It was as if Du Wei was walking in a tunnel full of glitter.

In front of the tunnel, it was as if there was a ray of light at the end. And in the middle of the tunnel, Du Wei was around his body. Up and down, left and right, it seems to be a picture of flashing lights whistling by.

In that picture. There are people and things, as if they are fragments of memory one by one, and they seem to be showing movies, one by one. It's dizzying. Du Wei's eyes widened with effort. But I can't see all the images that flash quickly.

In the picture, two teenagers are quietly hiding outside the window of an old house, and a teenager squats down. In addition, the boy delicately. but stood on the shoulders of his companions. Hands on the windowsill. Sneak in and peep away. in the window. There was a faint sound of rushing water, and a girl singing happily to the tune of a country song......

in the picture. The handsome boy seemed to have grown up a bit. He mounted a horse and carried a small burden on his back. Far away on the country road, on the hillside behind him, a pretty figure stared from afar, a few tears. Drift away in the wind.

in the picture. The sea was furious, and the crazy waves crashed against the hull of the ship in waves. The boy clung to the cable, his body drenched in the wind and rain.

in the picture. The boy lay weakly in front of an old man. The old man smiled seductively and seemed to have magic in his eyes—this was Aragorn and Chris. Du Wei thought to himself.

In the picture, the boy has grown into a tall young man, and he rides a war horse. The armor was still a little rudimentary, and behind him was a small army that had been simply armed, a rudimentary motley army, and the banner was crooked, but the young man drew his sword and shouted the impassioned roar. It seems to symbolize the arrival of an era!

in the picture. Handsome young man, in an old castle, sitting on a throne. He had a crown of gold on his head. And beside her, there is a woman dressed in gorgeous clothes. In Aragonese's hand, he held the woman's hand. But his face was indifferent, and the woman. The physiognomy is blurred.

Just outside the castle. A pretty girl with a face full of despair. She was still wearing a peasant girl's long skirt, but she resolutely pulled out a pair of scissors from her waist. Absolutely cut towards his blonde hair!

Broken hair fluttering in the wind......

Subsequently. The gate of the castle was pushed open, and the girl had changed into a short-haired appearance, and had discarded the girl's long dress. Dressed in a set of knightly armor.

"Start today. I'm no longer Lolita, I'm the Messiah! I don't believe in love anymore, I only believe in war!"

Listening to the words of man and earth in the picture, Du Wei stood in the middle of the tunnel. Suddenly, there was a feeling of weakness in my heart!

The picture changes again. On the battlefield of gunpowder. Corpses everywhere and flags after burning. Aragorn stabbed the last enemy commander to death with his own hands and turned around. Point your sword at the sky. Blood-stained swords, plus Aragone's mighty howl. As the entire battlefield retreated, countless blood-stained warriors in armor immediately brandished their swords and greeted their commander, all of them with a fervent look of adoration on their faces. That fanaticism. Not even blood can hide it.

And Aragonese is very behind, a slender figure. As if standing in the shadow of yīn, she was wearing a suit of female knightly ground armor. Face ...... With a mask! Her only bare eye. Indifferent eyes!

in the picture. Bands of neat armor and swords like woodland soldiers, lined up in neat formations, above the earth. It's like an endless colony of ants, like the sound of footsteps like cháo. Trampled the earth like an earthquake!

In the distance, a dark cloud hung over a city, as if under this powerful momentum. Already on the verge of collapse!

And at the front of this piece of land and army, a knight with a golden light shining all over his body, a spear in his hand. Hold high a banner: Thorn Flower!

In the midst of a splendid palace with golden walls. Countless warriors in golden armor surrendered to the ground. Get on one knee. With the most respectful gesture. Facing the throne and the commander of the earth.

Once again, Aragon sat on the throne. This time. He was commended as the emperor of the mainland, the supreme lord under the starry sky, and a middle-aged man beside him. Dressed in robes in the style of clergy of the Church of Light, he solemnly placed a crown on the land of Aragon, and then handed over a golden scepter to Aragorn.

