"Ah, ah, God, Almighty God..."

The voices of weeping blood cry in a low voice

"Why do you let me suffer so much?"

No one responded.

Maybe God doesn't care.

As a result, the voice of prayer gradually became disappointed, and in the end, there was no more begging and luck left.

In this deepest darkness, only the most painful attachment remains.

"We, all-encompassing..."

Licking the blood and tears of the past, the broken soul utters its last whisper in the deep night

"Then, we shall create everything again!"

As a result, endless darkness enveloped everything again.

All mourning.

……

When the alarm clock rang again, Bai Long opened his eyes from his dream, panting in terror.

Sweaty.

"This……"

The despair in the dream still remained in his limbs, trembling at every nerve ending, wandering in vain.

When Bai Long raised his hand, he touched the moisture on his face.

It was scarlet blood tears.

But on the bedside, the phantom had already disappeared without a trace.

But there are still a pair of faint footprints on the ground, as if someone has been standing here for a long time, staring at Aobai in the dark.

Quietly, it brought him a painful dream, and when the nightmare was about to wake up, he turned and left.

Suddenly the phone rings suddenly, and after answering the phone, he hears an excited voice from the other end. Aobai turns on the video, and sees a dancing scholar.

The scholar was also taken aback when he saw him, a little confused.

"How did your Excellency make such a ghostly look?"

"Indescribable."

Bai Long grabbed a napkin, wiped his face carelessly, and asked

"What happened?"

"The experimental team of the research institute just announced the results. The outer layer of the Twilight Central Branch has been cracked with the assistance of the builders of the Artifact Sect, Newton's Workshop, and Mechanism Cult Empire."

Scholars get excited.

"We've found two more..."

"stop!"

Bailong stopped the other party's eloquent speech, with a serious expression on his face

"I want to see the old leader!"

……

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Chapter 490 Three Heavenly Works

"I'm sorry, you must be very troubled, but I can't help you, after all, this is just an old man who is useless..."

This one of the few Tiangong who has the power in the whole world, the highest authority in Tiangong Mansion - Isaac Ivan sat on the platform, but his expression seemed a little numb.

Looking at the dead silent meeting room in front of him, he sighed wearily

"In the final analysis, is there any meaning to all of this? The universe, life, all things, this world, the kingdom of heaven, extraterrestrials, and even everything... all that we have done, compared to this vast and magnificent world, what is it?

What will change after getting the dream city at dusk?After all, it is meaningless, and the ending you get is nothing but emptiness...a handful of loess..."

Accompanied by his hoarse words, an indescribable low pressure enveloped the hall, and the lingering depression and exhaustion weighed heavily on everyone's heart.

The person in charge seemed to be used to such scenes, and couldn't help shaking his head.

"Master, have you taken your medicine today?"

The vice president of the Ability Research Association gave a dry cough.

"Is there any point in taking medicine or not taking medicine? Could it be that after taking medicine, the world will become a better place? It's just a lie, deceiving oneself and others..."

The master drooped his head, looking dejected

"Compared to the universe, we are but a speck of dust, compared to the world, our existence is but a moment... this moment..."

And just when the master was so skillfully emitting negative energy, several people had skillfully held down the [-]-meter-tall Tiangong and poured medicine into his mouth.

But the master didn't resist, and sat on the spot quite skillfully, as if he didn't even bother to struggle.

Soon, the specially made elixir took effect, and the icy white color gradually faded, revealing the texture of blood and flesh, but the hair, brows, and pupils still had the icy coldness.

The ice pole qualitative change caused by the great disaster of that year still remains in his body.

"Probably a reflection of obsession."

After learning what happened to Bailong, Master Tiangong remained calm and indifferent as always, and didn't even bother to move his eyes.

"No fuss."

He says

"little things"

Bai Long's expression twitched.

Although this Tiangong is terribly depressed in daily life, which makes people feel a little bit hard, but the normal state is another extreme-it even makes people feel that he is less human than when he is abnormal.

The former is helpless, and the latter is awe-inspiring and scary.

It was as if he had truly turned into a miracle of inhuman creation, overlooking everything in front of him with cold eyes. There was nothing in this world that could surprise him.Even if the entire Tiangong Mansion exploded in front of him, he wouldn't frown.

Every time he stood next to him, Bailong felt as if he was facing a human-shaped forging furnace, and he could feel countless Taoisms changing in that body, and huge miracles were happening every moment, but it was very difficult. It's rare to feel his emotional changes.

Comparing the two, he couldn't figure out which side was the normal situation.

In all fairness, he would rather the other party be more salty, at least it will look healthier...

Thinking about it this way, it doesn't seem surprising to be kicked here by that black-hearted boss to come here for a "vacation". The vice president of ability research and the others must know the situation better than themselves.

