"Buzz"
Apart from the stars, Cyber ​​Hawke, who was sitting in the chair, opened his eyes.
There was still a trace of residual twitching on his face, burning by the fire of creation in the world's furnace, which was not something that could make people feel happy.
The flame that creates and destroys the world is symbolic.
Its burning pain cannot be exempted by power. Even a guy like Seber who has unknown strength but must be very powerful must take all the pains of burning the body.
Before, he was unwilling to show weakness in front of Merlin, so he endured the pain with a calm expression.
But now when you return to the main universe, you don’t need to be artificial anymore.
"Ah, it hurts so much."
Seber rubbed his shoulders, and wherever his fingers went, it seemed as if there were flames spreading on his skin to burn, like a phantom pain left in his muscle memory because of the extreme pain.
He rubbed his shoulders as if no one was around, and his other hand stroked his cheek.
Although there is no scar there.
But there is still a faint pain.
Merlin's bastard just now was really merciless. Seber touched his cheek. How long has it been since he been treated like this?
The Overlord glanced at Terion, who was sitting opposite the gambling table.
The God of Death from another world was still a dead face, and the handsome cheeks of the elf template were cold, just like a sculpture, without any reaction to the previous defeat.
But Cyber ​​noticed some details.
For example, Terion's left hand has been hidden under the table and his five fingers are clenched, which should be the symptoms of the burning of the Creation Fire.
Although he was thrown into the furnace, it was just a corpse.
But the pain of the irreducible flame burning body was still completely projected into the guy's mind.
Seber himself felt the same as his grandson.
Terion, who is much weaker than him, will only be more uncomfortable.
"He probably didn't hit you..."
The Overlord split two cigars and threw one to Terion. He slapped the face. Death shook his head. The gloomy one-eyed elf said meaningfully:
"I'm indeed a little lucky than you."
Seber was in no mood to pay attention to Tyreon's teasing. He looked at the stars in front of him and said to himself:
"Oh, this time it's really...satisfactory."
Although the two protagonists were so calm, it seemed as if nothing had happened before, but in the entire star land, the bystanders were already boiling.
They stood in the onlooker and cheered loudly.
Some are still praising the ravens and deliberately arching fire with sarcastic spirit.
Those cosmic gods who had grudges with Seber took the opportunity to sarcastically and some guys who made new decisions carefully edited the scene where Merlin slapped Seber in the face.
They projected it over the land of stars and played it repeatedly.
There are also very talented big shots who match the picture with cheerful and funny music.
It's so weird.
On the screen, every time Merlin slapped Seber, a terrifying wave of sounds burst out from the sidelines, applause, whistle, and cheers one after another, just like the lively vegetable market.
It seems that this domineering overlord is really not very popular in the main universe.
"Hahaha, this is definitely the most interesting thing I've seen in these 300 years."
Sitting in the sidelines, covered in ragged black cloth, the thin dark god Babatos lifted his hood and stared at the scene that was constantly repeating on his head with pleasure.
He said to the people around him:
"I want to record this interesting story and pass this simple happiness into the entire multiverse... I want to let more people see how the 'great' and arrogant Seber Hawke failed."
At the end of the day, this guy's voice almost squeezed out from his teeth.
That deep hatred is beyond words.
"A bunch of miscellaneous!"
Cyber ​​was upset by the noise. He leaned on the chair, stretched out his hand at the audience, raised his middle finger, and scolded him fiercely:
"Let you go over, I'm sorry you won't do better than we do..."
These were sarcastic words, but once again caused a chaos in the audience.
The booings representing disdain and ridicule are overwhelming, and various things are thrown at the group of ridiculed Cyber ​​Hawk, who is like a group of carnival football hooligans.
"Bang"
The flying war sickle roared over and was stuck on the ground. Gao Tianzun, who was planning to escape secretly while in the chaos, was blocked by the overflowing cold air.
A strong and powerful hand was also placed on Gao Tianzun's shoulder.
The Elder of the Universe was trembling, as if his neck was rusty. He slowly turned his head and saw that it was Seber's expressionless face.
"The thing between us and Merlin is clear. We lost. It's sad, but it doesn't matter. He beat us head-on after all."
"But you are different. I treat you as a friend, and your brother Tiwan. I treat you as real friends, but you stumbling up!"
