His thoughts were as chaotic as flying fragments, and the disorderly world was filled with turbulence.
All kinds of noisy sounds are noisy in this world, explosions, screams, roars, calls There had never been a moment when Fan could "touch" his memory so closely, as if everything was right in front of his eyes.
However, this touch did not exist in his consciousness for more than a moment.
The vast sky is like a pair of claustrophobic eyes, which pronounce judgment on all the memories possessed by Brahman with godlike indifference.
Confused thinking boom The sound of the explosion drowned out all the sounds, and Fan "helplessly" looked at those complicated memories.
At this moment, there was an explosion.
A chain of explosions resounded throughout the entire conscious world, and the roaring sound seemed to explode his brain.
Memory is struggling and wailing, logic is howling in pain, and the chain explosion instantly destroys the entire world of consciousness, leaving only countless flying fragments.
"No" Fan watched helplessly as it all disappeared, helpless The whole world suddenly dimmed, with no light and no darkness.
There was only a pair of claustrophobic vertical pupils that seemed to have existed forever, judging the world indifferently. it's over where i come from who i am Unexamined.
So cold, so cold Why is the world so dark?
These fragments are coming together Yama, I am from Yama, the angel of death is Na Angelil, who is my enemy, At, who am I, Yang Feng The terrible confusion of thinking, after destroying all the memories of Brahma, it actually wants to reassemble them.
Once this process is really completed, what will Brahma become?
Perhaps he will become anyone except himself.
I don’t know how much time has passed, maybe a moment, or maybe ten thousand years.
In the world of consciousness without logic, there is no definition of time.
Maybe before the memory is reorganized, maybe after.
The dim world of consciousness suddenly lit up with two balls of light, one purple and the other red.
The two rays of light covered the fragments flying in the consciousness for just a moment, as if they were self-aware.
Among the billions of chaos, find its original trajectory.
The green eyes immediately discovered these two existences that it could not tolerate, and the eternal indifference suddenly turned into anger.
However, its anger barely lasted for a second, as if it was casually chasing away flies that disgusted it.
The purple light suddenly shined, and the whole world suddenly became silent, and then came back to life.
The green eyes were no longer visible, as if they had never existed, except for the still broken memory proving its past existence.
The most powerful ability that comes from the true peak life has just disappeared into thin air.
The purple-red light continues to work tirelessly to mend the broken memories, whether they are from the past or the present, whatever Brahma can remember.
Still he couldn't remember.
I don’t know how much time passed.
When the fragments coalesce back into the ocean.
It's like touching an unknown string, so many dull memories, so much of the past that has been forgotten.
What he remembered, what he couldn't remember, what he wanted to remember, and what he chose to forget, everything, everything, roared past his consciousness like a tsunami.
Angel of Death, Art.
Rose, Mandala, Yang Feng Yama, Angelil.
Good, given during the day, Canaan Empire, Purple Eyes, Oric, Shield.
Zerg, and destiny Each clear face, each past event, yes, he remembered it, all of it.
He finally knew why he couldn't help but want to save Zi Tong, and finally recalled the childish face that always appeared in front of him every night, and recalled her big brother who smiled and whispered warmly.
He finally understood the memories and past that tortured him through countless sleepless nights, the painful memories that he could not remember the context of.
All the fragmented past finally returned to logic, the past that he had forgotten too much.
Back.
Yes, a fugitive from the Angel of Death, Brahman who was chased by Yama and fled to the wilderness and lost his memory.
He wanted to laugh, but chose to close his eyes.
Why does fate always play tricks on him?
What on earth did he do during the time when he lost all his memory?
The two lines of purple and red are separated from the ocean of consciousness, and they slowly float in the air, under the background of endless understanding.
The red light group is obviously much richer and larger than the purple.
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When the two stand together, it is easy for people to ignore the existence of purple.
"Native species, the completion plan will continue, and we are still incomplete beings."
A rumbling sound suddenly echoed in the world, which came from the red mass.
"What exactly is the supplement plan?"
"You will understand, after you swallow all the bionic species, remember, it is complete swallowing, not just blood."
