At this moment, Chen Lun seemed to have returned to the beginning.

By the porthole of the Blue Federation's "Ark" spaceship, he stared at the "human figure" in the depths of the universe beyond the solar system.

The blue-yellow nebula in front of me actually belongs to the same kind of existence as the "human figure"-

They are all "old days" beyond the sequence.

It is the "highest point" where the path of God finally converges, and it is the indescribable existence that holds over the source sin.

Whispers and dreams suddenly sounded in his ears.

It was as if there were ten thousand, ten million, countless people whispering, saying something he didn't understand at all.

Chen Lun suddenly felt a sense of fantasy and haze.

With this, his physical body is decomposing, his spirit is drifting away, and the whole person is attracted to the nebula, as if he is about to fly into it in the next second and merge with it.

Chen Lun couldn't help but be taken aback.

When he came back to his senses, he found that his body had taken on a translucent brilliant color, and the left and right small arms had turned into the most microscopic particles and floated towards the nebula......

In an instant, he was drenched in cold sweat.

Just a moment of trance, almost swallowed by the remnants of the "eternal nightmare...... The sanity of the reserves has been depleted by almost a billion! ’

Although Chen Lun's personality is high, compared to the existence above the sequence, it is still like the light of the fireflies and the sun and the moon, and there is a world of difference.

With this in mind, he immediately took action.

In his eyes, the pale infinity symbol flickered.

A dark gold card appeared, spinning in front of him.

This is the only divinity of the four fates he digests, and it is also the key to the "non-return" of the source sin.

The White Throne, covered with ancient patterns, suddenly appeared behind him, and Chen Lun sat down slowly.

As he lay back on his throne, the dreamy haze around him came to an abrupt end, not gone, but blocked by an invisible curtain that could no longer affect him.

Chen Lun could actually clearly feel that the power was outside the throne, beside him, in all directions, and he didn't want to devour himself all the time.

Fortunately, there is a "non-return" who is also a source of sin, sheltering him.

Chen Lun also has an intuition.

The whispers I heard just now were probably from the dreamy nebula in the distance, from the old "eternal nightmare"!

I just don't know what those babble mean.

Chen Lun didn't want to know.

Today, he has already deeply understood a truth, the greatest strength of human beings is also the greatest flaw, that is, curiosity.

If you try to find out what the "eternal nightmare" is saying, you will only end up with destruction.

Wanting to know everything will only hurt you. ’

Chen Lun let out a sigh of relief.

In my mind, there are remnants of whispering, and images of nebulae.

And with that comes an innumerable amount of knowledge.

The two complete sequences of the snail annihilation path, the deep sea and the earth, were all captured by Chen Lun.

'Deep Sea Sequence Zero [Long Dream], Earth Sequence Zero [Negative Monument Man]...... The two true gods, the Eternal Sleeper and the Mud Wing, are in these two sequences, and it is very good, with these two complete paths of knowledge, the vigor of the Holy Flame can be increased by one point. ’

Chen Lun said secretly.

'It's time to leave, it's too dangerous here. ’

He finally resisted the urge to glance at the nebula again, and directly urged the "No Return Home" to send him to "rise" and get out of this deep dream.

This is also the terrible thing about the old "eternal nightmare".

But without the blessing of the source sin, even if the true god falls here, he will not be able to return, he will no longer be able to wake up, and he will eventually be swallowed up by the nebula of his remnants.

Sebastian Pardo, the Sleeper, is the best example of this.

Chen Lun sat upright on the white throne with a calm face.

The scene around him was dragging rapidly, and the dreamy nebula was gradually fading away, and he was obviously not moving, but he had the illusion of rising at the speed of light......

Dream world, above the pale earth.

A group of angels were looking into the distance with solemn faces, and in the area shrouded by the blue-yellow hurricane, a looming figure in blue clothes seemed to be under a terrible attack.

I saw that the horizon was blurred by the wind, the flickering thunder was like starlight, and the body of King Cang was destroyed again and again, and it was restored again and again and reappeared.

Like the strobe of a stuck frame, the Cangwang constantly switches between death and rebirth, maintaining a strange state.

"Is that ......?"

Miss Mia raised her eyebrows, very surprised.

Mr. Jingyao spoke slowly:

"'Fate Reset', Clough's trick, it was with this ability that he sealed Sebastian Pardo in the first place, causing him to sink infinitely in his dreams...... At the same time, he also relied on this ability to leave the Sun Continent alone and go to the starry sky of the universe to face the old days, but unfortunately, ......"

As he spoke, the True God of Magic shook his head regretfully.

He remembered.

Although the former Huangong Clough did not fall directly into the starry sky, after returning from the "restart", he was still seriously affected.

The erosion of many old days has caused Clough's fate line to be incomprehensibly distorted, and even with the protection of "no return", his reason has faded at an irrepressible rate.

Eventually, it will inevitably spiral out of control.

"Remarkable...... It's only been a few years, and Jack has mastered most of Clough's power, and he has come to this point. ”

Miss Sacred Tree's emerald eyes flashed with amazement.

Conrad, the king of slaughter, held the goblet, gently shook the bright red wine in the glass, and sighed:

"Although he has not yet become a god, his actual combat strength is enough to match us."

