Wang Mian froze on the spot.
"If possible, I want to save them more than you do." The old man Wang Mian continued, "In my timeline, everything is not what you see now.
More than fifty years ago, the polluted mad gods in Gaotian Plain swarmed out and turned into a catastrophe to attack Daxia. The Seraph Michael shot from the moon and killed some of the mad gods, plus Colono. Despite Si's obstruction, although this Mad God catastrophe did not destroy Daxia, it also severely damaged Daxia's vitality.
In that catastrophe, almost all of the human ceiling of that era were killed, and the Night Watchmen suffered countless casualties. The coastal areas of Daxia suffered heavy losses, and even after decades, they still have not recovered.
In that timeline, due to the chain reaction of the catastrophe, the Sword Immortal Zhou Ping did not appear in Daxia, and there were only three human ceilings stationed in Daxia without Lu Wuwei.
Ten years ago, Loki and Gaia invaded Daxia, but the three human ceilings failed to stop them, allowing them to take away the Shiva Vengeance and destroy several cities. Two years ago, the Nine Pillars of Egypt successfully captured Fengdu and blocked the return of the gods of Great Xia.
In that timeline, Daxia has been in an extremely passive situation, so much so that in the all-out divine war, it was ultimately defeated.
And the source of all this is that catastrophe. "
Several clouds of blood mist erupted from the old King Mian's body again, turning into white threads and floating away. However, this time, his time retrieval failed to restore all the flesh and blood, and his figure became a little transparent.
He closed his eyes, remained silent for a moment, and continued:
"Fortunately, I eventually became the new God of Time. I stood on the ruins of Daxia and decided to use my limited lifespan to change this period of history.
Now, I did it.
The entire timeline has been overturned by me, and all the power of cause and effect has been exerted on me. Daxia has begun to move towards a brand new future. Maybe this time we will not lose.
It's a pity that I don't have time to save them now."
Wang Mian fell into silence.
Bang bang bang!
Several streaks of blood mist bloomed from the body of the old King Mian in succession. He slowly opened his eyes. In those weathered eyes, there was no longer the shadow of the circle of time flowing back. The blood mist on his body turned into wisps of white. Silk, dissipated in the sky.
"I changed the fate of Daxia, but I am the only one I can't forgive you for." The old king looked into his eyes, "So, I am here to apologize to you."
"You don't need to apologize."
Wang Mian said calmly, "You are just the God of Time, not omniscient and omnipotent. You have changed the fate of Daxia, but you have tried your best to not change their fate."
After hearing these words, the wrinkled face of the old king finally showed unprecedented relief. The God of Time, who single-handedly changed the history of Great Xia, slowly untied the last knot in his heart.
Continuous blood mist exploded, and the figure of the old king became more and more transparent. He looked down at his body and smiled in relief.
He looked towards the king.
"My law of time comes from the future and does not belong to the time and space here. After I become a Taoist, it will automatically return to the long river of time, so I can't leave it to you to do things that are not in compliance with the law. Don't worry too much. Becoming the God of Time is Your destiny, when the time is right, the opportunity to become a god will appear automatically."
The old king was sitting on a lonely boat, and his figure in a dark gray cloak turned into white threads all over the sky, floating towards the sky.
"My war with time is over,
Next,
I can only rely on you.”
As the last words floated in the mist, a lonely boat floated alone among the waves.
Wang Mian stood on the sea, like a sculpture, motionless.
Somersaulting on the cloud.
At night, everyone was sitting on the clouds, looking down at the sea and fog below, chatting casually.
At the very back of the clouds, a white-haired young man stood there quietly, looking back at the outline of the land that gradually disappeared at the end of the field of vision. Confusion and loneliness flashed in his cross-starred eyes, and he was in a daze.
Lin Qiye saw this scene, walked to him and sat down. After a moment of silence, he took off the magic curse on his waist.
"Taki Shiro, return the knife to you."
Yuri Takibai was startled, "Brother Qiye, won't you keep this sword?"
"The power of this sword is too strong. It's hard for me to control it. It's a waste to keep it by my side." Lin Qiye smiled slightly, "What's more, your sister will feel at ease only if she is by your side."
With Lin Qiye's current body, he can only use two swords forcibly with the divine disaster, but if he puts it in the hands of Yuri Takibai, it can exert extremely terrifying power. Yuri Takibai will be kidnapped by him anyway. It belongs to Daxia, so it is most appropriate for this sword to remain in his hand.
The most important thing is that the Divine Bane is not just an artifact, but attached to it is Yurina's soul.
It was impossible for Lin Qiye to forcefully separate Youli and her sister just for this sword.
What's more, Yurina Takashiro is about to leave for Daxia, which is a completely unfamiliar country to him. This thirteen or fourteen-year-old child will definitely feel lonely and hesitant in his heart. With Yurina by his side, it is also a good thing.
After Yuri Takibai hesitated for a moment, he nodded and gently held the god in his arms.
"Brother Nanaya, have you seen my sister?" Yuri Takibai asked as if he had thought of something.
"I saw it." Lin Qiye nodded, "Don't be too sad, she just turned into a spirit body and did not really die."
"I know."
Yuri Taki smiled and said, "Sister, you must be very excited to see you, right? During this period, she has been looking forward to your return every day. When she was in the 'Human Circle', she bought an entire coastline. To wait for you there often
Oh, by the way, my sister also built a huge club for you, just opposite our house. Brother Qiye, you will be very surprised if you see it!
My sister also said that when you return to Japan, she will dance with you there and open ten champagne towers for you to make you the top cowherd in Japan."
Yuuri Takibai looked at the afterimage of the mainland in the fog, as if he was remembering something, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
Lin Qiye on the side was stunned.
As if he remembered something, he suddenly sat up from the somersault cloud.
"Taki Bai, maybe you want to lend me that knife." Lin Qiye said seriously.
Yuri Takibai was startled, and without hesitation handed the divine disaster to Lin Qiye's hand, and asked doubtfully: "Brother Qiye, what are you going to do?"
Lin Qiye looked at the black-gold sword in his hand, with a complicated look in his eyes.
"I still owe your sister a dream"
Blade world.
The tall buildings stand tall under the night, and the bright lights are like bright stars, illuminating a corner of the sky.
This modern city created by divine power has completely replicated the original appearance of Japan. At this moment, on a bustling street in Tokyo, a majestic Cowherd Club has been put up for closure.
The luxurious hall with black and gold tones was now empty and deserted. Only the mirror-like clean black tiles silently reflected the stars and lights outside the window.
In the lonely hall, there was only a girl wearing a black cherry blossom kimono, sitting quietly on a chair, staring at the night outside the window, as if in a daze.
She is the god of this world.
A God with worries, thoughts, and concerns.
After an unknown amount of time, the girl sighed, stood up from her chair, walked through the black and gold hall, and walked toward the door.
Squeak!
Before the girl reached the door, the closed door slowly opened.
Starlight and lights poured in from outside the door, spreading throughout the hall. A young man wearing a black sequined suit walked out of the door.
The girl froze on the spot.
When she saw the man's face, his eyes quickly brightened, more dazzling than the stars in the sky.
The young man stepped across the black gold corridor and stood in front of the girl. He stretched out his hand gracefully and smiled at her.
"Miss Yuri, would you be honored to dance with you?"
Volume 3, The Evil City, finished.
The next volume, the movement of God’s Fall.
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