My Wife is Tim

"Bangkai, you can't even try to succeed——!"

There was a piercing roar in the distance, followed by a crisp and long cry.

Like the golden red divine bird incarnated by the blazing sun, it spread its wings and flew, and the sound of phoenix ming resounded through the night sky.

——Flying Ember Profound Spirit!

At a critical juncture, the white-haired and red-eyed immortal of Shenzhou, clothed in raging fire, stepped on the void, and controlled the fire phoenix to fight against the disaster.

"Annan, that is... Sister Fu Hua?"

Even if Fu Hua changed his hair color and pupil color, he was recognized by the sharp-eyed Xilin at a glance.

"According to what I heard from Shenzhou people, your sister Fu Hua should probably be called Chiyuan now."

Annan stared at Fu Hua's immortal magic with the phoenix charm. The fiery flames contained the will of his master who burned five thousand, enough to burn everything in the world.

But in front of the black hole from the tree of imaginary numbers, the fire phoenix gathered by Fu Hua is not even a Mars.

The fire phoenix that rushed into the black hole, of course... didn't even cause a movement.

The black hole is like an indescribable beast, quietly opening its huge mouth and swallowing everything up.

"There is no real sense of hitting... What is in there?!"

There was a dignified look on Fu Hua's eyebrows, and the martial artist's intuition told her that there might be something more difficult than the Herrscher in that black hole.

Just as Fu Hua was thinking about coping strategies, her heart skipped a beat.

"—!"

At the moment when he smelled the dangerous breath, a dark golden streamer flew out of the black hole, Fu Hua reacted swiftly sideways, and avoided it with a slight movement.

But at the moment when the dodge was successful, Fu Hua's pupils suddenly shrank.

"No, the target of this blow is not me!"

The immortal of Shenzhou turned her head hard and found that at the end of the dark golden streamer galloping, the familiar purple-haired girl was standing there blankly.

"Huh huh? Is the target me?!!"

Xi Lin looked dumbfounded, watching the dark golden streamer full of the familiar power of imaginary numbers, getting closer and closer to herself, a heavy sense of oppression came over her face.

This is not right... don't I have the stigmata of the tree of imaginary numbers?It's my own!

The girl flashed this thought in her heart, her body instinctively entered the battle, and the golden light in her pupils made her look like a queen.

But the next moment, the collapsed queen was lightly picked up, and she was put aside by Annan as if she disliked getting in the way.

"Don't be too affectionate, little girl."

The corner of Annan's mouth was slightly raised, looking at the golden streamer sprinting in front of him, with a touch of disdain in his eyes.

"This thing is coming for me!"

As he spoke, Annan raised his hand like a mosquito and slapped it randomly.

"Oh!"

The space was twisted for a moment, and the dark golden streamer was shot and flew out. After cutting a building, it was quietly stuck in the reinforced concrete.

It was not until this moment that Xi Lin and Fu Hua, who had just arrived, could finally see what the dark golden streamer's body was.

It was a huge sword.

There are strange patterns of dark gold twisting and twisting on it, and the broad sword body is like the pointer of an hour hand. In contrast, the hilt with a sharp end is very slender.

Xilin looked at the giant sword with some confusion. In her senses, it was this giant sword that had the same origin as hers.

This sword... is filled with the power of imaginary numbers!

"When did a broken sword dare to shoot at me?!"

Annan's words were filled with disdain.

Perhaps feeling Annan's aloofness, the dark golden giant sword inserted in the ruins trembled, a red light flashed, and the power of imaginary numbers suddenly spread from the sword.

Then, the ticking of the clock began to sound, and the phantoms of the time roulettes appeared, beginning to replace the surrounding space.

"Oh... pull me into the imaginary space?"

Annan was stunned for a moment, then bent down slightly, clutching his stomach and laughing wildly.

"Hahahaha, okay, I'll give you this chance."

Annan laughed loudly, raised his foot and stomped lightly, the shadow-like power of imaginary numbers and the space formed by the giant sword enveloped the entire city in an instant.

"Come on, let's have fun in the imaginary space."

The master of imaginary numbers said so.

Chapter 260 West: Weak but Invincible Lin

Dark and dull.

The imaginary space is always so dead, without any vitality, and there is no death.

This place...there is nothing but nothingness.

But the eternal nothingness was shattered by the master of imaginary numbers, as he kicked in with a great sword.

"Bam—!"

