Global Monster Online

Lying under the tree, watching the dappled light scattered from between the leaves, and slowly began to dim... it was the result of the spread of darkness from the horizon.

Tia Erma stretched out her hand and took off the silver mask on her face, as if this would make herself more comfortable. But it seemed to be just an illusion, because at this time she could not even move her body's strength.

"Broken and desperate... Another concept seems to be the beauty of destruction... Cough cough cough."

When it seemed impossible to sit up for a while, Tiyalma sighed softly and closed her eyes.

This allows one to hear some sounds more clearly... in the undestroyed grove somewhere in this battlefield. But maybe it will be destroyed soon, or by those guys who have liberated all the spiritual patterns, or by some other guys who have developed the power mode of the Eighth Age to their limits, or by those black matter... who Know what?

But before that, she heard the sound of footsteps.

Two different footsteps, and one of them is her own footsteps... Tia Erma opened her eyes with difficulty.

Watching.

Looking at the other Tiyalma who was accompanied by the nightmare monarch... the other self who has been in charge of the astral world for a long time as the master of the guardian palace.

Suddenly seeing another Tiyalma fell to the ground so weakly, a trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the nightmare lord. But she didn't intend to ask anything, but quietly looked at the one next to her, and walked under the tree.

"How much time do you have?"

"One day? Or a few hours... not much." Tia Erma lying on the ground said weakly.

The crouching man nodded, put his hand on him, and shook the opponent's hand: "I can leave you for an hour, okay?"

"That's too extravagant..." Tia Erma, who was lying on the ground, smiled slightly and laughed at herself: "Sure enough, I am the person who is the most tolerant to myself?"

She squatted down and didn't say anything, just the connection between the hand and the hand had passed everything. Squatting on the ground, she stood up and whispered softly: "Let me witness to the end...you are tired."

Gazed at each other silently. Each is like looking at himself in the mirror. Subsequently, Tiyalma, who came with the nightmare lord, left with the nightmare lord in this way.

And the other one will finally dissipate in this place.

She stretched out her hand and slowly stroked this piece of clothing on her body. Suddenly sat up—almost like a glimpse, and such a move would even shorten the limited time again.

She took out a very beautifully packaged box from the void, and her time was shortened again because of this.

Then I opened the box, and time began to shrink again.

She took out the chopsticks, and time began to shrink again.

Every move. It's always shrinking at the cost of time...

And the inside of the box, I don't know when it was cooked. Although the taste hasn't changed, it has already become cold. It is a grilled fish that has become completely cold.

I have eaten it so many times, but I am not willing to finish more than half of the grilled fish.

But there was an uncoordinated voice, and this moment was breaking the last peace and immersion.

"Meow! I smelled something that seemed familiar! I smelled...ah... the smell of the grilled fish in my dream!"

"Brother Caoros... shouldn't we find a place to hide first? Are we still looking for food?"

"Al Pig! Do you know what is the most important thing about people?"

"what?"

"Eat! People live, they have to eat it anytime! If you are hungry, you should eat it, then should you eat it even before you die? Those black mud-like things can't break through. The dark things behind are divided into pieces. It kills both of us in minutes...there is a dead end, can't you eat and then die?"

"Brother Caoros, you seem to be right? But...Are we human?"

"Meow! You idiot, idiot... Oh, beautiful lady, did you enjoy this kind of delicacy here?"

Walking in the forest, a cat...a child with three eyes.

Tia Erma was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled slightly: "I can't finish it...If you don't mind, I can divide you a bit. Just a bit. It's been a long time, Kaoros. Alsef."

The chubby cat that was rolling far away, and the dull beast of catastrophe, at this moment was stunned for a moment, and almost said in unison: "Do you know me?"

Tia Erma smiled slightly and said, "Of course...You one is a pet of the future. The other is Anya's pet... In fact, they are all my pets. It has been a long time ago."

"Although there is a feeling that you are talking nonsense, but the cat, I was indeed that little girl's pet. As for this idiot Al Pig is indeed the pet of the Three Goddesses of Destiny... But why is it yours? "

Tia Erma whispered at this moment: "I didn't expect to see you two in the end... This kind of incalculable unknown is indeed... Then, I ask you to eat these, but can you do me a favor? There is a place I want to I want to go, but in the current situation there is really nothing I can do."

As the saying goes, eating people is short... the two spiteful gods will naturally not be this kind of guy. It's natural to be able to eat and cheat and drink as much as possible.

Only unexpectedly, Caoros nodded subconsciously: "I have nowhere to go anyway. You said it, where to go?"

There is always a very kind feeling... The lazy cat started to mutter in his heart.

"Heaven, the new stunning battleship in the sky." Tiyalma slowly raised her hand and pointed to a place in the sky: "Where have you been, where you have been watching... as long as you cross that height. "

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"The strength of the impact is still not enough..."

