edge of pure land.

Chapter 423 The Second Word of God
Lu Buer bit his fingers and fell into deep thought.

He suddenly remembered the Ruins of Time he had discovered in Half Moon Manor in Linhai City. Everything he had seen there was still vivid in his mind. The Three Sages of the Golden Age had all run into problems after their peak period, and Omega seemed to be behind all of this.

"Stop biting."

Lianhua slapped his hand away and spoke in a reproachful tone.

"Constantine, what kind of person is he?"

Lu Buer was silent for a long time and asked.

Lianhua hesitated for a rare moment, and said softly: "It is difficult for me to describe it to you in words, because most of the things about Constantine have been forgotten under the influence of the secret blood. But I vaguely remember that Constantine was a little special as a holy monarch. Unlike the first and second generations, he, as the third generation, actually did not have much dedication."

Lu Buer was puzzled: "Devotion?"

He did not understand the necessary connection between a divine monarch and devotion.

At this time, Professor Yin Mae gave a reasonable explanation: "Because the sacred monarch is cursed...If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight. This is true for the first generation, and it is also true for the second generation. You can think about it. With the current hibernation technology of mankind, it is entirely possible to preserve the precious combat power of the first and second generations, allowing them to break through the limitations of the times. Even if they only take action once, it will be of great significance to the human world. Of course, even if they don't take action, people like them can change many things just by existing."

Lu Bu Er thought thoughtfully: "But in the end they all went to the North Pole?"

Lianhua said softly, "They are no longer normal in their old age."

Lu Bu Er asked suspiciously, "Old age is auspicious?"

Lianhua hummed: "This seems to be the price of breaking through some kind of restriction."

Lu Buer thought that the limitation here might not refer to strength, because in history there were as many as fifteen people who reached the Tenth Kingdom Realm, and not everyone would have an unlucky old age.

"system."

Professor Yin Ma said confidently: "This is the price of breaking through the system. Because history has been buried, the system of the Evolvers has been hidden by some force. Note that I said hidden, not erased. It exists, but it cannot be detected."

He pointed at himself and said, "Just like that, humans cannot observe the dark matter that is penetrating my body at this moment. Human senses are very limited, even for the evolved ones."

Lu Buer's blood ran cold: "Divine Ashes Technique?"

Professor Yin Haze nodded slowly: "All those who created the so-called new system have broken through certain limitations and have therefore been targeted by something strange."

Lu Buer pointed at himself.

For some reason, he felt a chill down his spine.

"including you."

Professor Yin Mai explained: "The first generation realized this problem the moment they broke through the limit. The second generation had a lesson, but he had no choice. Only the third generation, Constantine, seemed to have planned all this in advance, under the guidance of certain people."

Lu Buer said intuitively: "Military Advisor, Chu Shiqing."

"It's him, but I don't know who he is."

Professor Yin Ma continued, "In the beginning, Medanzo and Gong Yu had a closer relationship. With Gong Yu's assistance, Medanzo could have been crowned with the sacred name first. But Medanzo was too smart. He discovered something and went to the North Pole in advance."

"In other words, Medanzo gave up the coronation after discovering this secret in the Arctic? No, that shouldn't be the case. With Medanzo's wisdom, when he became a saint, he should have guessed that the person who was crowned as a holy monarch would be cursed. But a conceited person like him should never be scared by a mere curse. With his personality, he would voluntarily fall into the trap."

Lianhua analyzed calmly: "Only in this way can he break the curse."

Lu Bu Er hummed: "This is more like him."

Professor Yin Ma did not object to their opinions, but said: "Unless, Medanzo discovered something else in the North Pole, which forced him to give up the coronation."

"What could scare Medanzo?"

Lu Buer recalled what happened in the Ruins of Time and added: "As far as I know, Medanzo not only gave up the coronation himself, but also persuaded Constantine not to be crowned."

I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out at all.

"Actually, you have a way of figuring all this out."

Professor Yin Mae stared at him and said seriously, "Now that you have mastered the secrets of the Divine Ashes Technique, you can sense those things that are hidden and that we cannot sense. If you walk the same path again, you may find something different."

