In the year 1349 of the last calendar, the turbulence of time and space was deep.

Here, it is a chaotic region outside heaven and earth, separated from any dimensional dimension, and it is an extremely fierce place formed by the collision of time and space.

There is no matter, there is no energy, time is uncertain, space is disordered and distorted.

Hugh –

Two jet-black rays of light fled extremely fast in the turbulence of time and space, and the temporal storm and spatial vortex were crushed by their penetration, and the speed did not decrease at all.

The black light kept jumping and changing directions, as if looking for something, wandering aimlessly in the turbulence of time and space, and after a long time, the speed of the black light finally slowed down, and after breaking through a layer of air bubbles, it hovered in place, revealing two figures, one tall and one short.

"No. 7, I've found you!

」

Boom Boom –

No. 13's gaze was blazing, and he saw through the warp of time and space, locking on to the behemoth that was rushing left and right in the storm.

This is a bronze coffin with a simple and simple atmosphere, and its surface is engraved with regular patterns of all things totems, standing in the eye of the storm of time and space, like a continental world, spanning tens of thousands of light years.

No. 13 and No. 28 looked at each other, nodded slightly, and their figures flickered vertically, and landed heavily on the coffin.

Clang!

"Shattered—"

Katsa!

The black light under his feet flashed, and the great power was agitated, and the coffin, which seemed to be thick and hard, was as fragile as paper at the moment, and was directly shattered into an incision, and the two of them fell into it.

Inside the bronze coffin, it carries a world, the sky and the earth are dark, pitch black, and the boundless continent is covered with formations, it is actually a strange array, and the whole world is part of the big array.

No. 13 looked around, understood the direction of the power of the array, locked the core of its intersection, and the figure flickered, and fled.

"No. 7, in order to hide the traces, he actually laid such a desperate formation, so that we can find it, why is this?"

"What is he afraid of?"

"Is it because of Yama!?"

The two of them fled, their wills exchanged sounds, and their eyes flashed with doubt, and they couldn't figure out what forced No. 7 to this extent.

"Civilization 19444 is different from any civilization before, and Civilization 7 is estimated to have encountered an unimaginable predicament, we know too little information, and we need to confront him face to face."

[In view of the general environment,

"Yes, it's really different, we tried all means, went through nearly 20,000 civilizations and deaths, but we didn't find a way to enter the Truth Number, and that Yama ......."

As he spoke, the corners of No. 13's mouth twitched, and a rich unwillingness appeared on his face.

"Yama, that monster was one step ahead of us, breaking through the barrier of the Truth and invading our world!"

"It's hard to imagine how he did it, and the most terrifying thing is that he's just a conscious doppelganger."

The black light escaped extremely fast, even if there was an obstacle from the formation, and without a few words, it crossed a long distance to the center of the world, where the core of the formation intersected.

Bang!

The two of them stood still, looking at the things in front of them, and their stirring thoughts calmed down a little.

On the earth, a pitch-black cross was inserted into the core of the formation in an upside-down posture, and countless regular chains converged from the ten directions of heaven and earth, and were rigidly wound around the cross in the binding method of "reverse lock dragon".

The chains trembled at chaotic frequencies all the time, escaping with terrifying power of suppression and isolation, as if the essence of light condensed into thirty-six pairs of wings, enveloping the cross.

"The Cross ......"

No. 13 frowned, staring at the bloodstained cross, with a thoughtful look in his eyes, and turned to look at No. 28 with an inquiry.

"That's right, it's the artifact, which No. 7 mentioned in the arraignment, with a method of unsealing."

"You said yes, No. 7 had already realized it before that

Aware of where you are now?"

No. 13 looked shocked, and felt more and more that this matter was confusing, and he inexplicably had a feeling in his heart that this trip might not go as smoothly as expected.

From the moment of Yama's success in crossing the border, Civilization 19444 was completely out of control, and in some ways, they were even at a disadvantage.

"It's useless to think too much, so let's just ask No. 7!"

With that, No. 13 looked solemn, stepped into the void, floated to the upside down to the cross, stretched out his palm to press on it, and slowly closed his eyes.

Buzz –

The strange power rippled out, and the black and white wings were paired one after the other, stretching out to cover a vast area. Then, countless chains of rules began to loosen and disintegrate.

Wave!

As if liquefied, the center of the pitch-black cross began to tumble and surge, lining up on both sides, revealing the figures that had been dormant for eternity.

