Chapter 473 They
Mu Zhong froze in place, his face turning red and white, his Adam's apple rolling up and down with difficulty, but he never uttered a word.
Wei Huan stared at him with burning eyes, as if he could see through Mu Zhong.
The remnant soul of the Lord of Light looked at the two of them with interest, and the air was filled with an extremely tense and oppressive atmosphere.
After a long moment, Mu Zhong finally closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened them again, his eyes were filled with relief. "Yes, you are right. The Lord of Life, the Lord of Space, and the Lord of Time were all close friends and partners of Huan, the leader of the Undead Clan.
In that brutal war with the emperor-level forces, they tried their best, but were ultimately powerless to turn the tide.
When the Undead race was destroyed, Huan used himself as a guide, performed forbidden techniques, and with the help of the power of reincarnation, transformed the true spirits of the entire race, thus giving rise to the human race of today.
And those masters are secretly guarding this new tribe, waiting for the day when they can revive themselves."
Wei Huan's heart was in turmoil. Although he had guessed it long ago, he still couldn't calm down when it was confirmed.
All the past experiences flashed through my mind rapidly. Those seemingly accidental encounters turned out to be inextricably linked.
He clenched his fists, digging his nails deep into his palms, yet felt no pain. He murmured, "So, I shoulder not only the future of the human race, but also the long-cherished wish of the Undead. Then you..."
Deep in the heavy and inevitable fate, Wei Huan heard the sound of a bell.
His mind was blank and he didn't know where to start asking.
Mu Zhong grabbed his hand, looked him straight in the eyes, and said, "The Master of Life has already transformed into the Dao, so how can space and time survive alone?
The world of challenge is just a transformation of the dominant level, how could it possibly protect the human race for millions of years? Space transformed itself into a law, constructed the order and space of the world of challenge, became the way of heaven, and prevented the invasion of foreign gods.
Time has integrated itself into billions of timelines, exploring every future and past, but has already lost itself and fallen into eternal sleep on the timeline.
Wei Huan didn't expect this answer. He grabbed Mu Zhong and held him tightly. "What about you?"
"Me?" Mu Zhong said, "I am who I am, but I am also a ray of time's consciousness, persistently pursuing you until we are both on the correct timeline, and this ray of consciousness will awaken."
Wei Huan felt a slight headache. "I can't remember anything. No, I still remember my last life. I remember that I was terrible in my last life, and I remember that I met you."
"The occasional overlap of timelines allows you to gain memories from another time and space."
"Then am I Wei Huan? Or am I Si Ling Huan?"
"You are not Wei Huan, nor are you Dead Huan. You are a spark of fire. You can grow anywhere until it spreads across the prairie. We are the ones chasing the flame." After saying this, Mu Zhong looked deeply at Wei Huan and said, "I'm sorry for keeping this secret from you and for making you suddenly shoulder such a heavy burden."
Wei Huan shook his head and said after a long while, "Let me calm down."
Mu Zhong pursed his lips and nodded. He wanted to let go but couldn't, so he simply held the person tightly and said, "Ask me if you have any questions. I'm here."
This time Wei Huan did not answer, he was too confused.
In fact, Wei Huan has been vaguely able to feel that he is entangled by the thread of fate over the years, and he can also sense Mu Zhong's abnormality. The reason why he asked today is because the Lord of Darkness has broken the last layer of window paper, forcing him to face the truth.
He chose to face it, but in an instant there was still too much information. The more Mu Zhong spoke, the more questions he had. He just didn't know where to continue, so he had to sort it out.
It just so happened that he was going to go into seclusion to absorb the soul power of the gods. Each seclusion lasted for a long time, which was enough time for him to figure out a lot of things.
Wei Huan said nothing, but urged Dian Ma to carry them to the far end of the Chaos Source Crack. He also stopped attacking the evil beast nests he met along the way. Finally, they found a place far away from the "bottom of the abyss". Wei Huan set up many restrictions, and finally used Dian Ma's protective shield to become invisible. Then he took out a level six soul power and absorbed it.
In the blink of an eye, it was three years later.
After absorbing the last bit of soul power, Wei Huan's practice came to a temporary end.
