Crash, I am in a pre-civilization

"This... Guys..."

Tesla stared at Otto's weak and tired, but resolute face, the face that had been extremely disgusting to him, but at this moment... There was a bit of sympathy that surprised even herself.

"Stand up, Otto, it's not here when you fall." Kiana cheered.

[Everyone's eyes are focused on Otto, who was backstabbed.

Bright red blood splashed, and the icy thorn penetrated the man's body, bringing a piercing sore.

However, this was only the beginning, the Broken Beast that should have completely collapsed, suddenly raised its broken head, and the dark green beast pupils stretched out tentacles like branches, piercing the man's flesh on the verge of the limit again

Coincidentally.

At the same time, in the medieval gallows, the saint had just saved a citizen, and suddenly, when she heard the strange situation behind her, she turned her head sharply.

The next moment, her abdomen was violently pierced by the tail whip of the Broken Beast, and she spat out a mouthful of blood. This is despair before hope.

Otto's palm trembled and lifted, as if trying to block the blood gushing out of his chest.

I think that at the beginning, he made a contract with the Void Manzo, he obtained the technology to change his weight, and he faced a desperate situation without knowing the geometry, but he could not really affect Otto.

Over time, Otto doesn't pay much attention to injuries, and even uses serious injuries as a bargaining chip to lay out the next move.

But at this moment, this extremely broken body that was on the verge of the limit was already the last body of Otto Apocalis.

His soul could no longer experience the cost of replacing his body.

The consciousness fell into a blur, and the brilliance in front of him seemed to be completely dimmed.

However, the next moment, there seemed to be a ray of light in front of him.

A familiar back appeared in front of him, and the other party seemed to notice the sight behind him, turned around, and revealed a familiar smile.

Ahhh, familiar smile, five hundred years, I'm about to truly forget....

Kalien, I... I really want to see you again, see you smile again.

It was just a fatal injury -

the man suddenly raised his head, and his turquoise pupils shone again.

In the void ahead, golden brilliance flashed and converged into a golden cube.

——The First God's Key, Void Hide.

The man opened his mouth wide, let out a silent cry, forcibly drove his arm, and the bones and branch tentacles collided, breaking it abruptly and shattering.

"Once a person's soul is gone, he cannot be brought back to life."

The man stretched out his hand, and the moment he touched the void, endless brilliance bloomed.

The direction was backward, and the Avalanche Beast that still had a breath was completely destroyed, and in the process of destruction, Otto took his body and included it in the scope of the attack.

"The world allows consciousness to match new containers, but it does not allow containers to collect dissipated consciousness."

The man's hand could no longer hold the void, allowing it to fall vertically into the bloody desert. At this moment, Otto Apocalis' contract with the Void was also completely ended in a moment.

The Void has gained true freedom, and five hundred years late, a body that truly belongs to itself.

And Otto will also do what he missed for five hundred years.

In the end, the Mimicry Heavenly Fire Saint Cut condensed in the hands of the man, which was the last gift and final mercy of the Void Wanzang to the man.

In the wild, stirring music, the man holding the Mimicry Heavenly Fire Saint Tailor approached the Imaginary Tree of Numbers that was like a dream bubble step by step.

"I want to save the only her."

"I can only ..."

"Create new possibilities in the past."

The moment Otto Apocalis' hand touched the trunk of the Tree of Imaginary Numbers.

The uncultivated light appeared, covering the sky, covering the earth, and in the breath of Xuanzhi, the flow of time was emitting a silent roar.

It is the most selfish act of a person by human will, the mercy of God.

The ripples on the tree of imaginary numbers constitute a torrent of light, with memory as the core, five hundred years of time as the transit, the tree of imaginary numbers in the glory of a new branch is born, with the man falling on the tree of imaginary numbers, the ripples bring new changes to this towering giant tree, and new limbs

are born in five hundred years

A new future seal has sprouted, and the world that Otto is looking forward to will be opened up by his own hands, and at a cost....

