The Reincarnator Fails Miserably

With strength in both hands, she and Su Bai pushed the door open, the last door opened, and a soft and holy white light enveloped the entire field of vision.

When they came back to their senses, they were already standing in a white courtyard.

The pure white walls and floors are composed of square stones. There are white pianos, white bookshelves, and white doors and windows in the corners. They are irregularly fitted, and the walls are not complete. Between the cracks is a flowing deep light.

Antonieva was shocked. This place was not outside the world she expected, but a higher level of God's Domain.

An was also shocked. She seemed to have seen the scenery here before. It was so familiar, as if she was born here.

Only Su Bai and Seraphim remained calm. They all looked at the center of the white courtyard. In the pure white flower field in the center of the courtyard, there was a table with a woman sitting there dignifiedly. She has platinum-blonde long hair and a white coat. She has both the intelligence of a researcher and facial features similar to An's.

This set of clothes, this temperament, and this face...

Su Bai slowly read out the other party's name: "Essoline."

Serafim also looked at the woman, his eyes were respectful, but also hidden with indescribable complexity and sentimentality.

Hearing the voice of people, Essoline closed the book in her hand, she turned her head and smiled slightly: "Welcome...Although it is earlier than I expected, and there are fewer people than I guessed, Hiro has not arrived yet." What? What a pity, I am really looking forward to the gift he has prepared for thirty years, and I don’t know how he will raise the butcher’s knife against me.”

The woman smiled, and the passage of decades did not leave a single trace. She is not a human, but a life of a higher dimension.

"Even though I already know you very well, you don't seem to know me very well, so let me introduce myself briefly." The platinum-blonde long-haired women walked slowly and said with a smile: "My name is Aye Sorin is the actual controller and creator of this little garden world, and this is the domain of the gods outside of Little Garden, and originally you were unable to intervene, but someone acted as the key."

She smiled and looked at Serafim, and Serafim's body trembled subconsciously, and he lowered his head, like a student being reprimanded by his instructor.

Aeselin didn't say anything, but smiled and said: "You seem to have a lot of questions, you might as well ask them directly... I will try my best to answer you, after all, coming here is not an easy task. A reward for you... well, would you like a few cups of black tea? You can also drink coffee if you want, the shop manager's craftsmanship is really good."

She talked eloquently, with a relaxed expression, like the master sitting at home, entertaining several guests from afar with a calm attitude.

But everyone was not in the mood to taste black tea.

Antonieva was the first to ask: "Why, this is God's Domain... I opened the door last time, and went to the world outside Little Garden! The last time this was not God's Domain, you sealed the loophole?"

Essoline smiled: "No, you made a mistake. Originally, the God's Domain was connected to this door. Even if you can't enter the God's Domain, you will be thrown into the maze of consciousness. In that maze, no one can leave. Wandering forever in the cracks of time and space."

"But I clearly left Little Garden!" said Antonieva.

"That was my whim." Aeselin said casually, "I let you leave Little Garden."

"Let... let..."

"Yes, you are a special individual born by accident, and you are also the only disruptor in Little Garden. You have the ability to travel between different Little Garden worlds, disrupting the order, so I exiled you from Little Garden." Aeselin replied: "This can be regarded as my kindness, because once you step into the realm of the gods, you will regret why you can't continue to remain ignorant, just like you are now."

"Are you kidding, what I did, what I have, is it just..." Antonieva could hardly control it.

"Wishful thinking." Aeselin smiled: "But this is the truth, whether you believe it or not."

"If you are really a god, then tell me!" Antonieva said angrily: "Tell me what the truth of this world is, why Antonieva must die, and why every time she reincarnates, she will definitely die." Death, what fate is this!"

Essoline raised his hand, and countless silk threads hung down from the dome. The silk threads connected end to end almost formed a knot, which appeared in the eyes of everyone. Antonieva raised his hand to touch the knot, and then saw Those scenes, she took two or three steps back in shock.

These threads are all cause and effect, end to end cause and effect, and countless end to end cause and effect in the void construct the fact that Antoineva is bound to die.

As long as someone steps into reincarnation, someone interferes with reincarnation, no matter what method is used, Antoineva's death will inevitably come.

Antonieva's eyes were almost crazy: "I don't believe, such a fate!"

She wanted to tear off these threads, but they disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Senseless struggles, even if you cut them off, they will be woven again." Aeselin said softly, and then she frowned slightly: "Well, it seems that I have missed one... "

She raised her hand and snapped her fingers. The next moment, the ark on Antonieva's chest was forcibly opened. The broken sound spread and the light overflowed. Floating in mid-air, she rode her own ark artifact, staring at the surrounding scenery silently, and Antoineva was released from the ark.

She actually knows a lot. As the owner of the ark, she may be trapped, but she knows all the information from the outside world, including this God's Domain.

Antoinette stared at Essoline with too clear hostility in his eyes.

Essolin stood quietly, without any aggressive movements, but with a strange sense of oppression.

"To be honest, meeting you was a surprise. Sure enough, you will always have too many changes." Essoline said softly: "Antonieva, you are not only the most stable number in Little Garden, but also the most variable. I have thought about what would happen if Antoineva also had selfishness, but now it seems that there will be an incredible chain reaction."

"Are you afraid of me?" Antoinette asked.

"Afraid? No, it's just a kind of dislike." Aeselin raised a finger: "And it's ridiculous... Isn't it ironic that you come here with the awareness of sacrificing yourself while talking about not wanting others to sacrifice? "

"So, you control our death..." Antoinette said, "I don't know why, I know that you control it. This is not some kind of fate, but the result of artificial weaving."

"It's really sharp." Essolin spread out his palm, and a colorless thread hovered in his palm: "Cause and effect are the principles of the world's operation, and my power is balance, which can interfere with cause and effect to a certain extent...you rely on your own You worked hard to come here, seek the truth, and retrieve the long-lost cute doll for me, so I choose to answer your question."

On the palm of her hand, the silk thread was knotted into a circle: "What she wants is wider than the sea, so she has to pay a price higher than the mountain... You want too much, so naturally you can't get it." More."

Antoineva asked: "So, as long as you give more, you can get more in return?"

"Theoretically, that's true." Esselin said in a low voice, "But what you want... even if you die a thousand times or ten thousand times, it's not enough."

"It's a lie." Antoinette said in a low voice, "You didn't give me a fair chance at all."

"Fairness is relative." Aeselin replied, she clenched her palms tightly, and the thread of cause and effect dissipated invisible: "As an artifact user, your strength exceeds the specification. Since you have this cheating artifact, how much do you have to bear?" A little bit of risk is justified.”

She has already admitted that she has manipulated the cause and effect and guided Antoineva to the inevitable result.

Antonieva understands how ridiculous the so-called truth is. He is just a doll in the hands of others, being pulled by silk threads, destined to lead to death, just because the god of creation is jealous!

She almost couldn't help but make a move directly, but was stopped by Su Bai raising his hand, he still had doubts to say, and the others also had doubts.

"There are still questions..." Su Bai said, "Next, Ann, you come."

An grabbed the skirt of the maid's dress and looked at the woman who had the same appearance as herself: "Are you, are you my...creator?"