In the dream, the mandala faintly heard the wails of despair, the murderous laughter and the rapid gasping of the black light, and finally everything was drowned in the continuous roar of explosions......

When she woke up, she found that she had already left the nightmarish underground research institute, "Black dog!" After a moment of trance, she immediately remembered what happened before her consciousness was scattered, and when she turned around, she saw the black-haired boy sitting on a stone slab not far away.

Even though his identity had been confirmed, Mandala still felt unbelievable, the fierce and cunning big black dog had turned into a young man who was not outstanding in appearance, except for the familiar smile that appeared at the corner of his mouth from time to time, he couldn't see the clue at all!

After a moment's pause, her eyes widened suddenly, as if she had thought of something.

Seeing his appearance, Hei Huang shrugged his shoulders and said, "As you think, this world is my hometown, and what you see now is also what I once was." ”

"No wonder many of your actions are incompatible with the demon race......"

The two looked at each other, silent, their expressions indescribably complex, they had been lost in this time and space for nearly ten years, and now when they saw each other, they had the illusion of being in a different world.

Hei Huang took out a cigarette from his arms, put it in his mouth and lit it, took a deep breath and swallowed the clouds, but he couldn't help coughing, he couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, and met the strange gaze of the mandala, "Do you want to take a puff too?"

"It's not good. ”

Hearing this, Hei Huang shook his head indifferently, he raised his hand and slowly pointed to the sky, "True or false?"

"It's both true and false. ”

The mandala immediately understood, and said with a solemn expression: "This should have been a dream caused by this king with your memory, and the reason why I came to this time and space from the long river of time is probably related to the power of time sealed in your left arm!"

"This plane comes from the past, a tributary that was forcibly separated from the river of time by our arrival, and now this tributary is about to dissipate and return to where it should be. As she spoke, her gaze also turned to the end of the turbulent sky, and continued: "In this time and space, this king has lost all its strength, and it is the first time that he has been so weak thousands of years ago, but he has not lost it, but he has lost his sense of strength because he has been rejected by this heaven and earth. ”

"In other words, this plane really exists, and only the two of us are false?" Hei Huang asked.

"Almost, you and I are still in the Heavenly Spirit Continent, but if we are wiped out in this time and space, you and I will really die!"

"And this king speculates that the flow of time in this time and space is not synchronized with the Heavenly Spirit Continent, although we have been lost here for nearly ten years, maybe the Heavenly Spirit Continent has only passed for a moment......"

Speaking of this, fear appeared in Mandala's eyes, and he looked at Hei Huang with a strange look, "You should also sense that a few days ago, a great chaos suddenly broke out in this space-time, which increased the speed of extinction, and ...... We've inadvertently crossed the taboo through time, and there's something terrifying looking for us!"

"If it weren't for that, this king wouldn't have made such a decision, if the time of the crystal light technique had passed...... Fortunately, you arrived in time, and although the situation is still urgent, as long as you can find the 'core' of this plane, you can leave......"

"Mandala, can the future be changed?" Hei Huang suddenly spoke, but his tone had a tense feeling, revealing a little imperceptible madness!

"If you talk about changing your memory, it's easy for Duoben Wang to come by, but if you change the future, hahaha......" Mandala was stunned for a moment, and laughed loudly, but quickly retracted because he saw the seriousness on Hei Huang's face, without the slightest joke, "Do you want to ...... No way!"

"You just said that this plane comes from the past, and it does exist! How is it impossible to change in the future?"

"Impossible!" Mandala was extremely excited, repeating many times and his tone was aggravated, wanting to completely dispel Hei Huang's thoughts, but he didn't think about it but made the other party even more reverie, so he suddenly rushed to the front and stared straight into Hei Huang's eyes, "The future is changing all the time! Any move or decision you make now may change the direction of the future." ”

"Attention, there is no way to predict the changes that this king said!"

There are great avenues in the world, and living beings also have fate, but they are different, and there is a great ability to spy on some heavenly opportunities with the technique of defying the sky, and deduce the number of lives of living beings under the innate realm, because this is destined to be unchangeable!

According to Mandala, the future does not belong to the number of fate, from the rise and fall of the country and the society, to the fate of the misfortune accompanied by fortune and misfortune, this is all part of the heavenly machine, even if you spy on the slightest bit or even understand the cause and effect, but it must not be revealed!

"Hei Huang, in the current time and space, you are a person from the future, you have insight into cause and effect, and you should have done a lot of so-called 'changing the future' thing, right?"

Hearing this, Hei Huang's pupils involuntarily constricted, if he understood according to Mandala, he was 'changing the future' from the moment he entered the Wang family in advance!

And so it was. The mandala stood with snake pupils, his voice became cold, with an invisible sense of oppression, and he sneered: "Cunning like you, but because of personal feelings, you played a little clever!"

"This king reminds you one last time, this is the past, and your so-called future is the present!"

This short sentence, like a thunderbolt, roared in his mind, instantly shattering all the illusions of Hei Huang, he trembled all over, and his voice was dry, "Really, is it really impossible? I have obviously changed the future direction in my memory......

"It's all going to be erased!"

Mandala glared and shouted, "Heihuang, be sober! This king said at the beginning, this time and space is just a tributary of the long river of time, everything that happens here will eventually die, and all variables will be erased by the forbidden things, and that thing has already sensed you and me, if you don't find the 'core' and leave here before the end comes, you and I will be wiped out together!"

"Everything will be back on track, and the heavens will not change!"

"No! it's not like that!" Hei Huang suddenly roared, his expression was hideous and crazy, and his face was gloomy and sneered, "Mandala, you didn't tell me the truth as always...... The heavenly machine can be changed, but the thing in the forbidden is preventing it!"

hit the nail on the head, making Mandala speechless, and he stopped talking several times before he could hold back his words, "That's why I can't change it!"

"What exactly is something in the taboo?"

"I haven't seen it, I don't know!"

"And what is the 'core' of this plane?"

"I don't know!" Mandala gasped, really angry, but still forced himself to explain, "The so-called core is the reason for the formation of a piece of time and space, it may be a person, it may be a dead thing...... So where to start is up to your judgment. ”

"Isn't the core of what you said just the two of us?" Hei Huang was stunned.

"It's not that simple, if it's just you and me, there shouldn't be anything other than your original memory!"

This answer was too vague and unclear for Hei Huang to understand, but fortunately, Mandala suddenly enlightened him with a simple and rude sentence, "If what happened in this past time and space subverts the cognition you once remembered, then you and I are not the 'core'!"

"You mean ......"

"Yes, this chaotic time and space is like a story, whoever is the protagonist of this story is the core!"

Hei Huang's expression twisted into a ball, as if he had eaten a dead fly, and he couldn't say the feeling, "Then what are we?"

"The green leaves next to the flowers, the dispensable pebbles. ”