Who is not a warrior these days?

Chapter 442 Playing with the Magic Way

The night is as dark as ink, and the Milky Way is setting.

Wang Li leaned against the throne of the Crown Spacetime Temple, tapping the starlight armrests lightly with his fingertips, producing a crisp rhythm.

Above the dome, billions of stars were rotating, and each star reflected a branch of time. Countless images of the future and the past flashed in his eyes.

Wang Li saw clearly that in this one month's "time", countless existences had placed their own chess pieces or methods, almost all kinds of incredible ways permeated every inch of the timeline of this month, just waiting for a certain moment to go crazy!
The scene of the entire river of time being turned into a mess made Wang Li eager to try, and he had the urge to stir it up again.

"Hmm? Let me see, what is coming..."

Suddenly, Wang Li raised his eyebrows, as if some kind of connection closely related to himself was touched. It was a connection that was deeply rooted in Wang Li's blood and could not be severed.

In an instant, Wang Li's gaze couldn't help but turn to the distance of the river of time.

——A tributary of time that is illusory and uncertain, and has no support at all, as if it would collapse at the slightest ripple!
And now, that erratic illusory tributary is trembling. In the parallel world created by that illusory tributary, the sky is a festering purple-red, the earth is covered with wriggling flesh and blood, countless bones are piled up into a mountain, and on top of that mountain of corpses, there is a man standing...

Behind that man, a demon god with a thousand heads and faces, four arms and nine tails seemed to have sensed some kind of mysterious connection, and also felt that there seemed to be some existence in the higher-dimensional space and time. It turned its gaze to itself and slowly opened its four thousand demon eyes.

"Destruction! Destruction! Destruction!"

Those vast demonic sounds shook the space and time. He was pulling this piece of heaven and earth and time into a demon boat, trying to cross this illusory parallel world and come to the main material world where Wang Li was, to become real!
But Wang Li just narrowed his eyes.

"Dad?"

He recognized him—it was Wang Zhenjiang from another parallel world that he had once observed, the "Black God of War" who achieved his status through the secret magic!
Seeing this scene, Wang Li tapped the armrest of the throne with his fingers, as if thinking about something.

To be honest, this Dark Warrior father from the parallel world was not the first time that Wang Li had seen him.

But compared to the first time he saw him, this old man's current appearance is more than ten times more real!
It was as if in the next moment, he would take a step out of the illusory and uncertain tributary of time and space, and walk from illusion into reality!
"Hey, I didn't expect that my dad, who is already over 50 years old, could still be a world-class villain boss?"

Wang Li couldn't help laughing, "But Dad's Black Warrior look... is quite unique."

Well, after all, the reason why this Black God of War could appear was all Wang Li’s own fault.

If Wang Li had not been curious and used the power and superpowers of the Saint Seiya to spy on the various possibilities of his father's future development, Wang Li would never have discovered that his father, who was nearly fifty years old and still a super-unparalleled genius who had reached the twelfth level of martial arts, might have a timeline in the future where he could become a "martial god"!
If Wang Li only got a glimpse of something, that would be fine.

After all, the future is uncertain, ever-changing, and no two are the same.

Even if we get a glimpse of the future, it is nothing more than a dreamy and blurry illusion. Perhaps just a tiny invisible deviation in the "present" is enough to completely shatter that "future".

Even if Wang Li left it alone, his father's future timeline of "Black Warrior" would be completely shattered and destroyed with the various inconsistencies in the "present" time point, becoming one of the countless silt and dust that sank under the riverbed and was swept away by the surging waves in the river of time, and it would never be turned out again. But who made Wang Li shout at the entire river of time with great passion?

His voice resounded throughout the past, present, and future, like a clear anchor point, allowing all the illusory and uncertain future timelines to be truly fixed, to truly merge into the mainstream of the river of time, and to truly "exist"! !

It’s just that “all things compete for freedom in the frost.”

Although Wang Li gave them the "possibility", they also need to fight for it themselves.

These virtual timelines, and even the powerful people born from these virtualities, if they want to follow the voice shouted out in the Internet and move from virtuality to reality, they must destroy each other and wipe out the infinite "uncertain possibilities" represented by each other, leaving only themselves!
Furthermore, if they could go one step further, the imaginary timeline they represented could even flow back from the future to cover the present, or even completely infect the past, reversing the years from the end of the world and reshaping time!

And now, the Black God father who was seen by Wang Li is naturally one of them.

He walked out of the illusion step by step, and walked towards the final time point set by Wang Li!

At this moment, the demon god seemed to sense some kind of spying. His brows furrowed, and the war god with a thousand heads and faces, four arms and nine tails behind him, the nine snake tails suddenly pierced into the void. In an instant, nine demonic fist intentions as huge as rolling mountains appeared in front of Wang Li's eyes.

The sky was filled with a sea of ​​blood, mountains of bones were piled up, evil spirits blocked out the sun... Countless powerful demonic skills were pushed to the extreme by Wang Zhenjiang without any concealment, stirring up the heavens and earth, and infecting the world with demons!
"boom!!!"

The fist intent and demonic intent tore through the sky and split the earth, with layer upon layer of terrifying illusions, as if they wanted them to take advantage of the mysterious connection between the two, and swore to drag Wang Li deep into the layers of fist intent, and then blast him into pieces!

"Snapped!"

The sound of explosions like the collapse and shattering of stars resounded throughout the temple.

Wang Li's infinite will moved slightly and crushed the nine fist intentions at will.

"This old man... is really not steady at all. How old is he, but why is he still like a firecracker that will explode at any time? If he accidentally hits someone, who will be responsible?" Seeing this, Wang Li couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

I have to say that this Darth Vader version of the dad is really not normal at all. His every move shows the incomplete beauty of a person who has brain hypoxia, cerebellar atrophy, brain stem missing, and no wisdom.

I can only say that this is really playing with the "magic way".

After saying that, Wang Li stood up. In a trance, the entire Milky Way was converging towards him. He didn't know when a black robe had covered him.

The next moment, Wang Li stepped into the vortex of time and space that suddenly appeared, his black robe billowing like clouds hanging from the sky: "So it is I, the filial son, who has to come here to give you, Dad, some love from a son."

(End of this chapter)