The magnificent palace exudes an indescribable chilling atmosphere.
Mountains and rivers, the sun and the moon, the four directions of heaven and earth, spring, summer, autumn and winter, all kinds of beautiful and wonderful scenes and space fragments, in the cycle, all the matter in them converges into a mighty and endless river.
As the slender green-white fingers fiddled with it, it came from the past and went to Void.
In the process of the long river washing, illusory and dim marks drift like snowflakes in the vicissitudes of the world Tanaka.
"Oh, your Majesty Empress is really ruthless. If you don't say they are infatuated, so many men are at least loyal to you. Even if you don't care about your brothers, it would be great if you let me sell you Abyss."
The noble jester walked into the hall with the [Nether Ruins] badge on his waist. His voice was gentle and gentle, like Childe from a well-educated aristocratic family. However, there was no respect in his words, but instead he was very joking and joking:
"Is our Senior Brother Master so obsessed with you?"
At the top position, the fake Empress Wutian remained motionless, just glancing at it with a gaze as cold as a razor blade.
After a brief silence, the man prostrated on the ground with a smile.
"If you kill this last prostitute, I won't be able to cooperate with you in a short time. We won't hinder you and Qianqiong Su Lin Your Excellency from continuing their love affair with each other."
His face began to bleed, but his smile remained unchanged, "When the time comes, I will disappear from your world and find a deserted corner to fend for myself.
As long as you are happy, that's fine. At worst, I won't lick you anymore, I'll lick your wounds."
"Even the harem noble I want to execute is not something Nether Ruins like you should touch." Empress Wutian did not put on a good face towards Menek because of his false self.
"But the name Nether Ruins Your Majesty goes well with Nether Ruins, doesn't it?" The face of the 'Noble Lord' occupied by Menek became more and more broken. He seemed to have found a trace of himself and asked sadly:
"Your Majesty, can you really not spare Bei Chen's life for the sake of the Delusion Realm's companionship in life and death thousands of years ago and his hard work over the years?"
"I can't come back after I die. If you harem nobles don't die, your own forces will sooner or later cause turmoil in the fight for Wutian. Don't blame me for being cruel."
Empress Wutian tapped the emperor's chair with his index finger. "I really can't let you go."
Boom--
Nether Ruins Your Majesty turned into a ball of blood mist, and all the matter and energy related to himself also flowed out of this world and poured into different worlds along the long river.
"What a vicious woman, you really did it?!"
It seems that the voices in different languages spoken by millions of people, men, women, old and young, echo in the depths of Empress Wutian's soul.
The phantom of Menek flew out from a thread in Empress's soul and landed in the hall again. He said in a surprised and dumbfounded tone:
"Your 'Nether Ruins male concubine' still understands you, you know? What he was thinking about at the last moment was"
"This iron-crotch bitch* said it so grandly, isn't it because she is afraid that a new Cosmic Emperor will be born and replace all traces of you."
"Wutian can't fall into Nether Ruins. Rather, the cause of their death is also related to you." Empress lowered his eyes.
Even though it was re-moving as the demon Fortune to Miracle, the phantom with a false self made the reaction that the 'self' should have at this time point and in this situation.
"Just a Multiverse, I'm the source of evil."
Menek was happy, and he waved his hand, not intending to get too entangled with the historical traces of Empress Wutian on this matter.
Possessing a Cosmic Emperor in Void as Executor is indeed interesting, but you can escape as long as you are reborn once in Void.
What's more, a world like Wutian is not attractive to him.
"You always have to follow history, it's just trivial things, but now you can't break away from the shackles to find Su Lin?"
Menek said curiously, "Rejecting my help is not a wise choice."
Fortune Authority containing Abyssal Divinity, the effect exerted by Void is only a fraction of Iceburg.
Empress Wutian, who was originally the defeated opponent of Su Lin, acted like he was rejecting others from thousands of miles away. From Menek's point of view, he was somewhat disregarding the overall situation.
"Help?" Empress Wutian raised his face with a mocking smile:
"Not to mention your relationship with my 'good master' among Nether Ruins, I am not interested in the plot in the grave either.
But during the fight, you used the excuse of 'making a price' to remind him and make him wary. What was your intention?
