The word game started after being picked up by the cat ear girl

Every world is a bubble floating in the infinite void.

Different bubbles have different compositions and sizes.

So no two worlds are ever exactly the same.

Maybe some worlds look similar, but they are just two similar flowers among thousands of flowers. And those gods can wander in the void and enjoy those flowers as much as they want.

Some flowers are easy to pick, and some flowers are more difficult to pick, especially some small worlds created by gods. If you want to pick them off, you are going to war with the god who created the world, and the consequences will be endless.

Although extracting is just a description, except for those ancient powerful beings, most gods cannot shake the foundation of even a small world, and may even be backlashed and cause irreparable injuries, so they can only choose to invest their will in stealing the world. The power of rules.

This is also the reason why there are so many evil god sects in some small worlds that lead the world to destruction, but there are no evil gods that directly devour the world from the outside.

Of course, some powerful evil gods also have the power to smelt an entire small world, such as the Lord of Truth. This high-level evil god has a great reputation in the first quadrant of the void and has destroyed countless high-level evil gods in the world.

The representation of the Lord of Truth in the void is a twisted, irregular human-shaped mist. The moment ordinary mortals see His representation, they will be assimilated by Him and become His fanatical believers. In their minds, there is nothing but "dedicate themselves to the Lord". ', only Aba Aba is left.

At this moment, the Lord of Truth stretched out his hand made of mist towards the bubble world ahead.

An ancient, distant, soul-piercing trombone sounded from His mouth.

Under the operation of the Creator God, this bubble world has isolated all external information from the detection, forming a kind of black box, allowing him to only have intermittent communication with his believers inside, and unable to know the internal situation.

He has been eyeing this small world for 10,000+ years. Under the fate of guiding and even destroying the world for many years, the Creator God in the small world has lost the ability to resist and can only survive.

Unfortunately, a new world has recently established a connection with this world, giving the creation god a chance to fight back before his death.

He had no way to deal with it directly. After all, he didn't even know where that world was. The only few temptations he had were just passing the power from the believers, and then they were quickly eliminated.

But this time it was different.

Tens of thousands of believers collectively called for His arrival as sacrifices, letting Him know the location of the small world in the void. It was not very far away. If he had to go there, it would only be a dozen or so people in the small world that he was smelting. It’s just years.

But before passing by, through the deaths of those sacrifices, He could still send down part of his power to test that god first.

If the strength is low, then pack them up and eat them together.

So thought the Lord of Truth.

By the way, a black hole was opened, and the hand made of mist reached inside.

Suddenly, the mist withdrew its hand, and the black hole dissipated and closed.

"?"

He found that a tiny part of the root on his hand had been rubbed off, that is, a little bit of skin had fallen off.

Not much, but it is also outrageous. Logically speaking, no one can forcefully shut down his descent in pursuit of sacrifice, unless the other party's god is higher than him.

But it is not that troublesome for a god of this level to stop him from devouring the world. He can be frightened away by just coming to the door. This is how it is between gods.

So, what is that?
The Lord of Truth felt a little confused for the first time.

"Ok?"

Also, surprised.

The source fragments he dropped seemed to have undergone some wonderful changes.
/ / /
Weier suddenly woke up from her coma.

The first thing I felt was a burning sting, the pain spread all over my body, and there was a strong smell of blood in my mouth. It must be that the internal organs were damaged.

She found that all the bones in her body were broken, especially her right arm, which was probably fractured. She wanted to scream in pain.

Did this battleship crash?
As expected, I can't control such high-tech items.

Luo Xi is a good guy. He sleeps so happily alone and leaves everything to himself.

By the way, what about others?

"Luo Xi? Can you hear me?" Weier shouted immediately.

"Starfire? Starfire, are you there?"

The little guy who had been fighting alongside her for a while didn't respond to her.

"Well"

At this time, Weier heard a painful whine.

She immediately crawled over to find him, and with her excellent night vision, she saw a young man wearing nothing, with a painful expression on his face.

