You call this a coroner in North America?

"I haven't seen such chaotic streets in many years."

Brian walked through the streets of Los Angeles at night, listening to the occasional howls of ghosts and wolves, and felt a little nostalgic.

He walked through the dead streets like a ghost.

Occasionally, a car drove by and passed directly through his body, without realizing that he had passed through a living person.

Brian wasn't surprised.

He is actually in the spiritual world now and has not directly descended into the material world.

Don't know why.

After leaving the long river of time and space, he felt very depressed.

His intuition told him.

It is best not to meet yourself at this time node, and not to use your power at will to change everything at this time node, otherwise dangerous things will happen.

Brian didn't understand, but he took it seriously.

He didn't even come to the material world, but walked around the world with a projection across a layer of dimensions.

Brian wasn't sure what time it was yet.

But it is certain that at this point in time, I have not yet begun to take control of Los Angeles.

Because of the Los Angeles in Brian's hands, these bed bugs wandering at night have no room to survive.

This also means that at this point in time, I have not yet made a big breakthrough.

This is a good thing.

He was not strong enough at this point in time, which reduced Brian's chance of being exposed at this time.

Through a homeless man's cell phone, he quickly determined the time.

The current time is when Brian and Dean Laoden have just returned from the deep sea base.

It was also at this time that Brian was promoted from NW to level three staff.

Brian was fishing for a long time, and it wasn't until he accumulated enough energy from his breakthrough that he became active again.

After confirming the time, Brian touched his chin.

It seems that my motorcycle disappeared at this time.

Thinking of the car thief, his face turned a little dark.

Now that I think about it, something is very wrong.

A car.

I searched all over the world and couldn't find it...

Outrageous.

It was as if the car had disappeared out of thin air.

Um?

Brian glanced around, thoughtfully.

A possibility suddenly occurred to him.

Is it possible...

Did you take this car by yourself?

Without leaving any clues, he disappeared into thin air..

Consider necessity.

It seems that the only person with this motivation and ability is myself.

so..

Did he travel through time and space from the future to the past time node and steal his car?

Brian was amused by his own thoughts.

Why did you steal the car yourself?

Isn’t teleportation cool?

He shook his head.

Unfortunately, the most urgent task now is to use the power of prophecy to find the breath of past lives in one's soul.

Otherwise, Brian really wanted to squat and see the true face of the car thief.

"No more ink, let's do it!"

Brian stopped walking.

He sat on the steps at the corner of the street and slowly closed his eyes.

The next moment.

The power of the soul flourishes.

A large amount of soul energy was consumed and turned into fuel. Following Brian's thoughts, a strange wave came to the material world.

A feeling of fatigue washed over Brian.

His consciousness began to blur, and he was in a state of somnambulism, where he seemed to be sleeping but not sleeping, and seemed to be awake but not awake.

in this state.

Brian vaguely saw a pair of bloody eyes.

The vision is fleeting.

As if feeling the guidance of fate, Brian's projection began to turn into an afterimage and teleported away in one direction.

I don’t know how long it took.

When Brian regained consciousness, he was wandering around in the spiritual dimension with a familiar motorcycle under his arm.

Looking at the motorcycle tucked under his arm, Brian:...

The car thief is really himself.

The question is, why did I steal my own car under the guidance of the prophecy?

There's no way the aura from his previous life could be hidden on this motorcycle, right?

After Brian used the power of prophecy, not only did he not get the answer, but he became more and more confused.

Fortunately, Thirteen didn't know about this.

Otherwise, he would definitely cry and scold his master for his wickedness, stealing his own car, and then using it to catch the thief.

Between random thoughts.

Sudden.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Brian's mind.

He thought of the vision he saw when he used his prophecy ability.

Bloody eyes!

Could it be

broken!

Brian's eyes widened.

He casually put away his motorcycle and rushed towards the long river of time and space.

I hope I am overthinking it.

If it's really what I imagined, I'm afraid something will happen!

Brian had not been away from the long river of time and space for long.

But when he arrived over the long river of time and space again, the originally calm river now underwent new changes.

