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Chapter 405: Car thief, shatter your dream with one slap!
"I haven't seen such chaotic streets in years."

Brian walked through the streets of Los Angeles at night, listening to the occasional howling of ghosts and wolves, and actually felt a little nostalgic.

He moved through the silent streets like a ghost.

Occasionally, a car would pass by and actually go straight through his body, without him realizing that he had passed through a living person.

This didn't surprise Brian.

He is actually in the spiritual world now, and has not descended directly into the material world.

do not know why.

After leaving the long river of time and space, he felt very depressed.

His intuition told him.

It is best not to meet yourself at this time node, and do not use your power at will to change anything at this time node, otherwise dangerous things will happen.

Brian didn't understand, but he was happy with it.

He did not even descend into the material world, but walked through the world using projections across a dimension.

Brian wasn't sure what time it was yet.

But what is certain is that at this point in time, I have definitely not begun to control Los Angeles.

Because of the Los Angeles that Brian controlled, there was no room for these bugs that roamed around at night to survive.

This also means that at this point in time, I have not made any major breakthroughs.

This is a good thing.

The fact that I was not strong enough at this point in time reduced the chances of Brian being exposed at this time.

He quickly determined the time using a homeless man's cell phone.

The current time is when Brian and Dean Laoden have just returned from the deep sea base.

It was also during this time that Brian was promoted from NW to a level three staff member.

Brian was slacking off for a long time afterwards, until he accumulated enough energy for a breakthrough and became active again.

After confirming the time, Brian stroked his chin.

It seemed that my motorcycle disappeared at that time.

Thinking of the car thief, his face darkened.

Now that I think about it, something is very wrong.

A car.

I searched all over the world and couldn't find it..
Outrageous.

It was as if the car had disappeared into thin air.

Ok?
Brian glanced around, thoughtfully.

A possibility suddenly occurred to him.

Is it possible..
Did you take this car yourself?

Without leaving any clues, he disappeared out of thin air.
Consider the necessity.

It seems that the only person who has this motivation and ability is myself now.

so..
Did you travel through time from the future to a time node in the past and steal your car?

Brian was amused by his own thoughts.

Why steal the car yourself?

Isn’t teleportation great?
He shook his head.

Unfortunately, the top priority now is to use the power of prophecy to find the breath of the past life in one's soul.

Otherwise, Brian really wanted to wait and see the true face of the car thief.

"No more ink, let's get started!"

Brian stopped walking.

He sat down on the steps at the corner of the street and slowly closed his eyes.

next moment.

The power of the soul is flourishing.

A large amount of soul energy was consumed and turned into fuel. Following Brian's thoughts, a strange wave descended upon the material world.

A feeling of fatigue came over Brian.

His consciousness began to blur, and he was in a sleepwalking state, neither asleep nor awake.

in this state.

Brian vaguely saw a pair of blood-red eyes.

The illusion was fleeting.

Brian's projection seemed to feel the guidance from fate and began to turn into a residual image, teleporting in one direction.
I don’t know how long it took.

When Brian regained consciousness, he was wandering around in the spirit dimension with a familiar motorcycle under his arm.

Looking at the motorcycle tucked under his armpit, Brian: ..
The car thief was really me.

The question is, why would one steal his own car under the guidance of a prophecy?

It's impossible that the aura from my previous life is hidden in this motorcycle?
After Brian used the power of prophecy, not only did he not get an answer, but he became more confused.

Fortunately, Thirteen didn't know about this.

Otherwise, he would definitely cry and curse his master for being immoral, stealing his car and then using it to catch thieves.
Between random thoughts.

Sudden.

An idea flashed through Brian's mind.

He thought of the illusion he saw when he used his prophetic ability.

Blood eyes!
Is it
broken!

Blaine's eyes widened.

He put away his motorcycle and rushed towards the river of time and space.

I hope I am overthinking it.

If it's really as I imagined, I'm afraid something bad is going to happen!
It wasn't long since Brian left the river of time and space.

But when he arrived above the long river of time and space again, the originally calm river had undergone new changes.

