Come to Infinity, Sacrifice to Me

"Next, recast the original time and space, and then set the ground, water, fire and wind!"

Liu Daoming came back to his senses, his eyes drooped down, and he looked towards the endless eternal calamity in the future, the ancient stars in all directions, the land of the gods, the sea of ​​fantasy worlds, the ultimate abyss where the body of Azathoth is located... the multiverse Everything can be seen at a glance at this moment.

Rumble!

In an instant, the vast chaos was overthrown, the infinite time and space were completely shattered, and the laws of logic and order lost their meaning at this moment.

In just an instant, as far as the eye can see, all the phenomena and concepts of the entire multiverse are entangled together, and everything seems to be within reach.

All things, all ways and all dharmas have all become things in His palm.

boom! ! ! !

Amidst the roar of ten thousand dao and ten thousand heavens, an eternal giant god opened up all time and space dimensions with an axe.

Emperor Zhuanxu, return!

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ps: 0.5 chapters are still owed, and 3.1 chapters are still owed.

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boom! ! !

The notions of life and death, order and chaos, past and future are all overturned at this moment because of the upheavals that are sweeping across the multiverse.

The world of countless works began to change due to the appearance of Taoists and the turbulence of the origin of the multiverse. The concept of time and space began to collapse from the source. .

The past and the future coexist, destruction and birth reincarnate, and even the land of the gods has fallen into the Schrödinger state where the creation has not appeared and is now integrated into dozens of worlds.

……

In the land of the gods, Meteora, who was constantly flipping through the materials in the strategy conference room, moved her eyes, and the world in front of her suddenly rotated like a kaleidoscope. When she came back to her senses, she was no longer in the strategy conference room in the land of the gods .

This is the Art Treasure Pavilion of the Wanli Library at the end of the final platform, and in the current timeline in her memory, she has not met the military concubine Altair, and she has no memory of the land of the gods.

"No, in fact, you have already experienced all this!"

A very familiar voice in a gentle and rational voice suddenly sounded, Meteora frowned, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, she raised her head and looked at the figure in front of her, it was indeed her own figure.

A cute girl with short white hair, blue eyes, blue and white hair ornaments on her head, and a small figure.Wearing a heavy blue-purple coat and a green shawl, leather boots and gloves—exactly what she looked like in the beginning.

"The timeline is messed up, causing all the factors that make up Vientiane to be disrupted again, and various possibilities in the future may also exist at the same time, and even lead to self encounters from different timelines."

As if seeing the doubt in Meteora's eyes, the girl holding a magic book in her hand showed a slight smile, which was extremely gentle.

"So that's the case, the 'me' in other timelines? Then, what is the future you are in?"

"You should know, the so-called original plot, the disqualification that there is no myth, no world, and no land of the gods. the creator of re:creator!"

Meteora blinked and said thoughtfully:

"Sounds interesting!"

"Your life is more interesting now, although it's a bit exciting!"

……

Traveling through the corridors of time and space opened by the one who returns everything to one, Altair, who was repeatedly bounced off by the restoration force, slapped the ground with his hands unwillingly, and the corner of his mouth was bitten out by his teeth. color.

"Damn it, how will Yu save you, Yu's ally."

"Did you just give up?"

"Are you kidding, no matter how many times, even if Yu this body can only be wasted in these years, Yu must find a way to rescue Shan Na back!"

Looking at the tram station in the distance with hazy eyes, under the reflection of this static time and space, a girl with dull eyes is walking towards the track of the tram in a daze. A nightmare that has been reincarnated thousands of times.

"Which avatar are you, which story do you come from, will you laugh at me when you appear now?"

Altair raised his head and looked at the motionless crowd in the distance. Even the birds in the sky and the running trams lost their concept of motion at this moment, everything seemed to be frozen into a two-dimensional picture.

Of course, there was another "her" in front of her, with the same navy blue cavalry cap and military uniform, flying sabers and the same silver long straight double ponytails.

Surprise flashed in her eyes, nothing else, although because of a bad guy, her image in all secondary creations has been endowed with a real foundation of existence, and can be used as a clone, but the clone and the body are after all Different, after all, they are all secondary creations based on Altair, and the creators are different, so there are always some differences.

However, this guy in front of her is different. She has a deep perception telling her that the other party is herself, not someone else's disguise, nor a clone, but the real creation of Shimazaki Setsuna, the self from different choices.

"How could Yu laugh at you, because there is absolutely no one in the world who looks forward to the resurrection of his allies more than Yu!"

"...In your world, is Setsuna resurrected?"

After a moment of silence, Altair asked this question.

"Is there any point in saying this now? The best time has come, and the most important thing is our common long-cherished wish!"

The eyes of the girl with long silver eyes burst into light, and the timeline of the multiverse was rearranged. The so-called logical paradox, time correction power, and historical legitimacy all lost their meaning at this moment. This is the best time for them to save their creator.

Otherwise, in normal times, the death of Setsuna Shimazaki, as a key point in history, led to Altair's descent to the land of the gods, which led to the follow-up Junji's continuous introduction of creations to descend, and it can even be said to be the descending of myths and the myriad worlds. Fusion is the real starting point.

Such a crucial plot has almost turned into an inevitable fate, and the future causality involved is too terrifying. Even if the powerful true gods want to reverse it, they will inevitably be backlashed to death.

Only when the concept of time and space in the current multiverse is blurred, can they really seize that chance of survival.

"Let's go and meet our Creator!"

"moment……"