Blessings to the beautiful stars

The road ahead is long, and the wind will always be accompanied by snow.The closer you get to the source of the storm, the more violent the flow of the surrounding scene becomes.

The wind is most likely produced by the "breath" of the half-finished god, and its intensity is enough to stir everything into chaos.Zuo Wu was a little thankful that he did not choose to go alone after all, at least, he could have someone to support him in this snowstorm.

"Snow"?There should be no weather phenomenon in Infinity Magic Machine, and where does the snow come from.

Zuo Wu narrowed his eyes, every square inch of the eyelashes was under a thousand-ton force, the absorption was still turned on at full power, but it couldn't stop a thick layer of dust from pressing on it.

Yes, snow is dust.The vast scene calculated by the infinite magic machine turned the emptiness into reality after soaking in the energy of the void, but was completely shattered under the breath of the half-finished god.

The purpose of calculating the great thousand scenes is to let the semi-deity know the vastness of the world, and imbue him with an impression of countless civilizations, hoping that when he is fully completed, he can use these impressions to allow himself to drill into all the world lines with civilizations.

That's why it was necessary to turn these great scenes into reality, and that's why Zuo Wu saw so many civilized landmarks flying away from his head and turning into dust.

What quicker way to know a civilization than to know its wonders?

The crushed powder is the blizzard that Zuo Wu encountered, but it is different from real snow flakes, its temperature is lower.After all, every bit of debris is the corpse of a civilization that once existed in the galaxy, and there is nothing colder than the corpse of a civilization.

Zuo Wu shivered, shook off a little of the coldness on his body, covered his mouth slightly, and said as if trying to dispel the pervasive daze: "This road... When will it end?"

The Pope turned his head, and he completely inserted his hands into the darkness he was wearing. At this moment, he could only slightly shrug his shoulders and lift his frozen cheeks: "The end will be the end."

"What nonsense." Zuo Wu felt even colder.

"Haha, I'm sorry. My brain is a little stiff now, otherwise I would have come up with a wonderful maneuver." The pope smiled: "Unfortunately, now I don't even have the energy left to cover up my ignorance... Your Excellency, please Go slower."

"Slower?"

Zuo Wu thought of something, stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes again.Of course, many of the cold debris that symbolized the corpses of civilization also got into his eyes.There is no way to wash all the dust away with the trickle of tears, so I have to help myself.

But when Zuo Wu finally let go of his eyes and took off his hand, he saw something shiny on the back of his finger——

These broken electronic components were still beating with the wetness of tears one second, and were torn into shreds by the surrounding wind the next second, and then mixed into the ashes of some civilization.

Zuo Wu was in a trance, these shiny electronic components were the horizons that had been in his eyes before, and they were not cared for and protected in such an extreme environment, and eventually they were crushed and fell off by himself.

Looking up again, the remaining part of the horizon is still performing its function stubbornly, making Zuo Wu feel as if he is looking at the world through a layer of broken glass.Disturbed messages flashed on the glass, and even the simplest clock couldn't fully display it.

time.

Zuo Wu remembered what he wanted to ask: "How long have we been walking here?"

The Pope shook his head: "With such a chaotic gravitational field here, how can time and our flow rate have exact laws? We may have passed hours, days, years..."

"Even for a lifetime."

Zuo Wu grinned: "A lifetime?"

"Yes, haha, two people who should have died of old age have been stubbornly moving forward under the confusion of obsession and time, like wraiths who only know how to walk but don't know where the target is." The Pope smacked: "It's quite romantic."

"Then... I really hope that my romantic partner is not you." Zuo Wu shook his head, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

The Pope also bowed his head, unable to hold back his smile.

In a white blizzard.

These two laughter are more precious than the temperature of the sun.

After all, laughter was no match for the loss of wind and snow, and the silence soon returned, even the sound of the wind itself was torn apart by the thousands of flowing scenes.

The Pope put his hands in his deep black sleeves even deeper: "Laugh if you want, but what I said is really possible. Are you not afraid that we have become miserable losers?"

Zuo Wu thought for a while: "Then who succeeded?"

"Sweat profusely."

"That won't happen."

"What basis do you have?" The Pope pouted, his thin cheeks bulging.

Zuo Wu just pointed in a certain direction in the wind and snow.

The Pope stared sideways for a long time, and finally managed to see a few figures in the thick dust and snow——Ji Zhi who was walking forward with difficulty, and Della on her back.

There is also Xiaohui leading the way ahead.

Xiao Hui is still maintaining great vigilance.Because there is another figure similar to her walking near her.

From a distance, the battle between the two gray winds should not be decided.As for who has the upper hand and who has suffered the hidden losses, it is really unclear.

The Pope blinked, admiringly: "Your Excellency Zuo Wu, I didn't know you had such good eyesight."

"How can there be?" Zuo Wu shook his head: "You said it, we all came in from one place, and then walked towards the deepest place together, it is common sense that we should have met on the road."

"That's no way to explain why you found them at a glance," the Pope said in disbelief, "Such a big ash."