Gone!

The small segment of time and space where the projection of the blood moon's remains was previously located disappeared.

It's like a small part is missing from the middle of the Milky Way.

Inconspicuous, but obtrusive.

Looking at the incomplete river of time and space, Brian pursed his lips.

He already knew what was going on.

He was fooled!

The moment the projection of the blood moon's wreckage took me away from my original node of time and space through time and space, I was fooled!

The time and space cycle of the past has been broken!

Just when Brian realized that he had been fooled, a hand was placed on his shoulder: "You react quickly. Judging from your expression, have you realized the truth?"

The voice is familiar.

It was the emotionless voice of the projection of the blood moon's wreckage.

Brian didn't move, but turned his head behind him.

Behind him, a handsome man who looked exactly like Brian but with scarlet eyes was looking at him expressionlessly.

If it's not the other person's voice, it's a female voice.

Brian almost thought that this person was himself when he was having an attack.

Eyes facing each other.

Brian looked coldly at the 'self' standing in front of him, who looked exactly like him but had bloodshot eyes: "I reacted, but it was too late."

He already knew what was going on.

The alien aura on his body was indeed in his consciousness, but to be more precise, it was in the radiant energy of the blood moon.

The blood moon energy in his body was transformed from the projection of the blood moon debris in front of him.

This is the truth.

Then why did I steal a car under the power of prophecy?
The reason is simple: to break the time and space cycle that has been formed.

If you want to see the breath of the previous life in your soul, you must rescue the projection of the blood moon debris that is blocked in the past time and space.

If you want to rescue the projection of the blood moon debris that is locked in the past time and space, you must break the cycle of the past time and space. So the power of prophecy is not wrong.

Stealing a car is about breaking the cycle.

In fact, it’s not just about stealing cars.

If Brian changes anything in the time and space that has already happened, it will be considered breaking the cycle.

The reason why he finally chose to steal a car was actually the effect of his subconscious mind.

Because of the previous reasons, he had always subconsciously remembered the incident with the car thief, so driven by the power of prophecy, he became the driving force to complete the new cycle of time and space.

The problem is..
Even if the car thief is me, it doesn't change history.

Why was the time and space cycle broken?
The projection of the blood moon's debris seemed to have the ability to read minds.

She withdrew her hand and said coldly, "Like I said before, the gears of fate have already arranged everything. What you think of as saving yourself is nothing more than following the path mapped out by fate, walking this predetermined path like a puppet."

As she spoke, she pointed to the long river of time and space under their feet and said, "Are you confused as to why in the original time and space, you experienced the incident of the car being lost, and then when you found out that you took the car away by yourself, history did not change, but the cycle of time and space was broken?"

Brian wanted to speak, but couldn't.

An endless stream of blood-colored energy was being drawn from his soul and merged into the Blood-Eyed Brian in front of him.

These are all the blood moon energies in Brian.

Now, it is like a bird returning to its nest, merging into the projection of the blood moon's remains.

The projection of the blood moon's wreckage obviously knew this as well.

Without waiting for Brian to respond, she continued:

“This is the self-correcting ability of space-time.

The past time and space will form a closed loop of time and space.

Only outliers can break the past time and space and form a new time and space cycle.

You, who come from another world, are an outlier in this universe.

So you are naturally able to change history at will.

As for the history that you have changed, it will become real under the correction of time and space.

You took the car, so your previous experience was revised to the car being stolen.

same.

If you take away something else, the corresponding history and memory will also change.

Such are the rules of space and time."

To sum it up in one sentence: shoot the arrow first, then draw the target.

In Brian's original history, the car was not stolen, but when he, who came from the future, stole the car, the history and memory of the past would change accordingly, forming a new time and space cycle.

It is because memory has been modified by time and space.

So before he stole the car himself, Brian didn't even know who the thief was.

Looking at the projection of the blood moon wreckage that looked like himself, Brian remained expressionless.

A large amount of Blood Moon Essence was stripped from his soul, causing him to be unable to make any sound or move.

