Garen's skin tightened instantly, and an extremely strong sense of threat gushed out from the soul-seed in his mind. How can it be! ! ? what happened!
He should have shuttled directly back to the void battlefield! There are Chixue people waiting for him, how could they travel to the North Pole, the headquarters of the White King, in an instant! ?
He couldn't understand it, and his mind was in a mess for an instant, and he was caught off guard by the sudden and huge shock of the change.
White King! That is the terrifying existence that dominates most of this galaxy! It is the pinnacle of the king class!
Now he is just an ordinary tenth-level perpetual mover! If the opponent wants to kill himself, it is easier than crushing an ant! !
The gap between the two sides is too great, there is no comparison at all!
Garen tried his best to calm himself down, but his heart was still beating wildly uncontrollably.
"According to all your experiences, all sudden changes and rises, combined with my judgment, 25% of your real name is Nono Siwa, 6.2% is Jielius, and 100% Those over 60 are Garen." The White King looked like a very ordinary young boy with a very pure smile, his skin was as delicate as the best milk jelly, and his calm eyes seemed to be smiling. Meaning, as if smiling anytime, anywhere.
"I don't know if I'm right?"
Garen's heart tightened again in an instant.
"What do you want to do?" He felt his voice was so hoarse for the first time.
Even the White King, who has not yet reached the peak, is far from being able to compete with him.
"You're not the only one, you've seen fate." The White King answered in a low voice with a pure smile.
The entire white palace is wrapped in endless nebula vortexes, and a large number of meteorites surround it at a high speed. Where in space. Isolated by the endless powerful vortex, this place is like a paradise, and ordinary experts are not even qualified to enter.
"Everything in the world has its destiny, and your and my efforts are all in it. Just like many years later, I will be killed by the Red King. Although he will become my only confidant in the future. But that is fate." The White King Looking up at the stream of meteorites rotating in the sky, huge gray meteorites rolled and flew over the top of the head, with a huge and oppressive feeling, it seemed that they might hit the palace at any time.
Seeing that the White King didn't seem to be doing anything, Garen relaxed a little.
"You know that you will die in the future, why don't you make arrangements in advance?"
"That's destined." The White King showed a pure smile, "My life is to compose my destiny."
Garen knew the ideal of the White King, he wanted to make the whole world no longer have fights, no more wars.
And since he has also seen the general trend, he must understand that after the Red King kills him, the human race will be unified, and then there will be an unprecedented prosperity and peace, and this peace is likely to last for a long, long time years.
"Then I'm destroying fate, how do you plan to deal with me?" Garen asked calmly.
"Originally, I planned to kill you." The White King said softly, "But when I saw you, I hesitated."
"Hesitate?" Garen quietly breathed a sigh of relief, "Why?" No one wants to die if they can live.
In fact, he does not agree with the ideal of the White King at all. The universe is too big, and the Milky Way is too big. Finite and human beings all occupy only two large nebulae, and the total number is only to rule tens of thousands of living planets. One hundred thousand non-inhabitable planets.
This data looks huge, but in fact, compared to the scale of hundreds of billions of stars and countless nebulae in the Milky Way, it is simply a small gap by the side of a big pond.
As for what the universe has observed now, there are hundreds of billions of galaxies the size of the Milky Way, each of which has hundreds of billions of solar systems. This kind of terrifying scale, not to mention the ones that have not been observed, and whether there are still galaxies outside the universe There are universes.
A mech human civilization, even a king-level master who can destroy the planet, is just a drop in the ocean.
But no matter what, he still has a heart of reverence for the White King, a martyr who is desperate for his ideals.
"Because you are not what I thought you were," the White King said softly. "I'm a reasonable person. Fate should let you die at the hands of Shi Nandi, then you shouldn't be killed by me."
"Didn't you choose to fight? Fight against the fate of death?" Garen asked back. "Why are you accepting your fate now?" He tried hard to find a topic, but he couldn't help but bring it up all over his body.
After hearing his words, the White King shook his head.
"Since the direction of fate is the general trend I yearn for, why should I reverse it?" He replied with a smile.
He stopped looking at Garen, but walked down the stone steps down the palace square. Walk down the stone steps step by step.
Garen looked around, it was deserted and empty, only the ground seemed to have faint traces of the war, with dents and gaps everywhere.
He glanced at the white king who was getting farther and farther ahead, but chose to follow.
On the long stone steps of the white palace, two small dots descend slowly one after the other.
After descending the stone steps, the White King walked up to a blood-colored stele that was inserted obliquely on the ground, stood still, and stretched out his hand to gently caress the texture of the stele, as if he was stroking his lover's skin.
Garen stopped behind him, frowning at him, wondering what the White King was going to do.