But since Tiangong said it's okay, Aobai can also breathe a sigh of relief.

he continued to ask

"And what do you mean by 'obsessive reflection'? Are you saying that this situation is not uncommon?"

Recalling the nightmare he had before, he was instinctively uneasy.

But at a time like this when a person is frightened there, it is obviously Sha Que's behavior. As a professional crowbar investigator, if there is any abnormality, he should report it decisively, and then use everyone's wisdom to work together to solve it.

It's just that Bailong seems to be the only one who is very nervous about this matter.

"It's so common."

Tiangong's casual answer

"In many cases, the record of time will be imprinted in the material through some way, and finally the obsession recorded in the essence can be extracted again through some way... It's not uncommon, just like archaeology Officers found a few slabs of calligraphy and painting from the tomb, and you just happen to be able to read part of the characters on them."

"Then why me?"

white dragon strange

"There must be a reason."

"You have to ask yourself, high inspiration, good luck, or exposure to related things, there are too many factors in it."

Tiangong flipped through the report, looked up and said

"As far as I know, you are not the only one who has hallucinations in the Tiangong Mansion during the active dreaming process, there are five people in total... Besides, there are about 2 immortal cultivators in all parts of China. Different degrees of nightmare demons, as well as more than [-] practitioners and supernatural beings of other systems also have different degrees of dream symptoms."

Bai Long froze in place, unbelievable.

At first, I thought I was the chosen one, but then I was about to be dismounted, tripped up, or jumped out to make a few sarcastic remarks.

Then I immediately caught two of them and came out to scare the chickens and monkeys. By the way, I used threats and lures to seize my own rights...

He has even filled his mind with the [-]-word battle in the secret realm and the subsequent suppression and conflicts, splitting up the conflicts, and then succeeded in ascending the throne.

Turning around, the [-]-character cool essay is gone!

And just when he was about to continue reporting to the master, he saw the cold giant waving his hands without interest

"As for what I saw, I don't need to say much, these may not be true."

"Huh?" Aobai was puzzled.

"Because it's not very useful."

Tiangong says

"Because the individual's perspective is narrow and uncertain, and the perspective of the ethnic group is chaotic and blind, no matter which one can see the overall situation, it will be more misleading."

he paused

"It seems that this matter will be discussed next time."

Bai Long froze for a moment, the office door was suddenly pushed open, and a clerk came in panting, as if he had just finished a [-]-kilometer marathon, he couldn't catch his breath while holding on to the door frame.

"Master, there is an envoy from the embassy of the ancient Aztec country. Yes, he is the blood of the high priest!"

After saying so many words in one breath, the clerk almost couldn't catch his breath.

"It's the first high priest."

Bailong was stunned for a long time

Among the nine gods of the Aztecs, as the king of eternal darkness, Tezcatripoca, the god who once incarnated as the first sun, undoubtedly has an extremely noble status.

Within the two main representative forces in the Western Continent system—the Aztecs, all supernatural beings will receive the blessings left by the gods of the past at the moment of achievement.

And being able to be loved by the first sun is enough to prove the talent in front of him.

As the noble blood inheritor and high priest of Tezcatlipoca, this is almost equivalent to the status of that group of people in the Chinese system!

What are these seeded players doing here suddenly?outing?

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Chapter 490 Your Wife...

"An old man poked me with an umbrella on the subway and asked me to give up my seat. Please use five different literary narrative methods to describe this picture."

Looking at the questions that appeared on the computer screen, Lin Xuan thought for a moment, and then tapped his fingers on the keyboard.

As an amateur...novel writer, fantasy, magic, fantasy... I can master all kinds of novels in different styles, but the topic of this level is still a piece of cake, there is almost no thinking, and the words are like flowing water Pour from fingertips.

"The tall old knight—the people here call him Rystadt, held up a shining umbrella, and stabbed towards me. I couldn't resist the heavy force, and from the love seat Fell up and fell down." - Chivalry Literature.

Then there is the history of the heroes of ancient Greece

"The tall and strong old man is standing in the subway, high-spirited, he raised Poseidon's halberd, and launched a charge towards another great warrior, trying to tear his legs apart in order to obtain the seat of love Supreme glory."

Another tough guy literature.

"The old man was in the navy during World War II. He stood upright, holding the handle of the subway with his left hand stiffly, and held up the umbrella with his right hand as if holding a gun, and shouted in a rough and cold old voice, 'Hey , young man, give me your seat!'"

In less than a moment, 3/5 was completed. Lin Xuan leisurely picked up the teacup, sipped the tea and looked at the time on the clock.

"It's already twelve o'clock!"

But unexpectedly, she thought that her cousin would definitely make some excessive demands, but she didn't expect that she was just helping with a problem.

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