Garon's skin tightened instantly, and a strong sense of threat erupted wildly from the soul seed in his mind. How could it be !? what's going on!?

He should have shuttled back to the Void Battlefield directly! There were all the people of Chixue waiting for him, how could they instantly shuttle to the North Pole of the White King's headquarters??

He couldn't understand it, and his mind was instantly chaotic, and he was caught off guard by the sudden impact of the huge change.

The King of White! That is the terrifying existence that dominates most of this galaxy! It is the pinnacle of the royal rank!

He's just an ordinary level 10 perpetual mover now! If the other party wants to kill himself, it's easier than crushing an ant!!

The gap between the two sides is too big, there is no comparison at all!

Garon tried to calm himself down, but his heart was still beating wildly.

"Based on your experience, the abrupt change and rise of your qiē, combined with my judgment, twenty-five percent of your real name is Nonosivat, six and two percent are Jielius, and more than sixty percent are Garons. "The White King looked like an ordinary boy, with a very pure smile, his skin was very delicate, like fine milk jelly, and his eyes seemed to be smiling with calmness, as if he was smiling at all times.

"I don't know if I'm right?"

Garon's heart instantly tightened again.

"What do you want to do?" he felt for the first time his voice be so hoarse.

Even the White King, who has not yet reached his peak, is far from something he can compete with.

"You're not the only one, you've seen fate," the White King replied in a low voice with a pure smile.

The entire white palace is wrapped in an endless nebula vortex. A large number of meteorites surround this place at high speed, and this place is like the eye of the storm. Outside there is a rage, inside there is only tranquility. I can see that this is the center of a huge meteorite vortex, and I don't know where I am in space. Isolated by an endless whirlpool of power, this place is like a paradise, and ordinary masters are not even qualified to enter.

"Every qiē in the world has a fixed number, and your and my efforts are all in it, just like many years later, I will be killed by the Red King. Although he will be my only confidant in the future. But that's fate. The White King looked up at the meteorite stream that swirled in the sky, and huge gray meteorites tumbled and flew overhead, with a huge and incomparably oppressive feeling. It seems that it could crash into this palace at any moment.

Seeing that the White King didn't seem to be making a move, Garon relaxed slightly.

"You know that you will die in the future, but you still don't make arrangements in advance?"

"That's predestined," the White King showed a pure smile, "My life is to write my destiny." ”

Garon knew the ideals of the White King, and he wanted to make the whole world no more fighting, no more wars.

And since he has also seen the general trend, then he will definitely understand that when the Red King kills him. The unification of the Terrans will be followed by an unprecedented peace of prosperity, which is likely to remain for a long, long time

"So I'm ruining fate, what are you going to do with me?" Garon asked calmly.

"I was going to kill you. The White King said softly. "But when I saw you, I hesitated. ”

"Hesitation?" Garon quietly breathed a sigh of relief, "Why?"

He actually did not agree with the ideals of the White King at all. The universe is too big, and the Milky Way is too big. Finit plus humans occupy only two nebulae. The total number is no more than tens of thousands of living planets, hundreds of thousands of non-habitable planets.

This number looks huge, but it is actually a small gap in a large pond compared to the scale of hundreds of billions of stars and countless nebulae in the Milky Way.

And the universe has now been observed, there are hundreds of billions of galaxies the size of the Milky Way, each with hundreds of billions of solar systems, this terrifying scale, not to mention what has not yet been observed, and whether there is a universe outside the universe.

A mecha human civilization, even if it is a king-level master who can destroy the planet Miè, is only a drop in the ocean.

But in any case, he still has reverence for the White King, a martyr who does not care about his ideals for the sake of his ideals.

"Because, you're not what I thought you were," said the White King softly. "I'm a reasonable person. Fate should let you die at the hands of Shi Nandi, then you should not be killed by me. ”

"Didn't you choose to fight, fight against your fate?" asked Garon rhetorically. "Why are you resigned to your fate now?" he tried to find a topic, but he still couldn't help but bring it up.

Hearing his words, the White King shook his head.

"Since fate is the trend I aspire to, why should I turn him around?" he replied with a smile.

He no longer looked at Garon, but walked down the stone steps of the palace square. Walk down the stone steps one step at a time.

Garon looked around, and it was deserted and empty, except for the ground that seemed to have faint traces of the aftermath of the Great War, with dents and chips everywhere.

He looked at the White King, who was getting farther and farther away in front of him, and still chose to follow.

On the long stone steps of the white palace, two small dots slowly descend one after the other.

Descending the stone staircase, the White King walked to a blood-colored stele that was diagonally inserted into the ground, stood still, and reached out to gently caress the texture of the stele as if caressing the skin of a lover.

Garon stopped behind him, frowning at him, not knowing what the White King was intending to do.

