Another World: My life is on the rise!

Lynch looked up and murmured.

He did not find the three figures in the picture, and the rest was the oldest violet prince.

Finally, after he finished everything, let the entire main universe stabilize.

He glanced towards the void, and his eyes seemed to have endless nostalgia and pain, as if this time, he would no longer meet with that figure he cared about in the endless years. At this glance, it seemed to be another forever.

He left.

Go to the disorderly abyss.

After that, he never appeared in this world of dust again, and no one had seen the former Violet King.

"Why should he go?"

Lynch looked at the picture and asked.

A voice answered him.

"The impact of this war on this world is terrible. That great annihilation shakes the foundation of this dream world. He must go back to sleep before he can continue to stabilize the existence of this world. At the same time Fighting this irreversible fusion so that you should not become the true master of the end. "

That voice sounded in his consciousness.

It was the wing that he had fusion before, the brand.

Lynch was surprised:

"You still exist?"

The sound of that spirit was sounded, and said:

"It's just a little bit, your consciousness interrupted the process of our integration, so that I could briefly recover, and let me see all the things you see ... this reminds me of a lot of things."

That sound became weaker.

"I was one of the countless spiritual consciousness he scattered at that time. After the impact of the great annihilation of the great annihilation, most of the spiritual consciousness returned. Naya's last side, but it is too late. "" "" "

"With the sleep of my body, I can only live in the devil I used to be. I didn't wake up again until three thousand years ago."

"And at that time, I realized my failure."

He was silent.

Lin En thought about it. At that time, it was the first time before and after the big fall, and the first time the disaster appeared in the eyes of the world.

In other words, at that time, the Dross of Violet finally failed to curb the birth of the end of the end, curbing the fusion between himself and the sleeping person, and then it evolved the disaster and the monster.

Lynch murmured.

"I see."

Or.

The moment he entered the host, the beginning of the dormitory was destined to end.

Maybe it can be recovered in the middle, that is, let those three outsiders completely destroy the dream world and curb the birth of the end of the end, but how can he agree, because there is everything he cares about here. This only allows himself to enter the host.

How can you let him destroy again ...

Lynch was also silent.

So, is this the passing of the battle of heaven?

"He set off a war war twice, killed everyone, all God, in the death of the reincarnation king for the death of him, he finally chose to be lonely and stood up."

That sound.

"Gambling everything, killing all the creatures, making yourself a beginner, and letting yourself enter the master of this dream."

"As long as he became the master of all this, he could be in the new world, who killed all the people he killed, and he would also use his own forever to sleep and give the king no longer reincarnation. This Everything should have been perfect, just one who sacrifice is just one. "

"But fate will always curse him, and will always let him walk on this road that cannot be asked."

"The existence of the Lord of the end almost broke all his ideas and layouts, and it also made him deep in it."

That soul of spiritual consciousness.

Lynch opened his eyes and clenched his hand subconsciously.

"This is really painful."

Now, he inherits the name Lynch.

Then, the history of all this can be considered clear.

With the fusion of the sleeping person, the establishment of the new world, the advent of the three major foreigners, the battle of heaven, and the sleep of the Purple monarch, and then the disaster and massacre of the disaster three thousand years ago.

"But who recorded this history?"

Lynch frowned and looked at the vague picture.

Obviously.

From the beginning, Lynch noticed that these pictures were the perspectives of bystanders, as if in the battle of heaven, another person has always watched the full picture of the war, and then recorded here.

Did the Violet King record it himself? Obviously impossible, he didn't need to do so at all.

So who is it? Who put these records here?

He looked at the vague picture again.

For a moment, what he thought of suddenly, he said:

"Observation outside the river?!"

Will it be himself?

Lin En took a deep breath and rubbed his temples hard.

He opened his eyes again.

And in the picture, there is no whereabouts of the dreamer, as well as the seal of Ether Ether and the death of the blood. Is the picture cut off, or actually another one?

He didn't know.

Now these pictures are undoubtedly chosen to see him, to allow him to understand the full picture of the battle of heaven.

"It seems that I have been walking on the right road."

Lynch's eyes flickered.

He asked the spiritual consciousness:

"What can you remember about the great annihilation caused by the three outsiders?"

The voice said:

"Those are the experiences of my original body. I have been away from him for too long. What I know, you will know after we merge."

He gradually became weaker and was about to disappear.

"Don't worry, I can feel that you have survived the most dangerous stage. The power is matching with your soul, and you will wake up soon."

"Although I am not sure what you are planning outside of time, there is no doubt that your body has already had the soil to control this power. Your experience determines that only you can control this great power... this terrible power of the outsiders."

The voice finally disappeared completely.

Around, the blurred picture gradually began to dissipate.

In the vast white, Lin En raised his head and stood there alone, waiting for his awakening in the outside world.

Aether and the Mechanicus.

Blood Pivot and Colossus Civilization

Dreamers and Cyberpsychic Power...

"Trinity."

It turns out that all encounters and chance encounters are just a destiny.

I become my own puppet and pave a road of destiny that leads to nowhere.

Is this the path I can take in this life?