Shadow of the Beautiful World

"Om"

Outside the stars, Cyber ​​Hawke who was sitting in a chair opened his eyes.

There is still a trace of twitches on his face, being burned by the creation fire of the world melting pot is not something that makes people feel happy.

The flame of creation and destruction is symbolic.

Its burning pain cannot be exempted by power. Even a guy with unknown but inevitably powerful power like Saibo has to take all the pain of burning the body.

Before, he didn't want to show weakness in front of Mei Lin, so he took the pain indifferently.

But now back to the main universe, there is no need to pretend.

"Ah, it hurts."

Cyber ​​rubbed his shoulder, wherever the fingers went, there seemed to be flames spreading and burning on the skin, like the phantom pain left in the muscle memory because the momentary pain was too intense.

He rubbed his shoulders as if there was no one on his side, and stroked his cheek with the other hand.

Although there are no scars.

But there is still a faint pain.

The slap in the face of that **** Merlin just now was really merciless. Saibo touched his cheek. How long hasn't he been treated this way?

Overlord glanced at Tyrion who was sitting across from the gaming table.

The **** of death from another world is still a dead face, and the handsome cheeks of the elf template are indifferent, like a sculpture, without any reaction to the previous defeat.

But Cyber ​​noticed some details.

For example, Tyrion's left hand has been hidden under the table, and his fingers clenched tightly. That should also be a symptom after suffering the fire of creation.

Although he was thrown into the furnace, it was only a corpse.

But that kind of inevitable, the pain of burning flames was still projected into that guy's heart completely.

Saibo himself felt the same pain as his grandson.

Tyrion, who was much weaker than him, would only be more uncomfortable.

"He shouldn't hit you..."

The Overlord separated two cigars and threw one to Tyrion. He slapped his face, and the **** of death shook his head. The gloomy one-eyed elf said meaningfully:

"I am indeed a little luckier than you."

Cyber ​​was not in the mood to pay attention to Tyrion's teasing. He looked at the bright stars in front of him, and he said to himself:

"Hey, this time it's really... ashamed."

Even if the two protagonists are so calm, it seems that nothing happened before, but in the entire land of stars, the onlookers are already boiling at this time.

They stood in the spectator stand and cheered loudly.

Some are still praising the raven, deliberately arching the fire with weirdness.

Those cosmic gods who had a grudge against Cyber ​​took the opportunity to ridicule loudly, and there were some new guys who made a fine cut of Merlin's slap in the face of Cyber.

They projected it over the land of stars and played it repeatedly.

There are also very talented bosses, who matched the scene with cheerful and funny music.

It's a ghost.

On the screen, every time Merlin slapped Cyber, a terrifying sound wave erupted from the observatory, with applause, whistles, and cheers one after another, just like a lively vegetable market.

It seems that the popularity of this overbearing overlord in the main universe is really not very good.

"Hahaha, this is definitely the most interesting thing I have seen in these 300 years."

Sitting in the spectator department, with his body wrapped in torn black cloth, the skinny dark **** Barbatos lifted his hood, and he stared happily at the repeated pictures above his head.

He said to those around him:

"I want to record this interesting story, and pass this simple joy to the entire multiverse... I want more people to see how the'great' and defiant Cyber ​​Hawke was turned off. The halberd sinks into the sand."

At the end, this guy's voice was almost squeezed out between his teeth.

That kind of bitter hatred is beyond words.

"A bunch of chopsticks!"

Cyber ​​was upset by the noise. He leaned on the chair, stretched out his hand to the audience, raised his middle finger, and cursed fiercely:

"Let you pass, forgive you that you will not do better than us..."

This was a mockery, but once again caused a mess in the audience.

Boos representing disdain and sarcasm hit the ground, and all kinds of things were thrown at the mocking Cyber ​​Hawks, like a group of carnival football hooligans.

"boom"

The flying war sickle whizzed out and was inserted on the ground. Gao Tianzun, who was planning to sneak away in the chaos, was blocked by the overflowing cold air.

A strong hand also rested on Gao Tianzun's shoulder.

The elder of the universe trembled, as if his neck was rusty, and slowly turned his head back, and what caught his eyes was the expressionless face of Saibo.

"The matter between us and Merlin is clear. We lost. This is sad, but it doesn't matter. After all, he repelled us head-on."

"But you are different. I treat you as a friend, as well as your brother Tiwan. I treat you as real friends, but you stumbled upon me!"