This middle-aged man dressed as a clergyman. His face is vaguely the same as when he was a teenager before. The silhouette of the boy who put his shoulders against Aragorn to pick up the window.

In the main hall. There weren't hundreds of field warriors cheering.

Can be used all over the crowd...... But there was one less.

The slender figure, the short blond hair, the indifferent eyes...... That person. She's not there!

Du Wei suddenly felt so distressed!

There was a burst of colic in my heart. It hurt so much that he felt like his heart was tearing apart! That man...... She's not there! she's not here! she's not there!!

There was an irrepressible sadness in my heart. Despair. Suffering...... All kinds of negative emotions suddenly poured out frantically together! This great pain in his heart almost knocked him down instantly!

The pain in his heart made him unsteady on his feet. A few yù sat down on the ground.

There is one less person in all the kings.

That person, she's not there!

Du Wei gasped hard. Then he staggered and continued to walk slowly towards the extension of the tunnel.

The surrounding images still flashed one by one. In the middle of the picture, Du Wei suddenly felt that he didn't care at all!

He scanned anxiously and quickly through one picture after another. But I don't care about the content of the picture. His eyes were eager, but he was just anxiously searching for a figure...... Eyes swept over a frame, if there was no figure of her on it. Dewey would immediately move on to the next one, and as for what was on the screen - he didn't care!

This inexplicable emotion filled his entire jīng god, making Du Wei seem to fall into a painful emotion that even he couldn't explain.

Finally. After a flash of images. Du Wei still didn't find that pretty figure...... And the tunnel. But it's finally coming to an end!

In front of him were two clusters of blue sè light. Both rays of light vaguely seemed to be human shapes, but in the light, they couldn't see their true faces at all.

Du Wei calmed down. He gasped for breath. One hand pressed hard against his chest, as if trying to suppress the pain in his heart. His eyes were fixed on the two humanoid clusters of light in front of him. Heavy breathing.

"You're in pain. A familiar voice sighed softly.

"Why am I in pain!" Du Wei hissed. He gritted his teeth fiercely: "Why! Why should I suffer!! This is an Aragonese matter! Why am I in such pain?"

In the light cluster on the left. That voice was obviously "Du Wei 1" who had communicated with Du Wei many times. His voice, this time no longer giggled. With a hint of deep sadness: "You yourself know it very well. Even though we have been trying to deny it in our hearts. He refused to admit that he was Aragorn. But, actually. We are the same people. ”

"I don't want it!" Du Wei immediately raised his head with all his strength and roared angrily: "I don't care about Aragorn!" My name is Dewey!! The past life is gone! Aragorn, Lolita. The Messiah! He and her loved each other to death. Tragedy is good. What does it have to do with me!"

Du Wei struggled to support his body. Although he struggled to hold on under the pain. But God sè is getting more and more determined!

"I'm Dewey! I'm me! I live in this era! Not a thousand years ago! Now, I have my friends. I have my family. I have my beloved woman. I have my loyal subordinates and people! I don't have to be responsible for what the hell 'past life' was a thousand years ago! I don't want to carry that boring stuff! I am who I am! I live only for the place I am now!! I'm only responsible for my family and friends now!!"

"But you can't escape. The voice sighed faintly, and "Du Wei 1" said with a wry smile in his tone: "When you merge with the memories of your past life." You will inevitably become a new person again...... A hybrid of Dewey and Aragon. ”

Du Wei gritted his teeth. Silent. "Don't you want to change back to what you did wrong?"

Suddenly. Next to "Dewey 1", the other light and shadow spoke.

"Past mistakes?" Du Wei sneered. He stared at the other light: "You are the memory of Aragorn. Isn't that right? Wrong in the past? What a ridiculous statement! That's your mistake! It's your Aragonese business! It's not me! What past and future lives, what 'we are one person'! Hell!! I live in this age. I have my own life! Why should I impose the things of my past life on my head! Why should I leave those things to bear them! I am who I am. I'm Dewey, not Aragorn, not Dewey 1, and not a hybrid monster of Aragorn and Dewey!"

