"Of course, I am the only real one, and the 'I' in the other line must be a product of a mechanism, a replica."
“I was influenced by the concept of ‘narrative anchor’. I think both the black-lined me and the white-lined me are me. In fact, there are always two ‘me’s’ narrating at the same time. The narrative anchor is the camera that jumps back and forth between the two ‘me’s’, so the before and after will appear to be disconnected, just like a lychee forcibly attached to a longan.”
"By the way, if we follow the records of the space-time recorder, my mission as the ruler clearly changed from 'questioning the world tree, understanding the world tree, and becoming the world tree' to 'killing the world tree' on the third night of the dungeon. Why do I think my mission as the ruler has always been 'questioning the world tree, understanding the world tree, and becoming the world tree'?"
"So, from the beginning, I was the white line, and my mission as the ruler has never changed. It has always been 'question the world tree, understand the world tree, and become the world tree'. It's just that Luowasha's narrative trick has made the space-time recorder appear to be 'only one person', and the ruler's skill of another 'me', 'kill the world tree', has been grafted onto the perspective. Therefore, the mission of the ruler has changed suddenly, and things have developed inconsistently before and after."
“It’s just the camera that changes, not the thing.”
Su Mingan's eyelids twitched:
"No matter what, I am the only real one standing here, and there is no mistake about it."
"Light and dark side, white line and black line, angel line and devil line, Luo Washa actually has three different mirror concepts overlapping..."
He straightened his expression and slowly raised his sword.
Regardless, whether it was a white line or a black line, an angel or a demon, he was already standing here, and only needed to face the final outcome. The one who was deceived was the dark, twisted, and creeping observer like the Supreme Lord, and it had nothing to do with him.
"Shuashuashua——"
Endless white tentacles emerged from his body, from his back, from his abdomen, and even from his legs. He discarded his human body and took on the most suitable posture for fighting.
“Swish!”
Su Ming'an raised the sword with one hand, bent his elbow, placed his palm on his chest, and performed a duel salute.
It was as if he was saying, please.
The blond boy smiled, raised his cane, stretched out his arm, and threw the cane to Su Mingan. He caught it lightly with a "pop" as a polite response.
"It's the last battle." The boy murmured, not knowing whether he was speaking to himself: "Come on."
For a moment, Su Ming'an seemed to hear an old bell ringing in panic, like an unexpected fate, it rolled in like a tide, and without any warning, it rolled him into the surging river.
The waves were so resolute and strong that they poured into his ears, blocked his eyes, and strangled his throat, leaving him speechless, unable to move, and unable to hear a sound.
At this moment, he looked at Noel Akinni and Shenming An, whose expressions remained unchanged from beginning to end, and a slight feeling of pain and loneliness surged up.
They could be teammates...
Su Mingan closed his eyes and felt a little suffocated.
There was no one behind him, and he was fighting alone once again. If he failed here today...
I seemed to hear a click and the sound of footsteps crushing branches.
“Click.”
——A fluttering khaki windbreaker blew from behind.
The young man walked in silently with his arms folded across his chest and his eyes as bright as fire.
"Has the fight started?" The god of Yunshang City stood with his arms folded, his expression calm.
Su Ming'an paused slightly, the feeling of loneliness faded a little, and he nodded to the god of Yunshang City.
"There are still people here, you don't have to worry." The god of Yunshang City pointed behind him.
...Is there anyone else?
Su Mingan looked back in confusion.
Then, there was another sound of footsteps.
——Wearing a red robe as bright as fire, he slowly walked into the World Tree.
Her white hair fluttered, her eyes were like the wilderness, and flowers of cursed fire bloomed on her shoulders.
"Tick, tick, tick."
The next moment, another figure came from another direction.
——She was wearing a tattered robe, with her long flaxen hair loose. The sound of bright red and emerald green potions colliding could be heard at her waist. She had a dignified appearance and a smile on her face.
Then, there was a fourth figure.
He was wearing a British gentleman's suit and his black leather boots made a sound when he stepped on them.
He held a civilized staff in his hand, wore a top hat, and exuded the soul clan's aura like disinfectant.
The fifth figure.
The red hair rope is like a bright kite floating in the air.
She had a black ponytail and held a long sword in her hand, surrounded by a bright fluorescent light.
The sixth one.
The long white yarn looks like fluttering feathers.
She has a pair of emerald green eyes, her black hair falls like a waterfall, and flowers and leaves bloom all over the ground with every step she takes.
The seventh and the eighth.
A priest in a robe that looked like fresh snow walked through the branches and leaves.
He was like the snow on the mountain top and the deep blue moon. Beside him was a little girl with black braids.
Several visiting "guests" stood behind Su Mingan.
Su Mingan's eyes trembled violently, as if he had seen a dream. He was afraid that this was just the last illusion.
They really came...really came...
"——Only you can travel through the world, Noel Akinni!" Siber sneered and pointed at Noel. The pink fox on his shoulder shook its big tail and shouted:
"That's right! That's right! Siber has never fought before, go get some help!"
Hearing this, Siber's face turned red and she gritted her teeth.
"Fortunately, I'm not late." Chao Yan had a peaceful smile on her face, with vibrant flowers growing under her feet, and she looked at Su Mingan with her green eyes.
"Father." Alcherev of the Soul Clan placed his hand on his chest and saluted gently.
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