The old man seemed to be hinting at something and said, "There are still secrets hidden in this land."

Lianhua was the first to say, “His fate is about to collapse.”

Professor Yinmai smiled faintly: "I stole a part of the holy words for him."

Lu Bu Er looked at the old man deeply and said, "Why do you have to fight so hard?"

Professor Yin Mai sneered and said, "The Tianren Organization cannot be trusted. Even if you are actually a fallen leaf returning to your roots, they will not accept you from the bottom of their hearts. Sometimes, you have to use some unconventional means. Next, if I guess correctly, their next move is to explore the Land of Fallen Dragons. I emphasize again that the Tianren Organization must not be trusted, except for your little lover."

Lu Buer widened his eyes and thought to himself, you are trying to trick me!
Which pot is not open to mention which pot!
Sure enough, his thigh suddenly hurt.

Lianhua tightened her right hand on his thigh, as if to break his bones.

In this situation, Lu Buer quickly changed the subject: "Speaking of which, I recently discovered some very strange things in the Tianren Organization. There is a spaceship buried underground in the Tianren Organization, which seems to be a technological product of an ancient civilization. In that spaceship, there is a guy called the Arithmetician."

Professor Yin Ha's eyes changed slightly: "It's not easy for you to survive after meeting him."

Lu Bu Er shrugged. "It was indeed thrilling. That guy was secretly conducting human experiments underground in order to create a celestial being who could master the Divine Ash Technique. After we got out alive, the First Elder's guard team showed up and took Elder Helmut away."

Professor Yin Ma was silent for a moment: "It's a bit too easy."

Lu Buer curled his lips and said, "I don't understand the affairs of the Celestial Being Organization either, but judging from the fact that they have banned the practice of the Divine Ashes Technique, it seems that they are not hopeless. I think that the Divine Ashes Technique is very much like a trap left by Omega. Anyone who practices the Divine Ashes Technique may become... artificial intelligence. Once humans become artificial intelligence, they will be invaded by Omega."

He raised his hands, and a holy light screen lit up in his palms, showing two completely different brain structures. The left side looked like a cross-section of the human brain, and the right side was a golden tree diagram.

This magical scene comes from the exquisite control of the order factor.

Based on the data he obtained, Lu Buer used magic to show the changes in the human brain after practicing the Divine Ashes, and explained: "When the celestial beings who practiced the Order Factor merged the Immortal Body and the Order Factor at the same time... well, this is difficult, but not impossible. After all, some scumbags would even risk their lives to forcibly merge the two alien arts in an attempt to reproduce the Divine Ashes. In this process, their brains will change, and through continuous in-depth research on mathematics, their thoughts will become more rational, and their thinking patterns will solidify..."

Lianhua rolled her eyes.

Professor Yin Mai had a gloomy face and said nothing. This kid was obviously making a veiled accusation.

Lu Buer put his hands together, and the two completely different structural diagrams merged, looking like the human brain gradually becoming fibrotic, like a group of tangled tree roots.

"At this time, the brains of these people will mutate. Although it is not enough to master the Divine Ash Technique, it can make their thinking patterns infinitely close to Omega. At that time, these people will become a state similar to a terminal, and can access Omega's consciousness."

The holy light in his palm went out, and was replaced by sunlight: "In other words, these days people still cannot master the Divine Ashes Technique, but they use this method to bypass the rules and access Omega's power. In other words, Omega borrowed their bodies to perform the Divine Ashes Technique."

There was a ripple in Lianhua's cold eyes, and she whispered, "Holy High Priest?"

Lu Fujiu hummed.

The same logic applies to the operation of the Holy High Priest. The difference is that the Tree of Life itself is also a product of a set of programs without self-awareness, so it looks no different.

As for the existence of Lianhua, it is the only exception in this system, because it can interfere with this set of rules to a certain extent, which is a very incredible thing in the entire supernatural field, as if the game characters controlled by the players suddenly have emotions and possess autonomous initiative.