Du Wei suddenly gave a thumbs up and pointed to his nose. With a heartfelt pride on his face:

"Listen up. Lao Tzu's name is. Dewey!"

He held his head high. looked coldly at the two clouds of light and shadow in front of him.

"If I lose my current personality. Lost the current xìng lattice. Even his own emotions are mixed with memories of other places...... Then I'm no longer me! If we fused. A monster of a hybrid of Shindi, Dewey, and Aragon was born!, but I ......."

Du Wei still said coldly: "Me." Uniquely me. Du Wei is equal to death! I don't want me to die! I don't want to become a monster who doesn't even have a dúlì personality! I don't want to become Aragorn!

All the time. I hate this in my heart! Aragorn, get out of here! Don't try to throw you a thousand years ago at me! To die is to die! To pass is to pass! I am not controlled by anyone! Not even to me in my past life! I've always hated you! I hate you so much!"

As he spoke, Du Wei pointed back to the tunnel behind him. There was a flashing image on the tunnel. Du Wei said coldly, word by word: "After seeing these pictures, I hate you even more! Don't confuse you with me! At least, I, Du Wei, will not let my beloved woman be hurt so much! And you, 'Du Wei 1'! In your lifetime." You let Jojo die. Let her die in the temple of the demon god!But I didn't! I'd rather die myself than let my woman die! That's the difference between us! We have a difference! We're not the same person! I have my own personality and soul! reincarnation! Go to *** past life!"

Then, Du Wei took a deep breath, his anger seemed to subside all at once, and he took a long, deep breath. There was a hint of relief on his face.

"Whew...... I vented it like this, and it was really much more comfortable. Du Weidi's eyes gradually revealed a hint of mockery.

"Aragon. You've always wanted to control me! You've always told me that we're the same person! But it seems to me that you are just trying to resurrect you through me!! Hum. 'Du Wei, how are you, surprised?' Hell, now, listen to me!"

The smile on Du Wei's face gradually emerged. But the eyes are absolutely clear!

"My name is Dewey, my sweethearts are Vivien and Jojo, it's not Lolita and Messiah, my pet is called ∞, not Misian, my friend is Hussein, my father is Raymond!"

At last. He cut the railroad to the fore:

"I! yes!

Chris's fingers pressed lightly against his heart. Dewey in his sleep. Suddenly, his body twisted and trembled rapidly.

Chris looked a little surprised, and he took several deep breaths in succession. More and more water flows out of his mouth. Wrap the sleeping Du Wei layer by layer. His fingertips, a trace of magic, tried to fuse the flesh and blood of the heart in Du Wei's chest closely.

But......

Suddenly. In the midst of his slumber, Dewey. Suddenly his eyes opened! There seems to be a hint of mockery.

Subsequently. Suddenly fingertips. A wave of sounds. The "heart of the king" in Du Wei's chest that had just been replaced. A cloud of blood mist erupted suddenly, and then it burst with a bang!

"No !!!" Chris screamed, but the fused parts around the heart suddenly broke off. And then the heart that was still beating just now. All of a sudden, it became shriveled and withered, and it was time to go.

The heart suddenly turned into a cloud of ashes. Reduced to nothing under Chris's fingertips!

In Chris was furious, Du Wei had already screamed in pain. Blood spurted frantically from his mouth and nose.

"Damn!bastard!fool!!" Chris yelled and cursed angrily, but he had to desperately spit out a trace of magic power, and he quickly grabbed Du Wei's own heart on the side, and angrily pressed it back into Du Wei's chest.

His expression was distorted and furious, but his fingers remained steady. Eventually, the flesh and blood of the heart were fused back together.

The blood in Du Wei's mouth and nose stopped flowing, and the tip of his nose was covered with beads of sweat.

He woke up. I woke up just now.

Chris growls in exasperation, "You! you idiot! You know what a stupid thing you just did! You're ......."

Du Wei barely managed to squeeze out a smile, but his voice was full of determination.

"It's my choice, the final choice!"