The fingers of the Overlord clasped on Gao Tianzun's shoulders became tighter and tighter, and the crackling sound of bones came from the fingers.
Gao Tianzun's cheeks were twitching together, trying hard to show a flattering smile, but in the face of devastating pain, he could only show a mournful face.
"I'm in a bad mood now."
Seber, who was playing with a cigar in his hand, stared at Gao Tianzun, with a dangerous red light beating in his eyes.
He said:
"I heard from Merlin that he played a game with you. You guys played a lot, bet on life, right?"
"Then let's play a game too."
Cyber ​​let go of his fingers, and his attitude suddenly became gentle.
He stretched out his hand and helped Gao Tianzun rub the crushed shoulders. He stuffed the cigar in his hand into Gao Tianzun's mouth, and then pinched his mournful face into a bitter smile.
He whispered:
"Let's bet on life too, my life, and your brother's life!"
"Bang"
A cold ice dagger was inserted behind Seber, and Terion, opposite the gambling table, spit out a smoke ring, he said:
"Count me."
"good!"
Seber gestured to Terion with a thumbs up, and turned around and lit the cigar at the trembling Gao Tianzun's mouth, he said:
"Go and prepare, we will find you in a while."
The two elders of the universe were mourning and supported each other, leaving this place beyond the stars in shame.
The carnival in the hall continued, and the Dream God, who was sitting on the edge, finally put down the quill in his hand.
He picked up the book that had just finished writing the last footnote and blew it gently in front of his eyes.
After the ink was dried up, he carefully closed the book and printed with large gold-plated characters on the black cover.
Dream God was not panicked when he was stared at by Seber and Terion at the same time.
He clamped the dictionary under his arm and walked slowly to the gambling table. He said to Cyber:
"Thank you for helping me complete a complete story. If you have free time, come to my library. I will read it completely for you."
"Of course, I'll go."
Seber really couldn't hate the God of Dreams.
He knew that this guy was a fanatical story seeker, a very pure life individual, and no threat was useful to him.
But the Overlord still gave up his harsh words fiercely, and he said:
"I will go with torches and gasoline, and after you tell an interesting story, I will burn your ragged library with a happy and satisfied smile!"
"Whatever you want."
Dream God chuckled and said:
"As long as you enjoy this story."
"Anyway, my place has been demolished once or twice, so it would be nice to take this opportunity to redecorate it."
The attitude of this hob meat made the Overlord really unable to continue to threaten it.
He could only watch Meng Shen leave. He also saw the Phantom Stranger with a hateful smile waiting for Meng Shen at the door. The two guys disappeared in the gathering and dispersing stars, talking and laughing.
"Okay, the game is over!"
Cyber ​​was very upset by the cheering voices behind him, and turned around and shouted to the audience:
"You bastards have always wanted to see me fall apart. Now you see it, are you all happy?"
"Go home and I won't send you there."
While he was talking, he roughly tore open the foundation of the existence of this Starlight Land.
It was like an egg shell being broken. In the whistling wind, the audience was scolding and kept booing, but they were still expelled from the broken star dome.
The whole hall was quiet.
Only Cyber ​​and Terion were left.
Seber looked at the messy hall, curled his lips, then turned around and looked at Terion, standing on the edge of the starry sky, looking at the endless galaxy in front of him.
He walked forward and stood with Terion.
Merlin's desperate counterattack won, and the shaped pocket universe was separated from the control of the Creator and gained its own freedom.
After the real foundation was shaped, it has been noticed by the life court of the main universe.
Perhaps after a while, a new number will appear in the multiverse database.
"We have to send our loved ones and friends in before the court of life."
Cyber ​​said to Terion:
"Although it's not our control, I think Brother Meilin should give us some face..."
"90% of the reshaped stars are barren lands, and this world really needs a group of new immigrants to quickly restore their vitality...What are you laughing at?"
The Overlord noticed that the Blade of Dawn, who had always been expressionless, looked at the stars in front of him and smiled at the corner of his mouth.
A pure smile is like complimenting, or aftertaste.
"Is there anything funny about this?"
Seeing that Terion did not answer, Cyber ​​asked again.
Facing the Overlord's inquiry, Terion shook his head and said softly:
"You won't understand."
"Speaking of this, besides you and me, and Merlin, there is a soul from the same place as us who lives in the multiverse. His name is Dick, right?"
"Can you recommend it for me?"
"OK."
