Chapter 95 "Your hometown has been filled up."



Time has gone backwards.

No, it should be said that Xiaona rearranged the chapters in the "Book of World Games" and removed the memory lenses after "Destruction", so the time went back to this time.

Noel remembered that at this time, he was being besieged by everyone.

"Just like last time, everyone knows that you and the World Lord are here to steal the books from the World Tree, and they are besieging you." The childish voice of the Seventh Seat sounded: "Xiao Na's move has caused the Lord of the End of All Things to be excluded from Luowasha again. Now He will come in an hour. Do you want to continue the development from last time?"

"...Oh, let me think about it." Noel picked the purple grapes and ate one.

"I suggest that we help the Lord of the End of All Things to descend." The Seventh Seat said, "It is difficult to kill a cosmic organ as powerful as the World Game, but as long as the World Game becomes weak and cannot control us, the organizers, it will be enough for me to escape. As another cosmic organ, the Lord of the End of All Things will inevitably lose and become weak when confronting the World Game."

"Cosmic Cat is really interesting." Noel laughed. "The two organs in the body are working together to curb the increase of entropy. One is to directly destroy civilization, and the other is to gently redeem civilization."

He shook his head, and suddenly thought of an ancient saying from the Dragon Kingdom that he had seen when studying the dictionary:

"We are of the same roots, why are we so eager to fight each other?"

After saying that, he laughed.

"Organs don't have brains, and white blood cells can cause blood clots." The seventh seat's tone was like a naive child: "That's why Xiaona invited Su Mingan, the highest scorer, to be the brain. It's a pity that the Lord of the End of All Things has evolved a brain himself, otherwise you might be able to become the brain of the Lord of the End of All Things."

“…” Noel kept smiling.

"What are you thinking about?" The seventh seat couldn't help but say.

"I was thinking... If I support Su Mingan to become the brain of the world game, Su Mingan should be able to help me upgrade my dimension." Noel stroked the rose petals beside his ear, still smiling.

His smile was so bright that even the Seventh Seat couldn't tell whether he was being sincere or joking. The Seventh Seat immediately raised his tone and cried like a child:

"No! No! You promised me a long time ago that you would bring in the Lord of the End of All Things to attack the World Game, and I would take advantage of the chaos to escape from the World Game. After I gain my freedom, I will help you upgrade your dimension and help you build a new world."

"You can't cheat! You can't turn around and help others! Humph... We have signed a bet. If you go back on your word, you will die! Noel Akinni!"

Noel's eyes deepened.

His ocean-blue eyes became deeper and deeper, like a whirlpool deep in the sea.

He lowered his voice, like a gentle dean coaxing a child:

"Okay... Yuritilola, I won't regret it. I won't joke with my own life."

"But my brother is really tired. He just rushed into the lake and his soul is extremely exhausted."

"Let's take a break, make more preparations, and then summon the Lord of the End of All Things, okay? I was too impatient last time, and I was beaten into pieces of flesh and blood. This time, at least wait until the Lord of the World snatches the book and obtains Luowasha's "Source of the World", then we will take action and completely eradicate this civilization. Otherwise, even if Luowasha is destroyed, we can restore it by flipping through the book."

The seventh seat temporarily put aside his doubts: "You have a point. Well, you are only a third-level god, too weak, take this opportunity to upgrade yourself."

The childish voice fell silent.

Noel smiled silently, looked up at the gods in the sky, and picked up the sickle as pale as bone:

"Then I will use you as food..."

Su Mingan opened his eyes.

The clouds were flying by, and underneath was a giant golden dragon.

A pure white robe fluttered in front of his eyes, and his braids flowed in the wind. A young man with flying black hair and bright golden eyes stood with his hands in his pockets, looking sideways.

"——Are you back?" said the god of Yunshang City.

"——Hurry, go to the Central Research Institute!" Su Mingan said without hesitation.

He doesn't go to the World Tree anymore.

Even if he went there, he would not be able to stop the Lord of the World from snatching the book. Instead, he would welcome the coming of the Seventh Seat and the Lord of the End of All Things.

"Yes." The god of Yunshang City responded and patted the dragon's head. His thoughts were consistent with Su Mingan's: "It was originally the direction to the Central Research Institute."

Last time, he used the power of soul to preserve his soul, so he was not destroyed by the Lord of the End of All Things. However, he did not enter the lake to meet Su Mingan.

From afar, Su Mingan saw rows of silver-white buildings, a metal city standing tall, drones and mechanical creatures hovering, white coats and transport vehicles everywhere.

The giant dragon roared and rushed straight into the experimental city, causing a lot of exclamations.

Su Mingan landed quickly, swung the white tentacles behind him, and threw himself out like a cannonball, heading straight for the center.

"...Are you really going to agree to the World Game?" The voice of the god from Yunshang City came.

"Whether I agree or not, Luo Vasa's problem must be solved." Su Ming'an said firmly.

"...But no matter what, don't agree to it." The God of Yunshang City hesitated for a moment and said lightly: "You will definitely regret such a future."

"I'm just afraid of a future that will make me regret even more..." Su Mingan's voice drifted in the wind.

Lin Hejin sat on the edge of the bed.

His hair was all white and his face was covered with wrinkles.

He was surrounded by dim kerosene lamps, yellowed manuscript paper, poor quality ink, and tattered clothes on the floor.

He spread out the paper, held the feather pen, and wrote his work stroke by stroke.

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