Ma Ran glanced at Song Chu, who was sitting with his eyes lowered and his nose pointed at his heart, and saw straight through his comrade's thoughts.
The idea that "as long as Ma Ran is still alive, we won't suffer complete defeat" was giving him far too much credit.
Restarting the timeline had indeed been possible—but only while they were in the Main Universe.
This time, it involved more than just the Main Universe. It also involved the Myriad Worlds. The Unified Will of the Infinite Planes was nothing like the Main Universe's will, which was completely insane. Although it held tremendous value as a spectator, it was also extremely difficult to make use of.
If they failed this time, restarting the timeline of the Chaos Starfield and being reborn once more would be nearly impossible.
Sometimes, Ma Ran envied the other people from Earth. They had someone like him whom they could "trust unconditionally," someone to whom they could entrust all their hopes.
People often said that when the sky fell, the tallest person would hold it up.
But from the moment he began his second cycle in the Main Universe, he had become the tallest person of all. He had to stand firm and hold up the sky. Forget falling—even slightly bending his spine was absolutely forbidden!
Shaking his head, Ma Ran banished his chaotic thoughts. He glanced at Wan Haihao and Zhu Hanyi, who were ready to set out at any moment without the slightest hesitation or hesitation, and felt his head begin to throb. He could not help closing his eyes and rubbing his Qingming acupoints.
His comrades' excessive trust had unconsciously turned into an invisible pressure and burden.
Anyone would grow exhausted from bearing too much responsibility, too great a weight.
So...
After this