Du Weidi alone:

In fact. I've always been greedy.

After learning that I was Aragorn...... I was a little smug in my heart for a while.

Aragon, what a great name. The Founding Emperor, a great generation of emperors. The most powerful landman on the continent. The strongest man under the starry sky, he left behind the banner of the thorn flower to flutter a thousand zhi......

Hum!

Yes, I was greedy, greedy, even, occasionally I think back. Suppose one day, I regain the memory of my past life. I can become incredibly powerful. You can instantly gain the power you have always dreamed of.

It's a temptation -- and it's always been in my heart.

I've tried to resist before, too. However, the temptation to become that great man is too great, and I want to gain the strength to become a supreme powerhouse.

But I ignored it. Strength isn't the only thing.

If I become someone else...... Well, even if I possess great power. I'm not my land anymore.

Du Wei was already dead. What survives is nothing but a new place. It's just another person.

And......

I am tired. I'm tired of it too.

I came from that world in my previous life. When I traveled to this world, it took me more than ten years to gradually fall in love with this world and the Roland Continent. I fell in love with this mother I am now, that beautiful and kind countess, and I fell in love with my brother. Clever Gabry.

Fell in love with Vivien, fell in love with Jojo. Fell in love with my friend here. Hussein indifferently. And that evil fat man Longbottom.

I'm almost nineteen years old.

It took me nineteen years in this world to finally succeed in turning myself into a native of the Roland Continent. Turned himself into "Dewey & 襻8226J Rudolph &��8226J Rollin".

In this sense, the past life comes from the earth's present society. It's dead.

It took me nineteen years. Changed his identity to Du Wei. Let the "me" from Earth die.

I didn't want to change my identity again, and it took me more than ten years to get used to it in order to forget that identity from Earth. And this time, I don't want to go through this change again! Am I going to continue to love Vivian and Jojo?

Just like when I was born in Rollin's house, I saw my parents as strangers...... I can't imagine how I felt like a stranger to Vivian when I looked at her.

I know very well that if I change back to Aragorn, as Dewey, all the emotions of the earth, love. Hate or hate, it will become fused with Aragorn.

What am I going to do at that time? I'm Lolita. Or is it Vivien, am I the Messiah, or do I love Jojo?

I'm annoyed. I don't want to spend more than ten years trying to adapt to a new identity, to re-adapt to a new place. A new soul.

Now I'm here. As Dewey. Pretty good.

I have my own things to do, my own responsibilities to accomplish -- not a thousand years ago.

But. Current!!

"Do you know that you just accepted the heart of the king. You'll be able to fuse the soul memories of the micro chapters...... And then. You can become a domain powerhouse!!" Chris angrily rebuked Du Wei: "Do you know that your current strength comes from the seal in your soul......!"

said. Chris held out his other hand, and in his hand was the micro-medallion.

But now, the micro-medallion has become broken again, and there is no longer a flash of light on it.

"The memories of the two souls sealed in this are when you rejected yourself just now. It dissipated on its own!" Chris laughed angrily, "Dewey, boy, do you know it?" What do you have left now?"

Du Wei lay there weakly, the wound on his chest was still slowly healing: "What is left?"

"Thy power...... With the power of this seal disappears...... Brat. You're not a realm powerhouse now!, since the soul of the sealed land in the micro chapter has disappeared. Then the realm is gone! Now you are just a pitiful Holy Order!"

Du Wei smiled: "That is to say." Before, I could have risked my death and forcibly induce the power of the realm...... Can't do it now?"

"Nonsense! That realm power is not your land at all! It's the sealed land in the micro chapter! Now the micro chapter is like this! You still want to ......"

Du Wei interrupted Chris. His smile suddenly became very pleasant: "Dear Chris." You've finally got a very, very important thing right. ”

Chris was stunned for a moment: "What?"

Du Wei's expression became serious: "You said, 'The power of that realm is not yours at all'." This is exactly where it comes to the most critical part...... That power. It's not me! It's not my Dewey. It's Aragon's!"

"But you're a ......"