Gone!

The small section of time and space where the blood moon debris was previously projected disappeared.

It's like the middle of the Milky Way, with a small part missing out of thin air.

Unobtrusive, yet obtrusive.

Looking at the incomplete river of time and space, Brian pursed his lips.

He already knew what was going on.

He was fooled!

The moment he was projected from the remains of the blood moon, across time and space, and took himself away from the original time and space node, he was deceived!

The past time and space cycle has been broken!

Just when Brian realized that he had been fooled, a palm rested on his shoulder: "You reacted quickly. Judging from your expression, do you realize the truth?"

The voice is familiar.

It was the emotionless voice projected from the remains of the Blood Moon.

Brian remained still, his head turned behind him.

Behind him, a handsome man who looked exactly like Brian, but with scarlet eyes, looked at him expressionlessly.

If it's not the other person's voice, it's a female voice.

Brian almost thought that this person was himself when he was sick.

Eyes facing each other.

Brian looked coldly at 'himself' who stood in front of him, who looked exactly like him but had blood-red eyes: "I reacted, but it was still too late."

He already knew what was going on.

The alien aura on his body is indeed in his consciousness, but to be more precise, it is in the radiant energy of the blood moon.

The blood moon energy in his body is the projection of the blood moon debris in front of him.

This is the truth.

Then why did he steal the car driven by the power of prophecy?

The reason is simple: to break the time and space cycle that has been formed.

If you want to see the breath of the past world in your soul, you must rescue the projection of the blood moon debris that is blocked in the past time and space.

If you want to rescue the projection of the Blood Moon wreckage that is blocked in the lost time and space, you must break the cycle of the lost time and space.     So the power of prophecy is not wrong.

To steal a car is to break the cycle.

In fact, it’s not just about stealing cars.

For Brian, changing anything in the time and space that has already happened is breaking the cycle.

The reason why I finally chose to steal the car was actually the function of my subconscious mind.

Because of his previous experience, he subconsciously remembered the car thief, so driven by the power of prophecy, he formed the pusher to complete the new time and space cycle.

The problem is...

Even if the car thief is himself, this does not change history.

Why is the space-time cycle broken?

The projection of the remains of the blood moon seems to have the ability to read minds.

She retracted her palm and said coldly: "As I said, the gears of fate have already arranged everything. Your self-rescue is just following the path drawn by fate and completing this established path like a puppet. the way."

As she said that, she pointed to the long river of time and space at the feet of the two of them: "Are you confused about why you experienced the loss of the car in the original time and space, but when you found out that you took the car away yourself, history has not changed, but time and space Is the cycle broken?"

Brian wanted to speak, but couldn't.

The endless blood-colored energy was being extracted from his soul and integrated into the 'blood-eyed' Brian in front of him.

These are the blood moon energies in Brian.

Now, like a bird returning to its nest, it has merged into the shadow of the blood moon's remains.

The projection of the blood moon debris obviously also knows this.

Without waiting for Brian to respond, she continued:

“This is the self-correcting ability of space and time.

Past time and space will form a closed loop of time and space.

Only odd numbers can break the past time and space and form a new time and space cycle.

You from another world are an anomaly in this universe.

So you are born with the ability to change history at will.

As for the history changed by you, it will also become true under the correction of time and space.

You took the car away, so your previous experience was modified into the car being stolen.

Likewise.

If you take away other things, the corresponding history and memory will also change.

This is the rule of time and space. "

To sum it up, it’s just one sentence: shoot the arrow first, then draw the target.

In Brian's original history, the car was not stolen, but when he comes from the future and steals the car, the past history and memories will change accordingly, forming a new time and space cycle.

It is precisely because memory is modified by time and space.

So before stealing the car himself, Brian didn't even know who the car thief was.

Looking at the projection of the remains of the blood moon that looked like himself, Brian remained expressionless.

A large amount of Blood Moon's origin was stripped away from his soul, leaving him unable to speak or make any movements.

He felt weak, but his soul was extremely relaxed.

A familiar aura loomed out from the covered state.

