After Transformation, Mine and Her Wild Fantasy

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A group of bodies wrapped in black matter.

A lot of demigods and sacred sorcerers have arrived. They look very yin, but the most desperate and angry nature is the close guard of the emperor. He wants to hold the corpse, but it is stained on it. The energy is too terrible, even if it is a demigod, it does not dare to touch it.

He understood that his protection of the emperor was unfavorable, and the consequences were absolutely fatal, so he issued the final roar

"Who is it!!!"

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The blonde youth looked back at the Duke's House, which had the same vigor as Hillier.

It’s a pity... that day, maybe I can’t come back anymore.

He sighed, and a golden sphere floated in the palm of his right hand.

"The blood of the emperor."

The blood of this emperor is very pure, although the golden blood that can be drawn from him is not a lot, but it is enough for Klad to continue to strengthen his blood.

......

next……

Just in Avalon.

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Tyre, Tyre

Tyre!

The sound in his ear gradually sounded, and he opened his eyes sharply, and the white world relaxed Tilton.

"What's wrong? Observers squat?"

He looked up at the girl who was still sitting on the high chair, and the observer asked.

"how long have you been here?"

"The memory is only seven or eight months, but the real experience may have been 20,000 years."

“Is there anything wrong?”

"If it is a memory, it will not be the same for your blessing. After all, in the absence of war, I have fallen into a dormant sleep in most cases."

"Occasionally, go out and walk, the opportunity to zoom in on time is not something you can have."

"What do you mean?"

"As you can see, there is a time difference between the places in Noah and the world here. In addition to mastering the **** of causality, it is almost impossible for mortals to want to survive back and forth in different places, even for you. Words, a hundred years of cultivation is only equivalent to a day in the world. This is definitely a golden opportunity, but you have spent tens of thousands of years sleeping and sleeping." The observers are so open, this makes I don’t know how to answer, he thought about it for a moment, then he waved his hand in desperation.

"Maybe because I don't want to let yu look all out here."

"Yu look what..."

"In the war of the elves, I have been thinking about a problem, the so-called difference between life and death."

Tyre looked up at the still white world and muttered to himself.

"The reason why people are greedy and fearful of death is that their yu hope has not dissipated, because there are still many things that they want to do, and many people, companions, and friends are waiting for themselves, so even It’s a warrior who is not afraid of death, and will show fear at the last moment of death.”

"So, have you decided to save all of this 100,000-year-old look?"

"If I just think that it is too much trouble to live too long, do you believe it?" Tyre smiled, he couldn't stand to live in such a place every day, even if every centuries would seal a memory, but such pain every time I have to go through a life, and Tyre can’t stand it.

"I believe, because... even me..." The elf looked at the screen in front of her, and she sank her eyes slightly.

"Even if I am, I will get tired of it."

"What if you are tired of it?"

“The easiest way to do this is to cut all the memories you have saved and save them elsewhere.”

"Are you obviously an observer, but you have to forget what you have observed?"

"Perhaps, this is a reincarnation. There is a cause for it, like a snake that has been smothered. At the beginning, it has already eaten its own ending."

"...this kind of life is really too tired."

"As long as people have consciousness, no matter how they live, they will feel tired, including those who will only enjoy happiness." The observer once again walked down from the chair.

She came to Tyre and wiped a skirt, sitting on the cold ground and looking at Tyre, who was also sitting on the ground.

"Do you think that when Longmian bites your head, is that the end, or is it another start?"

......

Tyre is silent. If there is no moon, it is the end, the end of eternal.

And as he opened his eyes as a sea of ​​moon, he understood that this was just another start for the female xing himself.

"The observer is kneeling..."

"Ok?"

"Do you have a name?"

"You asked me once."

"So I know this because I think of a good name."

"As a mortal want to name the gods?"

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