The night owl returned home in a daze, and he didn't know how he got back along the way, and the demon's respectful gaze became the biggest irony in his eyes. Although he never wanted to be this demon god, all the demons regarded him as the backbone, and the seemingly beautiful life became a point of no return for destruction.

It's not the end of death, it's what's going on. No matter how strong the enemy is, the night stalkers have the courage to take up arms and attack again. But now that the enemy is gone, there is a huge hole in the world order.

The night owl sat on the couch and watched the chaos inside the TV. Just now, the leaders of two countries were talking, and one of them suddenly disappeared, which made the venue suddenly chaotic.

However, before the recording crew cut off the live broadcast, a large number of people disappeared together again, and the huge venue seemed a little bleak for a while.

The night owl looked up, his eyes under his hair like a wounded wolf. Even if others don't say it, he knows that the world is over, and the culprit is himself.

The Time Controller is not really the enemy, he is at best a screw, an indispensable cog for the proper functioning of the world.

As night fell, the night owl looked at the stunning bone sword in the room, and he couldn't hold a heavy weapon even after losing his soul power.

The Night Stalker held the hilt of the sword in both hands, and no matter how hard he used, the Stun Bone Sword felt as if it were moving forward on the ground, and it was difficult to move even a second.

The night owl walked out of the house with the stinging bone sword in his arms, and slammed the stinging bone sword on the ground, and the scabbard smashed to the ground, shattering the slate in an instant.

The Night Stalker gripped the hilt of the sword and tried to pull the sword out of its scabbard, but whenever the blade first showed its edge, the Night Stalker fell into the scabbard due to his lack of strength.

Ye Hanyu heard the sound of the hilt hitting the scabbard, but instead of standing up to stop it, he stood on the balcony on the second floor and quietly watched the night owl.

She didn't want to change the collapsed world, and her parents also disappeared suddenly because of the confusion of time. At first, human beings still want to struggle, but gradually everyone is overcome by despair, and some people even can't bear the pressure and cut themselves off. However, these people undoubtedly ended in failure, because by the time they first came to the idea, time had already come to an end.

I don't know how long it tossed, but the night owl finally pulled the stunning bone sword out of its scabbard, but at this time the night owl was already sweating profusely.

Night Owl stumbled under his feet as if he would fall at any moment, and Night Hanyu wanted to make a warning, but his forward steps stopped in the air, because he wanted to see if his all-powerful brother could create a miracle again.

The Night Stalker gradually wielded its stunning bone sword, but because of its heavy blade, it almost injured itself several times. The aura on the sword has disappeared, and it no longer shines with thunder like when it pulled out its bone sword, like a piece of remnant iron for the night owl to fiddle with.

The night owl used all his strength, but he could only swing the bone sword in a circle, and then slam it into the stone slab.

Sweat had already soaked his clothes, and his hair and sweat mixed together on his face felt very uncomfortable, but the night owl didn't give up, and his eyes were only the starry night sky.

I don't know how long it has been, but the night stalker's limbs have become numb, and the night stalker relies on the strength of his joints to support his body and prevent himself from falling.

The night cold rain covered his mouth, and his eyes were full of tears. The Night Stalker did it, he managed to raise the Stunding Bone Sword, and his brother was still the man who could do miracles.

The night owl let go of his right hand, and in his left hand, he raised the stunning bone sword and pointed at the sky: "Come on!

The night owl will never give in to fate, and his tenacious will makes him lift the stunning bone sword weighing hundreds of pounds with one hand. However, none of the enemies responded to his challenge, and it was clear to all that this world was over, a world abandoned by the creator God.

A nameless fire suddenly rose in the heart of the night owl, and he finally understood why the God of War wanted to break through this universe and reach another world. This feeling of being manipulated by fate is really bad. Even if an angel clan came at this time and slashed him with a sword, it would be better than a silent roar here.

Night Hanyu originally wanted to go downstairs to help the weakened night owl, but at this moment, a ray of light suddenly shot out from beyond the starry sky, enveloping the night owl's body.

Night Cold Rain's eyes widened, the ability in this world should have disappeared a long time ago, why did this strange scene appear at this time.

The night owl was bathed in golden light, and the cells of his body quickly absorbed the energy in it, as if he had been reborn, his fingers suddenly clenched the stunning bone sword that was about to fall, and the blade of the sword let out a violent roar, and a faint thunder light began to surround it.

The night owl looked up at the sky, but asked coldly, "Who are you?"

There was silence for a long time in the golden light, and an old man's voice came: "Evil fate!

"Guilty, what sin do I have!" the gods want to destroy my home, what sin do I rise up against?" the night owl roared loudly, "Don't think I'll be scared if you make a fantasy!"

The old voice in the golden light sighed and said, "This is not some illusion, but a branch of the Nine Thousand Worlds. It is also one of your fates, that everything in the world is fixed, and you have to upset that balance. You are imprisoned in this ink plate, and you have tasted the warmth and coldness of the world, do you still wake up!"

"What the hell are you talking about, and who are you?" Night Stalker had some doubts in his heart, this person's voice didn't want to be in control of the world, and the most important thing was that this person could actually descend such a huge ability in a world where his soul power was dry, even if he was in his heyday, he couldn't do it.

The slightly sad voice sounded again: "I am the outsider, that is, the creator in the mouth of the controller. This world was originally built to imprison you, and now that you have three souls and the day of awakening is coming, if you can't wake up to what you are wrong, the fate that awaits you will only repeat itself endlessly. ”

The night owl's heart shook violently, if this old voice didn't lie, then this person would be his ultimate enemy.

The owner of the voice seemed to sense the hostility in the night owl's heart: "I am not your enemy, to be precise, I should be your teacher." When you committed a great crime against the sky, I had to imprison you in this ink plate world, I originally thought that you could repent, but I didn't expect you to deviate from the avenue. ”

The night stalker snorted coldly and said, "Although I don't know who you are, but the fate of my night stalker is not something that anyone can arrange, I will definitely come to you and prove myself!"