serenity after countless times.

In the silence, he walked slowly toward the Tower of Babel, which stood at the end of the earth, his steps not faltering under the support of his staff, but firm as a rock.

Behind him, the scarred Lord of Strength gasped and whispered, "What the hell are you...... What do you want to do? ”

"yes, what exactly do I want to do? There's a question, have you thought about it? ”

The old man propped up his fragile body, which was covered in bruises, and struggled forward on the scorched earth, looking at the broken sky, and muttering to himself: "You guys...... You must have thought about it, right? ”

Walking on the shattered earth, the old man whispered hoarsely, and asked the kings present:

"Is there really a necessity for the existence of this world?"

For a moment, everyone fell silent.

This is a rebellious question that no one can touch, but they can't tell the old man with a clear conscience that they have never thought like this.

Walking on the dried blood and scorch marks on the earth, the old man whispered the words that he had accumulated over a long period of time and wanted to talk to others.

"It's like a factory, constantly using people's souls, blood, and lives to produce products called 'transcendent'...... swallowed the dreams, hopes, tears and blood of countless people, threw them into the furnace like consumables, and burned to ashes if they did not qualify; The survivors endured the torment of blood and tears, and rushed forward in the haze of the past, even ...... Not even looking back at the remains of a dead companion. ”

This is the world, a machine that sacrifices the blood, tears, and souls of all people to evolve.

As long as such a world still exists, more and more people will die in meaningless battles.

Even a transcendent who has transcended the task, or even a king who dominates one side, is just a part of a cruel machine.

Sinners who suck the blood of all men out to forge their thrones...... The so-called king is such an existence.

Infinite worlds? A wide stage? Such a world...... What the hell is it?

Paradise? No kidding, it's just a prison for the elderly!

Even if with their efforts, this cruel world can be changed, it can become more gentle, and it can be more flexible in the rules, but it still can't erase the blood that has penetrated into the bones.

"Do you remember? What it looks like just entering this world. ”

The old man raised his head to look at the sky, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth again, and whispered: "I still remember, it's like yesterday." ”

Everyone in the room remembers, or can't forget, the shadows of the nightmares of the past, and the dark times that preceded them so far.

At that time, there were no such abundant enhancements in the infinite world, there were not so many missions to choose from, and there was no trading space today.

No one has ever thought about changing the darkness of this world.

Each reincarnation treats others as enemies, immersed in endless slaughter in exchange for meaningless evolution.

It was so cruel and dark that even the transcendent had to carry the corpses of their companions, roar and roar, and use all their strength and shed all their tears to live.

Perhaps for those who are young, it is just a long history, a word as old as 'gene lock'.

But for those who lived through that era, every word of it was written with their own blood and tears.

It was a nightmare that can never be forgotten.

"I still remember......"

The old man coughed and laughed self-deprecatingly: "At that time, I was a young self, crying alone on the battlefield, have you ever had this kind of experience?" ”

He looked around at all the kings and whispered, "I'm such a cowardly person, if it weren't for the support of my companions, I might have turned into a pile of ashes, right?" ”

As if recalling the memories of a long time ago, remembering the smiles of those departed friends, the old man whispered abruptly:

"At first it was just me, then six, then eleven...... Everyone worked very, very hard to become stronger in order to survive, but in order to be able to keep their companions alive, they were also willing to die with a smile. ”

In the middle of the tower, a silver-haired boy gasped and rushed out, propping up the stumbling teacher and silently helping him forward.

Passing through the still rain of bullets, crossing the ravines and the abyss, his gaze fell on Aaron and the Lord of Life and Death, who were breathing, recalling the past and whispering:

"How can we describe it at that time? Arrogant...... It's like I feel like I can change the world. ”

Bypassing the silent Huai Shihuo, he pulled up his exhausted companion, turned to everyone and said, "I even remember that we were still a small warband when we were founded

What it looks like. ”

"Everyone drank around the fire, listened to me play the broken guitar, laughed out loud, and cried out loud at the end. It's like ...... It's like you're going to consume all the tears of your life at that time. ”

"We agreed that we would shed all our tears at that time, so that when we died, we would not cry cowardly, and we would not show regret."

"Everyone believes in the existence of a 'future', and they all have the determination to change the world even if they use themselves as a torch."

……

In this silent world, everyone listened silently as the old man told him about his past.

It was a memory that the old man didn't dare to think about anymore in order to stop crying.

Everyone should have such a good memory when they are young, clear and short, but so precious that they can no longer find it in their lifetime.

"It's such a good time, even if every day feels like I'm dying, it makes me feel that there is no day more 'happy' than that time."

The old man raised his head, looked at everyone, and whispered, "Up to now, there are only three of us left among the eleven...... You know how much we're doing to achieve this goal? ”

The simplest questions, but no one can answer.

Therefore, he slowly raised his head, looked at Gandhi, who had never spoken, and asked in a low voice: "After so many years, the evolution of the infinite world in exchange for our blood and tears should also stop, right?" ”

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