No. 999 stood in the sea water falling like raindrops, his expression was majestic and lonely at this moment, and the childish smell on his face was swept away, replaced by an unprecedented loneliness and loneliness.
As destroyers, loneliness and loneliness are the most familiar friends.
Because you must kill everything and rise to the top of power, and every time the Destroyer appears, the world sweeps away all filthy souls and lives like the biblical Flood of destruction.
Therefore, it seems that fate is always destined to be so lonely and lonely, even if you want to kill yourself ten years later, you will not hesitate to do so.
Ten years later, it's a meaningless thing for the Destroyer.
When the destruction of the entire world only takes Sumeru, then it is enough to seize the day, what more ten years will it take He hung above the surface of the sea, looking at the water area that had just been struck by lightning, and countless tiny bubbles were rising under the water, but other than that, he could not detect any signs of life.
That person named Long Yun must have died No. 999 suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness, as if he had cut off his right hand with his left hand, and the place where there should have been an arm was empty, and his heart felt as if it had been hollowed out.
"I'm sorry" Suddenly, he said something that made him feel inexplicable.
Long Yun sank in the water, and he returned to the illusion of memory again, the dark Pacific Ocean, absolute silence, only the sound of wind and rain.
The paradox of fate lingered in my mind.
If he fails to stop No. 999, then history means that it has been rewritten, and the entire Nine Realms has been destroyed after the spy island incident, and the world will be reshuffled, just like in the Doomsday War of the year, Surtr used Revoldin to attract heavenly fire and burn the Nine Realms to scorched earth.
But he lived to be twenty-one years old, and he grew up alive in an orphanage, went to Africa, became a mercenary, and joined the canopy.
This seems to be anyway, after the spy island incident back then, Subject 999, the self ten years ago, did not destroy the world at all.
However, judging from the blow just now, he couldn't compete with this world-destroying monster at all, if it weren't for a strange seal to seal his power, maybe the two of them would still be able to fight, and now it seems that even with Hela's help, I'm afraid it won't help.
In front of 999, Hela also seems to have difficulty facing its edge.
It's just that if it weren't for him, who would stop him He sank towards the dark deep sea little by little, the blow just now directly blasted him to death, if it wasn't for Hela's possession, he fused the power of the underworld, with his original ability, I am afraid that he would have become a corpse by now.
Defeated by his childhood self, Long Yun couldn't say anything, that is, ashamed, and felt that he shouldn't be ashamed, after all, he was not defeated in the hands of others.
Suddenly, there was the sound of footsteps in the boundless darkness, very slight footsteps, but for the empty mind now, even the smallest sound could be heard clearly.
"It's your fate."
A familiar voice sounded in front of him.
Long Yun was shocked, and he remembered who this was.
The Urde, one of the three goddesses of fate, represents the deity of the past.
Long Yun took a deep breath of air, and now that the seawater was not poured into his mouth, the bones of his whole body burst out with a crisp sound, and all the pain was left behind, and a coolness hit his brain, and it was suddenly clear.
"If I want to deal with myself ten years ago, this is fate," Long Yun looked at Wu'er Dedao with a wry smile.
"One of the attributes of fate is reincarnation, and reincarnation can be seen as a circle."
Urde's fingers swept through the darkness, and a bright light appeared in front of him.
It's a circle, a standard circle.
"Can you tell me, in this circle, where is it, where is the end?"
said Wu Erde as he looked at Long Yun with a smile.
Long Yun was stunned for a moment, he really couldn't tell where this circle with the same lines was, which was the end, or rather, where it could be, where it could be the end.
"Whether it is a god or a destroyer, death is always a new beginning, so in the destiny of God, there is no and no end, and life and death in the strict sense do not apply to gods, let alone yourself."
Wu'er said lightly: "So, do you understand?"
It's the end, the end is Long Yun stared at the circle in front of him, and his heart suddenly brightened, the ball of thread that was messed up by the cat, and finally a thread finally appeared at this moment.
That's right, if this is the case, there is no such thing as a paradox, because fate is a circle, and even if you "die" in this era, you will be reborn in another dimension.
The reason why I let myself return to this era and this moment is because I am a point in this circle of fate, which is indispensable, and I came back here just to make up for the whole wheel of fate and make it perfect.
According to this theory, the person who seals himself is none other than himself.
It is he who seals No. 999, this is a real wheel of fate, complementing each other, connecting with each other, and being natural and flawless He suddenly felt that the strength in his body was ignited again, and the thoroughness of his mind made him like a Buddha on the path of enlightenment under a tree, and the threads in his mind were scattering one by one, one by one, and one by one intertwined, recombining into a picture of destiny.
He could even feel his strength skyrocketing, and the strange seal seeped out from under his skin and was scattered around him.
It's a ball of light made up of tiny lunas characters, like a computer program that breaks them down, and you can see the code in them, and when they are combined, they become infinitely powerful.
For the first time, Long Yun's pupils completely turned golden, and like No. 999, it seemed to flow with gorgeous golden water.
He felt that he was ready to face the most dangerous enemy in his life alone, and at this moment there were explosions, the pungent smell of gunsmoke, and strange cries from heaven to earth, but he felt that the world was lonely.
He unloaded all his gear.
Modular rifles, liquid body armor, all the burdens, in front of the true gods, these are all carving skills, these are useless garbage.
He felt the Mad Dog Advanced Tactical Knife forged from Cintirami metal at his waist, well, that was the weapon he wanted.
Raising the knife, he saw his eyes in the light of the blade.
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"Don't die, don't die, you can do it, seal the self that has not yet been able to control the power, as long as you do it, you can save everyone" "Hela" "I'm here," Hela always appeared unconsciously, "that blow almost killed me, you really plan to do it against you like that madman" "Are you going to help me?"
Hela saw in Long Yun's pupils a power that had never been seen before, this power was not inferior to No. 999, and it was powerful before "Alas, just do it, I'm just an unlucky fate with your neurosis, I'm about to become a neurotic, since it's a neuropathy, let's go crazy once, don't go crazy once, I'm sorry for this title" The little girl's black robe suddenly swelled, and black smoke came out of her seven orifices, all of which drilled into Long Yun's body
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