Zuo Wu smiled: "Yes, the vision that was crushed by me before was the first achievement - there were some Xiaohui's aircraft clusters in it, because it was too fine, even Xiaohui himself couldn't call it back;"

"If I didn't rub my eyes, these silent fleets would remain in my eyes forever. But once the horizon was shattered, they were released, and instead reconnected with Xiao Hui."

The Pope pondered for a few seconds, his voice gradually lowered: "...that's how it is."

Zuo Wu's voice was much higher:

"Haha, the signal is still poor. Xiaohui didn't want to tell me that she won the fight, but said that Da Khan also needs to go to the half-god and complete the last step of god-making in person. Yes, 'personally'. So I In other words, the three of us are actually still standing on the same starting line.”

The pope smiled and nodded.

Zuo Wu exhaled, unconsciously moving away from him.The appearance of Xiao Hui and Ji Zhi meant that the balance between himself and the Pope had been broken.

But this fragile "balance" is the basis for mutual support between himself and him.

Obviously they are still walking side by side, but they have parted ways.

Zuo Wu pursed his lips, feeling a little pity: "...if, Pope, I mean if. Xiao Hui and Da Khan were left far behind by us, and we really came to the half god before us... how do you want to do it?"

The Pope was silent, as if he had been thinking for a long time, and finally shook his coir raincoat made of gravity: "I still have a few tricks hidden."

"so."

The topic was interrupted, and the wind and snow were still sweeping.A vast expanse of white floats forward, like a pale flame.Just approaching the source of the wind, its blazing intensity also weakened, allowing Zuo Wu to hear another footstep beside him, but he still felt that he was alone.

The lonely family can only relieve their boredom by playing with the dust around them. Ashes ended their hurricane all the way, but at the end, they slowed down instead. Did they realize that the end of hurricane is full of confusion?
Not to mention ashes, even I was a fly ash that accidentally broke into the infinite magic machine.Fei Hui slowed down after the hurricane, isn't he at a loss at the end?
Has anyone ever had the experience of meeting a half-finished god?

There is profuse sweat.

The storm was about to subside, and Zuo Wu could finally see Ji Zhi and the two Gray Winds over there.

There are still two gray winds.

Zuo Wu saw Xiao Hui's eyes collide with his own.

Xiao Hui seemed to have countless things to say, and also longings that she hadn't seen for a long time in the long journey of trekking in the infinite magic machine, but all these thousands of things were finally blocked by the gap between her and herself that seemed to never be resolved, and she couldn't make any progress. In the end, Xiao Hui could only let Xiao Hui look away in a futile sigh.

And the gray wind of Liaoyuan.

Zuo Wu saw that she seemed to have something to say to him, and what he wanted to say should have been extremely short, and he should have been able to finish it in a few words.

But she didn't even have this little time and opportunity, her delicate face froze and disintegrated, her five sense organs turned into gas, and her skin became the stuffy lightning that always accompanied the life of gaseous creatures.

Woke up sweating.

And the Pope took a step to the side, and the thin starfish was stroking his wrist hidden under the gravity cape.

Zuo Wu looked at the two of them, and said to Da Khan first: "You are really lazy, the trek all the way has been done by Gray Wind, why don't you come out and walk by yourself?"

Khan yawned profusely: "The setting is that I won't wake up until you spend enough time with Gray Wind. For such a long time, I think I'm already generous enough."

Zuo Wu sneered.

Da Khan didn't mind: "Then, this is the last moment. Your Excellency Zuo Wu, do you want to continue my deal with you?"

It is to exchange the video of Renlian's giant's last moment in exchange for Gray Wind's personality.

Zuo Wu pursed his lips, there is no need to say anything else now, it is just the difference between accepting and rejecting, these two are the last, why refuse?

But he caught a glimpse of Xiao Hui shaking his head slightly towards him.

Zuo Wu was stunned.

The Pope also took the opportunity to speak: "Khan, this is your fault. The video is closely related to the semi-deity. I'm afraid you have to let His Excellency Zuo Wu take a look at his state before making a decision, right?"

"Unless the video is not that important to you."

Khan was silent, and looked at the Pope meaningfully, but finally nodded heartily: "That's right, okay, I'll let you see, my last masterpiece of Liaoyuan, the most precious work that I conceived with the gray wind."

nurture.

Zuo Wu felt that his ears had been pricked, and slowly raised his eyes.

The profuse sweat has already drifted leisurely to the very source of the storm, where it was originally quiet, but as a gaseous creature, he injected such a slight breeze into the source of the wind.

The wind was turned on.

Zuo Wu felt that he missed his breath.

If the inside of the infinite magic machine is pure white like the void, but when the wind source is opened, it seems to open up the deepest darkness.

The countless historic sites and places of interest that passed by his side before, all fell quietly in this darkness at this moment, reorganized and collided.

The debris condenses under extreme pressure, glows and heats again, gathers into starlight, diffuses again, cools and condenses, and the cycle repeats, which seems to be simulating the increase of entropy and the decrease of entropy.

All of this is controlled by something.

Manipulating them is a ball of light.

A light orb fiddling with an antique computer.

Photosphere?Antique computer?By the way, there seems to be a program running in the computer, and the interface of the program is a sandbox showing the Milky Way.

