Global Monster Online

At this moment, something did break.

What is broken is just the scene, the core of the World Tree is still the core.

It's just that it's no longer the scene that Zhao Nan saw when he woke up.

There is no golden liquid flowing out of the World Tree, nor are there those rhizome memory flowers used to absorb so-called nutrients.

The rescued people disappeared in an instant like bubbles.

Instead, there were people lying on the huge leaves in another place, safe and sound.

Zhao Nan subconsciously took two steps back. His mind was almost blank and he was almost lost in disbelief. His throat was surging with difficulty, but he couldn't say a word, "You..."

"Ahem...you don't think I'm really willing to do that kind of thing...ahem."

"They are...probably having a pretty good dream right now, right?"

The Lord of Truth...or should it be called the Happy Clone at this time? What if all this is true? What if all this is false?

Did he already die? Because of his strong unwillingness, he fell into some kind of delusion that he could identify with at the moment before his death? And you said yes, is this really true? Dreams and butterflies, butterflies and me... Zhao Nan was at a loss.

"Alright, alright, things like Zhuang Zhou's Mengdie will not happen to you and me yet." The Lord of Truth seemed to spit out another mouthful of blood, and his originally upright body was now crumbling.

It's almost time to come down.

At this moment, Zhao Nan instinctively reached out to support the Lord of Truth - he could not ignore the state of his other self.

The moment he stretched out his hand to hold the Lord of Truth's arm, Zhao Nan's brain suddenly woke up. First of all, he wanted to understand one thing. He said in a hoarse voice: "Should I... let my small world of domain be born for you? , I just did this...are you an idiot?"

The life blood bar was now only thicker than a hair. Zhao Nan's whole body was agitated. Although he had thousands of questions in his heart, the only thing he wanted to think about at this moment was to revive the Lord of Truth.

A large amount of healing medicines that could have an effect on the indigenous people poured out of his personal space. Zhao Nan had never been as panicked as he was now.

The Lord of Truth shook his head: "I can't last long, so don't waste time and effort... Well, don't talk yet. There is one more thing that must be completed."

Zhao Nan frowned, but was pushed away slightly by the Lord of Truth. In his doubtful eyes, the Lord of Truth slowly raised his hands!

Not far away, the complete World Tree core crystal slowly fell off at this time, and during this process, the face of the Lord of Truth became paler day by day.

How long is this time?

Zhao Nan couldn't measure it.

Until the crystal broke away from the World Tree, and then seemed to be supported by some invisible force, it continued to rise. rising.

I heard the Lord of Truth shout in a deep voice: "Open the door!"

A huge black hole suddenly appeared in the sky... Before that black hole, Zhao Nan's soul even started to throb. This was something he had seen, felt, and even struggled in. , the origin network of the paradise world!

Crystals formed by the World Tree. At this time, it slowly fell into the black hole until it completely disappeared.

The black hole disappeared. At the moment when the black hole was completely eliminated, the Lord of Truth's body seemed to be unable to support him anymore, and he fell directly on Zhao Nan's body.

"Ahem... Speaking of which, you bastard is really cruel... No... I'm just scolding myself when I scold you? I'll go... ahem."

"Can you stop talking nonsense?" Zhao Nan shook his head and tried to share memories with the Lord of Truth through his soul. This kind of sharing is much more effective than any language.

And at the same time, no matter what it is. Whether it is the one who stops bleeding or the one who saves life, they are all attached to the Lord of truth. However, any healing medicine cannot take effect.

Even the memory sharing from the soul seems to have failed.

"Are you rejecting me?"

"It seems like there are a lot of strange things stuffed in. So it can't be coordinated... After all, it's been 27,000 years... ahem..."

Zhao Nan's fingers trembled slightly. This was the second time he heard the time interval of twenty-seven thousand years. He subconsciously said: "What did you say? It's only a few months!"

"The probability is infinitely close to zero... Now, didn't you hear what Ganyatis said?"

"That kind of thing..." Zhao Nan looked horrified and almost couldn't believe it: "Time and space?"

"Probably something similar?" As if he was caught in a memory, "I still have that guy... Oh, by the way, and little Sigda. When he woke up, he went to a very strange place... the endless forest. , and finally... the tomb."

"tomb?"

The Lord of Truth shook his head: "I don't remember... I don't remember what happened at all. Anyway, when we woke up again, we had returned to the paradise world. It was just the paradise world 27,000 years ago. , the beginning of the era.”

"Impossible, impossible!" Zhao Nan held his head and said, "This kind of thing is completely impossible! I am..."

