Banner of the Evil God

Sui Xiong seized the time.

He himself didn't 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 is something completely unimaginable. Even he thinks it is 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 is no way... 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, try 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 be recalled to a billionth of a moment.

However, he was unwilling to do so.

This world carries too much of his thoughts, too much concern, 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, just 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...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, all the muscles in his body 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."

"It's so annoying! Just shut up, frog! What does 'impossible' mean? 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 this 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 who knows 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 I don’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, turned into a frog larger than a human, picked up a cane, and hit him hard on the head, "Time cannot be moved! If you want to use the past It’s impossible to cover the present time!”

Sui Xiong ignored the useless attack and turned his head, with a smile that was uglier than crying on his exhausted face.

"You... know? The evil god... is also a 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...disappoint...their...expectations!"

"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...are...different from you. I am...the evil god. The evil god...doesn't have to...obey...what...the rules!"

"So...I...can do it."

"You can't do it either! You're almost exhausted!" The Lord of Supreme Goodness 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 Can’t die here!”

"If...can't...save...the world, I...die...here...is 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 Goodness, "Even if... I... die... there will be... …The next…epoch.”

"I will... turn... my body... into... the earth... my eyes... into... the sun and moon... my blood... into... rivers... my breath... into... wind and rain..." He panted violently. After a while, he forced out a smile that was almost breaking down, "There will be it in the next... 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 before, he recognized Sui Xiong immediately.

"Your Majesty?! What happened to you? What are you doing?"

Sui Xiong was stunned, subconsciously looked around, then smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It seems that I am really about to die, 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 it!"

This time, it was not an illusion.

Because the bloodstains penetrated into time, the past and the future were connected together, and Sui Xiong and Leon finally got in touch.

As a god, Leon easily understood what would happen in the future and what Sui Xiong was doing.

"Your Majesty... You..." The almost burned out phantom had tears in his eyes, "I'm sorry, I can't help."

"How can I not help? At least I can cheer him up." The voice of the god of justice, Yorgadman, came from another time, and it was the words of Him who was about to burn out.

"Father, perhaps our power is insignificant, but even if it is just a little bit, it can at least help a little."

"Your Majesty, it is my honor to fight with you at the last moment!"

"I am the God of War! Fighting against time, such a great thing, how can I not participate!"

"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 a suitable ending for a warrior!"

"Please give the order."

"I believe that what you did is fair and right, until now, Still the same. "

"These hands that always hold the hoe, occasionally want to grab something very powerful!"

"I am not just a hedonist. Now I have a medium-level divine power. Don't underestimate me!"

"You gave me a new life. Now is the time for me to repay you!"

"In the name of the 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 fragments of time. The messages gathered together like drops of water into a stream, echoing with Sui Xiong on the other side of time.

Sui Xiong responded one by one. Every time he answered, his spirit was lifted up. His eyes were rejuvenated. The flame passed through the long years and the destroyed world, and appeared in his eyes from the underground hall of the temple.

The flame began to burn again, just like his rekindled fighting spirit.

Not only that, along with the burning of the flames, from even more distant times, the refugee camps, the Void City, the Northwest Republic, the Void Mask Church... even those original followers when there was nothing at the beginning... countless mortals who believed in and supported Sui Xiong all felt the call of the end of the world at the end of time. They began to pray, and countless prayers gathered together, accompanied by the flames of the gods burning everything, using the bloodstains of Sui Xiong's countless efforts as a bridge, crossing time and continuously passing 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 the earth fire and was about to burst out.

Sui Xiong took a deep breath slowly, and with every breath, his breath would grow a little. His body, which had been exhausted to the extreme, regained its strength, even stronger than before. He tore off the tattered clothes that were a bit in the way, revealing a thin but strong body that had become thin 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, everyone trusted him and supported him. Even if time passed, they were no longer there, but this trust and support could travel through time and stir in his heart.

Seeing that he suddenly recovered his spirit, became stronger, and even glowed with brilliance, the worried Lord of Goodness was shocked.

"This... what's going on? How did you suddenly recover?"

"Old Frog, where do you think people's strength comes from?" Sui Xiong asked instead of answering.

"Where does the power come from?" The Lord of Goodness was stunned for a moment, thought about it, and answered, "From the food I eat and the magic power I absorb?"

"Maybe this is true, but for me, there is only one source of power." Sui Xiong said in a voice that became relaxed and confident again, "From my heart!"

"As long as the heart is alive, the power will not be extinguished."

"I was exhausted and haggard before, not because I was tired, but because I had given up. When I gave up, everything was over."

"But everyone hasn't given up! They are still on the other side of time, doing their best and fighting Not only that. They are all struggling, why should I give up? Don’t you think so? ”

The Lord of Goodness’ eyes lit up and a smile appeared on his face: “Of course!”

“I will not let them down for their trust and support. I will protect everyone, the world, and everything I value and love!” Sui Xiong smiled, and the fire in his eyes burned more and more fiercely. “I remember someone said that a man must become stronger in order to protect something. In order to protect those things, even if it is ‘impossible’, he must break it and turn it into ‘possible’.”

“Old Frog, have you ever had such a moment?”

Without waiting for the Lord of Goodness to answer, he laughed and pulled the "scroll" of time again.

"For me, it's now and here!"

This time, he finally took a step and pulled the scroll of time.

"There are many, many rules in this world, rules that I don't like. I broke many, but there are still many." His steps were extremely heavy, his body was completely tense because of his best efforts, but his voice was full of power, "So what? Just keep breaking them!"

"Time can't be reversed? The past can't replace the present? Such annoying rules, just break it!"

"I am an evil god, I don't follow the rules! On the contrary, since I have seen those annoying and wrong rules, I will smash them all!"

His steps became bigger and bigger, and the scroll of time kept shaking under his pulling. The time from the "past" gradually flowed out, covering the "present" at this moment. The collapse of the world was like a movie rewind, slowly reversing.

Sui Xiong was in high spirits at this moment. He held his head high, exhaled loudly, and radiated a brilliance that could illuminate the entire world and all time. He followed the time painting that was stained with countless bloodstains and shouted loudly to the long river of time.

"People in all the past time, are you willing to accept the rules that are pressing on your head and making it difficult for you to breathe? Are you willing to accept a life of hard work but no hope? Are you willing to accept the fate of generations of hard work to create a business, but ultimately being completely destroyed by ambitious people?"

"If you don't want to accept it, then muster up your courage and raise your head. Do you see the bright red in the sky? That's my flag, that's my call!

"Follow me!"

"Change the world!"