Unfortunately, the soul power of a god, apart from making his ancient god cells fuller and more powerful, still could not allow him to break through.
However, imagining that the more power contained in the ancient god cells, the stronger the ancient god body that can be achieved, Wei Huan is not so anxious to break through immediately.
Wei Huan still wanted to continue practicing. The feeling of becoming stronger was fascinating, but he remembered his plan before the retreat and had to force himself to wake up.
Opening his eyes and shaking off the non-existent dust on his body, Wei Huan stood up from Dianma's back and looked ahead.
Not far away is the lair of a level five evil beast. Let's start from here to create the sound of my return and contain the actions of the Lord of Darkness.
In order to show his presence, Wei Huan deliberately summoned a large army, leaving the breath of the law of death on the destroyed nest.
The 11 newly acquired level five soul powers are better than nothing for him now, but they are useful to Xu Qingqiang.
Thinking of Xu Qingqiang, Wei Huan's heart skipped a beat again.
The Great Emperor Taichu is the god of death and destruction, and Huan, the leader of the Undead Clan, is also the dual ruler of death and the abyss. So, himself and Xu Qingqiang...
Could it be that he and Xu Qingqiang were originally the same person?
Then, between himself and Xu Qingqiang, who should take on the responsibility of reviving the Undead race?
Thinking about it later, it actually doesn't matter who is the leader and who is the follower, the one who is capable will take the position. Besides, the stronger the strength, the greater the responsibility. If Xu Qingqiang steps to the front one day, he will surely breathe a sigh of relief and have more time to spend with Mu Zhong.
Thinking of this, Wei Huan thought of Mu Zhong again.
What is the relationship between Death Hwan and the Time Master? Are they just close friends or...?
Rights and responsibilities can be shared, but how can feelings be severed? In the world of two people, even a little bit of insertion is not allowed.
Or, is he the emotional part, and Xu Qingqiang the close friend part?
Isn’t it a bit too weird?
Wei Huan couldn't understand.
If you don’t understand, just ask. Before the “window paper” is broken, Wei Huan can choose to remain silent and wait patiently for the day when the answer is revealed.
Now that the situation has been "revealed", he must understand it thoroughly. Making random guesses in his mind is not his habit. It will disturb his mind and affect his practice.
Wei Huan looked at the evil beast's nest that had been reduced to ashes not far away, waiting for the dark god to appear.
At the same time, part of his consciousness descended into the paradise, and he looked at Mu Zhong as if he was waiting for his arrival. He was sitting on the second-floor balcony, with two cups of steaming hot tea that had just been mixed on the round table.
Wei Huan looked at the tea, then at Mu Zhong, and walked to the tea table.
Mu Zhong was a little nervous. They had not talked everything out in their last conversation, and there were many other things that came to an abrupt end because of Wei Huan's call to stop.
More than three years passed after that. Wei Huan's cultivation time passed in a flash, but Mu Zhong was thinking and feeling uneasy for three years.
When their eyes met, they saw the cruelty of time in each other's eyes for the first time.
"I just came out of retreat and I've already destroyed a level five nest. My strength is much stronger than before." Mu Zhong raised his hand, "Sit down and have some tea."
But there was a sense of distance in the tone.
Wei Huan frowned.
Wei Huan grabbed Mu Zhong's hand as soon as he raised it. Mu Zhong looked up in surprise, and Wei Huan grabbed the back of his neck, pressed him against the back of the seat, and kissed him hard on the lips.
The pupils of Mu Zhong's wide-open eyes contracted. Feeling the warmth and strength on his lips, his body softened again, and his lips slightly opened to welcome the other party's arrival.
His hands, which had nowhere to go, seemed to have returned to a familiar world. He wrapped them around the man's neck and used force to hold the man tighter in his arms.
At this moment, he felt that his heart, which had been beating wildly due to anxiety and fear, was slowly returning to normal.
This kiss kissed away the uneasiness, the strangeness, and even the slight doubt that shouldn't have existed.
Wei Huan thought, even if the relationship between Xu Qingqiang and his close friend was reversed, he would never give up. It didn't matter who Mu Zhong was, the Time Lord himself, a wisp of the Time Lord's consciousness, or even if he was himself. The embrace in this moment, the hearts tightly pressed together, were the most real.