"Did you say rebirth?" The Lord of Truth smiled, but there was helplessness and vicissitudes of life, and even some self-deprecation, and he said softly: "Well... let me say, do you really think you are reborn?"

…

…

Rebirth.

This is a secret that Zhao Nan will never mention to others. No one told it, only No. 1 to No. 3, who were his clones, knew it because of memory sharing.

However……

Zhao Nan took a deep breath, panicked, and even felt a little weak: "What do you mean?"

"History is like...a circled line, just going around a circle at the same point. We all took a detour on this circle...and then returned to the starting point..." The Lord of Truth looked at Looking at Zhao Nan, there were too many apologies in his eyes, "What you know... what we know... when they intersect, they are actually on the same straight line. So I'm sorry, the so-called three-year rebirth , is just a fragment implanted in your mind out of thin air. It shows that the game time they experienced in advance is the same, isn't it? When you wake up in class, you are not reborn. In the past, it was just a dream about the future before this game started.”

Zhao Nan lowered his head. Paled face.

"Dream... no matter what it says about us, we will be fine. But if we don't operate according to history, we will disappear in this period of history... Only by letting you move forward according to the history you say you know, can we finally have our Birth... Until that twisted point, everything can move forward. Ahem... I can't analyze too much. If you understand, you will understand... If you don't understand, just go home and look up the dictionary... I really can't resist it. A long time..."

"us?"

"I am me...I am not the Taoist number one..." The Lord of Truth blinked: "Then, it's also Lin Bo..."

Not to mention time.

Even his heart seemed to have stopped at this moment. Zhao Nan truly felt the so-called blankness of consciousness this time. This unprecedented impact is even comparable to the desperate situation not long ago that I no longer want to remember in my life. The kind of thinking caused by fear cannot...

And at this time. It’s because of the inability to think caused by shock and surprise!

Lin Bo is Number One... Number One is the extremely evil clone... and the extremely evil clone is Zhao Nan himself!

The gamification of the entire world connects the two worlds. Countless creatures have lost their lives due to this accident, countless misfortunes and deaths, everything.

Everything...will be blamed on myself? !

"The joke you made... is too big!!"

"Only this time, I can't joke..." The Lord of Truth smiled bitterly and said: "But speaking of it, we only really met these few times, and it was actually quite fun... Haha. I finally fooled you. Once upon a time, little guy, it’s very touching, isn’t it?”

"I have no interest in making this kind of joke with you..." Zhao Nan shook his head, hesitated for a moment and said: "You and No. 1... what happened during this period, how did No. 1 go to Earth, and then..."

"Things are more complicated... Wait until you actually see him before asking him..." The Lord of Truth shook his head: "The only time to wake up. We have delayed you for another two years... Cherish it well.”

In Zhao Nan's arms, the body of the Lord of Truth began to become illusory little by little. Little dots of light flew out from his body, starting from his feet and hands, and gradually disappeared.

"You... wait. Don't even think about walking away like this, come back! Come back!!! Bastard!!! Bastard!!!!!!!!!"

"Twenty-seven thousand years... is really a long time... In the end... Finina's cooking is still as delicious as ever... Little Anya still hasn't grown too fat... Xu Yang also... ...Takuba still has such a bad character... As for Yuni...you have to figure it out...Then, the coffee you brewed...is really, really bad to drink...it's so good..."

"Come back! Come back! Come back!!!!!!!"

The light spots finally disappeared between Zhao Nan's hands, like water slipping from the fingers, and could never be caught again... Those light spots wrapped around him were annihilated bit by bit.

Disappeared little by little.

Zhao Nan slumped on the spot in a daze, watching himself die... What kind of complicated mood did he feel? At least at this moment, he couldn't express it in words.

The remaining light spots suddenly gathered into a ball, and then slowly fell in front of Zhao Nan, pouring into his chest bit by bit.

This is the soul part that belongs to the Lord of Truth... The moment it merged into the body, Zhao Nan suddenly had a clear understanding in his heart. The death of the Lord of Truth gave back the part that was separated from himself when he created the clone. Returned to himself again.

It seems that there is something more, but I can only feel it. What is more... the only thing that can be felt.

It should be said that it is more complete.

Plop——!

A dull sound sounded at this moment. Zhao Nan subconsciously raised his head and saw that not far away, Augustus had woken up without knowing when, and the God-Splitting Soul in his hand was rudely Lying down on the ground.

She looked at Zhao Nan and lost her mind, "You are... the eldest brother..."

Two lines of clear tears. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!