"Do you know?" said the White King.

“？”

Garon watched him silently, waiting for the following.

"The current fate is that I have twisted it into this with my own hands," said the White King peacefully.

"What the hell are you trying to do with me?!" Garon frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Ever heard of a saying?" the White King turned back and smiled slightly. "One Day in Heaven, One Year on Earth"

He lifted his fingers, and the tips lit up with a tiny glimmer of gold.

As the glimmer dissipated, Garon realized. All the bodies under his legs have been frozen to the ground.

It wasn't ice that froze him, but an extremely clear dark golden crystal crystal.

Click

Dark golden crystals slowly grew. Crawling up Garon's legs, like a living thing. Continuously cover more areas that spread. They absorb the icy chill naturally released by Garon itself. And can quickly strengthen itself.

"It's !?" Garon tried to move his legs, but the power of the crystals was extremely strong. "Golden Void Crystal! The Strongest Imprisoning Substance?"

This thought flashed through his mind, and Garon soon felt that his body was out of control, and the dark golden crystal spread more and more upward as he struggled, and soon covered his chest and directly imprisoned his throat.

cold

For the first time in so many years, Garon felt cold for the first time since he practiced the Cold Domain Peacock Technique.

A penetrating coldness that penetrated into the bone marrow kept trying to burrow deep into his skin and bones.

Pump!!

The phantom of the peacock struggled and wailed behind Garon. Let out a final howl. Countless white ice crystal vines tried to spread behind Garon, forming a huge ice net to borrow.

But there is nothing to borrow from the void here.

"Did you know? The White King held out a finger again, "Many people call me, absolutely twisted"

The dark golden shimmer flickered.

Disheveled!!

All the ice crystal vines shattered abruptly, turning into countless white points of light and falling down one after another.

Garon's whole person was completely sealed in the dark golden crystal, unable to move, and the whole person could only stare at the White King with wide eyes. The terrifying force field all over his body was constantly trying to condense and entangle, but it was directly dispersed by an inexplicable distorting force, condensing again and again. Broken up again and again,

Even the power of the soul seed was completely collapsed by this twisted force, and Garon's body fell into chaos.

"Distortion is an absolute concept! As long as this is the limit, any biological substance can only have one property. That's the twist," the White King explained quietly. "Without a concept of your own, no matter how much you struggle, it doesn't make any sense. ”

He still had a pure smile on his face.

"You're right here. Wait for your fate."

Turning, he slowly walked towards the top of the white palace. The figure faded away and slowly disappeared on the stone steps. No trace was seen again.

Garon looked through the crystal in the direction the White King had left. It wasn't until the other party left completely that the distorting force weakened slightly.

"Distorted?"

He tried to condense the ontological restoration of the Cold Domain Peacock Gong. However, the secret martial arts of life could not penetrate the void power that the crystal absorbed into the outside world at all, and there was a huge devouring power that directly sucked away the cold qi on his body.

With this devouring power, the large amount of cold qi accumulated on Garon's body was rapidly decreasing.

Syllable!

A blue silk thread that tried to stick out of the palm exploded and broke directly.

"Trouble!" Garon's heart sank, "This devouring power is not strong, it is even weak compared to myself, but because of this additional twisted power, I can't condense my devouring power at all!!"

At this moment, he had confirmed that the White King had no murderous intentions towards him, but because his strength exceeded his prediction, it was likely to change the general trend, so he imprisoned him here, waiting for the inevitability of the future.

"If the White King hadn't lied to me before, then this should be a place with a limit gravitational multiple, and this gravitational force can even distort and change the flow of time, the so-called heaven and earth for a year, he originally fought this idea"

Garon instantly seemed to understand the White King's intentions.

At this moment, he looked out through the crystal, and the meteorites in the sky outside seemed to be turning faster, and there was a tendency to get faster and faster.

Suddenly, several streams of light fell from the sky, rushed directly up the white steps, and soon shot down in an instant, and flew back into the peripheral meteorite flow.

There was white and blue in the streamer, and it seemed that there was a human figure wrapped in it, but it was impossible to see it clearly with Garon's eyesight.

In the ground around the crystal, the stones gradually crumbled, became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into grains of sand, which coalesced into earth under the moist water vapor.

Boom!

Fragments of meteors, large and small, fell from the sky, and the larger fragments repeated the process and turned into dirt.

Gradually, Garon felt the dirt around the crystal getting higher and higher, more and more. Gradually ascending from the feet of the crystal, and soon reaching the waist, almost half of him was submerged.

Looking at this qiē change, Garon finally realized something.

"Sure enough, even time was distorted by him"

He looked through the crystal, and it felt like it had only been a few hours, but the outside world seemed to have passed a long, long time (to be continued......