V6.Chapter 404

Some happy, some tired, some melancholy, some lonely.

The feeling of comfort swept his will after all kinds of strange emotions.

I can't remember the more distant feeling.

A long time ago, he knew that he was not complete, and the defect of congenital division made him forget too many things and discard a lot of things.

Such as strength, such as the past, such as... Their own responsibility.

As a pure energy body, his memory is essentially different from that of human beings. The so-called memory can also be regarded as a kind of energy.

Scenes in the past are like extremely deep marks. They are completely carved in his energy and soul. The past has long been forgotten, but those still vague images are still flickering from time to time.

His consciousness wakes up in the most chaotic state and becomes more and more active, as well as the pictures engraved in his soul.

King Wei.

Vaguely, he felt that this title was very familiar, but he was not willing to recall it carefully, as if instinctively, he refused to accept the past, did not recall, did not want to think, and was too lazy to participate.

He has long forgotten the power and responsibility that this identity represents.

Forget, forget.

That's not a bad thing.

He can't clearly realize what the images that flicker in his soul from time to time mean. They are like vague and vague stories. He stands outside and looks at them quietly.

For those stories, he didn't hate them, he didn't resent them, and he didn't have any complaints in his heart.

Scenes in the soul continue to read.

One story after another.

Every time the picture flickers, all he feels is fatigue.

It's a kind of exhaustion from the soul.

Those countless things he didn't remember long ago, but they were really pressed on him by the things he had carried. He could not relax, could not rest, could not relax, and was almost numb to stick to them.

He didn't resent that feeling.

But with an instinctive fear.

He was afraid of that feeling.

He felt that he should have his own experience, his own story and his own emotions, instead of carrying those things on his back and becoming an unattainable and simple symbol in everyone's eyes.

He longed for freedom.

Eager to rest.

Desire is no longer to whom it belongs.

Longing for... Life.

He finally got the chance.

Seriously injured, he was transferred to the void far away from the dormant place.

It's an opportunity he's been dreaming of for a long time.

There is no possibility that his injury will recover in that manor. It will only get worse and worse.

He longed to enter the void.

The endless cosmic radiation in the void can restore his combat effectiveness to a certain extent in the shortest time, which is the greatest guarantee for freedom.

The great general of the Wei state

Deputy commander of the guard army

Two princes

And the calligrapher

Wuwu recalls the opponent he just met.

In intuition, there is still a little room for the apostles to make progress. Although this space is small, it still exists.

The potential of saints is not very great, but maybe one or two steps forward.

The big man who didn't speak from the beginning to the end seems very interesting. He should be in the state of returning, but it seems that he has received too many fatal injuries in a long time, even his body is not complete. His return road will be very bumpy, but his potential is enormous, and he may even reach the peak level.

Call him uncle Wei's Xuanyuan Wushang

The cloister of time and space is very familiar. The prince of the cloister of time and space seems to be familiar with each other. Before a long time, they should know each other. The authority he exposed is a saint, and there should be another neutral authority hidden in the dark. In that neutral authority, he is almost sure to enter the peak level, but it takes time.

Then there is Lin Xi.

He has never heard of the name.

I've never heard of Ares.

More importantly, he couldn't see through Lin Xi.

The other side's state is very strange. It seems that there is a layer of mist all over his body. The destiny node is vague. He can't see through and see through. In particular, the last sword, the God shaped natural enemy of the other side, gives him a sense of familiarity that is very remote and ancient, but inexplicable and specious.

And now

They're all dead.

These people are undoubtedly very important figures in their own camp.

Especially Lin Shiyi, if he grows up, no one knows what height he will reach.

But now they've all fallen.

Everything has become unimportant.

All this may have deviated from his original responsibility.

however...

It doesn't matter anymore.

After the fierce battle, the battlefield is dead and clean.

All over the starry sky of the mechanical legion, broken flesh and blood, floating dust, flying sword light

It's all gone.

Carefree and quiet floating in the void, will slightly fluctuate.

In a twinkling, the scenes of the battle just started to fade in his memory. As time goes on, all the memories of the war will be sealed up, or even completely disappear.

He began to check his condition.

Now he is not in a good state, even very bad.

Every apostle in the neutral camp can be said to be an ace in fighting power. Although they have never reached the peak, even those who are new to the peak will feel headache when they burst out. The authority of the first destructive power under the starry sky is enough for anyone to pay attention to.

Lin Xi's Apostle is still the peak apostle, the one closest to the peak level, which is also the limit that the Terran can reach in this jurisdiction. He has no choice but to worry about it. His memory has long been blurred, but the horror of the scholar's authority has already penetrated into his soul. In his current state, the war of attrition has continued, and under the suppression of the other's authority, He has little chance of winning.

Which apostle of the neutral camp is not a flower? What's more, the peak apostle, the mighty mechanical Legion all over the void, looks really terrible, but in fact, it can't even warm up. The opponent undoubtedly wants to use the batch of cannon fodder that will soon be eliminated to consume his energy, and the next show is the real card.

So without any hesitation, he directly used the half divine form in his own energy core.

Half chaotic sea, together with the Apostle's mind, all the mechanical legions were destroyed in an instant.

The apostles left the battlefield.

And no worry also paid the cost of energy loss nearly half.

In such a state, he took Lin Xi's natural enemies and had no choice at all. He could not see Lin Xi clearly, and naturally could not see Lin Xi's divine form. This divine form obeyed the rules of the world, inclined to order, with the power of inevitable hit, and aimed at his own weakness to the maximum.

In order to temporarily enhance the power, Lin Xi broke another divine form of himself. This sword can also be said to be an obvious power suppression.

Lin Xi's ending is very miserable, and there is no possibility of resurrection.

The same is true of Xuanyuan Wushang.

And their fall, let no worry directly back to less than five levels of authority.

The price is heavy.

But he won in the end.

Freedom, rest, life

All kinds of thoughts kept turning in his mind.

He wants to get out of here.

The world is very big, with countless star domains and a long river of stars. He can go to the place beyond the boundary of the corridor of time and space, be an ordinary energy life, hide in the corner where the owner of the noumenon and the divine form can't find, and start again with the authority close to level 5, and set foot on the peak.

At that time, he will be truly free.

The Apostle's body moved, like a deep breath.

Cosmic radiation in all directions began to gather madly towards him.

He instinctively wants to move forward and leave the area.

But his movements suddenly stopped.

He didn't know where to go.

Thinking of what Lin Xi said before his death, Wu Wu's energy fluctuates all over his body and seems to be thinking.

He can't remember his identity, but he can understand what it means to let him exhausted.

It's responsibility, it's power.

Whether from the perspective of personal enmity or the overall situation, the so-called space-time corridor and the world of war God should not let him leave easily. At this time, there may be countless eyes focused here, and the forces behind them should not even let them fall.

Is it too far to come?

It's too unlikely.

Or are reinforcements on the way?

If so, now he leaves, if he chooses the wrong direction, he may plunge into the encirclement of countless armies.

Or

Now he's surrounded.

Carefree figure solidified in the void, motionless.