"This other future

" "will be..." "

Time and space that belongs to her."

Seeing the birth of a new world line (a new branch), the man looked up and smiled tiredly but with great satisfaction.

I... Here, Kalien

, Otto's body, no longer falls backwards for a hundred years.

The process is short but lasting, fleeting and eternal.

The white-haired girl in his mind appeared in his mind, and time seemed to go back to that day five hundred years ago, when the two first met - "Otto, become my great inventor!"

For

a moment, golden light swept up like a tsunami, illuminating the entire world.

Otto's eyes widened suddenly, and his clenched fists broke his tentacles to pieces!

"Once a person's soul is gone, he cannot be brought back to life."

"The world allows consciousness to match new containers, but it does not allow containers to collect dissipated consciousness."

The golden Heavenly Fire Great Sword played the final soul song, and the blazing fire was like an abyss that swallowed everything.

Everywhere you go, the smoke area.

Otto raised his head and continued walking, standing in front of the Tree of Imaginary Numbers.

"To save the only her, I can only create new possibilities in the past."

He stretched out his hand and pressed his palm against the towering tree: "This other future will be—" "

The moment that belongs to her."

Five hundred years ago, at the moment when the saint was pierced by the broken beast, time stood still at this moment, shrouding the hood of the town of Korosten, the record bag of the world, the insurmountable shackles.

A crack in the Dao was created, which shattered, and in its place was the fall of a man above the sky, holding the hilt of his sword.

History has changed, and the pain of the saintly and mortal enemy has dissipated at this moment, and above the sky is followed by the deadly blow of the blazing heavenly fire sword from top to bottom.

Scenes from the past are emerging in front of you.

The parting in front of the prison, the disagreement in the basement of the church, the pride of the strange thief's life, the helplessness of the crusade to the earth, the joy of the engagement ceremony, the sorrow of the death of the father of a friend... The process of growing up together plays backwards.

——In the end, it stops at the girl who sends an invitation to the boy and together becomes the hero who saves the world.

He looked at the figure calmly, and the man turned into a shooting star and disappeared into the flames.

"Kalien... Stay alive. "

The falling flame meteor turned the Honkai beast into dust, and the heavenly dome meteor accompanied by the man's confession, accurately burned out the Honkai beast group in the city....

- This is the most selfish thing a man can do -

Otto Apocalis, his life, his existence, his everything, in the end, is left with this pale word.

What followed were memories cherished in the man's heart.

The music reflecting reality, singing the praises of the sky, walked past this man.

Under the branches, the bright sunlight shone on the earth, the wooden plane lay lightly on the lawn, under the swaying of the wind, the joyful laughter of young girls.

The paper airplane of childhood is thrown into the distance at this moment, and runs with the tender and sincere friendship.

This was the initial beginning of Otto Apocalis.

But when the young man looked back suddenly, the lovely figure who should have followed behind, looking at each other and laughing, seemed to have never appeared, leaving a lonely person, only the plane was still moving forward...

At this moment, the young man realized laterally that there was a gap between the two who should have been foaming at each other, that should not have been born -

the day when the saint's eyes were dim, he howled, lamented weakly, holding the love who was forever sleeping, and there was no light in his eyes, leaving only hatred and tyranny for this cruel world.

In the pure white church, blood sprayed from his chest, and the man with a sharp blade killed the sinful relative with his own hands, his face, body, and clothes were covered with blood, and the blood fell to the ground.

The hand bladed the enemy, but the hatred in the man's heart was still roaring.

He didn't stop, and the emotions in his heart didn't make him stop.

The inherited immortals are forced to become consumables, the turquoise cultivation trough reflects the man's face, cold, crazy, desperate to ask for the unknown and miracles, human emotions, to men, nothing.

Changing into Hanfu, the man's wonderful journey in Shenzhou, Li Suxiang's acquaintance, when the other party lay in his arms, Otto understood that his task in Shenzhou was completed.

