Mimicry of Deities appeared behind Him.
This war is about to break out.
"It's still a bit troublesome." God of Truth sighed, without any caution when facing a strong enemy, and slowly walked forward.
Countless derivatives are surging around.
"Actually, I don't want to do these thankless things, but it's a pity that I promised Him before. I will never make this kind of bet with Him next time."
God of Truth looked up at the dark sky, as if thinking of the young man's cold eyes again, a smile appeared on his lips.
"For whatever reason, I should have had other thoughts about him."
Meeting your opponent in chess? Or the anger of losing?
Or maybe it's other emotions that are even more unclear.
This emotion surged in my heart, making God of Truth extremely strange.
"I look forward to meeting you for the first time to regain my memory."
He smiled and recited the name that lingered on the tip of his tongue countless times.
"Bo Shuo."
The deaths of countless humans have become bloody data one after another.
Some people died and some people survived.
Some are excited and some are desperate...
Countless emotions generated by Lost Paradise gathered little by little and condensed into a brand new authority.
The sky that was originally filled with Gilded Eyes was suddenly covered by another mysterious figure, gradually penetrating bit by bit in a slow but strong manner.
Countless human beings struggling in despair slowly raised their heads.
Whether in Exam Venue, in reality, or even in Lost Paradise, a Black Silhouette wearing a brimmed hat appears in the sky.
You can't tell where he came from, and you can't estimate his identity.
He is everywhere and He is nowhere to be found.
Countless scarlet threads snaked on the ground, seemingly tearing apart the entire space in an instant, then rising and rising again.
Consolidate everything into a large prison.
Everyone fell to the ground, they were confused, they were afraid, and they were afraid of the unknown.
But I will still be mesmerized by this magnificent scene in the sky.
I really want to give everything for Him.
Not only humans, but also other unknown people trembled all over the moment they felt this aura, and almost ran away from their territory.
This familiar smell.
The fear that seemed to be engraved in their bones instantly captured their souls almost instantly, making them wish they could die here.
If caught by that person, even death would be a luxury.
The shadow in the sky became more and more obvious, and even countless Gilded Eyes could not cover His figure, but instead became the background board used to set off Him.
Yi Rong, who was above the void, also felt this change. He couldn't help but raise his head. The shadow in the sky still existed. He seemed to be aware of Yi Rong's gaze and cast a superior glance at him.
Yi Rong's eyes moved away and finally landed on Bo Shuo not far away.
The young man's figure seemed to be erratic in the fierce wind. A familiar aura burst out from him, and the parts of him that were originally human were becoming less and less.
Just like washed away gravel, it disappears completely with just a slight swipe.
In a daze, he seemed to disappear in the next second.
But it's no different than this.
Yi Rong reminds me of many things.
The spores not only took away the authority, but also took away a small part of His memory.
He remembered everything.
Thinking of the reason for Dimension Ascension, I remembered the conversation I had with another Pillar God.
Those memories passed by little by little, and Shou Dao transformed into the current scene.
If by this time, Yi Rong doesn't know that he has been calculated, he would be considered stupid.
What I miss most about Dimension Ascension is not Yi Rong, but...
Yi Rong looked deeply at the figure of the young man not far away.
The original familiarity is explained here.
"You don't remember me. I've been waiting for you to wake up for tens of thousands of years."
The young man's words fell upon his ears again at this moment, and they turned out to be a prophecy.
Waiting for tens of thousands of years, just to calculate their entire existence.
Yi Rong didn't know what he was feeling, but He didn't say it. After all, all this was of their own free will.
All actions are of their own free will.
It's just that Bo Shuo added a push behind the scenes.
In other words, it is not Bo Shuo.
But--
"God of Falsehood."
The moment the name Yi Rong came out, the movement of the young man standing in front of him paused for a moment at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Black Haired Youth turned around, with no expression on his face, but Yi Rong knew.
It's different.
Everything is different.
"When did your memory begin to revive?" Yi Rong asked, looking at the young man in front of him whose aura had gradually become more familiar.
Suddenly my mood became more complicated.
For Yi Rong, the feeling of being plotted is indeed not pleasant, but for Bo Shuo.
What about Bo Shuo who has gone through everything?
What would he think?
Yi Rong can't be distinguished clearly, it's like he hasn't understood Bo Shuo since the first song.