Global Monster Online

Lying under the tree, watching the dappled light scattering from between the leaves, and slowly starting to dim... That is the result of the darkness from the sky spreading.

Tialma reached out and took off the silver mask on her face, as if this would make herself more comfortable. But it seemed to be just an illusion, because at this time, she seemed unable to even move her body.

"Collapse and despair... From another concept, it should be the beauty of destruction... Ahem, cough, cough."

Seemingly unable to sit up even slightly, Tialma sighed softly and closed her eyes.

This will allow him to hear some sounds more clearly... in a small forest that has not yet been destroyed somewhere on this battlefield. But maybe it will be destroyed soon, either by those guys who have liberated all the spiritual patterns, or by a few other guys who have developed the power mode of the eighth era to its limit, or by those black substances... Who knows?

But before that, she heard footsteps coming.

Two different footsteps, and one of them was her own footsteps... Tialma opened her eyes with difficulty.

Watch.

Looking at the other Tialma who came with the Nightmare Lord...the other self who had managed the Star Spirit World for a long time as the Lord of the Guardian Hall.

Suddenly seeing another Tialma, falling to the ground so weakly, a trace of doubt flashed in the Nightmare Lord's eyes. But she didn't intend to ask anything, she just looked at the person next to her quietly and walked under the tree.

"How much time do you have left?"

"One day? Or a few hours... not much more." Tialma said weakly as she lay on the ground.

The crouched man nodded, put his hand in his, and held the other person's hand: "I'll leave you for an hour, okay?"

"That's really luxurious..." Tialma, who was lying on the ground, smiled slightly. He laughed at himself: "Is it true that I am the most tolerant person to myself?"

She didn't say anything as she knelt down, but the connection between her hands conveyed everything. She stood up from squatting on the ground and said softly: "Let me witness until the end...you are tired."

They looked at each other silently, as if they were looking at themselves in the mirror. Later, Tialma arrived with the Nightmare Lord. So he left with the Nightmare Monarch.

And the other her will eventually dissipate in this place.

She stretched out her hand and slowly touched the clothes on her body, and suddenly sat up - almost like a flashback, such an action would even shorten the limited time again.

She took out an extremely beautifully packaged box from the void, and her time was shortened again.

Then the box was opened and time began to shrink again.

She took out her chopsticks and time began to shrink again.

Every move is at the cost of time, constantly shrinking...

And what's inside that box. I don’t know when it was grilled, but now, although the taste has not changed, it has already cooled down, completely cooled down.

No matter how many times I ate it, I still couldn't bear to finish more than half of it... grilled fish.

But there is a discordant sound, which is breaking the last peace and immersion at this moment.

"Meow meow! I smelled something that seemed very familiar!! I smelled... ah... the smell of grilled fish in my dream!!"

"Brother Caolos...shouldn't we find a place to hide first? Are we still looking for food?"

"Alzhu! Do you know what is the most important thing about people?"

"What?"

"Eat! You must eat whenever you are alive! You have to eat when you are hungry, so should you eat even before you die? Those black mud-like things cannot be broken through. The things contained in the darkness behind are different. It will kill us both in a few minutes...it’s a dead end, why don’t we eat enough before we die?”

"Brother Caolos. You seem to be right? But...are we humans?"

"Meow meow!! You idiot, idiot... Oh, beautiful lady, are you here enjoying this delicious food?"

Walking in the forest was a cat...a child with three eyes.

Tialma was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly: "I can't finish it... If you don't mind, I can share it with you. Just a little bit. Long time no see, Caolos, Alsef."

The fat cat who came and rolled away, as well as the stupid beast of disaster, were stunned for a moment. Almost in unison: "Do you know me?"

Tialma smiled slightly and said: "Of course... one of you is the future pet, and the other is Anya's pet... In fact, they are both my family's pets. They have been since a long, long time ago. "

"Although I feel like you're talking nonsense, it's true that I, Master Cat, was once that little girl's pet. As for this idiot Al Pig, it was indeed the pet of the three goddesses of destiny... But why is it yours? ?”

Tialma said softly at this time: "I didn't expect to see you two in the end... This kind of incalculable unknown is indeed... So, I invite you to eat these, but can you do me a favor? There is a place I want to go, but there is really nothing I can do given the current situation.”

As the saying goes, eating people is short-handed... These two favored gods who are full of malice are naturally not such guys. The more they can eat and drink together, the better.

But unexpectedly, Caolos nodded subconsciously: "Anyway, I don't have a place to go. Have you agreed on where to go?"

There is always a very cordial feeling... Lazy Mao'er began to murmur in his heart.

"Heaven, the new world-shattering battleship in the sky." Tialma slowly raised her hand and pointed to somewhere in the sky: "It's always been there, always looking there... as long as you cross that height. ”

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"The intensity of the impact is still not enough..."