He felt weak, but his soul was extremely relaxed.

A familiar breath also emerged from its concealed state.

This is exactly the breath of the world that Brian brought from his previous life!

The projection of the blood moon's remains might be because it has been too long since I last communicated with anyone.

She slowed down her absorption.

Brian felt relieved.

He barely moved his lips. "So this is your plan? You will first parasitize my consciousness, transform into the origin of the Blood Moon Rules, and cover up the aura of the other world on me. After I condense my soul, you will wait for me to fall into your trap in the past time and space, and then reclaim yourself who has become the origin?"

Hearing this, the projection of the blood moon wreckage nodded:

“Yes, but this is not my plan, but the plan of the Blood Moon Remains. However, there was a deviation in the middle. That is the Blood Moon Remains itself. I didn’t expect that after I absorbed your memory, a thought would have its own consciousness. And among that group of prisoners, there is the origin of the rules of time and space.

Of course, I am not sure whether what I am experiencing now is the arrangement of the entity.

Maybe, maybe not.

But it doesn't matter.

At least now I am free.

And I'll be freer immediately."

It seems that the plan has been completed.

Then, she told Brian about the entire plan:

“Your appearance was sudden.

In fact, at the beginning, this planet was just a radiation area of ​​the main body, one of the thousands of harvested planets.

It's like a farm.

Harvest regularly, recharge regularly, occasionally cultivate some followers as warriors, and replenish energy for some potential prisoners regularly.
This is also what many true spirits do.

The universe is nothing more than a playhouse to them.

To kill time.

They often fight each other for fun.

Even if it dies, its true spirit will just return to the origin sea of ​​the universe and fall into a deep sleep for a period of time.

Until you showed up.”

The projection of the blood moon's wreckage showed an unnatural smile on a cold face:
“A consciousness from another world!
As weak as an ant, but carrying the breath and coordinates of another world.

You are like the key to another game house, filling the already numb body with interest.

So I was born.

Not just me.

It also includes the fallen follower who provides you with nutrition and masters the rules of thunder.

Plus the origin of the rules of my body.

Even if you die, you can continue to reincarnate until you reach the fifth level and your consciousness transforms into a soul.

This is a critical node.

The original rules of my incarnation can only conceal the aura of the other world on you.

But your consciousness is too weak.

Only when you form a soul can you act as the key to open the door to another world.

The whole thing is that simple.”

While talking.

With a lot of energy added.

'Blood Eyes' Brian's appearance has become more androgynous. In addition to his handsomeness, there is also a hint of charm and femininity, making him look a bit like a female version of Brian.

Say something.

The projection of the blood moon's remains now looked even more beautiful and charming than Susan.

It was that mouth, crackling, that made Brian feel annoyed.

He said coldly: "Can you change your appearance? You look disgusting to me like this, and you are also very long-winded!"

"Why change?"

The projection of the blood moon's debris sucked away the last trace of the blood moon's origin rules in Brian's soul, and then closed his eyes with an intoxicated look on his face: "I feel better than ever before. Humanity, self... independent life... I can't wait to transform you into a key and open the door to the new playground."

Without the restrictions of the origin of the Blood Moon rules, Brian finally regained his freedom.

He looked at the confident 'female version of himself' in front of him with a strange look in his eyes: "Well, there is one thing I forgot to tell you."

The projection of the blood moon wreckage opened its eyes in confusion: "What's going on?"

Brian raised his hand and said, "Without the origin of the blood moon rule, I am my most powerful form..."

next moment.

With the power of countless paradise worlds, a slap was slapped hard on the face of the projection of the blood moon's wreckage.

slap~
With one blow, it was as if a huge world was crushing it over and over again.

The blood moon remnant's lips moved twice, but before it could react, Brian slapped it into countless pieces.
This idiot, all whine and whine, has inherited the memories and personality of myself when I was a loser.

I thought of everything.

I just never thought about whether I could beat myself.

With one slap, Brian shattered the independent dream of the projection of the blood moon wreckage.

(End of this chapter)