The encounter and farewell to his friend Joyce, the birth of the girl who resembles Kalien.

He gained friendship, but abandoned it, he gained affection, but regarded affection as a bargaining chip

, put on a mask of ridicule, cut off the hope of salvation with his own hands, the man became a foolish clown, witnessed the revelation and self-killing of the pure white god, and at that moment the man had an epiphany.

The experiment of sin, the dark green unknown place, the miracle of the soul, the bondage of the girl's longing, the artificial man who feeds on love and hate, the birth of K423.

There was a promise that he kept in mind; There was a land, he kept remembering; There was one night, he kept remembering.

There is its head, it has its source, it has its destiny, it has its demise. Herds, tragedies, everything.

Who can really choose their life?

No, no one can choose their own life, but they can only choose their own death.

Otherworldly space, phantom dreams, unequal power, for which the man will conspire with the snake to make an unfair but win-win deal.

He half-knelt before the gods, promised the might of the gods, and proposed the delusions of a deal to the gods.

He succeeded, and under the bound of the tree, the man accepted the gift of the gods, embarked on the predetermined destiny, achieved the inhuman situation, and [the false gods] descended on the earth....

Scene after scene, five hundred years, the man's past has reached the final end.

The sky changed from turquoise to dusk, and the paper planes sailing in the distance finally ushered in the final prelude and landed on the dull lawn.

The shadow was accompanied by the sound of footsteps, and the man who grew from a teenager to a young man bent down to pick up the paper airplane of his childhood, immature and simple, and in today's eyes, the paper airplane still has too many places to improve.

But the memories on it are a luxury that can never be remedied.

The bleak dusk turned into a brilliant starry night, the man looked up at the sky, the sky and the earth were big, why... Why, he was left with only loneliness.

The stars are shining, a smear of meteors falling from the sky, and the meteor shower in the sky is a miracle that a man has composed of for five hundred years that even the world should admire, an impossible miracle born of the self-righteous deeds of a willing evil person.

The ink fell, the branches under the night, the bonfire was lit, the figures of the girl and the teenager snuggled up to each other, and with the warmth of the firelight, they entered the dream together, and the corners of their mouths were filled with carefree chuckles.

Perhaps, only the two of them at this moment can enjoy that touch, the purest innocence.

In the end, everything turned pure white.

The wind, traveling through static time, the man's consciousness has dissipated, but his soft voice is still whispering, announcing the last echo in the still wind.

“...... The story is like this, I went to a long, long time into the future, experienced all kinds of adventures, and finally had the opportunity to tell you the truth of the world like this.

"Don't worry, this time, everything will change because of you."

"It's like a long, long time ago, you changed a teenager."

"It was a spring morning..." "

He who was not loved met you over the wall."

"You greet him warmly and invite him to play with you."

"And at that moment—

" "This maiden received the salvation of his life."

Karen closed her eyes, silent, tears quietly slipped down her cheeks, she opened her turquoise eyes, and she said, "Farewell, my great inventor." "

Farewell, holy fanatical pilgrim.

High tribute to our predecessor, Otto Apocalis, Patriarch.

May his soul return with the long river. May he be as eternal and peaceful as gravel. May he always hear the whispers of his homeland. May he see the flood on the other side. Our friend is resting here, and he will return to the vast reincarnation...

This is the story of a man who made irreparable mistakes, gave up everything for the rest of his life, forward, forward, forward, and forward, he gave hard, even if his hands were tainted with sin, even if there were unjust souls behind him, he had no regrets, just to redeem the process he committed.

"Farewell, my great inventor."

There was a long silence, and no one in the Q&A space spoke, and even the sound of breathing became noisy in the deathly silence.

Here, they witnessed the end of Otto Apocalis, either subordinates or enemies.

They must have felt deeply, but at this moment—silence replaced all their answers.

"Perhaps—

" "—that's what a person can do... The most selfish thing. "