Watching all this happen quietly, Zhao Nan gently closed his eyes and made an inhalation movement. For him, simply by breathing like this, he can already smell the concentration of something he needs in the air...on the entire battlefield, in the entire world of wind.

It even includes the darkness that flows from the fifth layer, the matter that flows from the upper layer. The Libra in his heart still maintained its original appearance, and he didn't say that he wanted to lean to that side.

"Humans like to fight... This warlikeness has always been hidden in the heart, thousands of reincarnations. Between tens of thousands of dreams, it will last forever."

His eyes fell on a corner of the battlefield, where Osfin and Valkyrie belonged to the battlefield, their opponents were so powerful. After all, as a member of the Awakened. Able to activate the entire number of spiritual runes.

"When you encounter a stronger opponent, an opponent you can't defeat, your heart's ambition will be stronger...Because of the struggle, talents will continue to improve, and that civilization will continue to develop. Development..."

The fierce battle with the entire value of the spirit mark suddenly seemed to stop, and another ancient arcanist and another sky swordsman fell on the ground at this time.

Osfin and Valkyrie lay their backs to each other, as if they could only rely on this method to prevent themselves from falling.

But they couldn't see a sense of failure in their eyes...probably they possessed the will to fight forever, even if they failed countless times.

"In the process of progress, only those who never give up and persist to the end can have brilliant qualifications." Zhao Nan silently looked at the persistent figures of Osfin and Valkyrie, slowly. Slowly stretched out his hand and lit two points of light, "Please remember this kind of never give up. Let's reach the end...Senior brother, senior sister."

When two points of light suddenly shot out from the sky, flashed like a meteor shower and then disappeared and slipped down, some wonderful changes were appearing on Osfin and Valkyrie.

I can feel a new kind of strength, from the limbs, from the bottom of my heart. The source of this power is... the one that never gives up: courage.

"I always feel that I can continue to fight...Daughter-in-law, can I fight again?"

"How many times, no matter how many times, I will be with you."

The two are holding hands. Unfolding behind that is the butterfly wings like the opponents Phoenix Shasha and May Ge...

"If you lose a hundred times, I don't regret it!" "If you die a thousand times, I will go!"

He and her turned into light. It turned into a flying butterfly, entangled with another pair of butterflies, entangled all the time.

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"But even with infinite courage, some people can never succeed. Behind every winner, there are countless losers. They are not reconciled, they are not angry. They are furious, they cry out in failure. They ask themselves whether they will not succeed. Less courage than successful people, they even have boundless courage."

Then he looked at the other corner of the battlefield, the prince who had completely released all the anger of all his thoughts, and the blood-sucking queen who stubbornly activated the power of all the spiritual patterns first.

Their battlefield is the original, and their battlefield is still going on.

"Pain, unwillingness, perplexity. So most of the losers begin to sink, or are lost, obey the desires in their hearts, unable to extricate themselves, self-indulgent... Are they completely sinking into the sea of ​​desire, or relying on the unsatisfaction in their hearts, The anger in my heart comes out of failure again? Is it wiser to give up on the occasion, or to support it uncontrollably is more profound? Achilles, let me see it."

He pointed out his finger for the first time, it was also light, and it was also a meteor falling on this battlefield.

Behind the prince, the butterfly clothes of light also slowly unfolded.

The battlefield between him and her was once again opened... No matter the black matter, the darkness and the spiritual sins used for it, they didn't care about this battlefield, who was right and who was wrong, there was only this battle in his eyes.

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"But regardless of whether they can get out of failure, whether they sink into the ocean of desire or not, they also have pain that cannot be erased in their hearts. There is always something missing in their hearts. What happens after success, and what happens after failure again. How? It seems that this is no longer a question of persistence, but a question of a certain belief in the heart that has already collapsed... What is the meaning of living? No relatives, no family, no friends, alone... What is the meaning of your existence? You Are you still planning to continue searching?"

In the thunder electric light style, the dusk was stunned... suddenly from the cockpit, with the butterfly wings behind him, he began to gallop over the battlefield.

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"But when you can find it, you should have it all, after trying and failing, experiencing success, and having an experience that ordinary people can't imagine, what else do you want to pursue, who is condescending? What will the dream look like? Let me see too."

In the depths of the Dongyuan battleship, there were only a few small lights in the flashing room, and it suddenly became dim...but after a while, brilliance began to flood the room.

The Dragon Emperor stood up from his throne, and after his half-human and half-monster-like body, he also unfolded a pair of beautiful butterfly wings.

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In the wind, the battleship came out of the supremacy, and a figure slowly landed, and Tiyarma asked Zhao Nan gently: "Is this enough?"

He just shook his head.