Especially after Lu Buer received the instructions from the Creator, this woman became more and more unreasonable. She first broke away from the control of the so-called God and set up her own business. She was able to completely ignore the operating logic of the Tree of Life, and she even treated the God Tree as an infinite energy reserve pool, borrowing divine power without restraint without paying any cost.

It's simply the reverse of Tiangang.

This is just like in the "Terminator" series, Skynet created a mechanical army to destroy the world, but one of the robots also gained self-awareness. Not only is it no longer controlled by artificial intelligence, but it can also use its computing power to strengthen itself and help humans form a resistance army.

How ironic! Humans created uncontrollable artificial intelligence, but artificial intelligence also ended up creating something that it itself could not control.

"However, the talents of the celestial beings are limited, and the strength of the God Ashes will also be affected by this. Although the order factor has no academic distinction, it is still applicable to the strength system of four energy levels. Only a very small number of celestial beings have mastered the order factor corresponding to the truth level, and those with better talents only have the order factor corresponding to the virtual level. They risked their lives to try to fuse the alien arts of the origin sequence, but they have never seen anyone who can fuse the immortal body of the truth level. Even the fission body of the virtual level is very rare, and they have to bear the cost of the collapse of their destiny."

Lu Bu Er continued, "In short, the conditions for mastering the Divine Ash Technique are very harsh. It can be said to be a thankless task. Once you succeed, it will only help Omega. No wonder the Celestial Being Organization has banned it. After all, even I don't understand how to use this thing, let alone others."

Professor Yin Mae pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "But as far as it can be seen, the research on the Divine Ashes Technique within the Tianren Organization has been going on for many years. Otherwise, why did the Tianren Organization desire Medanzo so much back then? And why did they regard Chen Jing as a treasure after finding her?"

Lianhua said expressionlessly: "Perhaps, as long as you have the Omega core or pseudo-core, you can avoid control and master the Divine Ashes Technique while ensuring self-awareness. Why does the Tianren Organization know that they need Chen Jing? Because they have done many experiments."

When she mentioned her love rival, her tone was flat.

"Indeed, if you have the Omega core, you can be safe regardless of whether it is real or fake. But the question is, how much does the Celestial Beings know about the Divine Ashes Technique? Do they know that practicing the Divine Ashes Technique rashly will lead to the invasion of Omega?"

Lu Buer held up two fingers: "I heard a rumor recently..."

Professor Yin Mae glanced at him and asked: "There are two supreme ancestors?"

Lu Fuji nodded slightly.

"Regarding this, we also discovered that there are completely contradictory doctrines within this Tianren organization. The only reasonable explanation is that there are two ancestors. However, at present, we can't find any evidence to prove this. We don't have the Divine Ashes Technique, and we are not you."

Professor Yin Haze stared at him with deep eyes and said, "If there are really two supreme ancestors in the world, then one of them must be hidden. Perhaps you can find evidence of his existence from some clues. Of course, there is another idea."

He raised his finger, and the tip of his finger lit up with holy light: "That is to understand the traditional supreme ancestor inside the Tianren Organization. Only by understanding him can we understand the truth."

Lianhua glanced at the old man's finger.

The holy light shining at the fingertips seems to contain an ancient past.

Holy Word.

This is the holy word that Professor Yin Mai found at the risk of his life.

This is of great significance to Lu Buer, because the Holy Word can not only trace back past history, but more importantly, it can help him alleviate the astrological conflicts in his body to a great extent. Otherwise, no matter how good his talent is, it is impossible for him to make further progress in a short period of time and be promoted to the seventh rational realm.

"I see."

Lu Bu Er took a deep breath and said, "Come on."

Professor Yin Ma's right hand landed on his forehead, and the mental technique was suddenly activated.

Bang.

It was as if something exploded in Lu Buer's mind.

Memory recall!

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For a moment, Lu Buer's eyes seemed to go back through endless time and space.

Under the rugged glacier is a huge steel shelter. The cold wind carries tiny ice flowers that hit the glass ceiling, and below is a lush green garden full of vitality.

The garden was full of children in hospital gowns, ranging from three to eight years old, speaking different languages ​​and from different races, obviously from all over the world. These children were very pale, but not weak, but full of energy, chasing butterflies in the flowers.