Watching all this happen quietly, Zhao Nan gently closed his eyes and made an inhaling motion. For him, just by breathing like this, he can already smell what is contained in the air... on the entire battlefield and in the entire wind realm. The concentration of something he needed.

Even the darkness coming from the fifth level, the matter pouring out from above. The scale in my heart still maintains its original appearance, and it does not say that it is tilting to which side.

"Human beings like to fight... This warlikeness has always been hidden in their hearts. It has remained unchanged through thousands of reincarnations and tens of thousands of dreams."

His eyes fell on a certain corner of the battlefield. There is the battlefield belonging to Osfen and Valkini, and their opponents are so powerful. After all, as a member of the Awakened, he can activate all the spiritual patterns.

"When you encounter a more powerful opponent, an opponent that cannot be defeated, the competitiveness in your heart will become stronger... Because of the struggle, people will continue to progress, and the civilization will continue to develop and develop..."

The fierce battle with all the spirit patterns seemed to have stopped suddenly. Another ancient arcanist and another sky sword master both fell to the ground at this time.

Osphen and Valkyrie were leaning against each other. It seems that this method can only be used to prevent oneself from falling.

But I couldn't see a trace of failure in their eyes... What they had was probably a never-ending fighting spirit, even if they failed countless times.

"And in the process of progress, only those who never give up and persist to the end can have brilliant qualifications." Zhao Nan silently looked at the gasping figures of Osfen and Valkini, and slowly He slowly stretched out his hand and lit up two points of light, "Please remember this kind of never give up. Keep going until the end...senior brother, senior sister."

When two points of light suddenly shot out from the sky. Just as a meteor shower appeared and then disappeared, some wonderful changes were appearing in Osfen and Valkini.

You can feel a brand new strength starting to flow from your limbs and from the bottom of your heart. The source of this strength is...that which never gives up: courage.

"I feel like I can keep fighting... Wife, can you fight hard again?"

"How many times. No matter how many times, I will be with you."

The two were holding hands, and what spread out behind them were the butterfly wings like their opponents Phoenix Sasha and Meige... double flying wings.

"Even if I lose a hundred times, I will not regret it!"/"Even if I die a thousand times, I will go on!"

He and she turned into light, turned into flying butterflies, intertwined with another pair of butterflies, and kept intertwined.

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"But even with infinite courage, some people still cannot succeed. Behind every successful person, there are countless losers. They are unwilling, they are not angry, they are furious, and they cry out in failure. They ask themselves whether they will They have less courage than successful people, but they even have boundless courage.”

Then he looked at the other corner of the battlefield, the prince who had completely released all the anger in his mind, and the vampire queen who stubbornly activated the power of all the spiritual patterns first.

Their battlefield was the first, and their battlefield is still continuing.

"Pain, unwillingness, and confusion. Therefore, most losers begin to sink, or get lost, following the desires in their hearts, unable to extricate themselves, and letting themselves go... Are they completely sinking into the sea of ​​desire, or are they relying on their hearts? The dissatisfaction and anger in my heart, coming out of failure again? Is it wiser to give up when the opportunity arises, or is it more profound to insist on overestimating one's abilities? "Achilles, let me see."

He pointed out his finger for the first time. It was also light, and it was also a meteor falling on the battlefield.

Behind His Royal Highness, the Butterfly Clothes of Light slowly unfolded.

The battlefield between him and her has once again begun... Regardless of the black material, the darkness and the evil spirits used, they don't care about who is right and wrong on this battlefield. They only see this battle.

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"But no matter whether they can get out of failure or not, no matter whether they sink into the ocean of lust, they still have the pain in their hearts that cannot be erased. There is always something missing in their hearts. So what after success, after failure again So what? This seems to be no longer a question of persistence, but a question of a certain belief in the heart that has already collapsed... What is the meaning of living without relatives, no family, no friends, and being alone... What is the meaning of your existence? What? Are you still going to keep searching?"

Within the thunder and lightning, Dusk was in a daze... Suddenly, from the cockpit, with the butterfly wings behind his back, he began to fly over the battlefield.

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"But when you have found it, when you have everything, when you have tried failure, experienced success, and had experiences that ordinary people can hardly imagine, what else do you want to pursue? What will your dream be like? Let me see it too."

Deep in the Dongyuan warship, the few small lights in the room that were flickering constantly suddenly became dim... But soon after, the light began to fill the room.

The Dragon Emperor stood up from his throne, and behind his half-human, half-monster body, he also spread a pair of beautiful butterfly wings.

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In the wind, at the top of the warship, a figure slowly landed, and Tiarma gently asked Zhao Nan: "Is this enough?"

He just shook his head. (To be continued.)