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Prologue Retrograde

In the silent empty hall, the huge door door was pushed open, and the long-stored dead air poured out from behind the door like a tidal wave, causing the door pusher to raise his eyebrows. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Dressed in black without any ornamentation, the visitor looks like a blind man with an eyeband adorned with gold thorns in front of his eyes.

Sensing the arrival of the stranger, the old god, who looked like a silver-haired boy, slowly raised his head, and there was a suspicious light in his eyes.

Although the Lord of Death and Life does not care about anything other than the altar of resurrection, there is no doubt that he knows all the members of the entire Cross well, and any reincarnation who joins the Cross will report to him once, but he has never seen it before.

No one in the infinite world has ever been able to enter the Tower of Babel without the consent of that 'b', and even the power of the Lord God is minimally here.

Moreover, the only one who can enter this divine realm without his own permission is another transcendent, or even ...... What exists on top of this.

The man in black tilted his head suspiciously, nosed, and sighed: "This kind of dead breath...... It's terrible. ”

"Don't you tell me your name?" Zhao Hun sat next to the altar, holding a staff as black as rotten wood in his hand, and asked indifferently.

The visitor scratched his head in some distress: "It's really troublesome, I can't say it......"

"The only thing I can tell you is one word: plan." The visitor stood not far from Zhao Hun, shrugged his shoulders and said, "The rest, you can only guess for yourself." ”

After a brief silence, the hand of the presiding staff of the dead and alive trembled slightly, and he raised his head and looked at the visitor deadly: "He...... It worked? ”

"Well, it worked, I just came from 'B'." The visitor sat on the ground casually, as if he was extremely familiar with every brick and stone here.

Zhao Hun let out a long sigh: "Actually, it was successful...... If you've succeeded, who are you? ”

"What do you say?" The visitor laughed: "...... Teacher. ”

Zhao Hun looked at the man in black in front of him sluggishly: "I didn't expect that it was you who was sent back." ”

"It's not sent back, it's a retrograde ......" The man in black smiled, the corners of his eyes under the band seemed to be provoked, and he raised his fingers and drew an arc.

"That's my calling." The man in black smiled: "Retrograde from the end, towards the beginning, I am going to go to the era of the ancient gods to have a look." ”

"Looks like you've gotten to that point?" The old god laughed and looked at him with remembrance: "It's good that I didn't let you follow my old path." ”

"You've won a prize." The man with méng's eyes said, "At the end of the day, these are two completely different causes and effects. ”

A smile appeared on his face: "Although it is a person, but that person's path is in the future, my path is already in the past, different." ”

"But then again, he's at that stage now?" The blind man with méng eyes raised his head and asked, "Have you entered the demigods?" ”

Zhao Hun thought for a moment and laughed helplessly: "Just now." ”

"That's now, right?" The blind man held his chin and smiled weirdly: "Now? Hmm, I think about it, he must have been slashed by his own daughter who didn't know where he came from, and he was full of depression, right? ”

The old god raised his head and glanced at him, and smiled helplessly: "It seems that Tianyan's negotiation there doesn't need to be hearted." ”

"Of course he has to do this kind of thing himself." The blind man held back his laughter: "After all, there is a filial son under the stick, haha...... His own family affairs naturally have to be solved by himself. ”

Zhao Hun shook his head and sighed: "I don't understand." ”

"It's actually very simple!" The blind man raised his finger and smiled strangely: "Why do you have a daughter?" Because ......"

"Haha, because, for him, this incident has never happened at all!"

The man in black finally burst out laughing, and slapped his big tui like a gloat: that sword was indeed right...... I cut the right person too, but ......"

She ...... She cut it three years early! Hahaha...... Hahaha......"

Before he finished speaking, he himself was already lying on the ground laughing speechlessly: "After all, the daughter was born from another cause and effect, I really envy to death...... Envy is dead, poof...... Ha ha. ”

"It's nice to be young." Zhao Hun leaned on the altar and smiled enviously: "Much more energetic than us old guys." ”

The decaying aura emanating from his body is getting stronger and stronger, and all those in the know understand that the doomed end has come, and he is about to die.

So he sighed and whispered helplessly: "I can't see our success anymore." ”

The blind man raised his head, facing the old Zhao Hun, and smiled: "Do you want to see it with your own eyes?" Then I'll help you out......"

Zhao Hun laughed weirdly and asked rhetorically: "You're not afraid of causing a butterfly reaction?" ”

"I'm afraid of hair, anyway, it's not my care." With an expression of 'try to make trouble for that guy in the future', he slowly raised his palm, aimed his palm at the old god, and smiled solemnly:

"Tai Chi - follow the gods. Divine Spell ......"

In the next moment, in the vast infinite space, all time stood still, under this incredible divine power.

A faint phantom of the throne appeared from behind him, and the black-clothed blind man walked forward in the frozen time, suddenly deep into his palm, piercing into Zhao Hun's cavity, clenching something that had tormented him for half his life.

"Give it to me, come out!"

With a low roar, he suddenly withdrew his palm, and in the palm of his hand, a dagger made of crystal was crystal clear, as if it was shining with brilliant starlight.

Time flowed again, and Zhao Hun groaned in pain the moment his palm detached, spitting out blood, and gasping rapidly, but the corners of his mouth were filled with a smile of joy.

After a long time, he looked at the dagger in the blind man's hand with a helpless expression: "I have been tortured by this kind of thing all my life?"

The blind man weighed the dagger in his hand and smiled gently: "Anyway, the all-knowing regimental leader has already died, and people are dead and in debt, so don't worry about headless debts." ”

"The half-mutilated rune of the Lord of the Stars is really a good thing." He grabbed the starlight dagger in his hand and smiled happily: "It's a pity, it's useless for me to hold this thing, please pass it on to him." ”

He threw the dagger in his hand over, with a faint glow that seemed to be there: "And this, take it as compensation for him." ”

"Compensation?"

"Yes, inexplicably being richly compensated for an unwarranted disaster." A pure white flower branch appeared on the fingertip of the blind man, sniffing the faint fragrance of flowers, and smiling expectantly: "I'm leaving, this is an agreement between two flowers." ”

"This time, you can't be late."

He slowly turned around and walked out of the door step by step, his body becoming more and more indifferent, just before he was about to disappear, he turned around and let out a final smile: "However, you should also tell him part of the truth, right?" ”

Zhao Hun held the starlight dagger and that little floating flash in his hand, looked at his back, and nodded silently.

"Farewell, then, Teacher."

The blind man bent down to salute, and the dark door slowly closed.

In the temple of silence, the Lord of Life and Death sighed and whispered, "Farewell, [email protected]/*