"I am who I am. ”

Du Wei ended the controversy.

Chris sighed. A long sigh.

It's been a long, long time. He muttered under his breath, "Damn it...... Don't you know how difficult it is to gain domain power? You think you become a domain powerhouse. Do you think that if you cultivate casually, you will become a realm? Let me tell you, for thousands of years. Once reached the realm power, apart from those god-level powerhouses, there was only one Aragorn!"

"Nope. ”

Du Wei's eyes lit up. He looked at Chris. smiled and said, "You don't know, there is another person in this world." He was also born and raised by his father. Ordinary people. Relying on his own natural talent and supreme ascetic perseverance! He didn't rely on the power of his previous life to awaken, let alone rely on trading with some demonic servant! Purely relying on himself, for decades. Just from a mortal. Cultivate yourself into a realm powerhouse!"

Chris shook his head: "I don't believe it." How could human beings have such a genius and powerhouse. ”

"Yes. The man's name was ...... White River sorrow. Du Wei suddenly sighed: "Seriously." I suddenly felt. That guy is actually much stronger than Aragorn. Because. He was on his own. ”

Then, Du Wei shook his head: "Honestly, I miss that guy now." ”

Mouth card!

Click......

This green temple, the door that was not opened, was finally slowly pushed open.

Dust was kicked up from the ground beside the gate, and the movement immediately alarmed the jīng spirits who were kneeling on the ground and praying in front of the temple.

Several of the great elders of the jīng spirit clan, these rìzi came to kneel in front of the temple almost sleeplessly and prayed, waiting for their earth king to come out of this temple.

Although the orc army has ignored the previous agreement, they have left the sacred mountain one by one. Travel to the earth-human world.

Originally, it was still in full swing under the sacred mountain. There was only one left, the Jīng Spirit Clan.

Now. The door of the temple was finally pushed open, and many jīng spirits suddenly exclaimed. He raised his head and looked reverently at the door of the main hall.

When the figure of Falling Snow appeared at the door, many jīng spirits finally breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing their earth kings, the jīng spirits erupted into enthusiastic cheers after a brief silence!

Jīng spirit, who loves life. There were even a lot of them who jumped up on the spot. Singing and dancing in front of the temple, they leap into the treetops. Sing softly on the branches and leaves.

The face of the falling snow was so pale that there was no half blood sè, and it was originally full of wise eyes, but now it was like a pool of lake water that had dried up. Deep exhaustion. It was as if it had drained all its jīng power.

Look at the many clansmen below. The falling snow calmed down for a while, its expression and eyes were extremely complicated, and finally, it raised its hand and gently made a quiet gesture.

"King!"

An old jīng spirit walked over, bowed, and bent down deeply: "You finally came out...... What about the human?"

"He'......" Falling Snow said with a hint of eccentricity. After thinking about it for a moment. He sighed: "He left. ”

Left?

The jīng spirits were a little surprised. Everyone is before this temple. I've been waiting for so many months, but ...... If that human is out of the ground. But not a jīng spirit perceives?

The door to the temple was resealed.

Falling Snow gave a strange order: it left behind a few elders and brought a team of gods. Order them to stay outside this temple. Keep waiting.

As for what to wait for, and for how long...... These. The falling snow did not say.

However, the king of the jīng spirit is fanatically adored and hugging people. Still accepted this strange order without hesitation.

Indeed, this land is strange.

Because when the snow came out, it was then ordered that the whole clan prepare to move. Ordered everyone to begin preparing their outfits and weapons, and prepared to follow in the footsteps of the orc army. Heading for the human world.

But the tradition of the Jīng Ling clan is that every place is reached. A piece of the magical seeds of the jīng spirit land will be sown, and then under the magic of the jīng spirit, those huge magical land plants will grow, and those plants will become the castles, walls, houses, and palaces of the jīng spirit......

But when the Jīng Spirit Clan migrated. The plants lose the support of their magic and will quickly wither and then dissipate with the wind.

