Don't play with moon terriers in Chunwu

But why didn't the guy bleed any more?

Fujimaru Tachika managed to recover some magic power, and used the remaining starlight power to restore her falling posture in the air, and turned to look at their enemies.

Then he almost laughed out loud.

After losing the blessing of the sea of ​​will of all beings, he can continue to see vague phenomena because he has directly seen the essence of the false mother goddess.

The trees straddling the two realms had all their roots cut off and turned into rootless duckweeds, but they still grew without giving up, and continued to hold up the broken crown.

But without the support of the roots, there has been a gap between this world and this place, and they are no longer completely fit together.

The shattered crown is still being made whole, at the cost of which the trees have begun to crumble.

The scene reflected in front of my eyes is the false mother goddess of all phenomena, and everything that the Crimson Dragon Snake of the seas possesses is being gnawed invisible.

First, the gorgeous and magnificent star ring floating in the mind, and then the scales, flesh, and limbs.

With a puff, even one of His bright eyes disappeared, leaving only a dark hole on his face.

Fujimaru Tatsuka was a little funny at the beginning, but the more he got to the back, the more dignified his expression became.

He... can completely give up and continue to shape the Seat of Vientiane in his arms.

Fujimaru Tachika could see clearly.

It's not that the Seat of Everything is constantly absorbing its power, essence, and vitality.

Instead, He is constantly supporting the seat——to pay the price of the individual's existence.

The horrific gnawing continued, and finally, the Seat of Everything was completed.

As for the false mother goddess of Vientiane, only the moon base like an empty shell and the head without both eyes are left, and everything else is white bones.

[Sure enough... You can't use more than too much power, otherwise you won't be able to complete the seat. ] He carefully dragged the black singularity in his hands that had become bones.

It is an indescribable thing, with all colors and phenomena, changing rapidly from the incalculable scenes such as the palace of the giant god, the majestic throne, the temple of the gods, and the practice hall.

"does it worth?"

Fujimaru Tachika looked at him.

Tens of seconds ago, His bones were still shining with majesty and brilliance, but now they are as loose as the weathered bones placed in the wasteland, after thousands of years of lightning strikes, fire and rain, and buried beast bites.

[worth?The birth of the Seat of Vientiane was planned by me many, many years ago. At that time... I wanted to tell him that I wanted to build a stable throne for him...]

The majestic and indifferent Kamui faded from His face and turned into her.

The personality has completely fallen, and the extreme will buried deep in the bone marrow seems to have completely dissipated.

But she looked at Fujimaru Tachika with her black eye sockets, as if she had never been blind.

She asserted: [You are not him.Even if the essence of the soul is the same, you who have lost your memory are just a flower similar to him. ]

"...Maybe." Fujimaru Tatsuka picked up the Tomokarimura Masa in his hand, and faced her.

There is never a right answer to this question.

Just as Qianzicunzheng and the Cave King affirmed, he is the same as the heroic spirits knew him in the past.

Just like the false Mother Goddess of Vientiane in front of her affirmed that he was not the one who gave her spirituality by chance.

[Right.It seemed to me that he was dead.I will not regret my ideal.It's just a pity... It's only now that I fully wake up. I didn't expect that the obsession with shaping the Seat of Vientiane is so deep. ]

She seemed to be regretting something, but carefully pushed the crown to the other side.

Full of gaps?

No, it's a trap.

The lingering remaining magic power hovered around him in a more concealed way, which was still capable of smashing himself to pieces with one blow.

"So, won't you take your seat?"

Although there was no response, Fujimaru Tatsuka vaguely grasped the possible situation.

Maybe it's because I can't be disturbed, maybe it's because I need a little preparation to ascend to the throne.

If you kill us, maybe you can still ascend to the throne and get a chance to be redeemed?

He clearly felt that she in front of him had the will to survive.

Intuition told myself, I guessed right.

[Really good eyes...]

Without warning, the fake mother goddess with a broken body moved.

