Mythological origin

Chapter 198 The End of History
"What did I do in the parallel world to provoke the swords of the spirit of good fortune and Wuling who tried to cut off the timeline at the same time?" Looking at the two huge holes in his chest, Bai Mo couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Judging from the power fluctuations lingering above, he can easily tell that the black and white swords are attacks from the spirit of creation and the spiritless respectively.

The attacks of both are slashing the future beyond the imagination of ordinary people, trying to eliminate all the white ink in the parallel world before a certain moment.

With one strike, hundreds of millions could be killed.

With his current state, at most he could be aware of the fact that he was about to be stabbed a little earlier, but there was no way to avoid it.

It belongs to the true sense of "the king of Hades wants you to die at the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch".

No matter where he hides or how many armors he stacks, this sword will pierce his body at the same time.

That's why he wasn't in a hurry.

Anyway, whether it is urgent or not, the sword will only come at that moment.

It is inevitable to be hit by a sword, and the only way to work hard is to ensure that you will not be taken away by a sword.

Facing the sword that must hit, the blood bar is thick enough.

……

The two big mouths of black and white are constantly wrestling with Bai Mo, they want to continue to compress the encirclement, while Bai Mo wants to protect the Quantum Bow and the Imperial Fleet behind him.

One after another, the leading ships of Daqian disappeared in the faint blue flames, heading for destinations that they didn't even know.

Perhaps it crashed directly into another sun, or appeared directly inside the planet.

Of course, it is more likely to appear in another boundless space.

After all, 99.9999% of the volume of the universe is empty.

And amidst the blue flames, the last scene reflected in the eyes of those who fled in a hurry was that figure standing upright.

Countless people stood in front of the large and small projection screens in the ship, took off their hats, and paid tribute to this unsung hero who sacrificed his life to cover the escape of mankind.

They don't know too much inside information, they only know that someone is "sacrificing" for them.

……

"It's still about 15 minutes." Bai Mo glanced at the situation of the imperial fleet, and roughly estimated the time he needed to hold on.

There are too many spaceships in the empire, even if the quantum bow is already running at overclocking, it will still take a while.

"How long can you hold on?" Bai Mo received a letter from Kirkov.

He is currently the commander-in-chief of the entire large evacuation plan-the Urban Plan, and is responsible for orderly dispatching the fleet to leave.

"Half an hour, I guess you shouldn't take that long."

"After 15 minutes and 22 seconds, I will retreat on the leader ship No. [-], which is the last to leave. The history of Terra has come to an end." Kirkov said with some emotion.

Before hearing Bai Mo's words, he was also a little worried that the other party would not be able to hold on. After all, he was the queen of the palace, and now he finally felt relieved.

"Before I leave, I still want to ask, who is it that wants to destroy us humans?"

"Of course you will know when you come to my place." For their safety, Bai Mo didn't answer.

The existence of the spirit of creation is too high, and it is easy to attract attention just by "knowing" itself.

"..."

"So we are so weak that we don't even have the right to know the truth?"

"It's good to know."

"..."

"Practice hard, maybe there will be a day of revenge." Bai Mo smiled, as if the knife hadn't stabbed him.

"Are you...will you die?" Before leaving, Ramdo suddenly interrupted and asked.

"If you don't die, how can I die." Bai Mo seemed to be teasing.

"I understand." After hearing this, Ramdo took the lead ship and disappeared into the blue light of the quantum bullet bow.

"I understand too." Farrell also looked suddenly enlightened.

"..."

Seeing the three of them playing charades, Kirkov was a little puzzled.

"Ghost fairy." Farrell threw two words to him who was still a little depressed, and his consciousness left the place.

"Ghosts living in memory..." After listening to the reminder, Kirkov realized that Bai Mo was not self-sacrificing at all, but was using the special abilities of ghosts to save his own life!

He was touched for a while in vain just now!

Ghosts, as the weirdest one among heaven, earth, people, gods and ghosts, their positive output is indeed a disgrace to the immortals. The destructive power of the seventh-level ghost spells is not much stronger than that of ordinary monks of the sixth level.

But they have the most perverted ability to survive, and all kinds of weird methods.

For example, as long as there are monks lower than them who remember the existence of a certain ghost, then this ghost cannot be completely killed unless it is suicide.

Just like the Red World and Gaia who troubled the earth back then, they just committed suicide in the end.

The same is true for Bai Mo, his ghost immortality has already entered the eighth level, as long as he remembers that the true immortals of his empire are immortal, he cannot be completely killed.

The black and white twin swords from a higher existence naturally knew about this, so they opened up when they came up, ready to wipe out human civilization.

You can't die if someone still remembers you, then I will kill everyone who remembers you!
They are all dead, so no one will remember you.

But no matter what, even though subjectively his purpose was impure, Bai Mo was still saving their lives objectively.

Even if you figured it out, it wouldn't change the result.

But after knowing the reason, everyone's mentality is indeed not as heavy as before.

Why is Bai Mo turning his back on all beings and Tianyuan? If you don't know the reason, it's still very touching to watch.

……

"Goodbye." Kirkov, who left as the fleet commander, said softly, looking at the background of white ink.

"If there is a destiny, we will meet again." Bai Mo, who had been corroded by the power of the black and white swords at this time, with his face that could cause mass phobia to die on the spot, turned his head rarely, instead of A face grew directly on the back of the head and said.

Watching the departure of the last Daqian leader ship, Bai Mo's right hand that overclocked the quantum bow also burned to the end like a candle.

"I guess I bet it on the new era." Looking at the empty right arm, Bai Mo smiled, then opened a space door with his left hand, and dragged the two hands on his chest with his broken body. The sword flew in together.

The two big mouths that stretched for millions of miles behind the sword only "ate" an overclocked and scrapped quantum bow, and together with the two swords, they were sucked into the space gate.

When the last traces of all this between heaven and earth disappeared, there was an explosion behind the door like a collision between heaven and earth, and a few rays of light overflowed from the gap in the collapsed space door. Everything seemed to be over...

?
……

"Is the spiritual energy level of Profound Sky Continent so low?"

(End of this chapter)