Zuo Wu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly found that the ball of light was so attractive to his eyes, he managed to temporarily regain his attention from him, and finally glanced at Da Khan and the Pope.

I saw that the eyes of the Great Khan and the Pope each had their own expressions.

Although Profuse Khan has no eyes, the nucleus in his gaseous body is shining brightly, and what is reflected on the surface of the nucleus is what he sees——

Da Khan saw a ray of breeze from ancient times, the breeze accidentally wrapped a stream of spiritual energy, and the stream of spiritual energy was mixed with dust, and finally became the still primitive core of the gaseous creatures;
What Khan saw was the ancient times of Liaoyuan's mother star, but when the gaseous creatures originated, the sky was clear and there were no giant dragons.

And the pope, too, the pope saw the ocean where the starfish originated; but that ocean was so treacherous, from a distance, it was contained in a dam-shaped petri dish;
The range of the petri dish is so large, but it can promote microscopic and precise adjustments at the macro level. This technology has surpassed the star sea in the past, and the ancestors of the starfish obtained delicious food in such an ocean. Could it be that they were some pioneers? The species cultivated by the former civilization?
Zuo Wu suddenly realized.

It turns out that through the light sphere, you can see the past and present of your own species and even civilization.What do you see?
It started from the first life under water, to the vast universe of stars.And the first life, the most primitive cells, depended on the air chambers carved on the rocks by the activities of the earth's submarine volcanoes to shape the exact shape.

In an instant, Zuo Wu felt that his head was about to explode after experiencing hundreds of millions of years of vicissitudes.If you continue to stare at this sphere of light, can you get a glimpse of all the secrets in human history?Even if it overloads your brain and explodes.

That's right, the gods are the only ones in all ages, so naturally... they should also be born by bearing all the causes and effects in the world.

Zuo Wu only felt that he was still breathing instinctively, and the "absorption" was activated along with the instinct, and finally absorbed all the overloaded knowledge in his brain, barely regaining his mind.

This god is still incomplete, and he still belongs to no one.Whoever observes him, he will act like a mirror with the knowledge of who belongs to the race and even the civilization.

Everyone sees Him differently.

In Zuo Wu's eyes, He is still changing rapidly, from a fluffy ancient ape, to a capable man, to a Homo erectus, and then to a homo sapiens.His image has not yet stabilized, and what he wants to do can only be done now.

Because I have absorption, I am the first to come back to my senses.The Great Khan and the Pope were still in a daze.How can the hundreds of millions of years of history and the secrets of each race be easily digested?
In the end, he will come out on top?
Zuo Wu wanted to laugh, feeling that he was moving forward by instinct, why did he move forward resolutely after seeing Jin Mian's smirk?Isn't it because I also feel that everything should end.

It's fine to be a hero whose whole life is to defeat the villain's plan.

Zuo Wu thought so.

At this time, the semi-god has stabilized into the appearance of Homo sapiens in his eyes. If he is a mirror, he should eventually stabilize into a man about his age in his eyes, right?

but no.

Zuo Wu felt that his eyes were dazzled, and the half-divine spirit hadn't become similar to himself. In his eyes, his figure was still shrinking, and his facial features became softer, until...

Until he became Della's peers steadily.

Zuo Wu was stunned, and suddenly saw that beside the semi-deity, in front of the antique computer he was beating, Della had walked in front of him at some point.

Huh? !

Ah yes.

Della is the only insect girl in this world. The reason for her is so simple, that is, she was mixed with some blunt genes by herself, thrown into the incubation cabin for a while and then born.

No matter how many miraculous coincidences there are in her origin, it can be summed up extremely simply, at least there must not be hundreds of millions of years of content.

The insect lady will come to her senses before everyone else, it is not something difficult to understand.

The half-finished god seemed to have sensed Della's gaze, and he stopped his rough slapping on the antique keyboard, and the galactic sand table on the display also paused.

then.

He nodded slightly to Della: "Hello."

Different from the roughness of slapping the keyboard, His voice is so soft and polite.

Della's mental state is still not good, and the insect lady was confused for a while: "You... what are you doing?"

"Me?" Half a god was distressed: "I am playing games, but I have never been able to satisfy myself. Why are there always so many tragedies in my games? Why can't I always fulfill everyone's demands and wishes?"

Della's eyes blinked: "Perhaps... you can let go of part of the burden and only fulfill the demands of some people? In this way, you can at least become more relaxed."

"So that's the case, thank you." The semi-spirit seemed stunned, and he looked at Della gratefully: "Then what about you, what is your wish?"

Della froze for a moment.

Zuo Wu wanted to move forward, but it was too late.

The insect lady's words have already blurted out, and Della seems to be in a dream, but she is still brilliant:
"I want to witness the wedding of Dad and Mama, and I want to tell Mama that I am not afraid of her, and I like her too."

"I want to say goodbye to my own mother, and I want to see the beautiful mother and cat mother really become part of the family."

"Also, I want to see Papa and Cinderella reconcile as before!"

The semi-deity nodded, and he took Della's hand:
"Okay, I promise you." (End of this chapter)