Since the trap is unsuccessful, the option to save power is gone, so let's do our best.

The parts other than the head shattered with a bang, and the torrent of magic power gathered in the only remaining head of the False Mother Goddess.

Puckering her lips, she let out a breath.

This will be the wind of magic power, carrying the only quality, driven by the magic power from the high-level existence, it will continuously split and shatter in the wind, until the spirit son, and then the spirit son has not completely dissipated into the general mysterious structure. It was completely smashed in the Langk time period.

That would emit a ray cluster of incomparable power, destroying all tangible and intangible things in the world, including everything she was facing at the moment, and even the world structure above the deep realm would collapse.

Dreamland, space, time, and the boundaries between reality and fantasy will all disappear completely.

Maybe the earth will fall into more complete destruction?

It doesn't matter, as long as there is no one in the deep world, she can use those few seconds to completely and successfully fall into the location of the throne in that undefended state, so let's consider going back to Vientiane.

Before launching the attack, she showed a confident expression——

This is something that only her spiritual body structure and quality can do. It is impossible for people in the past to know, and it only takes less than one ten-thousandth of a second, and everything is irreversible.

But she wasn't the only one who planned to strike first.

[No need for mercy! ]

At the moment when the magic power flowed, Fujimaru Tachika had already taken the first step, and its speed was so fast that it even left an afterimage of the past in place.

The struggle between the sun and the stars has not changed since ancient times, galloping on the circle of eternal calamity-this is light.

At this moment, Fujimaru Tachika stepped into the realm of racing against the sun and stars.

[Tiger, Huanghuang Liaoyan] activates.

The mark of the Command Seal on his hand faded away again, and only the last stroke remained.

The Noble Phantasm driven by the Command Spell made Fujimaru Tatsuka's spirit and body enter a world where time almost stopped.

A peaceful world, a clean world.

Ahead is a vast and magnificent ocean.

He saw the gathered spirit matter being stained with a touch of magical wind, saw her black hole eye sockets that were constantly squinting, and saw the still changing color of the seat of God.

At this moment, he thought of that distant day, when he was chatting with Qianzi Village.

[I just hope to cut off the many external causes that bind the will, and to be able to move freely with free will. ]

Interesting, casual talk actually came true ah.

Fujimaru Tachika smiled from the bottom of his heart.

The flames overflowed from every inch of the body, and the transformed avatar first collided with the solid spirit matter, knocking them apart.

Fujimaru Tatsuka held the hilt of Tsumukarimuramasa's knife, rubbing the shark skin on it.

Then let that sentence be your wish.

The avatar collided with the spirit matter and shattered, giving way to a path to meet the wind of magic power that frightened him.

[All actions are impermanent, and cause and condition flow. ]

Fujimaru Tachika seized the inspiration, and the concept of the Noble Phantasm was quietly adjusted.

[May I get the fire of ignorance, and burn and cut the three realms. ]

The flame of the red lotus locked the shape of the invisible thing, and the blade was ready to strike.

[Essence, explanation.Complete the concept, close.Sword skills, critical.Overflow, my wrath!This is my style Wuyuan sword system! ]

Infinite blades burst out from the void, and at the next moment of consciousness of the Crimson Dragon Snake of the Seas, she saw the flames of the red lotus intersecting with the blades in pairs, and the lotus blossoms flourished and withered, and the cycle repeated endlessly.

Different from before, it was not a decisive sword of liquidation, but a sword that smashed through the city.It is an endless disc player, a tenacious sword that only wants to break through all shackles and is uncomfortable.

But the immature lotus flower that bloomed from the ignorance was finally defeated by the high-level magic power.

After tens of seconds of duel, Fujimaru Tateka was defeated. Fortunately, there was only a slight remnant of the wind of magic power.

Tsumukarimura was hanging down powerlessly, Fujimaru Tateka clutched the big hole in his chest and vomited blood desperately, the last Command Spell symbol began to fade.The healing treasure gifted by my friend, the Cave King, began to light up.