"Do you know?" The White King suddenly said.
"?"
Garen watched him quietly, waiting for the next sentence.
"The current fate is turned into this with my own hands," the White King said peacefully.
"What are you trying to do by arresting me?!" Garen frowned and said in a deep voice.
"Have you ever heard of a saying?" The White King turned around and smiled. "One day in the sky, one year on earth."
He raised his finger, and the fingertips shone with a little golden shimmer.
As the twilight diffused, Garen realized that the entire body under his legs had been frozen to the ground.
What froze him was not ice, but an extremely clear dark golden crystal.
Click.
The dark golden crystals slowly grew, crawling up Garen's legs, like living things. Continue to cover more parts of the spread. They absorb the icy cold air naturally released by Gallon itself, and can quickly strengthen themselves.
"This is!!?" Garen tried hard to move his legs, but the power of that crystal was extremely strong. "Golden void crystal.! The strongest imprisoned substance?"
This thought flashed through his mind, and Garen soon felt that his body was out of control. As he struggled faster and faster, the dark golden crystal spread upwards, and soon covered his chest, directly imprisoning his throat .
cold
After so many years, Garen felt the cold for the first time since practicing Peacock Kungfu in the Cold Region.
A penetrating coldness that penetrated to the marrow of his bones kept trying to penetrate deep into his skin and bones.
chirp! !
The phantom of the peacock struggled and wailed behind Garen, letting out a final howl. Countless white ice crystal vines tried to spread behind Garen, forming a huge ice net to take advantage of.
But the emptiness here has nothing to draw on.
"Do you know?" The White King stretched out a finger again, "Many people call me, Absolute Distortion"
The dark golden shimmer was fleeting.
Peng! !
All the ice crystal vines suddenly shattered, turning into countless white light spots and falling down one after another.
Garen was completely enclosed in the dark golden crystal, unable to move, he could only stare at the White King with wide eyes. The terrifying force field all over his body is constantly trying to condense and tangle, but they are all directly broken up by an inexplicable twisting force, condensing again and again, being broken up again and again,
Even the power of the soul seed was completely collapsed by this twisting force, and everything in Garen's body fell into chaos.
"Distortion. This is an absolute concept! As long as it is within this range, any biological matter can only have one attribute, and that is distortion." The White King explained quietly. "Without a concept of yourself, no matter how hard you struggle, it doesn't make any sense."
He still has a pure smile.
"You are here, quietly waiting for your fate to come"
Turning around, he walked slowly towards the top of the white palace, his figure gradually drifted away, and slowly disappeared on the stone steps, and he could no longer see any trace.
Garen looked through the crystal in the direction the White King was leaving. It wasn't until the other party left completely that the force of distortion weakened slightly.
"Twisted?"
He tried to condense the body restoration of the Peacock Art in the Cold Region. But Sheng Zhiwu couldn't reveal the void power absorbed by the crystal to the outside world at all, and there was a huge devouring force that directly and continuously sucked away the cold air on his body.
With this devouring power, the large amount of cold energy accumulated on Garen's body was rapidly descending.
Snapped!
A blue silk thread that tried to protrude from the palm exploded directly.
"It's troublesome!" Garen's heart sank, "This devouring power isn't that powerful, it's even weaker than myself, but because of the extra force of distortion, I can't condense my devouring power at all! !"
At this moment, he has confirmed that the White King has no intention of killing him, but because his strength exceeds expectations and is likely to change the general situation, he is imprisoned here, waiting for the inevitable future.
"If the White King hadn't lied to me before, then this place should have an extreme gravitational multiplier. This gravitational force can even distort and change the flow of time. The so-called heaven and earth go up for a year. He originally had this idea."
Garen seemed to understand the White King's plan in an instant.
At this moment, he looked outside through the crystal, and the meteorite in the sky outside seemed to be rotating faster, and there was a trend of getting faster and faster.
Suddenly, streams of light descended from the sky, rushed up the white steps, shot down in an instant, and flew back into the meteorite stream outside.
There were white and blue in the streamer, as if there was a figure wrapped in it, but with Gallon's eyesight, he couldn't see clearly.
On the ground around the crystal, the stones gradually shattered, becoming smaller and smaller, and finally turned into sand grains. The sand grains condensed into soil under the moist water vapor.
Boom!
Some large and small meteor fragments fell from the sky, and the larger fragments repeated the process and turned into mud.
Gradually, Garen felt that the soil around the crystal was getting higher and higher. Gradually up from the feet of Crystal, it soon reached the waist, almost submerging him in half.
Seeing all these changes, Garen finally realized something.
"Sure enough, even time has been distorted by him."
Through the crystal, he felt that it was only a few hours, but the outside world seemed to have passed for a long, long time.
(end of this chapter)