What is the purpose of clearly occupying the Transformation Body transformed from the heart and deliberately manifesting the true body?"
After all, letting the other party notice and announce one's next move will undoubtedly make the already difficult return plan even more difficult.
If we want to talk about 'cooperation' and 'sincerity', Empress Wutian really didn't see it at all from Menek.
"Compared to being reduced to someone else's chess piece, dying due to lack of strength and fighting for the throne can be the end of the Lord of Wutian." Empress Wutian narrowed her eyes slightly, her piercing eyes bloomed, she looked down at Menek, her voice was arrogant and indifferent:
"Even if there is no recovery!"
At that moment, the world and space were shaken!
In the majestic palace, countless scenes of vast disasters were staged in turn. Thousands of Empress and Transformation Body were sinking into it, but at this moment, the pressure that condensed into reality filled the air.
Bang bang bang--!
Menek applauded and praised, "It seems that my behavior in previous performances was a bit out of character, but I can't help it. I can't help but add a little drama to excellent 'characters'."
"If you are worried about this, don't worry, because what I do is just to stir up waves of change in this stagnant water."
"If you say so, can you understand it?"
He clasped his hands behind his back and paced beside Empress, ignoring the power of Temporal-Space Cycle that could annihilate any matter, as if it did not exist here.
"The creatures of Void, in front of you, are in charge of the myriad changes in the world, countless changes, and the eternal Eternity opposition."
Thousands of different sounds are united into one at this moment, but they still give people a sense of endless change, as if the pain from the vast ancient times has turned into thousands of sharp blades, showing the most essential horror deep in Empress Wutian's consciousness.
"I am the demon god of Fortune, the mysterious craftsman of all forms."
"I don't like anything fixed, boring chess games, and repetitive performances."
"Whether that scheming Old Man and another necrophiliac commissioned it, or First Firmament's hidden incarnation in Void, they have no right to order me to do anything. I agreed to help get involved in this matter, just because I happen to be interested."
The sensational tone and exaggerated behavior just now were completely solidified and settled in the darkness Abyss filled Empress's eyes.
"But if everything goes according to their ideas, wouldn't I be very boring?"
"Disorder, impermanence and change, I can give them to you or to Him. I don't care if you can come back or not, and I don't care what secrets the world in First Firmament's hands holds."
"So you understand, if it can bring about enough changes, even if you want to lock 'Abyssal God' in the backyard of the palace as an X slave, I will provide you with enough help."
The premise is.
You have the value of getting 'Fortune' and you are worthy of Him.
The darkness in his eyes dissipated, Empress Wutian reacted from his sluggishness, and said with an angry smile, "It turns out to be Lunatic who likes to stir up trouble and cause trouble!"
"Everyone in Abyss usually calls me a shit stirrer, thank you." Menek didn't care.
"You who have left the grave and me whose existence is bound by history are almost the same."
Empress Wutian sarcastically said, "What kind of changes are you talking about in a big way?"
"That's not necessarily true. I think First Firmament is not in its prime now when Void is in its prime. It must have taken a lot of effort to kill you Cosmic Emperor."
Menek hummed and looked at Empress's self-Projection imprint and material river that spread to thousands of worlds. "The divine authority of the integration of time and space, Innate Realm god can evolve to this extent after becoming Cosmic Emperor.
If you want to re-pave a false and independent historical trace for yourself, you are a false Projection. The future has been restrained and is useless.
But why does this mark feel familiar?"
"Before, the Imaginary World you met with Su Lin as 'Wuwu' is this expanded imprint Projection." Empress Wutian sneered:
"This is the magic I taught him as a betrothal gift based on my own divine power."
Menek: "You teach him?"
Who is whose master?
A Multiverse can only allow the birth of one Cosmic Emperor. As one of the Innate Realm gods in this world, Empress Wutian's ability to stand out is also related to its own divine power.
--Named "Temporal-Space Cycle" theocracy.
Different from the general concept of time and space, her divine power is more inclined to act on all matter, as well as Temporal-Space Cycle.
Objectively, time is the flow and change of matter in space and its logical relationship. The circulation and change of matter in space are cyclical.