The fingers clasped by the Bawang on Gao Tianzun's shoulder tightened, and a creak of bones came from between the fingers.

Gao Tianzun's cheeks twitched together, trying hard to show a flattering smile, but in the midst of the devastating pain, he could only show a crying face.

"I am in a bad mood now."

Saibo, who was playing with a cigar in his hand, stared at Gao Tianzun, a dangerous red light beating in his eyes.

He says:

"I heard Merlin say that he played a game with you, you guys played a lot, betting on life, right?"

"Then let's play a game too."

Saber let go of his fingers, and his attitude suddenly became gentle.

He stretched out his hand and helped Gao Tianzun rub his crushed shoulders. He stuffed the cigar in his hand into Gao Tianzun's mouth, and squeezed his crying face into a bitter smile.

He said softly:

"Let's bet on our lives too, my life, and the lives of you and your brother!"

"Snapped"

A piece of cold ice dagger stuck behind Saibo, and Tyrion on the opposite side of the gaming table breathed out smoke rings. He said:

"Count me in."

"it is good!"

Cyber ​​gave Tyrion a thumbs up. He turned around and lit the cigar beside his trembling Gao Tianzun. He said:

"Go get ready, after a while, we will find you."

The two brothers of the elder of the universe were crying, holding each other's arms, and left the land beyond the stars in a desperate manner.

The carnival in the hall continued, and Dream God, who was sitting on the edge, finally put down the feather pen in his hand.

He held up the book that had just finished writing the final footnotes, and blew gently in front of his eyes.

After the ink dried up, he carefully closed the book, and the black cover was printed with big gilded characters.

Being stared at by Cyber ​​and Tyrion at the same time, Dream God didn't panic.

He put the book book under his arm and walked slowly to the gambling table. He said to Cyber:

"Thank you for helping me complete a complete story. If you have free time, come to my library and I will read it for you."

"Of course, I will go."

Cyber ​​really can't hate Dream God.

He knew that this guy was a fanatical follower of good stories, a very pure life entity, and any threat was of no use to him.

But the overlord still left the ruthless words viciously, he said:

"I will go with the torch and gasoline. After you tell the interesting story, I will burn your broken library with a happy and content smile!"

"up to you."

Dream God chuckled lightly and said:

"As long as you enjoy this story."

"It's not once or twice that my place was demolished anyway. It's not bad to take advantage of this opportunity to renovate it."

This hob meat attitude made the Overlord really no way to threaten anymore.

He could only watch the dream **** leave, and he also saw the Phantom stranger with a terrible smile waiting for the dream **** at the door, and the two guys disappeared into the gathering and scattered stars together talking and laughing.

"Well, the game is over!"

Cyber ​​was very upset by the cheering sounds behind him. He turned around and yelled to the bystander:

"You **** have always wanted to watch me run into trouble. Now that you see it, are you happy?"

"Go home each, I won't see you off."

While talking, he rudely tore the foundation of the existence of this Starlight Land.

It was like an eggshell being broken. In the midst of the gust of wind, the audience yelled and booed constantly, but they were still driven out of the broken star dome.

The whole hall was quiet.

There are only two people left: Cyber ​​and Tyrion.

Saibo looked at the messy hall, he curled his lips, then turned his head and looked at Tyrion standing on the edge of the star dome and looking at the endless galaxy in front of him.

He stepped forward and stood with Tyrion.

Merlin's decisive counterattack was victorious, and the pocket universe that was shaped was out of the control of the Creator and gained his own freedom.

After the true foundation is shaped, it has been noticed by the life court of the main universe.

Maybe after a while, there will be a new number in the multiverse database.

"We have to send our relatives and friends in before the court of life."

Cyber ​​said to Tyrion:

"Although it is not controlled by us, I think that little brother Merlin should give us some face..."

"90% of the reshaped stars are barren land, and this world really needs a new group of immigrants to quickly restore its vitality... what are you laughing at?"

The Overlord noticed that Tyrion Dawn Blade, who had always been expressionless, looked at the stars in front of him, and sketched a smile at the corner of his mouth.

The pure smile is like complimenting, but also like aftertaste.

"Is there anything so funny?"

Seeing Tyrion not answering, Saibo asked again.

Facing the overlord’s question, Tyrion shook his head and said softly:

"You don't understand."

"Speaking of which, besides you, me and Merlin, there is a soul from the same place as us who lives in the multiverse. His name is Dick, right?"