"Hmm."

Mr. Jingyao looked at the blue-clothed figure in the hurricane, as if he saw his former friend Clough, and smiled and nodded.

"Looks like we don't need to help."

Behind the three true gods, a group of angels couldn't help but show surprise.

They witnessed the ascension of the King of Grey Clothes.

At that time, its strength had been greatly overestimated, but now when they heard the three true gods bluntly say that King Cang already had the strength of the true gods, everyone still felt incredible.

The "King of Angels" does have the qualifications to face the true God, but this is not the same thing as having equal strength.

Take the bleak lady Jutillia as an example, the reason why he did not fear Madame Rose was that Marialena's injuries had not healed, and second, that Jutillia really wanted to leave, and the other party could not keep him.

But if these are put aside and the two sides fight to the death, then Jutillia has no possibility of retreating.

The true God is the end of God's path, the end of the mystical realm.

Even the king of angels cannot defeat the true God.

It's an iron law.

But now, there is a man who breaks the iron law.

The King of Grey Clothes!

Boom –

Boom Boom –

Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the distance.

The entire dream world trembled, and even the vision world began to crack, revealing cracks one after another, as if it was on the verge of collapse.

Angela and the other three true gods, as well as the angels, stared intently.

I saw a pillar of fire with a pale background and colorful patterns rising into the sky, forcing back the blue-yellow hurricane around it!

The ragged robes danced, and the hems of the clothes hunted and hunted.

Cangwang slowly opened his eyes, and the pale infinity symbol flickered under his eyes.

"Ruri!"

He spoke indifferently, his voice rolling like thunder.

The brilliant flames burning around him stagnated for a moment, and then they spun around the Cangwang as the center, and quickly converged on the ivory white carved cross sword in his hand!

Whew-

Whew-

Mr. Jingyao's face gradually became solemn.

His gaze was staring at the sword in King Cang's hand, and his eyes as deep as the starry sky flashed with surprise, thought, and abruptness.

"Holy fire? I see! ”

Hearing Angela's whispering, Mia and Conrad couldn't help but look sideways.

Mr. Jingyao said in a deep voice:

"Clough once said, 'With fate as the body, with the holy fire as the blade, the joys and sorrows are infinitely possible.'" And this is also the most likely way to save the world in his vision, but for some reason, Clough finally gave up on it, choosing to settle for the next best thing, and developed 'fate imitation', and 'fate imitation' alone is not enough to make Clough qualified to face those beings beyond the stars......"

In the distance, the King of Grey Clothes held the hilt of his sword in both hands, straight to the sky.

The tornado-like pillar of colorful fire continued to condense, condense, and gather, and finally became a glazed spiral sword, and it burned endlessly!

The terrifying power and coercion made the angels who were staring at this scene feel terrified, and they only felt that the sword was enough to cut everything!

Even Angela's three true gods couldn't help but be moved!

"The age of the Seven Gods has come to an end."

Chen Lun was holding the glazed flame spiral sword, the crown on his head was shining, and his long gray hair was fluttering.

The firelight reflected his face, and the expression of no sorrow or joy was intertwined with light and shadow, brilliant and gloomy.

"Sebastian Pardo, it starts with you!"

Sou!!

The figure of the Cangwang rotated and collapsed into a point, and instantly bloomed in front of the phantom that covered the sky and the sun.

Boom –

The figure of the Eternal Sleeper twisted and swung out with a punch.

The fist wind is mixed with the terrible hurricane and thunder of blue and yellow!

King Cang glanced at it coldly and punched his backhand.

The two fists collided like two planets, and the whole dream world was turned upside down!

Bang!!

As a result, the figure of King Cang did not move at all.

In terms of physical fitness, the two sides are evenly matched!

In the next moment, King Cang threw his sword out-

With a bang, the miserable white sword curtain dragged out a colorful afterimage, and the phantom transformed by the Eternal Sleeper didn't even have time to react, and the whole arm fell in response!

The flames are burning!

The Eternal Sleeper writhed violently and struggled in the flames!

"Ho !!"

The twisted apparition was roaring, roaring, screaming an eerie screech that had never been seen in the world.

The sound waves echoed in the dream realm, ripples visible to the naked eye, blurred, distorted, and wrinkled in vision.

Chen Lun looked down indifferently and once again held high the Glazed Flame Spiral Sword.

The flames soared into the sky, covering everything as far as the eye could see, and he slashed down—

All the sounds stopped at this moment.

All images disappeared in an instant.

Followed by.

The dazzling firelight was like an inverted meteor shower, fluttering across the entire canopy of the dream world, and the light green scales on the body of Sebastian Pardo the Eternal Sleeper were melted and annihilated one by one, and the gorgeous streamers were reflected in the dark eyes.

His huge figure, from head to toe, appeared a straight and thin sword mark—

With another shock, the entire dream world was split in half!

The brilliant blue fire burned and spread along the thin line cut by the spiral sword, destroying the dream world.

"From now on, the dream world no longer exists."

The Cangwang stood in mid-air, carrying the terrifying spiral sword in his hand.

His figure could not be seen in the shattered horizon, only the indifferent voice resounded throughout the universe.

"Sebastian Pardo, the god of the sea, truly sleeps forever."

(End of chapter)