Ninja at the top of the food chain

Chapter 1225 Faith
The white clone frowned, breathing heavily, the more she thought about it, the more she felt out of breath. Even though strictly speaking, she no longer needed oxygen to survive, she still felt a sense of suffocation gradually enveloping her chest.

At the same time, eyes, ears, mouth, nose, limbs and torso... all over the body, dense cracks spread out, and strands of white light diffused from it, as if something was eager to get out.

There was a sudden change, Luo Hou's expression moved slightly, and the particles that were about to launch stopped. After careful observation, the white clone seemed to understand something after a while, and the corners of his mouth slightly opened, showing a satisfied smile.

"Divine..."

"Is it true that you say no with your mouth, but your subconscious mind is honest?"

With a flick of the wrist, the particles dissipated, and Luo Hou slowly floated down from the sky and landed not far from the white clone. At the same time, the particles that were hovering around the periphery of the moon and spinning at superluminal speed, used to tear apart time and space, also stopped quickly .

In the dark depths of the universe, white light gathered more and more, gradually evolving into a ball of light, and the white clone loomed in it. Her face was full of ferociousness, her facial features were distorted, as if she was suffering extreme pain, as if she was going to explode in the next second .

Luo Hou stared at the white avatar for a while, with emotion and relief on his face, this kind of fierce confrontation between humanity and divinity, even though he didn't see much due to his experience, as expected...

This guy Lei Luo really has great potential, and it's not in vain that he and Ji have spent so much effort. To be honest, what he said today may be more than the sum of his past 100 years, but it is very worthwhile.

"When you complete your transformation, I think we will be companions, then..."

After a pause, Luo Hou's eyes were slightly closed, and he was thinking about something. After a while, there was a gleam of coldness in his eyes, and there was a hint of anticipation in it, so he mumbled to himself:

"The probability of success in usurping power must be much higher."

As he spoke, a look of emotion appeared on his face.

"Patriarch...you have held the "key" for so long, it's time..."

"It's time to abdicate to Xian."

The unintentional words revealed some secret information. The relationship between Luo Hou and Ji Du did not seem to be purely superior and inferior, and the Datongmu clan was far from being as simple as it is currently known.

Recruiting Lei Luo was a plan made by Ji Du, but due to some unknown circumstances, it was entrusted to Luo Hou to execute. The various connections in it undoubtedly reveal a lot of information, which is worth analyzing and trying to figure out, but it's a pity...

Deeply caught in the confrontation between humanity and divinity, the white avatar who has no time to care about the external situation is doomed not to hear Luo Hou's words. This unexpected arrival, the battle between himself and himself is extremely complicated and dangerous.

If one is not good, the white clone will, as Alaya said, abandon the last trace of humanity and transform into an absolutely rational god. At that time, she can be a blade of grass, a stone, a beam of light, or a ray of light. Breeze, but only...

won't be that...

People who care about the original world and human civilization... people.

In the empty spiritual ocean, there is a boundless white light. The sea is gray and the sky is white. At the junction of the sea and the sky, the small figure of the white avatar stands silently, silent and silent.

Lower your head, and the reflections at your feet reflect faces, either familiar or unfamiliar, and looking around, everyone is looking at you, and the expressions on their faces include admiration, reverence, envy, and disgust .

Listening carefully, all kinds of whispers linger in my ears, one after another, endlessly, either praying, thanking, praising, or crying. However, there are also vague reprimands and curses mixed in.

Through an inexplicable bond, some like blood dissolving in water, and some like empathy, the white avatar understood the existence of the gray ocean, and also understood the essence of those reflections.

Ash, neither black nor white, has nothing and nothing, symbolizes the dust left after the flame burns, symbolizes that everything will wither eventually, and also symbolizes...the eternal death will come, and nothing can escape.

The ocean formed by the gray liquid is naturally the embodiment of time.

The reflection is the imprint left by everyone related to her, or the emotional sustenance, or the spread of expectations, or the chains of hatred, which is essentially the embodiment of belief.

It is precisely because of the existence of each reflection that the stream can grow into an ocean.

Wanting to understand this, the white avatar raised his head blankly, staring blankly at the top of his head, looking at the endless, boundless, soft white light swaying down from the sky.

So... what is it?

The radiance covered the body, feeling very warm and comfortable. The white clone closed his eyes enjoying himself. In a trance, he realized many things and understood many unknown problems.

What exactly is time?How big is infinity?What does the heat death of the universe look like?How is quantum formed?What was the world like before the birth of the singularity?What will become of the unification of the four great forces?latitude, chord, mass point...

what is this?what is that?why……

Somehow, there seems to be an answer.

If you can choose, the white clone really wants to sink here, realize the existence of truth, and never open your eyes again, even if your body melts and disintegrates a little under the white light, it will not hesitate.

But at this moment, a roar came, waking her up suddenly:

"Hey! What's going on here?" Opening his eyes suddenly, a figure in black appeared on the sea in front of him, frowning and looking at himself, it was the main body who did not know when to come.

"Why are you here?" Inexplicably, the white clone's eyes dodged a little.

"What do you mean "Why am I here?"? The monthly contact, why are you so late this time? And these things..." Lei Luo squinted his eyes, looked up at the sky, and looked a little vigilant:

"I don't know when the spiritual space will be so bright."

"Could it be that... something happened to the β world line?"

Under the framework of the two-in-one, Bai Fen's body and mind moved, and she instantly understood the main body's worries. She wanted to evade hastily, but the confusion lingering in her heart still made her hesitate to ask:

"The main body...I want to know...we are now..."

"Exactly...what are you fighting for?"

Lei Luo was taken aback for a moment, stared at the white avatar carefully for a while, stroked his chin thoughtfully, and replied a little strangely: "Of course I can't understand the behavior of the Otsutsuki clan, and I can't bear it..."

"Someone is domineering on my head, wanton shit."

While talking, Lei Luo stepped forward, raised his arms, and said with a sneer: "Through the time travel, we have fought for three generations, killed daimyo, and pacified all countries. !"

(End of this chapter)