Someone swooped down and caught a blue butterfly like a nimble rabbit.

This was the only girl among the children who was not wearing a hospital gown. Instead, she was wearing a pure white dress with floral patterns. After catching the butterfly, she raised her pure eyes, without a trace of emotion in her pupils.

"Sister, here you go."

She turned around and spoke to the girl behind her, her voice cold and emotionless.

Her sister followed behind her in a hospital gown and reached out to take the blue butterfly.

Her hands were delicate and fair, but covered with red and swollen needle prickles.

It’s so dense and shocking.

"Thank you."

The elder sister reached out and touched her younger sister's soft black hair, but there was no joy on her icy face.

"Why is sister unhappy?"

"There are only butterflies of one color among the flowers, and there are only a few varieties of flowers planted. I told you that the land in my hometown can grow many flowers, and there are butterflies of various colors among the flowers. I haven't been back for a long time, and I want to go home."

"I've never been anywhere else. I think this is our home."

"You grew up here, and this is certainly your home, but it's not mine."

"why?"

“Because my family isn’t here.”

"Does my sister have any other family members?"

"There are my parents and my younger brother."

"What is a brother?"

"Well, you are a female and you are younger than me, so you are my sister. And my brother is a male who is younger than me. If you meet him, you will like him."

"Is home where there are family members?"

"Yes."

"But mine is your family too."

"I'm sorry... I didn't say you're not my family, but don't you think it's boring to stay here? When we recover from our illness, I can take you back with me."

"Where is your sister's home?"

"East."

"Where is the East?"

"It's a long way from here."

My sister raised her delicate finger and pointed to the distance: "Just keep walking in that direction. I don't know how far it will take, but I'll find it if I keep walking."

The man laughed from behind, and gently pressed down her sister's hand that was pointing to the distance: "This is the Arctic Circle. It's too far to walk from here to the east. When our research project is finished, someone will come to pick us up... We will take a special plane back."

"What is a special plane?"

My sister raised her innocent and indifferent face.

"Plane, a big thing that can fly. We all came here by plane."

After my sister finished her patient explanation, she turned around and said sternly, "Doc, how long do we have to wait here? When we were in San Francisco, you said that the treatment would only take six months."

The man sighed and said regretfully, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect this. Our treatment in San Francisco was not completely successful, and I don't know why...your physical condition suddenly worsened, which forced us to conduct a deeper examination. I know you miss home, but if you want to completely cure cancer, that land won't work. Our research requires the most primitive environment, and the Arctic is the best choice."

He looked apologetic and said helplessly: "If we had known that you didn't like the Arctic, we could have chosen to go to the Antarctic, so that you might have been able to see penguins."

My sister looked frustrated.

My sister looked up, not quite understanding.

"This is also for the sake of humanity. If we don't solve the cancer problem, it won't be long before everyone gets cancer. Your parents and your brother are no exception."

The man squatted down and pinched the elder sister and younger sister's face: "You two are the hope of all mankind. If it weren't for you...when the apocalypse virus breaks out, mankind will be extinct."

Suddenly there were cries in the garden.

A boy sat on the ground and cried loudly, like a wronged puppy.

"Stay away from me!"

The girl crossed her arms and said fiercely, "I don't like the smell of you."

Another older boy said helplessly: "Xia, you are bullying again."

"I didn't bully Gong."

Xia was as beautiful as a cherry blossom in late spring. Although she was still young, she had already revealed a stunning charm. The pure white in the corners of her eyes was particularly moving: "It was obviously him who bullied me first." Gong sat on the ground sobbing, aggrieved and said: "Don't come near the flowers I raised. I worked hard to keep them alive, and they died when you, a jinx, came."

Xia widened her beautiful eyes, a deep red color appeared in the depths of her eyes: "I am a jinx, what are you? When you become more and more smelly, no one will play with you anymore."

"Oh, kids are so boring."

The older boy turned around and looked at the fat man who was eating a chocolate bar. He couldn't help but complain: "Sister told you to watch them order, why are you just busy eating?"

The little fat boy, his mouth full, muttered, "I only listen to the doctor!"

