Sui Xiong seized the time.
He didn't even understand how he did it, but he just grasped the time.
Hold it, hold it tight, and pull hard.
He tried to pull out the time that belonged to the "past" and cover the destroyed "now" in front of him.
This was something completely unimaginable, and even he thought it was impossible to do it.
But he must do it. Otherwise, he will not be able to save this destroyed world and he will not be able to feel at ease.
There's nothing I can do...to explain to those friends and subordinates who sacrificed their lives!
So, he must do it!
"Sui Xiong, come on!"
he said to himself.
Then, push again.
The invisible "picture scroll" was pulled, but it didn't move at all, as if it had taken root on the ground. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move it even a little bit.
Sui Xiong knew that this was natural.
The past cannot be traced back, the past is the past, even if it is powerful enough to destroy the world, it cannot bring back the past to a billionth of a moment.
However, he was unwilling to do so.
This world carries too much of his thoughts, too much care, and too much reluctance. Friends, subordinates, those who believed in him, those gods who died generously for a belief, those who were sleeping and waiting for hope, those who burned everything they had, leaving only messages on the murals. of gods.
What they worked hard to protect should never die like this!
With an angry roar, Sui Xiong used his strength again.
He knew he couldn't do it, but he just wanted to tell himself, you can do it!
It was easy to give up hope and admit that "it can't be done," but could he just give up
In the past years, everyone who followed him and believed in him did not give up hope until they were burned out. How could he give up
"Give me, move!"
His hands tightly grasped the scroll of time, and the unimaginable and unparalleled power crazily tore apart the solid time. This power is enough to stir up the entire cycle, reset the earth, water, wind, and fire, restore order to the chaotic world, and create a new era.
However, time still cannot be shaken.
The past is the past, and the past will never come again.
Sui Xiong's feet were firmly nailed into the void. Around his feet, the void shattered, but it was fixed by him and could not really crack. Time and space are distorted, like chains, repeatedly wrapped around his legs, allowing him to stand more firmly, like the stakes nailed when laying the foundation before building a house, fixed there motionless, providing him with a steady stream of energy. Constant strength.
His body was bent into an arch shape, and due to the extreme exertion of force, every muscle was jumping and trembling. He was squeezing all his strength, not even a little bit. He stopped breathing, closed his eyes, stopped all the organs that were not needed in the process of exerting force, and closed all the senses that were not needed, just to squeeze out even a little more strength.
However, he could not drag the scroll of time.
It is impossible to transcend time, use the past to cover the future, and deny the results of the destruction of the world.
"nothing is impossible!"
Sui Xiong roared, clenching his teeth, and blood seeped out from between his teeth. His mouth was bright red, flowing down the corners of his mouth, soaking a large area of his wrinkled single clothes.
Unable to withstand such strong force, his nails lifted up one by one, and blood continued to gush out, flowing on his hands and moistening his fingers.
At this moment, his hand slipped and he could no longer capture the picture of time.
With a sudden light on his hand, he lost his balance. With the force of the pull, he flew up, fell several times in the air, smashed several turbulent flows in one breath, and finally lay there like a dead dog, with his clothes on his back. Dots of blood, like a defeated soldier.
"What a joke! How could I fall!"
It took Sui Xiong several seconds to regain consciousness. He wanted to get up quickly, but found that due to the excessive exertion, his muscles were shaking, his hands and legs were weak. Not only could he not get up, but he fell down again. .
"Bah! It's really useless! I just drank so much and I can't even stand up..."
He turned over hard and lay there, breathing heavily.
Take a break, take a short rest, and resume your efforts when you regain your strength.
From the destruction of the old era to the birth of the new era, it is an extremely long process. He had enough time, rested, and tried again.
The tree that hugs each other is born from the smallest grain of wood; the nine-story platform begins from tired soil; a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. A question that he failed to solve during the college entrance examination naturally appeared in his mind at this moment.
No matter how difficult things are, as long as you work hard little by little, you can still do it. Even a foolish old man can move mountains. Sui Xiong is so young that there is nothing he can't do!
After resting for a long time, he finally recovered, stood up again, walked to the previous place, casually dismissed several turbulences that rushed to the vicinity, and once again opened his strange sight, looking for the picture of time.
The Lord of Perfection jumped out of that small world again and asked, "What on earth are you doing? You seem to be struggling."
"I want to drag the past time to the present and cover up the time of the destruction of this world."
"... This is impossible! The order of past and future will not be changed, and what has happened will not disappear."
"I'm so annoyed! Just shut up, frog! What do you mean by 'impossible'? I'll do it right now to show you!"
Sui Xiong shouted, once again seizing the scroll of time.
"There is nothing 'impossible' in this world!"
He tried his best again, but still couldn't move the time that belonged to the past.
"Give up. Even you, there are things you can't do after all. People can't always stay in the past. No matter how painful it is, we can only base ourselves on the present and move towards the future."