"Can you recommend me?"

"Okay."

Cyber ​​rubbed his wrist and said:

"But I want to tell you in advance that that guy is very difficult to deal with. He is a sincere believer in the Holy Light. He is full of beliefs. He is just like a **** stick. I hate dealing with him."

"Oh, by the way, the world he is in is very similar to yours...it's very similar."

"boom"

Desperate, Carol pushed open the door of the mysterious room.

Behind her was a ray of light, and the reshaping of the stars had not yet been completed.

She heard Tony snap his fingers in the light of the melting pot of the universe, and she knew that it was Iron Man who was bringing the dead back to the real world.

But can he bring Merlin back?

Probably not.

The door slowly closed behind Carol, and the mistress was very tired, not only the body, but also the mind.

She staggered and walked forward, and the battle clothes on her were thrown on the ground. The flames in the furnace of the hall of the mystery room were burning lonely, casting a beating shadow in the room.

Xuan Lan didn't know where she went, and the whole room was silent.

It looked like a cold tomb.

Carol touched the sofa with his fingers. It was Merlin's favorite place to sit. There was a cold cup of tea on the table, but the people who should have wanted to use it would never come back.

A feeling of sourness appeared in Carol's eyes.

She hurriedly raised her head and wiped the corners of her eyes.

She felt very heavy. The burdens made her breathless. She anxiously threw the gloves with her hands on the side of the upward staircase. She supported the railing and stepped onto the second floor.

Wearing only lingerie, she pushed open the door of her room.

The wind blows in from outside the door, blowing the tassels hanging in front of the bedroom with a light sound.

But Carol didn't care.

She staggered to the side of the bed, and then fell on her back on the bunk like losing all her strength. She closed her eyes and seemed to be able to smell the pillow.

She lost him.

In this lonely world, she is the only one left to experience the vicissitudes of life.

Since then, there is no other man who can listen to her telling her heart.

The world outside the window was saved and it survived, but in Carol's heart, the foundation that carried all the difficulties and happiness was broken.

My heart is empty.

All the laughter and sorrow are meaningless at this moment.

Carol closed her eyes, and she could hear the cheers coming from the window, which was the praise and welcome of the dead who returned to the world in the halo.

But it seemed so noisy at the moment.

The carnival of the whole world.

The morality of the minority.

The tragedy of one person.

After all, the feelings between people cannot be shared, and Carol is not sad. The things that flow in her heart are much deeper than sadness.

"Crack"

The windows of the room were closed, and the noisy sounds were isolated from the bedroom.

Probably Xuan Lan is back.

"Let me be alone."

Carol covered her face with a pillow, not wanting Xuan Lan to see her tears at this time, and she didn't even know how to tell the rest of the Riley family the truth.

After all, the pain of loss is not just for her alone.

The sound of footsteps sounded by Carol's bed, and it got closer to the mistress, as if to comfort her loss.

"Lan, let me be alone!"

Carol's voice became hoarse, and she suppressed the irritability and pain in her emotions.

The footsteps stopped.

A scented handkerchief was handed to Carol's cheek.

That familiar taste...

The mistress was shocked. She turned around abruptly and raised her head. She looked at the familiar figure standing by the bed.

More tears poured out of his eyes, making Carol's tears hazy.

But that is not an illusion.

The man in a casual suit had a slightly thin face, long black hair draped over his shoulders, a pair of eyes reflecting the stars, and that nasty smile.

"what happened?"

Merlin looked at the sluggish mistress, he asked softly:

"Are you not happy to see me?"

"No, no, I just...I just..."

Carol wiped her cheeks in a hurry. She lowered her head and found that she was only wearing underwear. She was about to grab the sheets immediately, but was embraced by the warm arms.

She did not struggle.

Very submissive.

"What are you... You are not saying that it will take a long time to..."

"Yes, a long time."

Merlin closed his eyes, leaned his chin on Carol's long hair, and said softly:

"To you, it's only a ten-minute difference, but to me, it's like a promise from a lifetime."

"My Carol, I have crossed the vast sea of ​​time and the obstacles of the stars, from the distant past to the endless future, looking for wandering in every timeline with you."

He stroked Carol's flat stomach and felt the rhythm of life in it. He said:

"In the endless loss, I always need a beacon of return."

"It took me a long time to find you."

He gently kissed the tearful mistress on the cheek, and in the gentle smile as usual, he whispered:

"From then on..."

"Nothing can separate us."

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