After the counter-sacrifice at the beginning, I became the spokesperson for the girls?

[No sign of the end of the world]

The space spoke very quietly, uttering a word that took all its strength just to say.

Bai Xingyao looked up suddenly, and the bright sunlight shone into her eyes, even making her feel a little blinded.

The world...is destroyed?

[I have to tell you from the beginning]

Before the space could relax for long, it thought of the things trapped in the sea of ​​souls. It hurriedly got up, looking solemnly at the dark air that was devouring the black sea water but was surrounded by more water.

[Nothing in the universe is eternal, not even God, you know? ]

Gods can also be killed by gods, and even the supreme laws can fall. Bai Xingyao nodded and pursed her lips to show that she understood.

[Even God will die, and so will the world]

The space frowned its virtual brows deeply.

[In the universe, the world is divided into the real world and the false world. The real world is formed by the rotation of the stars and the combination of spaces born over countless years. They are magnificent and have countless resources. They are also like eternity, and they have bred countless brilliant civilizations. ]

If the false world is created by a certain power in a moment of thought, then the real world can only be obtained after countless years.

[But all things must die]

Like the place where Bai Xingyao is standing, like the place where all the creatures are no different from ants, they will eventually die and turn into bright meteors in the universe. After burning out all the light and fire in an instant, they will disappear completely.

But the real world is different. They were not created by the power of God, nor are they dominated by anything. They have long since given birth to a vast civilization that even a weak god cannot move.

Therefore, their demise begins with themselves.

【curse】

The space uttered words full of extreme ominousness: [This is an eternal curse on eternal undead creatures]

The gods will kill each other and the world will gradually produce dark matter. It is not like a virus, but like a rule, slowly and silently eroding the entire real world, devouring all the lives of everyone, and finally destroying the empty world, leaving only a dead and deserted dimension.

Once this kind of curse is born, it cannot be stopped. It is highly contagious. Even if a method is found, it can only temporarily slow down the speed, unless there is a miracle in this world and a true God of rules appears.

[It is rumored that this curse is the hatred of the Creator, and it is also rumored that this curse is a punishment for the greed of all things. But no matter how it is spread, I have never heard of a real curse spreading to the false world.]

The false world is so fragile. If the curse gradually spreads, it won’t be long before all the creatures in this world will be buried with the darkness.

"..."

Bai Xingyao was deeply shocked. She stood there with extremely horrifying thoughts running through her spine.

The other side of eternity:

Chapter 117: Everyone is not a good person

There are people from the real world who brought curses and cast them on this world.

Space looked at the black gas for a long time, and its emotions were trembling slightly, even a little panicked.

If this curse has really penetrated the world, then no matter how it was brought in, the destruction of the world beneath their feet is inevitable. The false world is not as good as the real one. It is just a force. When it can no longer bear it, it will turn into a bright meteor, streaking across the burning last life.

But the black air in the soul sea water no longer had its previous ferocity. As time went by, it became weaker and weaker. Finally, like a candle blown by a gust of wind, it suddenly disappeared in the embrace of power.

When it disappeared, it took away the spirit that had been soaked in it, and the surrounding soul sea water remained intact, and not a trace of the terrifying breath was left.

[…Not contagious]

The space fell on the huge rock in front of the swaying sea, and the body trembled slightly.

[It actually only takes away the infected creatures... instead of leaking out and devouring the entire world...]

Bai Xingyao hugged it and patted its body gently.

“Are there different types of pollution…?”

People’s illnesses can be mild or severe, but what about the world?

[No, I won’t divide it]

The space started up again, and the sound was as if one was personally present at the scene, with an inexplicable sense of fear: [No matter what form they appear in, they will not change their crazy encroachment as always]

A healthy real world will quickly wither if infected. The reason why there is no precedent in the false world is that it will die if it touches it, and it will disappear into nothingness without even leaving a record.

But why is the world before their eyes still there?

The space was thinking hurriedly and hurriedly, and Bai Xingyao became aware of the outside world. In her eyes, countless black squares were flowing in an orderly manner in the world, forming a flow like a river. The extremely ominous aura in it was touched by her hand.

