My universe in a bottle

Destroy us!

Everyone was frightened by this sentence.

They did not expect that this ancient friendly being who seemed to know everything would actually say such horrifying words.

To exterminate human society in this era, a plain tone of voice is like exterminating a bunch of unpleasant bugs on the roadside.

Only then did they realize that they might have been too presumptuous and overestimated the kindness of the other party.

It was said that destroying the ancient remnants of this doomsday reincarnation and rescuing them was just an end to the grudges between the past and the old enemy.

It's not that he deliberately does something for them humans and wants to be their patron saint.

From beginning to end, their world was nothing more than a bunch of new ant nests that suddenly appeared among the weeds on the roadside in each other's eyes.

We had old friends, but they were just old friends.

If you kill them if you don't like them, a new batch will appear in this ant nest very quickly, which is nothing at all.

Civilizations and races are as numerous as grass.

At the same time, thinking about it carefully, they had just received the shock of "the world is fake and their own life is fake", their outlook on life collapsed, and they were so excited that they gave such an extreme answer.

Nostalgic for the original race?

Find your original self?

If you don’t even know what race you are originally from, how can you be attached to it?

In essence, they just don’t want to accept this forcibly accepted racial identity, some causal disputes with other worlds, meet the enemies of civilization that they may face, and they don’t want to face this terrible ancient monarch in front of them as an opponent for revenge.

This situation can be used as an appropriate metaphor:

The android parents tried their best to raise their adopted children, but the children took away their parents' property and saw a terrible murderer.

The child immediately said to the tombstone:

"This enemy is too powerful. If I can't avenge my father's murder, how can I have the dignity to be your son! Why don't I just sever the relationship between father and son and avenge my father's murder in the next life."

I ran away with the money, saying that I wanted to be myself again and find my biological parents and their true identity.

What a stupid answer.

Now many people reacted immediately.

In Nokron's eyes, the ancient enemy he admired - 'Dream Clothes' Heikeris, actually found such a ridiculously greedy, despicable and hypocritical successor, no wonder he wanted to destroy it.

If it were them, they should be the same.

After figuring these things out, the entire social media and all the remaining survivors were shouting at the electronic screen.

"don't want!"

"Please let me go!"

"Angelet is just making quick remarks, he does not represent us!"

"Since we are human beings, of course we must shoulder the obligations of being human beings! Inherit the mission!"

"We have long forgotten what race we were originally from. How could we not be willing to become such a powerful race?"

Countless people are shouting, hoping that the other party can hear.

This distant ancient god is simply powerful and pure, bombarding everything with the most direct power.

The God of Dream Clothes who created this land is obviously a different kind of time distortion. He uses the deepest and most realistic dreams to interfere with reality. He is obviously a very powerful existence!

But this kind of flashy existence still can't withstand the opponent's fist.

"ridiculous."

Noklon shook his head.

He punched the moon in the distance.

Boom!

The crystal wall shattered in vain, leaving a gap.

Wails appeared above, and a tall alien surrounded by a halo of the moon suddenly shattered amid the screams.

"No! Listen to me -" the figure shouted.

The wind of fists swept across.

Turn into nothingness.

“Ashes return to ashes, dust returns to dust, and the past should not linger on the past.”

He retracted his fist and looked calmly:

"You two have passed away a long time ago. Old friends, why are you still fighting and lingering with each other? If you still want to use tricks to fight against the times, why don't you take my punch first."

The existence on the moon disappeared in an instant, and even the sounds of begging for mercy and screaming could not be uttered.

Let the survivors all over the earth look in fear!

What kind of conspiracy? The two masterminds who have been fighting for thousands or tens of thousands of years don't even listen to what you are going to say. They want to punch me first.

Simple.

rough.

All the bells and whistles and conspiracies are just to get me punched first.

Noklon suddenly looked up at the sky, "Old enemies, you and I have been entangled with you for many years. There are so many geniuses in history, but you and me are the only ones. Are you there? This cycle of reincarnation should be broken. "

He continued to throw punches.

"Wait!" The mysterious shadow covered in butterfly clothing quickly exploded and turned into nothingness. The terrifying energy quickly exploded and swept across the entire land.

bump!

Still can't escape this punch.

The other end.

Wharton and others were already desperate, showing horrified looks.

"With the next punch, it will be our turn!"

"Restart now!"

"Restarting is useless, the time machine may be gone"

"The energy is exploding, and it may be used for the last time. Regardless of whether it is useful or not, this is our last resort!!"

"'Mengyi' Blackcrest! We beg you! We are willing to continue your civilization and become the people you love. Please give us another reincarnation!"

The survivors quickly entered the basement.

Li Qing looked at them quietly without stopping them, but paused for a moment.

He suddenly sensed something. When all the light dissipated, the giant walked out step by step, holding the remnant soul of the God in Mengyi that fell from the sky in his arms. The other person had closed his eyes and gradually turned into nothingness.

People finally saw the true face of ‘Dream Clothes’ Blackcrest.

That face turned out to be that of the mechanical princess Xi Wei.

The man said: "Since you still want to give them a chance, then as you wish, I will not stop this last time and realize your last wish."

Wow——

The next moment, time freezes and the world pauses.

The whole world turned into stop-motion animation.

The people's shouts, roars, despair, and cries all pressed the pause button.

At the same time, flesh and blood spaceships and various mysterious mechanical creatures poured in outside the crystal wall, and began to restart the entire land.

People who are now dead are raised to life.

Everything is back to what it was eight years ago.

History is rewritten, returned, rewritten, and all humans return to the six hours before the doomsday erupted.

"That's it, that's it!!"

Wharton and others were stunned.

In this reversal of the cycle of historical truth, when they saw the true face of the ‘Dream Clothes’ Blackcrest, all of them fell silent.

yes.

How could the dreamer not be in a dream?

Because this dream is originally the revolving door of the dreamer's life, the most profound experience in that person's past life.

But I never expected that the mastermind behind the scenes and the dreamer was the mechanical princess Xiwei, who would be so powerful in the distant future after the apocalypse.

This place turned out to be the reincarnation of her obsession.