The Endless Shuttle

"You even know that kind of thing, who are you?"

"The natural enemy of human fantasy, human beings are useless." The black-haired young man briefly introduced.

The blood flow accelerated, the heart beat more than two hundred times per minute, and the pain was like tearing muscles.

The third star particle that returned to Izayoi's body did not allow it to succumb to the pressure, and spontaneously absorbed the surrounding environmental information, filling Izayoi's body with strength.

The right hand can move.

Without hesitation, Nihui Izayo exhausted all the strength in his body, resting on the fist of his right hand, and slammed hard at the black-haired youth who came in front of him.

"Even as an original book, your strength is too weak."

Lopez easily received Izayoi's punch with one finger, and looked at him with deep eyes.

"You consciously stand at the top of the world, contemptuous of the world with a boring attitude. This has caused you to neglect your aptitude despite your aptitude. Today, your strength is only in the middle of the four digits. You know that the spiritual status on your shoulders is two thousand The strongest human final trial after the era?"

Take a look at what the "Third Perpetual Agency" has created.

Just because of a little distant relative, Maxwell made him have a four-figure spiritual capacity, and even possessed immortality outside the standard. Dystopia absorbed some concepts of the third permanent mechanism, and ravaged Little Garden for countless years, directly or indirectly causing the death of countless living beings. Absolute evil merged with the energy crisis, and after being released from the seal, it destroyed millions of gods with one blow.

And what about going back to Izayoi? It is true that he was born in a barren and mysterious world, but at least he should be able to dig into himself, right? What he himself shoulders is still the purest third permanent organ spirit, and the star particles flow in his body along with the blood. If you work hard, you shouldn't only have mid-four-digit strength.

"But it doesn't matter, your spiritual status will help me reach consummation, feel honored, Mr. Saigo Izayoi."

Luo Pei held Nihui Izayoi's fist with his backhand, and the useless endless dark spirit grid began to rotate.

The blond boy instantly felt the desire to vomit, followed by a pain so strong that it was suffocating.

Every drop of blood, every cell, is whining. The things that were born with them are being controlled by some strange attraction, flying away from the body involuntarily.

What color is man's greatest fantasy?

The colorful fluorescence symbolizes the final fusion of all colors.

They scrambled to protrude from the skin of Reverse Izayoi, and kept gathering in front of Rope, forming a spiritual body that even made Philip pay attention to it.

It is no longer the weight of Maxwell, Aziz Dakaha and the like.

This spirituality is dazzling, and this spirituality is in full swing.

It can make human beings no longer afraid of the cold, it can make human beings crawling on the earth soar into the starry sky, its great light cuts through the long night, and brings the last and strongest hope.

The real body of the "Third Permanent Mechanism" of the spiritual state.

Luo Pei let go of the corpse-like Nagai Izayoi, and let him fall on the ground, with only the colorful spirit in his eyes.

Those scraps of perpetual motion machines absorbed into the body before are jumping for joy, longing for this greatest fantasy to be completely unified.

"If it's this ray of light, it does have the possibility of cracking my myriad uselessness..." Luo Pei smiled and nodded in satisfaction.

The long-awaited Lingge did not disappoint him.

This is exactly what he needs, the purest source of power.

If it is transformed into divine power, then Luo Pei will undoubtedly be able to crown the gods with the most perfect posture.

Luo Pei reached out to grab the spirit grid of the third permanent mechanism.

But the mutation happened at this moment.

Philip instantly pinched her dark green wordless book, his eyes fixed on the position in the sky, and his expression was unprecedentedly dignified.

"Sure enough, the final third permanent mechanism won't let me get it easily."

The Lingge in front of him disappeared, and Luo Pei also raised his head and stared at the sky.

Philip's game field "Santo Palace of the Gods" shattered like glass, and the space turned into nothingness piece by piece.

Outside the game field, the endless darkness and the shining starry sky are covered by a huge human face.

That face is by no means a simple portrait, it is like a patchwork of countless worlds, each of which interprets the brilliant epic of human civilization to its fullest.

"Master, what is... what is that?"

Even Philip, who had seen a lot, had never seen anything so strange.

Luo Pei looked at the face, and spoke slowly after a while.

"That is the will of the Hakoniwa world itself, or the human history of all Hakoniwa compound worlds."

Where do gods get their power from? Where do phantoms get their power from? Where do dragonborn get their power? Where did the protoss get their power from?

If you ask Hakoniwa, you will only get one answer.

- The record of human history.

Hakoniwa is closely related to human history, and without human history, Hakoniwa would not exist. The so-called parallel observation is such a thing.

The human face in front of me is not a pure body of will, it is an antivirus software like Hakoniwa's "Decadent Wind".

In order to prevent the final fantasy of human beings from being swallowed by absolute darkness.

Human beings need hope, and that hope will carry them across the endless universe with the planet as a boat.

Rope's use of "everything is useless" to devour the "third permanent mechanism" is precisely to use the greatness of the multiverse to deny the ultimate possibility of human beings.

At the last spiritual level, if human history just sit back and watch, all human beings in Hakoniwa Complex World will lose their future of freedom and become playthings in the dark.

"Finally, my useless nature is no longer tolerated by Hakoniwa Three Thousand Worlds?"

Rope laughed heartily.

"It's... amazing!"

"Owner?"

"Go away, I will not allow anyone to hinder my war and happiness."

The Palace of God's Spiritual Enlightenment is collapsing, and Luo Pei casually captures Philip and throws him into the Little Garden world.

He will face the human history of these three thousand worlds alone!

In the final analysis, this is the essence of his theory of the uselessness of human beings and the uselessness of everything, isn't it?

The black-haired youth flew towards the human face in the void.

The third permanent organ spirit that was transferred from his eyes began to glow.