However, even so, the winner in the duel is still the

[I lost.Sons of man, it is indeed you who have gained the right to dominate the throne of God.So say goodbye.May your rule of the world last until the end of the ages. ]

The beautiful head of the False Mother Goddess of Vientiane began to dissipate, and the last expression she showed was relief.

Ah, it's just a sleep, it's just this sleep, it's been a while...

Fujimaru Tatsuka panted heavily, relieved, and waved to his companion who staggered over.

Everyone, you support me, and I support you, laughing out loud at the same time.

"But then again... how do we get back?"

I don't know who asked a question that is difficult to answer. Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and finally look at a forgotten trophy - the Seat of Vientiane.

Perhaps, it is to rely on it to find the way back.

Fujimaru Tateka moved over cautiously, and poked it with the scabbard.

Fine, no response.

"Such a big thing, who would use it? Can it be made smaller?!"

The Seat of Vientiane shrank accordingly.

Three hundred, become a legend

"Don't act like a Ruyi golden cudgel...I'm very stressed." Fujimaru Tachika muttered and looked at the thing in front of him, feeling a little nervous.

When the False Mother Goddess of Vientiane shaped it, it was almost three or four meters high... something?

But now it seems that only people are taller.

Everyone's condition is not good, but after tossing for a while, I found that there is still no way to get in touch with the outside world, but I just feel that the downward momentum of the deep world has stopped.

After discussing for a while, Fujimaru Tachika stretched out his hand without hesitation - there was no way, it seemed that he was the only one who could get in touch with this thing. Others tried it out, and even boldly touched it with their limbs, but they only touched a piece of nothingness.

The moment his hand touched it, he only had time to hear an exclamation in his ears, and the light that emerged from the throne had already involved him.

Fujimaru Tachika only felt that she was being sucked into the vortex, and the feeling of dizziness kept coming to her heart. Looking around, there were only rapidly changing lights and scenes around her.

He is like an ant walking on the paper called the world, without knowing it, he fell into the hole in this layer of paper, and realized for the first time that there are up and down in addition to the four directions of front, back, left, and right. concept.

"What is this, a high-dimensional experience..."

At this time, he still has a little bit of energy to laugh at himself, after all, he can't understand the things around him at all...Huh?

As if hearing his thoughts, it was enough to make him dizzy, and the fleeting scene began to slow down.

He saw the earth.

As if in outer space, overlooking the third planet in the solar system with a special instrument, you can have a panoramic view of everything on it.

From the Cenozoic Era, which is full of human footprints, back to 6500 million years ago, to the Mesozoic Era, when dinosaurs were rampant, and then to the Paleozoic Era, when the biological explosion began.

Time is turning faster and faster, and he has left the Phanerozoic Era, which is collectively known as the three generations, and has begun to move towards the Proterozoic Era, where the invisible algae are the main theme of biological forms, the Archaic Era, where life first sprouted, and finally... heaven and earth At the beginning of the beginning, the earth was still in the Hadean Era in the purgatory period of creation.

In the end, he was floating in the empty universe, silently looking at the forming nebula in front of him, and then looked back.

He saw that one day, billions of years after the Hadean Era, a crack was opened in this purely physical universe, and a broken boy with an indescribable ball of information in his arms fell into the ball that was still taking shape. In the future of nebula matter.

"What's the situation, what am I, stepping towards the original, anchoring history, becoming an ancient in one fell swoop, and then spreading the glory to the heavens and worlds as a historical worm, becoming an ancient god?"

Fujimaru Tachika couldn't help complaining, rubbing her aching temple, not knowing what to say.

But then, he got the information that came naturally in his mind.

He has read the memory of the stars now, but that's all.The seat of God has not been fully shaped, and even after it has been shaped, Tachika Fujimaru cannot fully control it.

What it can do is to give Fujimaru Tachika the natural authority similar to the true ancestor, to be able to obtain support from the planet, and to use fantasy to embody the natural products of the earth.