Seber rubbed his wrists and said:
"But I want to tell you in advance that it's hard to deal with that guy. He is a sincere believer in the Holy Light, and he is full of faith and something, just like a charlatan. I hate dealing with him."
"Oh, by the way, the world he is in is very similar to yours."
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"Bang"
The lost Carol pushed open the door of the mysterious house.
Behind her was a ray of light, and the reshaping of the stars was not yet completed.
She heard Tony's fingers ringing in the light of the furnace of the universe, and she knew that it was Iron Man bringing the dead back to this real world.
But can he bring Merlin back?
Probably not possible.
The door slowly closed behind Carol, and the mistress was very tired, not only her body, but also her mind.
She staggered forward, her war suit was taken away and thrown on the ground, and the flames in the furnace of the mysterious house were burning alone, projecting the beating shadows into the room.
Xuanlan didn't know where she went, and the whole room was silent.
It looks like a cold grave.
Carol stroked his fingers over the sofa, which was Merlin's favorite place to sit. There was a cup of cold tea on the table, but the person who should have wanted to use it would never come back.
A sour feeling emerged in Carol's eyes.
She hurriedly raised her head and wiped the corners of her eyes.
She felt very heavy, and the burdens made her breathless. She irritatedly threw the gloves of her hands beside the upward stairs. She supported the railing and stepped onto the second floor.
She pushed her door open in her close-fitting underwear.
The wind blows in from outside the door, blowing the tassels hanging in front of the bedroom, making a light sound.
But Carol didn't care.
She staggered to the edge of the bed, and then fell back on the bed as if she had lost all her strength. She closed her eyes and seemed to be able to smell the smell on the pillow.
She lost him.
In this lonely world, she is the only one left, experiencing the vicissitudes of everything.
From then on, there was no other man who could listen to her telling her what she was in her heart.
The world outside the window was saved and it survived, but the foundation in Carol's heart that carried all the hardships and happiness was broken.
My heart is empty.
All laughter and sadness lose its meaning at this moment.
Carol closed her eyes, and she could hear cheers from outside the window, which was the praise and welcome of the new world by the victims who returned to the world in the halo.
But it seems so noisy at this moment.
Carnival in the whole world.
The morality of a few people.
A tragedy for a person.
After all, the feelings between people cannot be shared. Carol is not sad. The things that surge in her heart are much deeper than sadness.
"Click"
The windows of the room were closed, and the noisy sounds were isolated from the bedroom.
Maybe Xuanlan is back.
"Let me be quiet alone."
Carol covered his face with a pillow, not wanting Xuanlan to see her tears at this moment, and she didn't know how to tell the truth to other people in the Riley family.
After all, the pain of losing is not just her.
The sound of footsteps rang beside Carol's bed, and it became closer to the mistress, as if to comfort her loss.
"Lan, let me be quiet alone!"
Carol's voice became hoarse, and she suppressed the irritability and pain in her emotions.
The footsteps stopped.
A handkerchief that smelled was handed to Carol's cheek.
That familiar smell...
The mistress turned around suddenly and raised her head, looking at the familiar figure standing beside the bed.
More tears came out of his eyes, making Carol's tears blurred.
But that was not an illusion.
The man in a casual suit, his slightly thin face, long black hair scattered over his shoulders, his eyes that reflected the stars, and his hateful smile.
"What's wrong?"
Meilin looked at the dull mistress and asked softly:
"Are you unhappy to see me?"
"No, no, I just...I just..."
Carol wiped her cheeks in a hurry. She lowered her head and found that she was only wearing underwear. She was about to grab the sheets immediately, but was wrapped in her warm arms.
She didn't struggle.
Very obedient.
"What are you... You didn't say it will take a long time..."
"Yes, it's been a long time."
Merlin closed her eyes and leaned her chin against Carol's long hair, and he whispered:
"It's just a dozen minutes to you, but for me, it's so far away like an agreement from the previous life."
"My Carol, I have crossed the vast sea of ​​time, crossed the obstacles of the stars, from the distant ancient times to the endless future, looking for wandering in every time line with you."
He stroked Carol's flat belly and felt the rhythm of life in it, he said:
"In endless loss, I always need a return mark."
"It took me a long time to find you,"
He kissed the cheek of the tear-eyed mistress, and in a gentle smile as before, he whispered:
"From then..."
Chapter completed!