He clearly felt Mu Zhong's love, so deep, just like his own, like two tentacle monsters with bared fangs and claws, tightly entangled with each other, and would not separate until the end of the world.
But this kiss did not end. The two people's eyes, which were closed in ecstasy, suddenly opened, revealing expressions of wanting more.
Immediately afterwards, Wei Huan's spiritual clone disappeared in Mu Zhong's arms like green smoke.
Mu Zhong hugged in vain, then looked up at the sky angrily.
Wei Huan has woken up in his original form.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a dark fog sweeping over me.
This majestic aura actually came from the Lord of Darkness himself.
It seems that what Wei Huan did in recent years has completely angered the Lord of Darkness. Although he was scared away by the "Divine Mark of Annihilation" last time, as they guessed, the Lord of Darkness will soon understand after leaving that the prerequisite for the "Soul Destruction Technique" is to be able to kill the other party, and the dead person will be caught in reincarnation and will never be reborn.
No matter how strong Wei Huan is, he is only at the main god level. He can only survive under the attack of the Lord of Darkness. It is impossible for him to kill the Lord of Darkness.
Therefore, the Lord of Darkness who appears again will not be easily scared away, and may even come prepared to take Wei Huan's life.
Wei Huan saw through the Lord of Darkness's intentions, so when he found out that it was the Lord of Darkness who took action personally, he woke up without even bothering to explain.
Facing the aggressive Lord of Darkness, Wei Huan pursed his lips, turned around and ran.
He is not afraid of fighting.
It's just a waste of time to continue fighting since you can't kill the other person.
These gods, who had lived for eons, had reached their peak, each incremental improvement consuming thousands of years. Unlike me, I could become even stronger in just three years. If I engaged in a protracted war with these thousand-year-old tortoises and ten-thousand-year-old turtles, I would be the only one to suffer.
Wei Huan ran without hesitation and without any psychological burden.
What makes people happiest is that Wei Huan’s speed is a little faster than that of the Lord of Darkness.
Wei Huan stepped on the Chaos-level flying ant, and a "sizzling" sound came from the flying ant's wings flapping at a high frequency, and it reached thousands of miles in an instant.
The sizzling sound also had the effect of a mental attack, affecting the surging black fog behind him. Stimulated by the sizzling sound, the black fog surged, and the Lord of Darkness roared, "You killed my gods and ruined my plan. I want you dead! Stop! Stop right there!"
“…” Wei Huan said nothing, just lowered his head and ran.
The Lord of Darkness was unknowingly attacked by the flying ants' mental attacks, becoming even more irritable and angry. He chased Wei Huan and roared at him for a while, but when he came to his senses, he was getting farther and farther away from Wei Huan.
The chase and escape lasted for more than a week before Wei Huan finally escaped from the other party's spiritual awareness.
But this was not enough. He quickly changed his mount into a Dian Ma, then cast various restrictions, entered invisible state, chose a new direction, and slowly flew away.
During this period, he was always within the range of the Dark Lord's spiritual consciousness, but because he was advancing slowly and did not attack the evil beast nests along the way, the Dark Lord never knew where he was.
Another day passed, and he almost brushed shoulders with the Lord of Darkness. Wei Huan looked at the billowing black smoke rushing towards the direction he came from, and his heart finally settled down.
Only then did Wei Huan have time to ask Mu Zhong, "You said the Time Lord and Death Huan were close friends?"
Mu Zhong was caught off guard by this and quickly replied, "Yes." He knew why Wei Huan had suddenly asked this, and his ears flushed slightly as he nervously explained, "The days when they shared the same ideals and beliefs, and worked hard for a common goal, were the most passionate and happiest days in the billions of years that Time has dominated."
After a pause, Mu Zhong decided to explain more clearly: "Wei Huan, perhaps time favors Si Ling Huan. I have only awakened sporadic memories. I only know that time has been chasing Si Ling Huan's footsteps, searching for that familiar figure time and time again on the branches of time. Even if his soul dissipated and was destroyed, he never gave up even a little bit."
"But," Mu Zhong continued, "I already loved you deeply before I awakened those memories. All the memories of the past are our shared memories, and they are what belong to us.