The man came over and said helplessly, "Be quiet, we are all family, don't hurt each other. Are you being worthy of your sister by making such a fuss?"

My sister glanced at the four of them and turned her head away silently.

My sister looked at them with curiosity, her expression still indifferent.

"Leave it to me, Doctor."

The young woman pushed open the door and walked in, holding fresh fruits and vegetables in her arms: "Come on, kids, come over here to replenish your vitamins. In this cold land, these are the most precious ingredients. Line up later and don't fight or fight."

The children seemed to like eating fruits and vegetables very much, and they came over to line up obediently.

Only the elder sister was walking at the back, holding the younger sister's hand, whispering to each other.

"Professor An."

The doctor smiled amiably and asked, "Has Professor Lu made another breakthrough in genetic modification technology?"

"Yeah, it's all thanks to your son's help."

Professor An smiled gently and responded, "To be honest, although your son has been ill since childhood and has never been exposed to the outside world, he is the smartest human being I have ever seen."

The doctor shrugged. "God has closed all the doors for him. He must open a window for him. Otherwise, it would be too unfair. Come to think of it, I didn't expect that he would be so interested in academics. He has many psychological problems... depression, anxiety, obsessive-compulsive disorder, autism, etc., and he also has complex personality disorders. As a father, I have no way to get along with him. I also didn't expect that you two could become friends with him."

Professor An smiled and replied, "Is it because you are too busy with work and don't have time to spend time with him? In fact, it was difficult for us to communicate with him at first, but we were patient. Perhaps when you have time, you can try to repair your father-son relationship."

She stressed: "The key is patience. Our son is not a pushover."

The doctor smiled bitterly and said, "Unfortunately, what I lack most is patience."

Professor An looked around the garden: "What is all this?"

The doctor was silent for a second: "It's a compromise."

Professor An was stunned: "Compromise?"

The doctor smiled and said, "Anyway, you will understand it later."

Professor An stared into his eyes and said, "Doctor, you seem a little strange lately."

The doctor sighed, "Maybe we've been under too much pressure recently. Aurora's cash flow has some problems, but we can't go back. The experiments here can only last for a year at most. A year is too difficult for us to explore the ultimate secret of life."

Professor An comforted her, "It's okay. There will always be a way out. Everything we have done in the past may sound like a fantasy, but we have done it."

The doctor was silent for a second: "This time is different after all. We are facing the ultimate choice of the world. The fate of all mankind is in our hands, and we are isolated and helpless. Those people don't trust us at all. Once the research here is discovered..."

Professor An smiled and said, "We still have children."

The doctor was stunned: "Didn't you say that you are against using children as weapons?"

Professor An shook his head: "I never said that the children are weapons. They are our companions and family. What's wrong with family protecting each other? I just don't want them to get hurt. For their safety... I can sacrifice everything."

The doctor reminded: "Your son is still waiting for you at home."

Professor An said softly: "If the Apocalypse virus cannot be stopped, then the world he lives in will be destroyed. And the children are the key to stopping all this... I protect the children, which means I am protecting him. I believe he will understand us."

The doctor cheered up and said with a smile: "Well, we haven't reached such a serious situation yet. When I founded Aurora, I had already thought about this day. If it really comes to the last resort, I still have a backup plan, and then I can..."

At this moment, the garden door was pushed open again.

A middle-aged man with an anxious face walked in and said with a weird expression: "What happened just now? The safe haven suddenly sounded an alarm, and someone left here!"

Professor An frowned slightly: "Old Deer, are you confused? There are only three of us here."

The doctor's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly said: "No, there is another person..."

Alarms blared in the haven, glaciers shook, and avalanches fell.

There was also a buzzing sound in Lu Buer's mind, and his pupils began to tremble violently.

"What do you see?"

Lianhua was surprised when she saw his expression.

Because Lu Buer has never shown such a strange expression.

Absurd, shocking, weird, terrifying.

"I saw the era of the Supreme Ancestor."

In the long silence, Lu Buer took a long time to suppress the fear in his heart. He took a deep breath to relax himself, and recalled the memories he had seen in the Holy Word before. He said word by word: "The era where the Supreme Ancestor lived was probably no different from the 21st century. And where he was, I saw my parents! Of course, there is also..."