On the rock platform transformed from the imaginary number, the dark golden giant sword smashed into it obliquely, splashing a pile of smoke and dust, and it was perfectly embedded in the slate.

"Yo, it won't fall apart if you get a kick from me, it's pretty solid."

Annan stepped into the imaginary space, stood on the other end of the platform, and commented casually.

Behind him, Xilin landed in a panic, pulling Fu Huacai next to him to stand firm.

"Sirin, you and your dad... who are they?"

Fu Hua maintained the attire of a Chiyuan Immortal, with a somewhat complicated expression. He looked at the imaginary space around him, and then at the looming collarbone under Xilin's collar.

Well... the collarbone is clearly flush, it is a typical one-word collarbone, and the curve of the neck is as elegant and noble as a white swan.

Wait, that's not the point.

The key point is that under the collarbone, the girl's white porcelain skin is engraved with bright red marks.

It was not discovered before, until Xilin began to respond to the power of the tree of imaginary numbers, and Fu Hua discovered the stigmata on the girl.

It's not the man-made stigmata studied by Tianming, but the natural stigmata that can only appear with a probability of one in a million, and has the qualification to truly control the collapse.

Because part of it was covered by clothes, Fu Hua couldn't see the full picture of Xilin's stigmata, but this did not prevent her from feeling the terrible power contained in that stigmata.

Possessing this level of power completely surpasses human existence.

Fu Hua could feel the gap in her rank, which made her wonder whether her former comrade-in-arms... Kevin, the strongest warrior of mankind, could rival Xilin in power level.

Kevin can make the Herrscher the Ultimate stop for 12 hours with a single blow, but the power in Sirin is not as simple as that of a Herrscher.

Xi Lin herself did not realize how appalling the stigmata in her body was.

That is the power directly belonging to the tree of imaginary numbers and Annan. It is the power of all beginnings and ends. Just like the root connector in the moon, Xilin is the only key to connect to the tree of imaginary numbers.

Even Honkai consciousness had to bow in front of Sirin, as long as this stigmata appeared, Sirin would be invincible in the world created by the Tree of Imaginary Numbers.

It can only be said that Xilin deserves to be the existence that Annan regards as his heir. Even the situation of direct invincibility at the beginning is handed down in the same vein, and even the problems encountered are the same.

Although the girl can walk sideways now, Xilin herself does not have the skills to control such a powerful force, so Xilin has always thought of herself as an ordinary little girl.

She is really a weak and weak little girl who can't fight at all~!

and so……

"Well, Xilin is Xilin."

Xilin tilted her head, looked at Fu Hua with cute golden pupils, and answered innocently.

She really didn't know anything, because Annan didn't teach her much in a short time.

Therefore, Xilin is like some Dihua-style protagonists, who are invincible in the future but always consider themselves weak because of the lack of reference.

"Sirin, go ahead."

Just when Fu Hua wanted to say a few words to Xi Lin, Annan suddenly shouted.

"Didn't you always want me to teach you some great tricks? Then I'll take this opportunity to teach you again, eh, that little girl, come here too."

Annan beckoned the two to come over, and the dark golden giant sword also staggered and deducted himself from the slate.

click, click-

The sound of the paddles of the gears rotating and driving the springs sounded slowly.

Surrounding the dark golden greatsword, parts suddenly emerged from the void, assembled in a very unscientific but steampunk style.

"Wow!"

Although Annan dismissed it, Xilin was surprised by the combined mechanical creation.

It was a creation that looked like a cast of black iron. It had a roughly human-like structure, with parts all over the body that were biting together. It was full of mechanical feeling, and the position of the head was like a clock dial.

The strong power of imaginary numbers is entrenched on it, distorting time and space, as if it is a higher-dimensional existence than everyone else.

Illusory Tree God Skeleton - Nihilism!

"Tsk."

Annan saw at a glance what this seemingly mechanical, but non-mechanical essence was.

"It's just a small dead branch... Although I'm just a clone, I always feel like I'm being despised."

He smiled, without the slightest reverence for the Tree of Imaginary Numbers in his eyes.

The tree of imaginary numbers is the place where all essences and roots are formed, and the place where all truths and laws are born.

But what about this?

This is not the arrival of the main body, but a dead branch that does not know how long it has fallen off. It is a question whether the power has one hundred millionth of the main body.

"Everyone is not the body, so stop pretending."

Annan hooked his finger at the phantom tree god skeleton - nihilism, "Just when we are fighting each other in the air, come and hit me."