I can clearly distinguish what is the past and what is the present, and my feelings for you have always been pure and clean without any impurities. You have to believe me."
"Yeah." Wei Huan's lips curled slightly, his eyes softened, and he responded softly, "I understand."
In fact, this was not what Wei Huan wanted to ask. He just cared very much about whether he and Xu Qingqiang were split souls. As for Mu Zhong's feelings for him, he had never doubted it.
This was a wonderful misunderstanding.
Wei Huan couldn't suppress the smile, he was in a good mood, but unfortunately there was still danger, otherwise he would have returned to the world and hugged the lover who always held her heart in front of him.
He could sense Mu Zhong's uneasiness. Was it because his identity was too complicated? Or was it because he had said too little?
He was not very good at talking, so instead of saying it, he just wanted to do it, to tell him with real actions that no one and no thing could separate them, not even his previous life.
Wei Huan's four simple words gradually calmed Mu Zhong's anxiety to explain everything.
He thought for a moment and threw the teacup on the table into the air.
Wei Huan turned his wrist and a teacup appeared in his palm. The hot cup was filled with fragrant jasmine tea.
Taking a sip, Wei Huan found the temperature just right. He smiled, "The teacup has a dominant power, easily penetrating my world and reaching my hands. Time has solidified the tea. Could this be the same cup of tea from three years ago?"
"Tea from three years ago? Am I such a boring person?" Mu Zhong laughed. "It's only tea from three days ago. I made a cup when I knew you were coming out of seclusion. If it weren't for the Lord of Darkness, you would have drunk it."
Wei Huan actually didn't want to talk about this. He savored the tea in his mouth and asked directly, "It seems that he hasn't reached the Domination level yet. What's the reason?"
Mu Zhong said, "It's just a wisp of consciousness. It only makes my path to becoming the Master of Time smoother, so I don't need to exert any more effort to comprehend it. Perhaps when I achieve the status of a Lord God, I will also achieve the status of a Lord Godhead. As for me now, as you can see, I seem to have the power of a Lord, but in reality, it's just a wisp of remnant consciousness. I still have to rely on myself to cultivate."
"Is Dou Lin a space?"
"Perhaps. I agree with what the teacher said: a brilliant soul will shine. Your return allowed the human race to break through the blockade of the gods and also gave the reincarnated ones room to grow. Thus, the gods returned to their positions and gathered around you."
"You mean you're still unsure?" Wei Huan paused while sipping his tea, frowning. He then asked, "What about Xu Qingqiang? Where does his abyssal power come from?"
Mu Zhong was clearly unaware of Wei Huan's concerns and calmly recounted, "In order to transform the true spirits of all the undead into humans, Huan, the leader of the undead race, had no choice but to give up the authority of the Abyss, return the laws to the Way of Heaven, and embrace the full force of death to enter the cycle of reincarnation."
Wei Huan raised his eyebrows: "Then Xu Qingqiang is..."
"Maybe it's the return of life." Mu Zhong said this hesitantly.
Wei Huan was stunned by this answer, which was completely different from what he had expected.
Wei Huan's silence made Mu Zhong misunderstand, so he continued: "My memory is not complete, and even lacks many key parts, but the character of Life is exactly the same as Brother Qiang's. He is a warmonger who has the ability to create everything.
Yet, he always complained that he had taken the wrong path. He was clearly cultivating the way of killing, but because of his overly profound understanding of life, his healing and creative abilities far surpassed his combat prowess.
Mu Zhong smiled at this, but there was a hint of sadness in his voice: "Among the few of us, He went with you. You took the souls of the entire clan into reincarnation, and injected that reincarnation into the body of life. The body of life transformed on the spot into the world of challenge.
Perhaps it was at that moment that Life finally obtained the destructive power it most desired, a power that was completely opposite to Life.
Wei Huan fell silent after hearing this.
Is this a sad story? Or a story of fulfillment? A million years is too long, and those turbulent days with my comrades seem too distant, as distant as a myth. The baptism of time has left a thin veil between us, leaving us both sad and grateful, yet unable to reach the deepest depths, ultimately leaving behind a long blank.