"Luo Xi, wait a moment, I'll take you out right now."

Wei'er used her left hand that could still move to pick up Luo Xi, activated her ability, and led him through the barrier.

I don’t know what’s going on outside.

Are those enemies still alive?
After passing through the iron wall, Weier discovered that the original front room of the engine room had become extremely old and accumulated dust, as if tens of thousands of years had passed.

The enemies also disappeared.

"Why is this pervert so heavy?"

After putting Luo Xi on her back, Wei'er noticed that Luo Xi's body was really heavy. Previously, with the bonus of Starfire, she felt nothing while holding this guy, but now it was like she was carrying a whole dragon.

Will gritted her teeth.

It hurts so much (ó﹏ò).

Her whole body was wailing, protesting to her to stop moving. She couldn't use her broken right hand, so she could only hold Luo Xi up with her left hand.

She even had the urge to die.

However, feeling the warmth coming from the young man's body behind her, Wei'er's eyes were still firm and clear. She was fine no matter what, but she must send this guy out.

He also had his great-grandmother and the others in his hands.

As Weier continued to move forward, she came to a hall.

When she stepped inside and saw the scene in front of her, she almost suspected that she was still dreaming.

Countless white skeletons filled the hall.

Are these the people brought here by the film dealers?

Wei'er looked at these miserable corpses in silence.

These were all living people. She wanted to save them, but she failed to do anything in the end.

Moreover, I don’t know what happened. How long has passed since they fell?
Why are these people turned into corpses?
It couldn't have been so complete in just a few years, right?

"Everything will eventually pass away, only the truth will last forever."

An old voice sounded in Weier's ears.

"Do you want to find the eternal truth? Then come to me."

Wei'er's pupils suddenly became blurred.

She supported Luo Xi and walked toward the place where the sound came from. Her body passed through steel walls one after another. Finally, she stepped out and missed.

Under the uncomfortable feeling of weightlessness, she and Luo Xi fell heavily downward together.

The two of them rolled down into the soft sand and sank deeply into it.

After a long time.

A dirty cat head suddenly emerged from the sand.

"Cough cough cough."

Weier coughed several times before spitting out all the sand.

"Luo Xi, Luo Xi, how are you?"

She anxiously pulled Luo Xi out from below.

Fortunately, Luo Xi's breathing was still normal.

Weier couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He was also showing off, nothing happened to her, and it was even less likely that Luo Xi would have any problems.

Wei'er looked around.

Endless desert and dust, and the blazing sun in the sky.

Did they fall into some desert?
She didn't know who made the voice that bewitched her just now, but Weier decided to go back to the battleship behind first, at least she could hide from the sun inside.

However, when Weier turned around, she found that there was nothing there.

Where did that battleship go?

"Are you looking for a way to get back?"

Wei'er's cat ears cocked up, and she turned around to see a kind-faced old man looking at her a few meters away.

The person who appears in this situation is as weird as Ah Piao who appears at night. "Do you know how to get us back?"

"As long as you walk out of this desert, you can naturally go back."

"That, who are you?"

"I am the eternal incarnation of truth."

"Evil God?" Weier's eyes suddenly became alert.

"The evil god and the righteous god are just a matter of thought. You have the potential to become my angel. As long as you agree to a few of my requests, I will send you away from here immediately." The old man said with a smile.

"impossible!"

"Then you just wait here for the arrival of death. This is the deep gap world formed by my root fragments and your world. Only I can rely on the connection of the roots to explore and explore other existences, haha."

The old man smiled contemptuously and gradually disappeared into the desert.

This human girl miraculously survived and swallowed the fragment of his root, which made him feel great interest.

As for the other male human being, I can only say that it stinks.

It was the smell after being touched by other gods. The smell was very strong. It felt like the god had touched his body personally. He didn't have the so-called Minotaur habit, so he didn't have the slightest concern for humans who were contaminated by other gods. interest.

"Who would believe in an evil god like you?"

