In that distant future, deep within the ages, where exactly did the two gods clash, and how many moves did they exchange? No one in Li Changzhou's timeline could understand.
"Where does she come from? Why is she attacking the King of Wind and Light?"
"Was she the final player before the victory?"
Time then became the universe, and she stood beneath the Great Wall of Time, removing the crown from the head of the King of Wind and Light.
Suddenly, the universe of time collapsed, and the power of time appeared in front of Li Changzhou and the others in the form of a black hole. The black hole sucked her in and tried to tear her apart.
Time backlash.
Even gods can only bear the burden of time until their end.
There are only two ways to transcend time: one, win the game of value; two, travel to the future and defeat the winner of the game of value before time turns against you.
Just as she was about to be swallowed by the black hole, she transformed into the timeline once again.
Time then transforms into lines, stretching and breaking one by one, chasing after that timeline formed by the gods.
As time recedes further into the past, the power of time awakened by the King of Wind and Light on the Star of Seasons has been exhausted in an instant.
The strange phenomenon slowly disappeared, but time itself did not.
She merges into all things, observing everything, whether life or non-life. In the face of time, even the universe and the existence of multiple worlds will one day come to an end.
Only behind that majestic Great Wall of Time, the ultimate winner of the value game, is the one who masters time, who has no time.
Time turned back into a river, and as the river gradually dried up, leaving only a small handful of water, something leaped out from the water.
Time vanished, and the crown fell to the ground, hovering in the air before touching it, supported by the wind and light.
The starlight of the Four Seasons Star shone down again, gradually brightening the dark, starless night sky.
Everything that just happened felt like a dream.
"We were born of wind and light, and we will return to wind and light." The Central King, the sorcerer, the captain of the guard, and Hou Feng, with tears streaming down their faces, prayed to the gods who had passed away in a distant time and space.
Li Changzhou stepped forward and grasped the crown with both hands.
"elder brother!"
"Long day..."
Li Changzhou put the crown on his head.
summer--
Shimizu looked up; the sun, which had just risen, was now obscured by dark clouds, and torrential rain pounded on her face.
The rainwater was absorbed by her skin, giving her a pleasurable feeling of suffocation.
spring--
The forest that has transformed into the Gobi Desert is now sprouting countless tender shoots.
A sapling rose from the ground, its leaves brushing against the face of the weeping forest dweller. The forest dweller's hazy vision followed the sapling as it looked up at the sky.
winter--
In the blizzard, the ice block curiously observed the world.
Under the magnificent aurora, the surviving ice man walks towards this new life.
autumn--
The tender fruits, no bigger than a thumb in the dwarf's hand, swelled up as if inflated, bending the branches under their weight.
central--
On the ruins, a brick fell, light shone into the shadows, and a wild grass bloomed a small flower in the light.
He possessed no divine power; the Four Seasons Star simply became Li Changzhou's body.
Li Changzhou looked down at the devastated Four Seasons Star.
In his *Critique of Practical Reason*, Immanuel Kant said that two things fill the mind with ever new and increasing admiration and awe, the more often and the more intently we reflect upon them.
The starry sky above and the morality in one's heart.
His understanding is superficial:
How many powerful beings remain in the cosmos? Is it morally wrong to slaughter others to save one's own life?
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