The teacup in my hand was full again after I took a sip. The power of time always makes people feel scared, but at the same time it has the ability to constantly repair and heal the lost parts.
Wei Huan lowered his eyes, looking at the teacup in his hand covered by time, and said, "The world created by "life" alone is not complete or safe enough. "Space" then incarnates as the way of heaven to formulate rules, isolating the human race from many other races, and building channels for communication, so that the blood of revenge of the human race will not be extinguished, so that they can grow in the flames of war and retain the blood in their souls, so that they can return as strong people in the future.
What about you? "Time" remains at the end, waiting for the only correct answer amidst repeated despair.
"Wei Huan, I am not 'time'. I cannot feel the pain of time. I only know that it is sweet and enjoyable for Him.
The moment the Dead Soul Huan entered the cycle of reincarnation, the moment his close friends became immortals, He only had one goal left.
The real pain is to hold on to a hopeless goal and try again and again.
The real happiness is that the goal will be achieved.
He did it. He lived up to the trust of his companions and traveled through billions of timelines to find the only ending he wanted.
He was truly happy.”
After hearing this, Wei Huan curled his lips again.
That’s right, countless sad stories will always have a happy ending. No matter how bumpy the process is, as long as the ending is happy, it is enough.
I shouldn't look back, that's meaningless. What I really need to do is to make this game that has lasted for billions of years come to a happy ending.
"Mu Zhong."
"Um."
"Since you have some ability to dominate time, can I create a third or fourth Chaos-level Zerg?"
"Of course, I've already told you not to mind me. Although I'm not that old fellow who has traveled through billions of timelines, I at least have some of His ability to control time. I do have the ability to turn something with a 0.1% success rate into a 100% success rate."
"good."
Wei Huan used to always worry that Mu Zhong couldn't do it and that he would be punished, but now he is not worried anymore.
It is impossible for a dominant being to be unable to do even such a small thing.
After escaping from the range of the Dark Lord's consciousness, Wei Huan chose to hide in a corner and practice in seclusion.
However, before practicing, Wei Huan took Mu Zhong to his dirty world again.
The Zerg Queen joyfully flew out to greet them. "Master, I have prepared the materials for Chaos Worms. I have distributed them appropriately to ensure a success rate of over 60%."
Mu Zhong thought it was unnecessary, but Wei Huan still insisted and believed that too high a failure rate would never be good for Mu Zhong. Even though he had some of the Lord's memories, he was not the Lord after all. Being able to avoid most of the risks did not mean there was no risk at all.
So believing is one thing, but wanting to protect the other person’s heart is another.
The Zerg Queen also said, "Creating Chaos Worms consumes a large amount of the hive's energy. Only one Chaos Worm can be created at a time, and the hive needs to rest for a while. While waiting, I can still accumulate resources and energy. The current resource allocation is the best result after my calculations."
Mu Zhong felt a little regretful that he could not amaze everyone with his skills. In the end, he could only retain some of his abilities and only cast the "Time Barrier" on a chaos worm.
However, even with only a 60% success rate, it was still a one-time success this time.
The Zerg Queen excitedly announced the good news.
Mu Zhong removed the "time barrier" feeling a little lonely.
Seeing him like this, Wei Huan took his hand, gave a few brief instructions to the Zerg Queen, and then took Mu Zhong back to the villa in paradise.
He threw Mu Zhong onto the soft bed, pressed forward and kissed the man's ear: "It's not safe outside. The Lord of Darkness may appear at any time. Could you please set up a time barrier here?"
Mu Zhong put his arm around Wei Huan's neck and said angrily, "The Time Boundary is the Master of Light's specialty, and you're using it for this?"
"You think this is not important?" Wei Huan raised his eyebrows.
Mu Zhong was silent for a moment after hearing this, then shook his head: "No, this is very important. We really need a separate, safe environment where we won't be disturbed to have a good communication."
Wei Huan smiled, feeling time freeze at this moment. They seemed to be on a separate timeline that was opened separately, luxuriously doing only one thing.
Lowering his head and resting his forehead against Mu Zhong, Wei Huan looked directly into his eyes and asked, "How much time do I have?"
Mu Zhong smiled: "Forever, if you want."
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