Dark, like pitch-black ink poured into Birmingham's eyes, cold, as if in the country of extreme winter, Birmingham tried to clench his palm, the feeling of emptiness in his palm had told the nobleman that the sword spirit of light, who had been with him, was also lost in this boundless darkness.

"Tianxi, Tianxi!" Birmingham's voice gradually amplified, but the only thing that responded to him was the boundless darkness and loneliness on his left and right.

What is this place, why is he here, one question after another breeds in Birmingham's heart, and as time passes, Birmingham finally notices the abnormality of his body, because the alchemy puppet does not have such a warm touch and beating heart rhythm.

Yourself no longer an alchemy puppet?

Surprise mixed with confusion made Birmingham a little confused, unable to determine what happened to him, Birmingham had to move forward alone, at least for Birmingham, he is now in the process of advancing, of course, in the darkness no one can tell whether he is moving forward or spinning in place.

Time in the darkness is always blurred, and when a ray of golden sunlight pierces Birmingham's eyes, Birmingham can't tell how long he has spent in this dark environment, a day, a month, or a year, but all this confusion is replaced by the light that appears.

The pace increased instantly, the light gradually expanded, and Birmingham could even feel the warmth of the sun caressing his skin, a warm feeling that Birmingham had never felt since being an alchemy puppet.

"Are you sure you want to go out?"

The sudden sound of thought stopped Birmingham as he was scurrying, and all he could see around him was endless darkness and lonely air.

"Who is it?"

"Does it matter who I am?" the strange voice sounded again, but no figure emerged from the darkness.

"What do you think?" Birmingham narrowed his eyes, trying his best to muster every ounce of strength within him.

"Your suspicions are as bad as ever. ”

"Do you know me?" the uneasy premonition intensified, Birmingham couldn't describe the emotions in his heart, as if this sudden voice knew everything about him, it was a bad feeling.

"What do you think, Mr. Birmingham. Although he could not see the owner of the voice, Birmingham could imagine what kind of happy expression the mysterious man had on his face at this moment.

"Who the hell are you!" The uneasiness turned into a murderous machine, and for the first time, Birmingham, who had ascended to the epic, showed his own epic coercion.

"Epic, what an enviable realm. The mysterious voice emitted an unusual emotion, but for Birmingham, it was only a killing machine in Birmingham's heart, and the powerful epic power rolled out of Birmingham's body, and he was no longer an alchemy puppet, he could intuitively feel how powerful the epic power was, not to mention that the ubiquitous goddess gift appeared in Birmingham's heart with the advent of the epic.

Talent Reset!

The forced link that was once chosen by a mid-level warrior has now become a coveted talent for pan-continental warriors, the glorious exemption known as the God of War skill, ignoring pain, ignoring curses, and even wind and water can't stop the warrior from wielding his sword, this is the unparalleled Glory Immunity, although the talent of this goddess's gift can only last for a short 5 seconds, but for epic heroes, these five seconds are the difference between life and death.

The glory covered his body, the rules were all dispersed, and the darkness that shrouded Birmingham turned into the white light of the polar day at this moment, and the vision in his eyes became an unhindered kingdom, which was the reward given by the goddess to the epic heroes, giving them a glimpse of the great power of the creator god, but now the goddess can no longer give Birmingham too much, and the powerful talent called glory immunity only exists in Birmingham's body for about a second before it calms down.

Tyrese, the goddess of creation, has really fallen, and even such a gift exists in name only, but such a short time is enough for Birmingham to see who this mysterious voice is.

"Richard Birmingham!" is the person in his eyes is his childhood self, the self who has just inherited the title of Richard, and the self who wants to be buried the most.

"See who I am, Mr. Birmingham, no, or rather, myself. The darkness returned to Birmingham's vision, and the man who had been hidden in the shadows revealed his appearance, without any difference, and Birmingham just watched his childhood self stand in front of his eyes.

"Who the hell are you!" the question was engulfed with powerful coercion in the childhood Birmingham, but it was dissolved lightly.

"I'm you, I'm Richard Birmingham. "The child's appearance has an age-appropriate expression, especially the thick ridicule that can't come from his childhood self in any way.

"Richard Birmingham, although I hate this name, I hate it even more when others use it!" The battle intent exploded, and the extreme sword qi shot out in an instant, and even the thick darkness could not hide the full force of an epic hero's blow.

But Birmingham's powerful blow greeted him with exactly the same move, and even the epic majesty mixed with the sword qi was exactly the same, there was no difference, the fierce sword qi collided and dissipated in the darkness, and the stirring wind ruffled Birmingham's hair, and the conflict that had been foreshadowed by the uncertain face would not continue.

"Who are you, demon, or ......"

"Or what, who do you think I am, a demon from the abyss, or a clansman from the deep blue, or something you can't reach. ”

"The goddess of creation has fallen, and even if Tyrese hadn't fallen, she wouldn't have made such a joke. ”

"You know a lot about the goddess, but where does your understanding come from, whether it is the record of the Holy See or the song of the world. Birmingham had a playful smile as a child, and such a smile made Birmingham feel indescribable.

"I don't understand what the hell you're talking about. ”

"Tyrese, the goddess of creation in your mouth, is a selfless mother, a great creator, and a loving goddess, but in the eyes of Gafini the goddess Tyrese is an eccentric person, a source of disgust in the eyes of demons, and an almost merciless god in my eyes, who leaves me alone in the endless river of time, with no end. Birmingham as a child showed a sad color, and his identity was already revealed.

"Severfinx!" exclaimed Birmingham.

"Welcome to the River of Time, the pinnacle of humanity, the weaver of time, the most faithful servant of the Goddess, the dragon Serphinx. Birmingham bowed politely as a child, and the simple tones mixed with the quaint roar resounded through the darkness.

When an epic comes, it's time to accept the challenge.

"Leave your mark, the pinnacle of humanity, or fade away from the glory of the epic and give up the trials of the weavers. ”

The Lord of Time asked.