The darkness of corruption immediately rushed out, and Bai Xingyao trapped it with the Sea of ​​Souls as usual, carefully observing every flow of its power.

Her spirit was always active and growing, like the flowing water in the mountains. She leaned in and watched the black gas rushing up ferociously. The whole black gas devoured her spirit, but her body did not grow at all, but kept disappearing. Bai Xingyao keenly sent more in. She kept observing the difference between the two. In the end, the black gas disappeared, and her uncontaminated spirit was still like a constant flow of replenished water. Even if she was afraid of cutting off the connection with her master's soul, she was still growing more power on her own.

"The destruction of the real world doesn't happen in an instant, does it?"

Bai Xingyao asked the black sphere, and the space nodded hesitantly and spoke: [The real world breeds powerful forces. The races that can live in this world must have countless strong people. No strong person wants his hometown to be destroyed.]

What's more, even if you have the idea of ​​running to another world, what does it matter? In today's world, without the help of a spokesperson, the best you can do is to leave on your own, but whether it's family, friends or lovers, they all have to die in their original world.

"So they will frantically look for ways to delay their world for even a moment, so that it can last longer?"

Space nodded again, and said in a low voice: [This is the instinct of living things. No one is as carefree as us. There are more lives that would rather die with their hometown than make the greatest effort to save their loved ones.]

Bai Xingyao reached out again, but the space held her hand and whispered: [Do you still want to touch that pollution? No, it's not good for you...]

If it gets on you...

“I want to prove something.”

Bai Xingyao shook her head. She continued to draw in the black air, repeating the cycle, the same process as before.

After several times, her pupils were sparkling, and the red eyes reflected by the waves of the sea were devoid of any emotion, and finally all her strength disappeared.

She got accurate data.

“If the pollution that continues to erode the world is like my spirit, it can grow its own strength.”

She stretched out her hand and reviewed the scene. The countless black air, even if it was replenished with pure power, still disappeared in the end.

“Then the pollution I see in front of me is a pool of stagnant water that cannot flow and is gone once it is used up.”

The space flew up, and Bai Xingyao asked it: [Will the races in the real world definitely find a way to save their own world? ]

【meeting】

A vague idea slowly arose in Space's mind.

"Do you remember you said that Tana seemed to have suppressed his power?"

Bai Xingyao continued to ask.

It seemed as if a flash of inspiration suddenly passed through the space, and the most likely truth of the current situation suddenly condensed in its mind.

"Can a person with a rotten body survive if his limbs are replaced?"

The space is getting closer and closer to the specific picture, it says: [Can]

Bai Xingyao connected everything together: "On the day I first arrived, someone asked me if I wanted to sell my limbs, and someone else reminded me not to sell my eyes."

There was a strong man in the real world who found a world that seemed to have the effect of suppressing and repressing. He brought pollution in and tried to develop a way to save his hometown. In order to prolong the life of the world, he collected limbs in this world and exchanged them for the real world people who were about to be devoured by the pollution.

This powerful person also formed a force in this world. They seemed to protect people, but they also collected organs. And whenever a dying person appeared, they would come to the house. In Krich's memory, he clearly heard people say that he was crazy and close to death, and hoped to pay money to take his body away.

The person who said this had a young face and a gentle expression. Even when he took out the gold coins, his shy smile was still the same as when he gave Bai Xingyao breakfast.

"Wood God Cult."

The light is not a good thing, the wood god is not a good thing, even Tana can be classified as a weird person compared to them.

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Chapter 115 I revised the last few paragraphs at 2 o'clock in the morning. I was really confused yesterday and actually spliced ​​my wrong manuscript. Then Hedgehog Cat said that I revised it too frequently and asked me to revise it after an hour. If you refreshed it before, please be sure to refresh it! The final version of the last few paragraphs is now (╥╯﹏╰╥)

The other side of eternity:

Chapter 118: Five Nights Eve

"Okay, let's talk about this matter officially now."

The crow pulled his head back and said, "That's impossible. It's very tiring to go down."