Wei'er didn't look at the old man's back. She half-carried Luo Xi and began to march step by step in the desert under the scorching sun.

It would be best if the strange old man didn't attack them directly.

Since you can come in, there is always a way to leave, right?

One step, two steps.

I don’t know how long I left.

Wei'er suddenly stopped.

She felt like something was disappearing from her mind.

Me, who am I?
My name is Wei Er.

She confirmed her name.

So, who is he?

Wei'er looked at the young man who rested his chin on her shoulder.

Luo Luo Xi.

Well, I remember this too.

No, she should be very familiar with him. Why did she hesitate for such a moment?

It seems that I really forgot something.

Is it an illusion?

Weier was suspicious, but continued to move forward.

As time went on, some past memories emerged from her mind uncontrollably.

- "Are you a fool? People like us want to enter the city, how can we walk through the gate with such arrogance? Now, okay, hey, there's a lot of blood, you're not going to die, are you?"

That was the first encounter between the two.

The corners of Wei'er's mouth couldn't help but curl up into a beautiful smile.

At first I thought this guy was a complete idiot.

Unexpectedly, they were people from other worlds.

In the future, there will be memories of that guy and herself working so hard to get out of that city, walking hand in hand in her mother's workshop, and holding hands in the dungeon. Although it is very dangerous to think about it now, she feels Very sweet.

Then, these memories seemed to be covered with a layer of veil, gradually fading away as she recalled them.

Wei'er found that her memory of Luo Xi was really slowly disappearing.

no, do not want.

In her 16 years of life, she didn't have many good memories. The only good memories she had were after Aina came.

Wei'er let go of Luo Xi's hand and squatted on the ground holding her head, her face full of hesitation.

I can give you everything else, don’t take away my memory.

"Every gain in the world comes at a price. As long as you give up the memory with him, you can take him back and go back to where you want to go."

The old man appeared quietly and walked to Weier's side with a kind face.

"why."

"I will not allow my agents to interfere with the agents of other gods."

"I disagree."

"Then, he will die sooner or later, just look at his face."

Wei'er turned around and saw Luo Xi, who was placed on the ground by her. Her face was pale, her lips were chapped, and she looked like she was about to die from lack of water.

She was distracted and touched his lips.

After a while, Weier asked softly: "Can you really let us go back?"

"Our gods never make false promises."

"Then, I agree."

"Lower your head, let go of your guard, and I will grant you the identity of my agent."

The old man's tone was somewhat pleasant.

In this way, He can be regarded as having an official representative in another world.

He still has a good relationship with that god's agent, and the two will become enemies when they meet.

What He likes most is watching this kind of drama.

What is this called, stomachache?

Weier couldn't stop crying.

She felt that she was forgetting many things.

Little by little, little by little, I forget.

Until she could no longer recognize the face of the young man next to her.

The old man also nodded with satisfaction.

That's almost it, huh?
He saw that the expression of the girl in front became a little different, and there were some 'hard stones' in her memory that could not be shaken.

— “Next time, I will definitely save you.”

Wei'er vaguely saw a young man who stretched out his hand towards her and put it on her head to comfort her.

There was also the disappearance of Luo Xi, who manipulated the armor to self-destruct and exchanged injuries with North, in the light of the fire.

The memories that appeared in the revised timeline appeared in her mind bit by bit.

That was something that had never happened, but it was indeed something that had already happened.

Some things cannot be erased no matter what. Those things are engraved on the line of time that does not exist. How can non-existent events be eliminated?

"You still have to put in some effort."

The old man sighed, raised his finger and put it towards Weier's forehead.

"I don't care if you become an idiot."

Click! —

In shock, one of the old man's hands was held tightly by a dark golden arm.

The person who got up had dark gold liquid flowing on his body. The liquid hardened rapidly, and finally only his face was exposed.

A pair of red-gold pupils opened, and then two different colors, pitch black and red, emerged.

Hoarse, like a broken bellows roaring.

"Get away from her!"

"Old stuff!"