It's a vast white space, so pure that there is no variegation, so much so that people can't tell the difference between up, down, left, right, back and back, and can't even feel the passage of time. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe monotonous whiteness of the darkness is the same as the endless darkness, it will evoke the deepest hidden loneliness in you, the confusion and fear that even your own existence will be questioned, and it will soon destroy a person's will.

Just like Bai Huang at this time, in this pale space, his consciousness is like a dot, humble and insignificant, and the "vastness and infinity" outside him makes him ignore his own existence more and more, and wants to integrate into this vast paleness and be in harmony with the Great Dao, only in this way is the insignificant meaning of his own existence.

Little by little, his consciousness dissipated, and he was unable to resist in the face of this vast power like the power of heaven and earth, the iron laws of rules, and the edicts of the gods. And not only is his own existence gradually erased, but even the memories associated with him are almost imperceptibly dissipated.

In the Warlock School of St. Aleonheim's Academy, even though it was getting late, Lilina, who was still practicing summoning skills, suddenly stopped the movement of her hand, she touched the tears that involuntarily drew from the corners of her eyes, her heart was empty, as if something important was gradually leaving her, she was flustered like a little girl who had lost her beloved puppet, sat down weakly, clasped her hands and knees and sobbed in a low voice.

If it was normal, a certain dead lolita would have already come over to comfort Lilina, but at this time, Rogge's expression was extremely terrifying, and he actually launched a demonic transformation, but the terrifying momentum was suppressed within a meter of his body, and his amber eyes revealed a terrifying aura, and he kept trying various methods, but he couldn't stop the memory from disappearing.

"What the hell is going on?!!!" Rog looked to the northwest, a frustration that he hated with a complicated expression.

The same thing is happening all over the mainland, there are ordinary people, there are professionals, there are Bai Huang's friends, there are passers-by who are only a one-sided relationship, some people can perceive the changes that are happening, and there are people who are unaware.

But none of them can organize the passing of memory, except for the one who is independent of Brut at the pinnacle.

In the depths of the Great Mausoleum of Heim Academy, in the hall where the Deathly Hallows were originally placed, Frederick stood proudly in the center of the hall against the previous jump, resisting the changes in the rules of the world, reaching a state like him, even the power of the gods could not easily affect him.

"To be able to truly sense God's ability to erase the existence of others...... Is it the Pale Lord of the End of the Fall and Twilight Period? ”

The light in the dim hall flashed, and the figure of Hestia appeared beside Frederick, and before he could speak, the latter shook his head and said, "I always think that this kid will not disappear into this world so easily, just wait and see." ”

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In the depths of the central fortress of the Absolute Fortress, the white glare in the darkness was extremely dazzling, not only attracting everyone's attention, but also suppressing everyone's breath.

Andris and Ace were shocked, and out of nowhere such a powerful existence appeared. And Des, who recognized Bai Huang, was also confused, they didn't know what happened to Bai Huang, but his state was definitely not normal.

The power of the gods is like a prison, even if it is limited by the strength of Bai Huang's body and cannot exert its due power, but in essence, it will not change, it is beyond the legend, and it is not a demigod, but the power that really belongs to the gods.

The dead qi that swirled around Bai Huang had been detached from the scope of the basic rules, and had been given new compositions and attributes. The white death qi supported Bai Huang's body to levitate in mid-air, and a white ring was woven behind him, which was covered with diamond-shaped crystals, like a **** day.

Everyone below was intimidated by the vast divine might, and they hadn't had time to see the essence of Bai Huang's lack of heritage, so they didn't dare to act rashly for a while, but Bai Huang launched an indiscriminate attack on everyone at once.

Like a doomsday flood descended on the destruction of the world, the surging white dead gas turned into a monstrous torrent and poured down, sweeping towards the people who were waiting for the battle. Andris and Tagore were at a standoff, and both tacitly retreated some distance, trying their best to fend off the attack from one of the gods.

Andris slashed out with his sword, raising a black curtain of night, black and white dead air colliding fiercely, and after less than a few seconds of stalemate, the seemingly solid and mysterious night completely collapsed, and was overwhelmed by a torrent of white.

"Strange!, why don't I fend off the attack!" Andris slashed through the torrent that was rushing in front of him again, but then he forgot that he had already sent out an attack to fend off.

"No! I've resisted! I've forgotten the move, but it has happened! Can an opponent affect my mind and perception?"

Others also discovered this phenomenon, but at the same time, they also noticed that the other party's strength was not as strong as they imagined, at least it was not to the point where it could not be resisted, but the way they used their energy was indeed completely different from their own.

However, just when everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief, a roar sounded from the field, and they saw that the left arm of the "Ice Nightmare" Ace, which had been shattered and had not had time to recover, was broken at some point, and was swallowed up by the white dead air before it fell to the ground. Ace was so shocked that he erected an ice crystal barrier, and then retreated again and again, and he was horrified to find that his left arm had lost the ability to recover. And the next moment, his horror suddenly disappeared, because his left arm had never existed.

In front of him, a white figure holding a lightsaber condensed of dead qi was quietly levitating, not meaning to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but turned its head to look in the direction he had come. There, a figure closely connected to his soul was spreading its fiery wings of death, spear in hand, and struck at him.

"Just an assistant, don't be too arrogant! come to my senses!!" The cry from the depths of his soul and the roar that he faced made the soul fire in Bai Huang's eyes fluctuate for a moment, but it quickly calmed down, and he slowly turned around, raised his white lightsaber, and faced Christina, who was rushing towards him like a fad falling to the ground.

Between the spurts of dead air, the spears and swords clashed, Christina was furious, and the spear slashed straight down, smashing Bai Huang's always suspended figure to the ground.

This made the others suspicious again, but since this uninvited guest was contained, the war was rekindled between them. (To be continued.) )