But this time. At the time of the migration of the whole clan, this order left by King Jīng Ling. But let the elders stand here. Keep using the magic. Maintain this temple. It is not allowed to wither!

"Everything. It's like when I'm inside!hmm...... No, your posture and manners must be ten times more respectful!"

In this turquoise temple......

After the door is closed. There was still light in the temple.

A few months ago, Luo Xue and Bai Hechou tried to fight each other. The long table was destroyed. Still standing there quietly.

However, just behind the statue of the jīng spirit......

The air here seems to maintain a distorted force, and at a volume of about a few cubic meters, there seems to be a vortex in the air. The vortex seemed to be a spatial fissure and a passageway.

Faintly, from this maelstrom. There will also be the sound of the wind whistling...... Also, the sound of sharp objects colliding on the ground!

Bang!!

The scimitar struck lightly on the horns of a strangely shaped longbow! Then the scimitar flicked backwards abruptly. The fingers on the hilt of the scimitar made a clicking sound. It was as if the bones were about to break.

Subsequently. A white figure rose to the sky and flew out towards the back, and when he landed, his body seemed to be a little staggering. Just the waist. But it's still straight!

The white river is sad and sinks like water. He seemed to be casual. I took the scimitar to one hand. And then. He looked up at the tall opponent on the other side.

It's like a hillside. All around was barren land and hard sand. There is no life.

And at the moment. Beneath the hillside, the ground was covered with potholes of various sizes, and countless cracks in the ground - as if it had been a brutal and long battle!

Above the hillside. A slender figure stood there, its whole body shrouded in a robe of extreme width and length. A cloak high and deep on his head. Covering all of this person's face, the only one exposed. It's the one who holds the weapon!

In its hand was a longbow of a very strange shape, with horns on either side curved like crescent moons, with sharp barbs and sharp blades.

If Dewey is here. I will be amazed! Because the appearance of this longbow is the same as the Jiduluo throat bow in his hand!

"White River sorrow. You've finally hit my weapon. ”

The voice came from under the cloak, crisp and pleasant, but with an indescribable hint of consternation.

"How long have we been fighting...... You've hit my weapon six times. The voice seemed to be appreciative, but it was also mocking.

"I know. Bai Hechou said lightly. He raised his scimitar horizontally, but flicked it lightly on the blade.

"You're very out of style. The voice under the cloak sighed: "You are even ten times better than the king of the spirit I selected, and among these rìzi, you hit my weapon six times." The first time it took you three months to hit my weapon. The second time you only use a month. The third time you used it for fifteen days...... All the way to just now. This time, it only took you two days. ”

said. The voice grew serious: "That is. In this place. It seems like my field. It's becoming more and more impossible to bind you, right? Now, you've mastered the power of the rules in my realm...... And, you already know how to break those rules...... You're getting stronger. ”

"It's not strong enough. ”

Bai He shook his head sadly, his voice was still so calm and indifferent.

"Hmph, how strong do you want to be? Human! You're just a human. I could have killed you at any time if I wanted to, and now you're just a toy, a toy to pass the time with me, and maybe, I'll kill you tomorrow!

You can go on saying that. Bai He said lightly: "Since two months ago, you have said to me, 'I will kill you tomorrow'." Unfortunately, to this day, I am still alive. You don't want to kill me. You're curious about me. ”

Under the cloak of "......", it seemed that a beam of eyes fell on Bai He's sorrowful body. Finally. It sighed, "I'm curious, it's been ten thousand years...... Finally, there is a creature that can rely on its own strength. If you break through to the realm, you will definitely be able to become a new god...... There are too few god-level powerhouses. We've been fighting each other for too long...... Let's be honest. It would be nice to have a new face. ”

After saying that, it suddenly flicked the bowstring lightly, and its tone became cold: "But listen! This is my last chance for you! If you can't break through my realm. It means that you don't have the potential to become a god-level powerhouse...... At that time. I'll kill you. ”

Bai Hechou listened to this. He was silent for a moment.

"What if I break through?" Bai Hechou looked at the other party: "Just tell me, where are the other gods!"