"I don't want to stand on the present when the world is destroyed!" Sui Xiong yelled crazily, "I don't even want to admit the future!"
"Don't compare me to you. I am the fulcrum of this world. There is nothing I can't do!"
As he said that, he pulled hard again, but because his foot slipped, he fell to the ground again.
The Lord of the Supreme Goodness looked at him with a sad face, looking at him as if he was crazy, tearing up time that he could not see, trying to do something that was simply impossible, and sighed secretly.
He had given up persuading and could only wait patiently.
What cannot be done is ultimately impossible. He waited for Sui Xiong to give up, and then wanted to discuss something about the new era.
The mistakes of the past must not be repeated again!
But Sui Xiong didn't give up.
He tried again and again, tried hard again and again, and failed again and again.
But he didn't give up.
His clothes became ragged, his hair became unkempt, he gradually suffered many injuries, and gradually he could not even stand up straight.
But he refused to give up.
His breathing was heavy, his eyes were scattered, his steps were shaky, and his arms were gradually becoming weak.
But he still didn't give up.
"Forget it, if you continue like this, you will die." The Lord of Goodness, who had been waiting for no matter how long, but still couldn't wait for him to give up, said sadly, "Those people who died, those gods who burned out, they will definitely Wouldn’t want to see you die like this.”
"I... won't... just... die!"
Sui Xiong answered feebly and intermittently in a voice as thick as a bellows.
"You clearly know it's impossible!" The Lord of Perfection became angry and turned into a frog larger than a human. He picked up a cane and hit him on the head. "Time cannot be moved! If you want to use the past It’s impossible for time to cover the present!”
Sui Xiong ignored the useless attack, turned his head, and squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying on his exhausted face.
"You... know? The evil god... is also God." He said with difficulty, "Accept... everyone's... prayers. Respond to... everyone's... hopes. This is... God!"
"They... are looking forward to... me... going back. I... will not... let down... their... hope!"
"There are things that God cannot do!" The old voice of the Lord of Perfection was already choked with sobs. "If I could do it, I would have done it long ago! People hope that God can do it. How can there be such a good thing in the world? thing!"
Sui Xiong laughed again, breathed for a long time, and then answered: "I... am different from you. I am... the evil god. The evil god... doesn't have to... follow... what... rules!"
"So... I... can do it."
"You can't do it either! You're almost exhausted!" The Lord of Perfection was furious, swinging his crutch and slamming it wildly, "Your strength has been exhausted! You tried your best! Don't waste your efforts anymore! You You can’t die here!”
"If...can't...save...the world, I...die...here...is also...not bad!"
Sui Xiong replied tiredly, standing up as straight as possible and grabbing the scroll of time in front of him.
"How could you die! If you die, this world will be completely hopeless!" The Lord of the Supreme Good grabbed his arm and tried to stop him, "Just give up and start the next era. There is nothing in the world to begin with. Eternal things, the last era has ended, this era will also end... Let’s start the next era! Think about everything that should be born in the future!”
"Don't... worry... about the era... problem." Sui Xiong's arm shook slightly, and the irresistible force knocked back the Lord of Perfection, "Even... I... die... there will... be... the next... era."
"I will... body... transform into... the earth... eyes... into... sun and moon... blood... into... rivers... breath... into... wind and rain..." He panted violently for a while, then squeezed out a smile that was about to collapse, "Next. There will be a… era…!”
With that said, he pulled hard again.
Because it had been pulled and torn by him countless times, the invisible time scroll was stained with light traces of blood. These bloodstains were messy, each one recording his efforts and pain.
As usual, the scroll of time remained motionless, only new blood stains were added along with the cracked wounds on his hands.
The bloodstains this time overlapped with the bloodstains of the past, seeping into the depths of time.
Under the last temple of the Void Fortress, inside the raging flames, Leon Igor, the patron saint of the Void City who was about to burn out, was slightly startled. He saw Sui Xiong on the other side of time, covered in injuries, desperately trying to pull away time. The scene of the scroll.
Although they had never met each other before, he recognized Sui Xiong immediately.
"Your Majesty?! Why are you like this! What are you doing?"
Sui Xiong was stunned, subconsciously looked around, then shook his head with a wry smile: "It seems that I am really on the verge of death, and I actually imagined that I heard Leon's voice."
Then, he heard Leon's voice again.
"Your Majesty! I'm here! Can you hear me!"
This time, it's not an illusion.
Because the blood stains seeped into time, the past and the future were connected, and Sui Xiong and Leon finally made contact.
As a god, Leon could easily understand what would happen in the future and what Sui Xiong was doing.
"Your Majesty... you..." The almost burned-out Xuying's eyes flashed with tears, "I'm sorry, I can't help."
"Why can't you help? At least you can help him." The voice of the God of Justice, Joel Gardman, came from another time and was about to be burned out.
"Father, maybe our power is insignificant, but even a little bit can always help."
"Your Majesty, it is my great honor to be able to fight with you at the last moment!"