Black hair and black robes, eyes closed, hands staggered in front of chest, lifeless, and the slightest fluctuation of consciousness, as if it were just a corpse.

"No. 7, No. 7 ......"

The whispering of the soul, the sound of the soul dementor, vibrated at a specific frequency, and poured into the mind of the black-robed man.

Rumble!

The scorching will turned into a ripple of substance, impacting the surroundings, backlogged space, hundreds of millions of miles of land instantly turned into nothingness, No. 13 and No. 28 stood in destruction, not moving at all, and a look of expectation appeared on their faces.

Qiang –

When his eyes opened, there was a metal hum, revealing a pair of pitch-black children's holes, full of the intent of fighting and destruction, and a dazed feeling that could not be dissolved.

"Kill!

」

The figure was like lightning, ejecting out, and the palm of the hand was holding the cross, grabbing and lifting, and blasting towards No. 28. The power is vast, like a vast universe falling upside down, annihilating time and space, and under the oppression of great power, the vast continent is shattered in half in the air.

"Seven!?"

No. 28's expression changed in shock, disturbed by the sudden blow, and she couldn't understand why No. 7 would attack her.

"Humph!"

No. 13 on the side frowned slightly when he saw this, his dark eyes seemed to be swirling, his expression was solemn, and he stepped out in front of him in one step, raising his fist and blasting out.

Bell –

The aftermath of the horror shattered everything around them, and the two of them retreated as soon as they touched each other, and their faces were bloody, and then they turned miserable white again, and they were both injured.

"I, I'm ......"

No. 7 stood in the void, the heavy cross in his hand slipping down, and his eyes looked at the outstretched hands in front of him in a daze, looking dazed.

Whew-

The wind howled, blowing the black-robed man's robe to hunt and dance, revealing the picture behind it, and under the faint light, it turned out to be the "black eyes looking down on all beings" emblem of the nightfall meeting.

"Number 7, what are you doing? It's us!"

He shouted angrily, not in the lingua franca of this world, but in the language of another world.

The moment No. 7 heard this, his expression froze, and the dazedness on his face suddenly dissipated, as if he remembered something, and his eyes showed a look of horror.

Covering his face with his hands, he slowly retreated step by step, his body trembled uncontrollably, and he shouted in a shrill voice:

"Yes, it's you, it's you... No! Don't come here! Don't hit me! Don't hit! I know it's wrong!"

"Woo, don't come, don't fight, don't fight......

"Don't come here......

There was a trilling voice in his tone, as if his heart was swallowed by extreme fear, and he stumbled in the void, even forgetting his own devastating power, and he couldn't even do it in the air, and fell directly into the depths of the void, extremely embarrassed.

Hiss –

No. 28 gasped and looked at No. 13 with a look of shock on his face. They can be sure that this person is No. 7, and his state at the moment is not pretending to be crazy and stupid at all.

He was real, frightened like a fool, and forgot even his own strength, like a pathetic worm,

Huddled in the shadows shivering.

What happened to Number 7!?

As the first, the consciousness crosses the barrier and remains in this realm forever.

They took away the pure-bloods, restarted civilization in the wasteland, led Civilization 19444 onto the right track, and established the Night Curtain Society, splitting the timeline as the first generation of Night Lords, laying the foundation for the world replacement, and the key to their smooth entry into the Truth......

But now, what's going on?

Such an existence that influences the direction of a civilization and secretly dominates everything has turned out to be a fool!

"Not good, very bad, this world, this world ......"

No. 13 muttered in a low voice, his face was shrouded in gloom, they were not stupid, and it was not difficult to deduce from No. 7's fate that in the unknown darkness, it seemed that there was an invisible hand quietly controlling everything.

Is the current situation really going in the direction they want? Could it be, this is another being that has determined the path, including their coming.

The more I think about it, the more frightened I become.

"Is there a way to bring 7 back to his senses? We need the information he has, and without his power, we can't guide the Transformation Core to come."

Number 13 said in a condensed voice, he didn't dare to think too much now, he was missing key information, and it was useless except to scare himself.

"I can give it a try."

No. 28 nodded, his figure flickered, and the next moment, No. 7 had been fished out of the pitch-black void and landed on a piece of continental fragment in his arms.

"Don't, don't hit, don't hit me......

The first generation of the night lord, like a helpless child at this time, buried his head deep in the chest of No. 28, and his body trembled.

Alas-

Number 13 shook his head, looking dazed and helpless.