Therefore, natural time and space are cyclical, such as the rising of the sun, the setting of the moon, and the changing of the four seasons.
Time rotates cyclically in space every day, and space continues to change with the rotation of time. This cycle is something that Wutian can control at will.
On the spatial level, heaven, earth, east, west, south, and north, and on the time level, spring, summer, autumn, and winter, including Five Elements, can be rotated at will.
After entering the realm of Cosmic Emperor, this ability has been strengthened to the point where it can be considered the pinnacle of all realms.
Even hostile Cosmic Emperor intend to perish together, destroying all of each other's Anchor Point, and at the same time, the universes collide with each other Destruction to create an infinite loop.
She can also rely on this talent, combined with the immortality achieved by becoming Cosmic Emperor, to return again from the backup buried in the Void worlds in advance.
The Wuwu formed by the heart is the backup for this purpose, and the Spacetime Mark created through time and experience.
Even if Transformation Body is annihilated and his soul is scattered afterwards, the imprint can spread out Imaginary World in the completely unrelated history of the universe, as Anchor Point out of thin air.
For this plan, Empress Wutian Mystery has been preparing for countless years.
To ensure that even among all Cosmic Emperor, she is the one with the most vitality.
"And you still died?" Menek had a strange expression.
Empress Wutian remained silent.
To be fair, Menek must admit that First Firmament has changed a lot. If he returns to Abyss and uses this method to block the door, his body will definitely suffer.
But.
"I like it."
Menek praised, "So I possess your timeline and can enter the mark left by Su Lin at the time when you had communication."
"He wanted to fix the incarnation in Void this way."
However, the efficiency of 'Su Lin' is still too slow compared to Empress Wutian. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is slow.
"This is change." Menek laughed:
"As the teacher who taught him this method, you should be able to trace his footprints in Endless Void, the world he has been to, and the world he is in now through these marks, right?"
"You have been killed by him many times in the long river of time and space." Empress shook his head.
"In the scope of Void, my strength is slightly inferior."
Menek shrugged. "But I said, I am only responsible for bringing about changes and changing the deadlock you are currently in."
In the final analysis, the demon god who came to Divine Throne is highly bound to Abyss and is restrained in Void, with limited abilities. However, if it comes to Abyss as a whole, it can interfere with the power of Void.
"Whether it is Devil or those strong men trapped in Endworld, they are all by-products of Reincarnation."
It can summon Heavenly Corpse, alienate Heavenly Dao, and Primordial Demon. There are as many of these things as there are, and they can almost be described as Infinity.
As long as you give them a 'chance', these existences will walk into Void and bring about various changes.
In the silence, Menek's dark pupils were empty, and at the corner of his mouth, a strange smile appeared that made the chaotic time and space freeze.
[In the name of 'Fortune Demon God', unlock my dimension, Reincarnation of Abyss and Void are blocked.]
He retreated from the stage, bowed and bowed slightly to Empress Wutian: "Please also send an invitation letter to the deceased of Nether Ruins."
Wutian raised his eyes, the chill dropped suddenly, and Spacetime Mark flew down.
It seems to be snowing in Abyss.
Countless individuals hiding in the darkness, sleeping in the Apocalypse wreckage, opened their eyes from the frozen time, and there was a snowflake shining with Chaos luster in the dark and deep world.
Some stretched out their hands to hold it, while others continued to sleep.
"Belgris, what's wrong?"
"No, it's nothing."
Some people looked back in astonishment, and after a moment's hesitation, chose to continue exploring into a darker dimension.
The unnoticed snowflakes of time and space continue to settle, seemingly never reaching the bottom.
"Good music should be enjoyed by both refined and popular people. Hey, feed the dog~ What is this? No matter, keep playing and dancing~~~"
There was no music, only a black figure twisting with the dark red figures around it in a strange dance.
The vortex of Abyss swept across.
A snowflake cannot resist and can only drift with the current, while a faint ray of light gradually passes from above.
Finally, the slowly melting tiny thing seemed to end its endless wandering before completely disappearing, and landed on a damaged stone tablet.
The stone tablet reads Xian Ning Sect, but there is nothing around it.