A severe headache came over him and he fell directly on the table and passed out.

"How is this going?"

Lianhua tried to push him but failed to wake him up, and subconsciously raised her head.

"I do not know either."

Professor Yin Mae murmured, "Maybe his CPU burned out."

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Qusayr, Red Sea coast.

There was a faint sound of hot wind sweeping through the desolate and dilapidated streets. In the shocking silence, the sound of footsteps could be heard faintly, and the weathered stones were gently crushed, making crisp sounds.

"he came."

The man in black robe stood by the broken window and said hoarsely, "Do you want to take action?"

"No, the Lord's order is only for us to hold on. As long as we are not all dead, the alchemical matrix arranged by God will not collapse, and he will never be able to get close to the real place where the falling dragon falls. This human is very special, and we can't be his opponent." Someone whispered in his ear.

"For some reason, this person's existence gives me an inexplicable sense of familiarity, and an unspeakable fear. It's as if I have seen him somewhere before, but I can't remember where. But I clearly remember him, even the song he hummed is so familiar." Someone else made a hoarse murmur, and the sound was like the groan of a dying person.

"If it's the Cocoon Breaker, it would be normal for you to sound familiar with it, right?"

"Do you still remember what happened back then?"

"I have almost forgotten everything. What I can remember is my deepest fear."

"So that man needs to be vigilant."

The man in black robe heard the footsteps approaching on the long street and whispered, "Don't worry, I know you are afraid. But this time, the Lord asked me to bring that guy with me. If necessary, we will lift his seal. No matter how strong that man is, he must be buried here."

The ghosts whispered and laughed hoarsely.

"The premise is that he can find us."

"The entire city has been subjected to the effects of the Hidden Blood. It is a prison for him."

“Just like those years in the Holy Mountain.”

In the silence, the walls of the building suddenly trembled, as if someone was tapping on the walls gently from outside, with a frequency as elegant as tapping on a piano, like a polite visit.

But unexpectedly, after just a moment, the frequency of the knocking suddenly accelerated. The initial crisp sound was superimposed countless times within a second, bursting out with the momentum of a tsunami. The wall shook off the floating dust in the violent tremor, the concrete cracked and collapsed, and the stone bricks shattered.

boom!
The black-robed man's head was held down and smashed against the wall, exploding on the spot.

Blood flowers exploded and blood filled the air like fog.

"I can't find you. Who gave you the courage?"

Medanzo, wearing a long windbreaker, stood in the diffuse blood mist with an umbrella in his hand. The scorching sunlight was condensed in his raised right hand, and the light pierced the air like a sword and illuminated the darkness.

The sword light was pointing in the direction where the ghosts were gathering.

Endless light engulfed the ghosts. Those present were undoubtedly human bodies transformed from the Corruption Sequence, but at this moment they melted and disintegrated like sand in the wind, without even making a scream.

"There is nothing in this world that can hold me in a cage. If I don't fall into the trap voluntarily, even the Holy Mountain can't hold me in."

Medanzo was like a child who was fighting with others. He calmly shook the smoking fingertips of his right hand and sniffed the air. "Secret blood? That's nothing."

A faint whisper was heard in the darkness.

That was the last remaining will of a human being who had turned into a ghost.

"Medanzo..."

He whispered hoarsely.

"Oh, now I seem to have figured something out. I should have seen you before, right?"

Medanzo smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, but I don't remember a minion like you."

He turned around and walked down the stairs, standing on the empty and quiet street.

Snapped.

A crisp snap of fingers.

Countless shining swords were suspended in the sky above the city. The scorching sun rays fell like a rainstorm, sweeping over every corner of the ruins. The ghosts in the darkness had nowhere to hide. They evaporated like boiling steam and dissipated in the burning wind.

"It's really boring. Why don't you come out and fight me, old friend?"

A sun wheel made of the sword of light floated above Medanzo's head, his pupils seemed to be burning with the scorching sun, and his long black windbreaker fluttered in the wind like a battle flag.