This is exactly the breath of the world that Brian brought from his previous life!

The projection of the remains of the Blood Moon may be because he hasn’t communicated with anyone for too long.

She slowed down the rate of absorption.

Brian felt relieved both physically and mentally.

He reluctantly moved his lips: "So this is your plan? First, parasitize in my consciousness, incarnate the origin of the Blood Moon Rules, cover up the breath of the other world on my body, and wait for me to condense my soul, then wait for me in the past time and space. Throw yourself into a trap and then reclaim your original self?”

Hearing this, the projection of the Blood Moon wreckage nodded:

"Yes, but this is not my plan, but the plan of the Blood Moon Remnant. It's just that there is a slight deviation in the middle. That is the Blood Moon Remnant itself. I didn't expect that after I absorbed your memory, a thought would have its own consciousness. But among those prisoners, there was also the origin of the rules of time and space.

Of course, I am not sure whether what I am experiencing now is the arrangement of the ontology.

Maybe, maybe not.

But it doesn't matter.

At least I'm free now.

And I was immediately freer. "

It seems that the plan has been completed.

Then, she told Brian about the whole plan:

"Your appearance was very sudden.

In fact, at the beginning, this planet was just one of the thousands of harvested planets in the radiation area of ​​the main body.

It's like a farm.

Harvest regularly, recharge regularly, occasionally cultivate some warriors as followers, and replenish energy for some potential prisoners regularly.

This is also what many true spirits do.

The universe is just a playhouse for them.

To kill time.

They often fight each other as entertainment.

Even if they fall, it's just that the true spirit returns to the origin of the universe and falls into a deep sleep for a period of time.

Until you appear."

The projection of the blood moon wreckage squeezed out an unnatural smile on a cold face:

" A consciousness from another world!

Weak as an ant, but carrying the breath coordinates of another world.

You are equivalent to the key to another game house, which makes the numb body full of interest.

So I was born.

Not only me.

It also includes the fallen follower who supplements you with nutrition and masters the rules of thunder.

Plus the origin of the rules of the body in me.

Even if you die, you can continue to reincarnate until you achieve the fifth level and your consciousness transforms into a soul.

This is a very critical node.

The origin rules of my incarnation can only cover up the breath of the other world in you.

But your consciousness is too weak.

Only when you form a soul can you serve as the key to open the door to the other world.

The whole thing is so simple. "

Speaking.

With the replenishment of a large amount of energy.

The appearance of 'Blood Eyes' Brian is becoming more and more neutral, and there is also a hint of charm and femininity in his handsomeness, which is somewhat like a female version of Brian.

To be honest.

The appearance of the projection of the blood moon debris at this time is more beautiful and charming than Susan.

It was that mouth, crackling, which made Brian feel annoyed.

He said coldly: "Can you change your appearance? I feel disgusted when you look like this, and you are also very long-winded!"

"Why do you want to change?"

The projection of the blood moon wreckage sucked away the last trace of the blood moon origin rule in Brian's soul, then closed his eyes, and his face showed intoxication: "I feel better than ever, humanity, self... independent life... I can't wait to turn you into a key and open the door to the new playground."

Without the restriction of the blood moon rule origin, Brian finally regained his freedom.

He looked at the confident 'female version of himself' in front of him, with a strange look in his eyes: "Well, there is actually one thing I forgot to tell you."

The projection of the blood moon wreckage opened his eyes in confusion: "What is it?"

Brian raised his palm: "Without the blood moon rule origin, it is my most powerful form..."

The next moment.

Under the blessing of countless world powers of paradise, a slap was slapped hard on the face of the projection of the blood moon wreckage.

Pah~

With one blow, it was like a huge world was crushing me repeatedly.

The blood moon debris projection moved its lips twice, and before it could react to what happened, it was slapped into countless pieces by Brian.

This idiot, whining, is indeed the one who inherited the memory and personality of the most loser me.

I thought of everything.

I just didn't think about whether I could beat myself.

With one slap, Brian shattered the independent dream of the blood moon debris projection.