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She had a long dream.
In the dream, countless people in white coats and face masks surrounded her, sweating profusely and busy doing something.
Judging from their shocked and solemn expressions, it seemed that they were dealing with an extremely difficult matter.
By the way, I was seriously injured before and has been in deathbed. Maybe this is the self-comfort of the brain
She knows how bad her condition is. Under normal circumstances, the medical staff will turn their heads and ask for an account of the funeral as long as they glance at it, instead of spending energy on useless efforts.
Although she believed that Roland was the one who created the world, she also knew that the gods were not omnipotent or they would not let the gods find opportunities.
And she persevered to the end according to the request of the other party, and she had a clear conscience.
It is a wonderful feeling to realize that I am dreaming, my whole body is like soaked in warm soft light, all the pain I have suffered is gone, the voices of people talking seem to come from far away, the picture in front of me It's also getting blurry and drowsy.
Gradually, the sight merged with other fragments of the memory.
The gray sky overhead turned into a white shadowless lamp.
After the doctors finished their work, they left one by one. She "saw" herself being picked up by the medical staff and sent to a man and a woman. The two kissed her with happy smiles on their faces.
Then she crawled and rolled and grew up little by little.
Marquee... She realized that this might be the last flashback in her brain. The strange thing is that the memory fragments with only a few extremely vague impressions that I can't remember no matter how I think about them before, are completely reproduced in the dream.
She saw her childhood home, her backyard full of sheets, and… family.
It turned out that the place where she lived at that time was like this.
Lying in the arms of her family, she closed her eyes contentedly.
When drowsiness completely enveloped her, a doting murmur came from above her head.
"You said... what should the child's name be?"
"Otherwise, let's call Fei Yuhan."
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After a long time, Fei Yuhan slowly opened his eyes.
Looking at the familiar ceiling of the ward, her mind went blank for a while before she realized it.
Wait, myself... is this still alive
She tried to feel her whole body, but found that all her hands and feet responded to her will. Not only that, there was no delay between consciousness and movement, as if they had never been hurt.
Fei Yuhan raised his right hand to the front in surprise. Although the entire arm was covered with bandages, from the outline, it was fine to describe it as intact. And this hand was clearly broken several times before, and even the bones were broken into the flesh, and it was impossible to restore the original state by conventional means.
She couldn't help but burst out laughing.
That guy... really did it.
At that time, he actually swore to say "because I'm a god." Didn't he notice that his age was not suitable for such a line
"Well... Master..." At this moment, a whisper that was almost dreamy came from the ear.
Fei Yuhan turned his head away, only to realize that there was a little white-haired girl lying on the bed beside the bed. She rested her head on her hands and seemed to be still sleeping, but from the slightly melancholy corners of her eyebrows, it could be seen that she had been staying by the hospital bed during the time she was in a coma.
Fei Yuhan smiled, turned over quietly and got out of bed, carried Zero to the bed, and then walked out of the ward lightly.
In the corridor rest area, she saw Roland, Vakiris, and many other martial artists.
Seeing her appear, there was a commotion in the crowd, and many people gathered around to ask her about her situation. But she swept past, strode to Roland, grabbed his hand and said, "Let's go, it's time to get down to business."
Roland instantly felt dozens of scorching eyes cast on him, "Uh... business?"
"It's too unconvincing to just claim that you are a creation god or something, but if you add a talented martial artist, the effect may be very different. Isn't this a quid pro quo for you?" She raised her eyebrows and smiled, "You The promise was fulfilled, and now it's my turn."
"You just passed by like this?" Roland asked in surprise.
At this moment, Fei Yuhan was still wearing the striped shirt of a hospital patient, and the bandages were wrapped around his ankles all the way to his neck. Only his head was exposed, and it was wrapped like a zongzi.
She took Roland and walked towards the entrance of the corridor, "Of course, this is more convincing, isn't it?"
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In the conference hall of the sanatorium, the high-level officials of Prism City sat in a circle, listening to Fei Yuhan's report with a complicated expression.
"The enemy at that time was distinct from the Demon Fallen. Not only did it possess incredible abilities, but it was also difficult to suffer fatal damage, even if I raised the power of nature to its limit. According to it, only the world's Creators and Messengers can destroy their core."
"The facts have also proved this. I have hit its head astrolabe many times, but the opponent was unscathed. If Roland hadn't arrived in time, then things would have been irreversible. The enemy calls himself Delta, from erosion, and is a god. 's messenger. If it is one of the murderers who destroyed Prism City, then it can be inferred that its accomplices have similar characteristics. There is no doubt that our world is in great danger."
This statement caused a chatter in the arena.
Fallen demons are not afraid of ordinary martial arts, and only martial artists can kill them. But now that there is an extra divine envoy, and even the power of nature is ineffective, doesn't it mean that it has no rivals at all
If other Martial Daoists said that, everyone would suspect that it was a problem of ability, but Fei Yuhan said that there would be no doubts in this regard.
The mere thought of an invincible foe makes one shudder.
Not to mention that there are several more "God Envoys".
"I'm glad you're fine in the end, and I'm glad that Mr. Roland is on the side of the association." Rock pondered for a while and said first, "Indeed, from the intelligence collected on the scene, the enemy does have power that we can't understand. It must have defeated the Martial Daoist present. Based on the descriptions of all parties, we have reason to believe that it was Roland the Hunter who defeated the "enemy of erosion". In addition, he must have extraordinary means to rescue you from unimaginable serious injuries, but... just relying on the enemy's few words to determine that he is the creator of the world, wouldn't this be a bit... too hasty? "
"I agree. After all, this concept can be big or small. If the world was created by some people, where were these people before it came?"
"It's ridiculous, our world should have been born from the Big Bang!"
"If this is Miss Fei Yuhan's judgment, I'd be willing to believe it. Everyone has seen her injuries. It's not an exaggeration to describe her as being back from the dead. She basically recovered in just one day and night. Who else can do it except gods? at this point?"
"Don't forget that the enemy of erosion also claims to be a god! If both are gods, who has the final say?"
The high-level people were talking about it for a while. Although they deliberately lowered the volume, all the martial artists in the room were very powerful, and they could still hear each other's conversation clearly, and the voices of doubt accounted for most of them.
"First of all, everyone is mistaken." Fei Yuhan interrupted everyone's discussion, "I didn't think Roland was the creator of the world because of this battle, but I suspected it for a long time, but it was confirmed during the battle. . As for the specific process that is more complicated, I won't do more here. I know it sounds unbelievable, but everyone seems to ignore it. The creator is by my side. If he can come up with decisive evidence, this matter will naturally happen. conclusion?"
Roland couldn't help but touched his forehead. He knew that this was not an easy thing to convince people, so he didn't plan to disclose it to the association at first. But since he has come this far, he has to cooperate with Fei Yuhan who is doing his best to help him declare his identity.
"I don't know if the association still has a fallen core of the power of nature?" Roland looked at the guarding rock.
"Most of the cores were taken away by the enemy during the fall of Prism City, and there are only a few recent hunting results that remain." Rock nodded, "I am now taking care of them myself."
"Then bring all the cores here." He said slowly, "It's time for the imprisoned magic power to return to this world."