"Why should I follow your arrangements?"
"This is not our arrangement, it's just your destiny.
Even without us, you are destined to embark on this path.
They will not let you go."
"Who are they?"
"The peak is very fast, you will know it" "And my end is to be turned into another person by you and lose my will."
"No, native species, you are different.
Akhdoom doesn't understand, and even mother doesn't understand.
You are the one we chose, not you who chose us.
We are willing to become a part of you.
Newborn Consciousness is helping you.
When it is strong enough, it can help you find other bionic species to accept it, instead of being afraid of them.
You still know too little about the prototype. " "I can trust you" "You must trust us.
You are the future, you are hope.
I think other prototypes before me must have experienced an exchange of wills with you, but they are still too young, and the new prototypes cannot yet see through it.
Too much nonsense.”
"You can do it" "Young life, Red Dragon in the language of insects, symbolizes wise life.
The years I have experienced are longer than the era of your entire planet.
Don't trust the Zerg, including your mother, let alone humans, anyone, The only one you can trust is yourself."
"Aren't you a Zerg?"
"Zerg!
Has anyone ever told you that our prototype life forms belong to the Zerg tribe?"
"You are not Zerg" “Do modified people belong to the human race?”
"" "If you go down this road, you will understand everything, and you will understand the great mission you shoulder.
You are not doing it for yourself, let alone us."
"That human named Aurich, you must completely devour him, otherwise, you will never be able to completely complete the original red."
"The so-called completion plan is to swallow all the bionic species."
"You can understand that."
"Then I can refuse."
"Maybe, but if you don't eat them, they will always kill you.
You are indeed a real native species, but you also need to understand that any bionic species that can devour you is qualified to evolve into a native species.
Although the chosen one is the only one, it doesn’t mean that it will always be you.”
"Use the power I give you well, it will become an indispensable component on your way forward."
"My time is running out mother she comes farewell young native species."
Fan still wanted to talk about something, but suddenly a red light hit his sea of consciousness.
Fan had a dream.
In the dream, he returned to the Angel of Death, where there were blooming roses and the grinning Art.
He returned to Yama, where there was Angelil.
Angelelle Blood The blood spurting from her body "Angelelle" Fan woke up suddenly and hugged her
"You're awake?"
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The clear female voice was full of incredible surprises.
"Angelelle" Fan hugged the person in front of him tightly, as if he never wanted to be separated from her.
"She must be someone you care about very much, right?
When you were in a coma, you kept calling her name."
There was a hint of loss in the female voice, but more of a weakness.
"I'm sorry."
Fan finally realized the real situation, and he let go of the other person's hand.
"Why is it you Ye Tong?"
"You're injured."
He then saw that his palms were covered with blood.
"I knew you would be fine."
Ye Tong gently wiped Fan's sweaty forehead.
I don't know if it was out of weakness, but her movements were extra light, just like a wife and husband.
"Leave, you shouldn't have been involved in this."
"and you" "I" Ye Tong smiled weakly, "Don't worry about me, you can go alone."
"It was the sword you blocked for me."
Ye Tong smiled, her pale face bloodless, and she couldn't help but lean against Fan.
Fan picked her up and said, "I owe you, I will take you away."
"Forget it.
Now I can only be a burden to you."
"Don't talk, it will only make your injury worse."
"Then you don't hate me anymore and don't chase me away."
Ye Tong weakly nestled in Fan's arms.
"sorry."
After a long silence, Fan finally sighed.
Perhaps he had always wrongly blamed Ye Tong.
This girl he had never seen clearly had never hurt him.
"Let's go, your words are enough."
Nighteye smiled.
"I can take you away."
Fan said firmly.
"Are you sure?
The entire Huma army is gathering outside now.
Too many things happened during the time you were unconscious."
"Number of people means nothing to me anymore."
"real" "It might have happened before, but it's impossible now."
Fan's indifferent tone was filled with extremely firm confidence.
"Then remember your words and hope you won't regret it."
Ye Tong finally sighed softly and buried himself completely into Fan's chest
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