my universe in a bottle

Chapter 178 The real mastermind behind the scenes

Destroy us!

Everyone is terrified by this sentence.

They did not expect that this ancient friendly existence who seemed to know everything would say such terrifying words.

To exterminate human society in this era, a flat tone is like exterminating a bunch of unsatisfactory bugs on the side of the road.

Only then did they realize that they might have been too presumptuous and overestimated the other party's kindness.

To say that it is to destroy this ancient remnant of doomsday reincarnation and rescue them is just to end the grievances with the old enemy back then.

It's not that they deliberately do something for them humans, and want to be their patron saint.

From the beginning to the end, their world is nothing more than a pile of new ant nests that suddenly pop up from the weeds on the roadside in the eyes of the other party.

There used to be old friends, but there were only old friends.

If it is not pleasing to the eye and is eliminated, this ant nest will soon reappear in batches, which is nothing at all.

Civilizations and races are as numerous as grass.

At the same time, thinking about it carefully, just now they received the shock of "the world is fake, and their own life is fake", and their outlook on life collapsed. They were too excited to give such an extreme answer.

Nostalgic for the original race?
Get back to your original self?
I don't even know what race I am, so how can I be attached to it?

In essence, I just don't want to accept this forcedly accepted racial identity, some causal disputes with other worlds, meet the possible enemies of civilization, and don't want to face this terrible ancient monarch in front of me as an opponent for revenge.

A good analogy for this situation is:

The android parents tried their best to raise the adopted child, but the child took the parents' property and saw a terrible patricide.

The child immediately said to the tombstone:
"This enemy is too powerful. If I can't take revenge for killing my father, what face do I have to be your son! It's better to sever the relationship between father and son, and take revenge for killing my father in the next life."

I ran away with the money backhanded, saying that I wanted to get back to myself, looking for my biological parents, and my true identity.

What a stupid answer.

Now many people reacted immediately.

In the eyes of Noklonn, the ancient enemy he admired—"Dream Clothes" Hekris, unexpectedly found such a ridiculous, greedy, despicable and hypocritical descendant, no wonder he wanted to destroy it.

If it were them, so should they be.

After figuring this stuff out, the whole of social media, all the remaining survivors, were yelling at the digital screens.

"do not want!"

"Please let me go!"

"Angelier is talking fast, he doesn't represent us!"

"Since we are human beings, of course we have the obligation to be human! Inherit the mission!"

"What race we were originally, we have long forgotten. How could we be unwilling to become such a powerful race?"

Countless people were shouting, hoping the other party could hear them.

This remote ancient god is simply powerful and pure, bombarding everything with the most direct power.

The God of Dream Clothes who created this land is obviously a different kind of time distortion, using the deepest and most realistic dreams to interfere with reality, obviously a very powerful existence!
But this kind of gaudy existence still couldn't hold back the opponent's fist.

"ridiculous."

Noklon shook his head.

He punched the moon in the distance.

Boom!

The crystal wall shattered a gap in vain.

Wails appeared above, and amidst the screams, a tall alien surrounded by a halo of the moon suddenly shattered.

"No! Listen to me—" the figure yelled.

Fist wind swept across.

become nothingness.

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, the old should not be nostalgic for the old."

He withdrew his fist and looked calmly:

"The two of you have already passed away. Old friends, why do you want to fight so much? You still want to use tricks to fight against the times. Why don't you punch me first."

The existence on the moon disappeared in an instant, and even the sound of begging for mercy and screaming could not be uttered.

Let the survivors of the whole earth feel terrified!
What kind of conspiracy and tricks, the two behind-the-scenes masters who have been fighting for thousands or tens of thousands of years, don't even listen to what you have to say, and punch me first.

simple.

rough.

Showy, conspiratorial tricks, they are all about punching me first.

Nuokorn suddenly looked up at the sky, "Old enemies, you and I have been entangled with you for many years. In history, geniuses are so prosperous, and there are only you and me. Are you there? This cycle of reincarnation should also be broken. "

He continued to punch and punch.

"Wait!" The mysterious phantom in butterfly clothes exploded quickly and turned into nothingness. Terrifying energy quickly erupted and swept across the entire land.

bump!
Still can't escape the punch.

the other end.

Wharton and the others were already desperate, showing horrified eyes.

"The next punch, it's our turn!"

"Quick restart!"

"Rebooting doesn't help, time machine may be all gone"

"The energy is exploding, and it may be used for the last time. Regardless of whether it is useful or not, this is our last resort!!"

"'Dream Clothes' Hekris! We pray to you! We are willing to continue your civilization and become the one you love. Please give us another reincarnation!"

The survivors quickly entered the basement.

Li Qing looked at them quietly, without stopping, but paused for a moment.

He suddenly sensed something. When all the brilliance dissipated, the giant walked out step by step, holding the remnant soul of the god of dream clothes that fell from the sky in his arms. The other party had closed his eyes and gradually turned into nothingness.

People finally saw the real face of 'Dream Clothes' Hekris.

That face turned out to be the mechanical princess Xi Wei.

The man said: "Since you still want to give them a chance, then as you wish, I will not stop this last time and fulfill your last wish."

wow-

In the next moment, time freezes and the world pauses.

The whole world becomes a stop motion animation.

The people shouted, roared, despaired, and cried bitterly, all pressing the pause button.

At the same time, flesh and blood spaceships and various mysterious mechanical creatures poured out of the crystal wall, and began to restart the entire land.

Those who are now dead are resurrected.

Everything is back to eight years ago.

History has been rewritten, regressed, and rewritten, and all human beings have returned to the six hours before the doomsday erupted.

"That is, that is!!"

Wharton and the others were dumbfounded.

The reversal of this historical truth, when they saw the true face of Hekris in the 'Dream Clothes', all of them fell silent.

Yes.

A dream, how could the dreamer not be in it?

Because what was dreamed was originally the revolving door of the dreamer's life, the most profound experience of that person's past life.

It's just unexpected that the black hand behind the scenes, the dreamer is the mechanical princess Xi Wei, and she is so powerful in the distant future after the end.

This place turned out to be reincarnation caused by her obsession.

(End of this chapter)