It's been a while since I've been in this world, but there's so much I don't know about it.

It seems that in the great barrier of Arushru, it is impossible to hinder the fragment impregnation of the season.

It's like the outside world, and it's still an endless winter......

Now I am still in this seemingly endless and long passage, but the situation at this moment is the opposite of the situation in the rest of the passages.

It became colder and colder as we progressed, and the warm wind that had just now disappeared, and now it was only a bitter cold wind.

And it's too humid here, and there's a hazy mist floating here.

If most xenomorph scorpions can hatch and be fully active under high temperature conditions, then perhaps there should be no xenomorph scorpions here.

Think about the xeno-incubation tank at that time, it seems that the eggs of xenomorph scorpions must be stored in extremely high temperatures in order to hatch successfully.

If the above speculation is true, then perhaps, the fully grown xenomorph scorpion can only exert its maximum combat power at a certain fixed temperature, if the temperature is too cold, will they be slow to move or hibernate because of this, or will they not be able to adapt to this temperature and cannot survive?

Thinking of this, if it were in normal times, I would really want to catch one and do experiments to see if my idea is correct, but now for me, I don't have the time or leisure to do these things.

And thinking about the terrifying face of the xenomorph insect scorpion, forget it.

And these are all my guesses, after all, there are so many unexpected things in this world.

As he continued to move forward again, the yellow eggs hanging on the walls of the passage around him gradually disappeared, and with the mist, the eyes gradually fell into chaos.

I called for the holy spear, and then a white glow of Matthisius gradually appeared in my hand.

The flickering white light of the holy spear could provide some illumination, and the fog in front of him was too thick to allow the light to penetrate far.

And in this darkness, no one can say what will be waiting for me in front of me, and summoning the holy spear in my hand in advance is still an extra guarantee.

Moreover, in this passage that can only accommodate my two figures, which is not wide, Broken Cang and Yinguang Yuehua will not be able to exert their full combat power once a battle occurs because of the restrictions of the passage.

Right now, the Holy Lance, which can perform powerful thrust attacks, has become my first choice.

At this moment, I held the holy spear with both hands, my left hand held the front half of the spear, and my right hand was repaired and strengthened by the power of darkness, but it was forcibly filled with the power of darkness to repair the damaged tissues and collapse.

Although the right hand can be used temporarily, every time you wield a weapon with excessive force, you still have to endure the pain of almost breaking your arm.

I smiled wryly and looked at my right arm, which was covered with patches of black skin, especially at the wrist, and could be revealed by the black shimmer.

With the help of the light emitted by the holy spear, I couldn't shine far away because of this mist, but now that I'm fighting like this, I'm extremely tired, but my strength has increased a lot.

Not only the strength, but also the various senses of the body have been significantly strengthened compared to the original.

I looked at the mist of light and shadow in front of me, if....

If I had the power I have now in this world, when I was fighting against the God of World Destruction, maybe I wouldn't be here, maybe I wouldn't be here with it, maybe everything would be ......

And with so many battles, so many times in crisis, I gradually became clear.

It's not that you can survive a crisis with a precious force and a supreme divine weapon, and although strength and weapons are important in the battle against the enemy, having a flexible strategy is also an important magic weapon to win.

The brain, like the body, never stops.

After so many battles, I was alone all the time, without any comrades.

But being alone is not lonely.

The weapons in my hands are my best comrades, each and every one.

No matter how many years have passed, they are still reliable, and they will not change because of the years, because of their greed, because of their reasons.

The equipment in my hand has long been my best friend.

How long have I been out of my world, and whether there is a deviation in time between the two worlds.

Time passes so fast that it's impossible to notice.

In this dark passage, the scene of the present home appeared in front of me.

Those leisurely years are stored there.

What happened to them and them.

I don't know when it's all over here, and I'll be able to return to the world and time where I'm supposed to be.

What will be the scene in front of them, maybe they will still remember me, and it will still be the same as it has not changed.

Or maybe things are not people.

In my heart, I have been running away, I have been fantasizing.

If...

If I hadn't been chosen by Issa at that time, I wouldn't have existed as Doza's reincarnation.

So maybe my life is different now, at this moment.

It's just a fantasy in my heart, and I know very well that such fantasies only shake my heart.

If all this is fate, it is fate, then only facing it head-on and facing it bravely is the only way to find an exit.

I've buried everything in my heart.

If I had the will, I could save the glass in front of me, and I could live with it here, in this isolated Arushru, although this is not a paradise, but it is still a good place to escape from the world, and I can live like this with the people in front of me, regardless of the world, until I die of old age.

I don't care about all that bullshit fate and fate anymore, and I don't care about Isa's fate anymore, fate doesn't mean anything to me, I just live here safely.

But I know in my heart that all this, like the last thought, is just an unrealistic fantasy.

No matter how you escape, when the time comes, what should come will always come quietly and come in front of you.

After everything in the virtual realm, I had already decided not to run away.

If they and they are all changed by my presence, then I will bear all this, joy or sorrow.

I shook my head abruptly, trying to dissipate the lingering nightmare.

..

Then, the next moment, the long journey seemed to have reached the end, and a gate with a glimmering blue light suddenly appeared in front of me......