The Holy Envoy still came to the container every day as before and told the dragon about the glory of this world, but he did not dare to look directly into the dragon's eyes again.
Long silently looked at the Holy Envoy who had regained his youth or should now be called the Holy Emperor, and the pair of eyes that were no longer clean and were avoiding him.
While the dragon was sleeping, the Holy Envoy was bewitched by the world consciousness, stepped through the crack and came to the dragon's world, and learned everything about the Star Abyss Dragon on the planet where the dragon was born.
After he returned to his own world, he looked at the world that was gradually prospering, listened to the slander of the small world consciousness, and chose to betray his own beliefs. He bewitched the dragon to cross the crack and wanted to keep the dragon in his own small world forever.
The dragon knew about it and came over, but he never answered his questions again in the container.
The Holy Envoy, or should we call him the Holy Emperor, used the dragon's bones and blood to cleanse and reshape his own body, allowing himself to return to the youth he had when he met the dragon, and to stop his body from aging.
Every time he came before the dragon, he expected and feared that the dragon would look at him again, and prayed to hear the dragon's voice again.
Even when the dragon dissolved until only its last head was left, it never spoke again, but only let out a final sigh. Bubbles continued to rise as the dragon dissipated, and when they reached the surface of the water, they burst as the world disintegrated.
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Di Xiu played with the ice-blue bead in his hand, leaning lazily on the sofa, and told the other two boys about his past. His tone was calm, as if the dragon that almost completely disappeared in the small world was not himself.
There is also a shivering fat ball of light in my mind.
Seeing Jing Xia and Yi Rui's gloomy faces, as if they wanted to drag the Holy Envoy out and whip his corpse, Di Xiu chuckled.
"Xingyuan Dragon said there was one for each generation, but in reality, they were all me."
Same soul, different bodies, cyclical tasks, countless lives.
The Emperor Xiu, whose body was reshaped by "annihilation", no longer remembered how many past lives he had. The only thing he remembered were the fragments of memory that were so chaotic that they almost made him collapse.
Di Xiu touched his handsome jaw and even made a joke: "Well, everyone has a rebellious moment."
But his rebellion almost ended up destroying himself.
The cosmic consciousness sighed in a very human way.
When he created the Xingyuan Dragon, he only wanted to save trouble and ensure stable development in every era.
No one has ever considered the impact that putting the burden of survival and development of all races on one creature would have on it.
No wonder his boy couldn't stand the oppression and ran away.
The cosmic consciousness ball was crying in Emperor Xiu's mind, causing Emperor Xiu to roll his eyes.
"When that little world began to crumble, the boss came and rescued me."
Emperor Xiu glanced at the two little ones with disdain.
Yi Rui, who looked like a big beast, blinked innocently and asked, "So what do you think of that Saint Envoy? And... the Lord of the Gap?"
When this guy mentioned the former, he sounded cold, but when he mentioned the latter, his voice became a little gentler!
Jing Xia's eyes lit up when he heard that, and his dark eyes were filled with gossip.
Emperor Xiu raised an eyebrow, spinning the small ball of annihilation energy in his hand. His tone remained calm, "I could only admire that person before, but later I just treated him as a pawn to escape fate."
"As for the boss..."
Di Xiu glanced at Jing Xia, whose eyes were almost as bright as light bulbs, and smiled while keeping the secret.
He held the small ball between his fingertips and placed the ice-blue ball against his lips. His blue eyes, which were even darker than the ball's color, were filled with a smile as he said lightly, "I like it."
Jing Xia suppressed his excitement at having tasted something big, his eyes wide open. Before he could even utter a single exclamation, he saw Di Xiu ask him sternly, "Don't you like the boss too? Who in the group doesn't like the boss?"
Jing Xia, the listless version, replied in a sullen tone, "I like it..."
Irelix: ???
Is the liking you are talking about the same one?
Jing Xia leaned his head on Iriels' shoulder behind him, closed his eyes, and began to pretend to be dead.
Don't ask him, he doesn't know whether the liking that Di Xiu said is the same as his own liking.
Who wouldn't like that? Even if he himself is "Annihilation", he can personally rescue the creatures abandoned by the world or pushed to annihilation by fate, and even create a home for them in the gap between the worlds, right?
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