"Gong Yu... No, I should call you Gong Cheng, that's your original name. You know, these minions you split off can't possibly be my opponents. In fact, I don't understand why you wanted to eat them back then? Do these wastes mean a lot to you?"

He walked in the empty city, looking at the black smoke evaporated by the sunlight, and said lightly: "But then again, you are indeed a nostalgic person. At first I didn't know why you always liked to call me old friend. It was not until now that I know that we are indeed very, very old friends. I even remember your original name."

Unfortunately no one responded.

This city is rife with corruption.

But those human bodies were like ants to Medanzo.

At his level of life, only the God of Wilderness is worthy of fighting with him.

Only the true form of the God could possibly defeat him.

But strangely, the Corrupted God of Death did not seem to arrange for the Wild God to fight in this ruin.

His real body is in the Valley of the Kings on the west bank of the Nile River, and it is impossible for him to come to the Red Sea on the east side.

This made Medanzo curious about what his old friend would use to stop him.

Medanzo walked among the ruins with an umbrella. There were no remains of tall buildings here, only low and broken buildings. Five hundred years ago, Qusayr was just a small city that produced iron ore. However, the scenery along the Red Sea coast was still charming, with soft sand and sparkling sea.

He has the speed closest to light in the world, and it only takes a moment for him to travel through the city, but the time and space here seem to overlap. Unless all the hidden corruption sequences are eliminated, it is impossible to see the real place where the falling dragon falls no matter what other methods are used.

But his indiscriminate sweeps were over.

There are no living corrupt sequences left in this city.

Sixteen thousand human bodies were wiped out in just a few minutes.

Medanzo had been walking through the city for five minutes.

He also traveled to every corner where the enemy might exist at almost the speed of light.

He saw no enemy.

The overlap of time and space is not eliminated either.

Until he saw a long-abandoned resort.

Medanzo paused.

Because he saw someone.

A person who theoretically could not exist in this world.

The man was sitting on the beach, his muscular upper body naked, wearing only a pair of blue beach shorts and cork flip-flops, looking like a tourist on vacation.

The wind blew his white hair, making him look as if he had experienced a lot of vicissitudes of life.

A sky blue tent was set up on the beach, with a set of portable tables and chairs inside and his suitcase next to it. Everything was so harmonious.

As if it should be so.

"It's really a ghost."

Medanzo said softly.

"In this bullshit world, nothing is impossible. Does my outfit look familiar to you? This is the same outfit you wore when you went to Egypt. When I knew I was coming to Egypt, I specially picked this outfit." The white-haired man said softly while drinking coffee.

He didn't look back, but the penetrating voice echoed in the silence.

familiar.

So familiar.

Medanzo was silent for a second. Although the truth was before his eyes, he was unwilling to admit it: "A serious person like you doesn't seem suitable for such extravagant dressing."

"Dead serious, that's a good word to use."

The white-haired man replied, "After all, he has died once, so he should change."

Medanzo felt that this world was still too absurd and couldn't help laughing out loud: "I originally thought that Gong Yu, who was forced into a desperate situation, would come and fight me in person. But I never thought that the person who came here would be you... Sometimes I think it would be more peaceful for you to die."

The white-haired man turned his back to him and poured him a cup of coffee and placed it on the table. "With your brain, I don't believe you can't guess. After all, I died in the Arctic. To be more precise, I died in front of the Tree of Life. Come over and have a drink. I have something to tell you."

He paused, "After so many years, I must admit that you were right. The curse carried by the sacred monarch is indeed not something that ordinary people can solve, at least not me. I have been scheming for most of my life, but I have not been able to get rid of this curse. Instead, I have made wedding clothes for others. A supreme position requires four sacrifices. I am the third one, and you are the fourth. Gong Yu and Chu Shiqing are not good people... They knew about this a long time ago."

Medanzo stood there, looking at him coldly.

"Gong Yu chose you, Chu Shiqing chose me."

The white-haired man turned around and said, "At this point, there is no turning back."

At this moment, Medanzo saw that face.

A familiar face.

But those eyes were different from before, burning with the scorching sunlight.

(End of this chapter)