A huge sword came along the sky. Before it hit the ground, the sword wind had already cracked the ground. The huge crack extended to a thousand meters away. Dust flew up and the whole place was covered in dust.
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The hooded and cloaked man in black held the sword, and the wind and sand blew off his hood, revealing a cold and handsome face, but his appearance only remained that of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old face.
However, while the others acted as if they were facing a formidable enemy, the hooded and cloaked man's eyes showed an unnatural scarlet color, and his expression looked extremely confused.
The black-gloved hand pulled out the sword from the seam in the ground. The young man pointed at the nearest soldier and said, "You are..."
Apart from the howling wind, the scene was so quiet that it was so quiet that the only thing left was the questioning voice of the cloaked man.
"Well," his voice suddenly sounded more certain: "That passerby that day."
The background faintly collapsed, but no one cared.
He then pointed to another soldier and began to speak fluently: "Passengers B and D that day... hello, where's C? Did he die on the road?"
"Xiao Che," passerby A did not answer the question, but took a step forward and said solemnly: "Please stop, we will risk our lives to prevent you from destroying the Space-Time Management Bureau."
Xiao Che looked at him with scarlet eyes. After a while, he suddenly said: "Although I don't know your name, I vaguely remember that a few days ago you were still struggling with whether to help this force that killed you once."
Passerby A looked at Passerby B and others, and breathed out slowly: "Yeah, I just realized it. It wasn't that the Space and Time Management Bureau killed us once, but that it deleted the memory of death while saving us.
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"It was not its fault for our death. On the contrary, it saved us...but no one knows it."
A rainbow-like aura suddenly appeared on his body: "The Space-Time Management Bureau has been doing its best to resurrect those lives that died due to accidents since its establishment. I will never allow anyone to destroy it!"
While speaking, he also drew his sword, and when he slashed out with all his strength, the ice-blue sword light shot out from the front of the sword. As it passed by, the broken ice condensed and spread.
The chill penetrated deep into my bones.
The ice cone has arrived in front of Xiao Che. Following the direction of the sword, it forms a stream of crystal blue light from the upper left to the lower left, shining brightly under the wind, sand and sun.
Xiao Che seemed to be sighing helplessly.
"Don't you think it's strange?"
"Since the Space-Time Management Bureau is a charity organization that snatches people from the hands of the King of Hell, why do so many people want to destroy it——"
The moment the ice cone approached his face, the sand that had not dispersed instantly stirred up a strong wind, which was so strong that it swept up the clouds in the sky.
The wind was spinning, rolling up a dragon whirlpool, which easily pulled the ice pick into it and pushed it back towards the guardian of the Space-Time Management Bureau.
"Why on earth would there be such a charity in this world?"
Although the young man's movements were sharp, his tone still seemed to be wandering in depression and confusion.
It's just that his voice wasn't high-pitched, and it was hard to even hear him clearly amid the wind, sand and collision.
…
"Xiao Che?"
A gentle voice sounded from Xiao Che's mind.
Musashi raised his head and could see the hooded figure on the high building. The dazed look on the other side made him a little worried.
"What's wrong with you? What happened?"
Xiao Che lowered his head after hearing this and saw Musashi in blue clothes looking up at him.
"Musashi."
The wind is rising. Valley
A whirlwind suddenly blew around Xiao Che. That kind of power was not naturally formed, did not belong to light, did not belong to darkness, and did not belong to any known power system in the world.
"I'm fine, long time no see." Xiao Che smiled and telepathically conveyed the news.
Then his eyes and Musashi's gaze were cast forward at the same time, and a force rose out of the void, rushing towards the direction of the Meta Field at lightning speed.
Then, when they were about to enter the Meita territory, they twisted into a ball in an extremely unnatural form. Although they had no mouth, both of them heard a howl coming from their ears that struck directly into their minds.
It's not the same type of laughter as Gliza's. The sound alone is offensive!
"What is that?" Musashi tried to block his ear holes, but he still couldn't stop the demonic sound from penetrating his ears.
"No wonder Lian said that as soon as I see it, I can immediately understand what Jhin is."
Xiao Che did not make any direct movements. His expression was very complicated, with boredom and nostalgia appearing in his eyes at the same time: "That is a collection of negative emotions, the cry of a person who died in vain."
Too……
"Another part of the power of space and time."
Musashi was stunned when he heard this and couldn't believe it: "The power of time and space? Is this the power of time and space that Lian has?"
Xiao Che nodded, even though he knew that Musashi was definitely not looking at him: "You and Justice restored the power of time and space. For this, I would like to express my gratitude."
The howling wind whirled from Xiao Che's body to outside his body, bringing out the darkness and light gained in this world.
He opened his palm, and an impure crystal stone mixed with gray mist floated out of his hand.
"After the Space-Time Management Bureau was destroyed by me, I thought that only the incomplete power of time and space remained, but I didn't expect that question to be answered here."
The void crystal floated on Xiao Che's palm and quickly poured into the whirlwind intertwined with various attributes in front of it. After being contaminated with the rebrando energy of darkness and the plasma spark energy of light, it was no longer so pure, but it was exactly
Suitable.
"I didn't expect you to hide here..."
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The whirlwind stopped, the ice crystals, the fire, etc. all stopped.
Broken swords, broken knives, and mutilated limbs covered the ground.
Some people wailed, some cried, some were angry, and some were desperate.
Oh, there are also people who feel pity for this person who has been controlled to become the sharpest blade.
"Have you ever thought that the Space-Time Administration, which is hated by so many people, really doesn't have any negative emotions?"
No one can stand anymore, except the young man in black in the center of the battlefield.
"These negative emotions will be fed back to the power of time and space that gave you a second life, including the anger and unwillingness of not knowing the truth at first."
"Where did the negative power go? Why is the power of time and space that I destroyed so pure that it is as unbelievable as a three-year-old child?"
No one answered.
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Where did the negative emotion go? If it persists, what do you want to do?
The answer turns out to be here.
It turns out that if it had always existed, what it wanted after being submerged was to burn the world and leave only embers of dust.
Xiao Che took off his hood and once again simulated the original scene and mentality.
The violent storm was reflected in his eyes. He did not transform into a giant, but directly used the posture of a human on earth to urge the storm towards a force that should not exist.
After all, the Space-Time Management Bureau has always been burning with its own energy, leaving behind embers of life and hope.