"I am the God of War! Fighting against time, how can such an amazing thing happen without my participation!"
"Although my power is very weak, if I can help you..."
"It is better to die in the battle against time than to be burned up. This is an ending suitable for a warrior!"
"Please give the order."
"I believed what you did was fair and right and still does to this day."
"These hands are always holding a hoe, and occasionally they want to catch something powerful!"
"I don't just have fun. Now I have a medium level of divine power. Don't underestimate me!"
"You gave me rebirth, and now is the time for me to repay you!"
"In the name of a hero, I recognize your struggle and ask you to allow me to participate in the great cause of saving the world and share your glory!"
…
One god after another sent messages in each fragment of time, and the messages gathered together like water droplets forming a river, echoing Sui Xiong from afar on the other side of time.
Sui Xiong responded one by one. Every time he answered, his spirit was lifted up. His eyes were filled with brilliance again. That flame passed through the long years, passed through the destroyed world, and passed through the temple. The underground hall appeared in his eyes.
The flames began to burn again, as did his renewed fighting spirit.
Not only that, as the flames ignited, people from the more distant time came from refugee camps, Void City, the Northwest Republic, the Church of the Void Mask... and even those initial followers when there was nothing... countless people believed in and supported Sui. The mortals of Sui Xiong all felt the call of the end of the world from the end of time, and they began to pray. Countless prayers gathered together, and with the flames of the gods burning everything, using the blood stains of Sui Xiong's countless efforts as a bridge, they traveled through time. It was passed on from afar.
The flames in Sui Xiong's eyes became brighter and brighter, illuminating the surrounding earth, water, wind and fire, illuminating the long river of time, and even illuminating the fighting spirit in his heart that was surging and roaring like an earth fire, about to burst out.
Sui Xiong took a deep breath slowly, and with every breath, his breath grew a little stronger. His body, which had been extremely exhausted, regained its strength and became even stronger than before. He tore off the tattered clothes that were in the way, revealing a body that had become thin but strong due to long-term labor. The scars disappeared quickly, and the originally haggard body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and glowed with new brilliance.
In the past time, everyone trusted him and supported him. Even if time passes and they are no longer here, this trust and this support can travel through time and inspire in his heart.
Seeing that he suddenly regained his energy and became stronger, and even his whole body glowed, the worried Lord of the Supreme Goodness was astonished.
"What... what's going on? Why did you suddenly recover?"
"Old frog, where do you think human strength comes from?" Sui Xiong asked without answering.
"Where does the power come from?" The Lord of Perfection was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and replied, "It comes from the food you eat and the magic power you absorb, right?"
"Maybe this is correct, but for me, there is only one source of strength." Sui Xiong said in a voice that became relaxed and confident again, "It comes from my heart!"
"If the heart does not die, the strength will not die."
"The fatigue that I felt before was not because I was tired, but because I had given up and gave up. When I gave up, everything was over."
"But everyone hasn't given up yet! They are still on the other side of time, doing their best and struggling. They are all struggling, so why should I give up? Are you right?"
The eyes of the Supreme Lord of Goodness lit up, and a smile appeared on his face: "Of course!"
"I will not let down their trust and support. I want to protect everyone, protect this world, and protect everything I value and love!" Sui Xiong smiled, and the flames in his eyes burned hotter, "I remember someone said However, the so-called man has to become strong in order to protect something. When it is to protect something, even if it is 'impossible', he must break it and make it 'possible'."
"Old Frog, have you ever had a moment like that?"
Without waiting for the Lord of Perfection to answer, he burst out laughing and tried hard to pull the "picture scroll" of time again.
“For me, it’s now, it’s here!”
This time, he finally took a step forward and pulled the scroll of time.
"There are many, many rules in this world, and I don't like the rules. I have broken many, but there are still many that exist." His steps were extremely heavy, and his body was completely tense from trying his best, but his words were full of emotion. Power, "So what? Just keep smashing them!"
"Time can't be reversed? The past can't replace the present? This annoying rule, just break it!"
"I am the evil god, and I don't follow the rules to begin with! On the contrary, now that I have seen those annoying wrong rules, I will smash them all!"
His steps are getting bigger and bigger, and the scroll of time keeps shaking under his pull. The time from the "past" gradually flows out, covering the "now" at this moment. The world collapses like a movie rewinding, slowly reversed.
At this moment, Sui Xiong was in high spirits. He held his head high, exhaled loudly, and glowed with a brilliance that could illuminate the whole world and all time. He shouted loudly to the long river of time along the scroll of time soaked in countless blood stains.
"People in all the past time, are you willing to accept the rules that press on your heads and make it hard for you to breathe? Are you willing to accept a life of hard work but no hope? Are you willing to accept that you have worked hard to start a business for generations, but in the end you have failed? Is it the fate of being completely destroyed because of careerists?"
"If you don't want to accept it, then muster up your courage and raise your heads. Do you see the bright red in the sky? That is my flag, that is my call!"
"follow me!"
"change the world!"