The cold white hall, with its high dome casting transparent white light, and its floor paved with cold marble, is spacious and majestic, with only the silver-white table in the middle where people are having conversations.

"Then I don't want to care."

The girl's fair hands dropped the chess piece on the chessboard in front of her. Her skin was delicate and white, but faint green tree roots were climbing on it. Seeing the situation in front of her enter a dead end, she supported her face with her left hand out of boredom. Her gold and silver eyes were bright and shining, and her sunken skin looked soft, making people want to poke it.

"I worked so hard to bring back this kind of news!"

The crows immediately protested the decision.

The girl placed the chess piece again, and the situation on the chessboard instantly became chaotic. She made a bored expression on her delicate face, and between her breaths, a trace of memories flowed out, as if flowing endlessly towards the upper realm.

"I'm going to disappear."

She suddenly interrupted the crows' chattering.

The tree roots on your hand look like strange patterns, but careful observers will find that they are slowly growing upwards, continuously and diffusely.

The crow stopped talking, its orange eyes widened, but was choked back by the sound of the girl rising up from her gown.

"I will go find the deity and ask him to find the person himself."

At this moment, she slowly looked up. For a moment, it seemed as if a chaotic aura passed by.

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[Are you determined to drink that bowl of porridge? ]

Space expressed great incomprehension: [That is a curse, a curse, a curse! ]

Say the important thing three times!

We all know it is a curse, so why do we still go?

Bai Xingyao set up a pot, burned some firewood by the river, put a handful of noodles in it, and her spirit flew out from time to time to look for the children, taking away the lollipops in their dreams, listening to their crying and the +1+1 nightmare energy.

This is next to the overpass. The sun has slowly set along with the crowds of people. The dark orange sky paints the world. The hustle and bustle around has quieted down a little, revealing a kind of narrow and weird feeling.

The abnormality from the first day came again. Bai Xingyao sat by the river quietly, which was unusual. A slight breeze blew past, and when it touched her skin, she felt a rare chill.

Will there still be a moon tonight?

The sparkling river water would not answer, only the kind-hearted passerby on the dam bent down, his face was blurred in the dim sky, only a sentence from afar was transmitted to a far place, causing ripples in the reflection of the water.

"Little girl, go back."

I put the noodles in the bowl I just bought. The auntie who was offering a big discount not only gave me a pair of chopsticks, but also a handful of noodles. The thick dusk stretched her reflection, and she hurried away, not even taking the spoon she was selling.

"Can you help me with the dishes?"

Bai Xingyao took a few bites of the tasteless noodles, and the soup was watery and bland.

The noodles are cooked, the pot is there, and the river is there, but people become lazy after they are full.

[You can sell it on the other side of the world! ]

The space exploded with anger: [All flaws, 20% off, a profit of ! ]

Bai Xingyao thought that it was not impossible, but only perverts would buy such things, right?

The strength of the body and the faith of the believers continued to run back and forth. The abrupt thoughts in Bai Xingyao's mind became more and more obvious. Her heart was beating, as if some shackles would be broken tonight.

The book at the foot opened the bronze pages, and the dark yellow light dimly enveloped the bloodstains that had been splashed on it at some point. The black and twisted words vaguely formed three phrases:

Night five.

The crow perched on the treetop, its blood-red eyes turning inhumanly across the empty streets. In the dim world, its mixed red eyes were covered with a layer of yellow light, and the moment it flapped its wings, the shadow of the tree blurred into a huge shadow on the ground.

The wind in the distance blew up the fallen newspapers from the day, and the only sounds in the dead and dim world were the howling of tree ghosts and wolves. The moment the extremely harsh sound of nails scraping the ground suddenly sounded, Bai Xingyao's body disappeared from the spot, leaving behind a hand that dragged across the three meters of dust where she was.

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Frederick - Fief

Melissa, with her long chestnut hair, had cried until her eyes were red. She hadn't stopped crying the entire day, just crying as she sat next to her brother.

"Why...why do this to my loved ones?"

She choked with sobs, and her most respected brother, Tracy, who had a sun-shaped golden eagle on his waist, stood solemnly looking at the closed door. He squatted down and stared at his little sister with a solemn face.