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On the other side, Xia Lin used his "past" as a shield and turned his past into reality with "Huntian Treasure Mirror". As the last line of defense, Xia Lin stood firmly in front of Jun Tianhao's spear of time.
The mysterious universe, ninety-nine return to one, one painting opens the sky.
Just like a movie, after the ending is doomed, at the beginning and during the process, how the characters struggle in it, and all the hard work and struggles, can't avoid the ending.
But Xia Lin stepped in at this time, edited the beginning and process of another movie, and stuffed it in front of the ending, making the whole movie look wrong.
Therefore, the spear of the 'future' on this timeline is easy enough to pierce through the zero point of the source, but it is absolutely impossible to pierce his 'past' with one blow.
What happens when the strongest spear collides with the strongest shield?
The sharp spear pierced the shield, killing the shield bearer... or did the strong shield block the spear?
neither.
After the spear of time in the 'future' hit the shield of reality in the 'past', everything fell into a confused chaos.
Of course, this kind of confusion is nothing compared to Xia Lin and Jun Tianhao. They all have the ability to find a way out of the chaos.
But only if the other person does not intervene.
The 'past' belongs to Xia Lin, and Jun Tianhao wants to disturb this 'past', so, as a huge variable, he used the entire Cangxuan Realm as a bargaining chip, making it impossible for Xia Lin to contain his 'past'.
One by one, monks, immortals, and gods from the Cangxuan Realm were thrown into Xia Lin's 'past'.
Although more than [-]% of them will be killed in the middle, but under Jun Tianhao's intervention, there will always be one or two lucky ones who are lucky enough to enter Xia Lin's 'past'.
And through these chess pieces, Jun Tianhao has the opportunity to intervene and even tamper with Xia Lin's 'past'.
If Xia Lin's 'past' becomes a mess, and even his own experience is altered beyond recognition, this last line of defense will be breached.
……
past.
On this planet that has lost all its nutrients and even the oceans have been evaporated and drained, it should have died a long time ago.
In the Golden Throne deep within the palace that occupies the northern hemisphere.
Two real 'human beings' meet here in this plot world.
On the other side of the icy sun where the golden psychic radiance rises, the fourth-order high-level spiritual light explodes like a supernova, swearing to its heart's content to its fiery light.
"The dying body bound you instead?"
Visitors gaze at the rotting but half-dead corpse atop the Golden Throne.
Under the psychic power comparable to or even surpassing the light of the fourth-level high-level mind, this corpse, which suffered fatal injuries that could not heal even after 1 years, was like a shadow in the sun, pitiful and pathetic.
"I personally suggest that you give up this flesh and blood body...it's hopeless."
Sitting motionless on the golden throne, the emperor who suppressed the webway for 1 years with his mutilated body, stopped the wrath of the loyal Janissaries with psychic power before they could attack.
"Is this kindness from 'compatriots'?"
"What do you think?" The visitor put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker and looked up at the machine connected to the golden throne. "To put it bluntly, your body is completely rotten, and I can't save you."
"Hehehe, if machines are used to completely replace genes to control life, then I can stand up again...but my heart is no longer beating, my blood is no longer flowing, my brain is no longer functioning, I don't need to breathe, I don't need to eat, and I don't have any physiological reactions. I can't feel the existence of life, I can't feel the changes in the outside world, I can't control my emotions, I can't enjoy the good and bad things together..."
Amidst the golden psychic brilliance, a deep laughter came.
"...in the name of the holy mother Terra, compatriots from the distant time and space, from the past Terra... tell me, is this human?"
"I think therefore I am, I think I am what I am."
The visitor gave the answer nonchalantly.
"But I fucking care."
In the icy psychic radiance, which was so cold that there was no temperature at all, there was the sound of a warm and fragrant mouth.
"In the subspace, I can smash Khorne's dog's head, fuck Tzeentch's bird hair piyan, fuck that green tea girl, burn Nurgle and feed Khorne shit sha// It’s better than a garden... But in the material world, I’d capsize in the gutter, and she’d be nearly strangled to death by a green skin with a cockroach in its mouth..."
"The suffocation brought by the lack of oxygen fills my brain, and the shadow of death is close at hand, stimulating the senses of the nerves."
"But I can feel alive."
"Live as a human, and have nothing to do with the fucking subspace..."
The visitor raised his right hand, and a force field in the form of a golden overlapping polygon spread out around the golden throne, blocking the blazing spiritual energy flames.
"But your dream was in vain, and your empire and your people have been struggling on the verge of despair for 1 years."
Even if he looked directly at the whole time, no psyker could bear the psychic light, and he didn't feel any discomfort.
"They worship you as a god now."
"I don't need their worship."
"But you are indeed a 'god' already."
"..."
"Admit it, after you were forced to sit on this throne, you have already lost to those four third-rate street vendors." The visitor laughed, "They are as immortal as a prisoner, and you once had the freedom of a human being, but now How do you differ from them?"
(PS: Well... this last episode is about Xia Lin's past, you can watch it as a memory...)
Chapter 742 The Birth of the Star Caster