“No!”

An Yang's painful roar, he burst out of infinite power, people leap up, fists on the head of the creator, this contains Anyang's anger, pain, hatred and hope a fist, in the middle of each other.

Like a broken kite, the creator flew more than a hundred meters away, and the body smashed a few meters wide pit on the road, so that his calm face finally showed surprise.

A blood from his mouth was wiped off by the Creator.

The prophet once said that the world was designed by Anyan himself, and in this world, he could unleash the most powerful power.

Now this blow, even let the prophet burst with all his strength and can't hurt the creator, and he sheds blood.

The Creator is not interested in all of this.

He jumped up, staring at the opponent who had fallen into a state of outburst, and was very interested in the strength he had just exerted: “How did you do it?”

Anyon, however, took care of so much that she hugged Hasna before she fell to the ground.She was pale, her blood had stained her clothes red, and the inorganic part was making a living, but Anyan could still feel the passage of her life.

Unlike the Creators World, the Creator attacks the Source of the creature.Based on the information he obtained from the data center, everything he recruited was dead.

Hasina did not show too much pain, she fell in love to look at him, still encouraging: "Beat him, you must be able to do it!" 」

“Hang on!”Anyang is now in no-love, "I will take you to a safe place!"

One by one, they disappeared.

The Creator went to the place where they had disappeared, and the invasion of the world had not yet reached its full extent, and it was impossible to trace where they had gone for the time being.

Managers appeared from around, and they cast their eyes to ask.

The Creator looked back at the end of Anyan's direction and calmly said, "He will come back sooner or later, and it will all soon come to the end."

...

Anyon took Hasna back to the park.

Strangely, it is still the sunset afterglow scenery, different from the lifeless night on the data center, it is a little more angry.

Anyon took her in her arms and sat down.

“Coughing up.”The movement of the sitting caused Hasna to cough for a while, but also looked around in surprise: "I didn't expect us to come back."

"Don't worry, you'll be fine."Anyang said so, but there was no cure in her heart, and her life continued to pass.

"I know my own situation."Hasna barely spoke, and An Yang couldn’t bear to say, “Don’t talk!”

“I’m sorry...” She said apologetically, trying to remember it all with her eyes wide open: “I can only walk with you here.”

"Don't give up!Don't leave me!"Anyon hugged her, and Hasna could feel several drops of warm liquid falling on her face, stirring memories of her life.

"My name is Hasna, and I thank you for saving me."She had a lot of courage, but he just had a cool response.

“But I can’t do it!”She cried out when she was injured, and he said, “I’ll give you a chance!”

"I don't ask much, I just want to protect you."When she finished, he laughed at all.

"Do what you feel is right, and I will always support you."His world is only for him.

"You'll get to the end, but I can only walk with you here."

...

The rest of her life is shared, the scene of the past is still in front of her eyes, there are beautiful and bitter, but the end is not able to escape prophecy.

"I've spoken."Hasna's voice became very light and light, she could not accompany him to the end, she was so tired, she was no longer powerful.

“You have not!”An Yang shook his head and shouted, “You still have a chance!”Please!You can come back...yes, you can come back again!”

He thought of a way, not necessarily to succeed.

Sacrifice will also be great.

But he didn’t want their story to be tragic, his choices, his adventures that could not be allowed to bear the consequences, and he closed his eyes and put his hand on Hasna.

A datatic scene is unfolding, and he has preserved the part that belongs to her soul.

But it also accelerated her disappearance, and she finally disappeared like a scattered rainbow in his arms, leaving no trace except for the smell that still haunted her.

Angie stood up again.

He left the independent space, absorbed all the things left by the prophets, and let the nest move towards pure energy, and the trillion consciousnesses fused into one.

He abandoned everything he knew.

The manager, the worm-monger consciousness, the human race, the ideal of perfection... after all, it is only a stumbling block that prevents him from going down the purest path.

Everything is turned into energy to concentrate on him.

The energy man, known as the pinnacle of intelligent life, is realized in him.

In the pure energy state, he has unimaginable ability, time, space or basic rules are difficult to restrain him, he can borrow the energy of space to modify the cosmological constant.

He can make the speed of light 10 kilometers per hour in a specified space, he can also make the speed of light of 1 million kilometers per second, he can modify the Planck constant, but also can modify the infinite non-circulation value.

Although not yet powerful enough to change everything, he could do so much in a limited amount of time—first he summoned intelligence.

Intelligence knows nothing about what happened to him when he left: "I just lost your place."

“I know.”Anyon’s story is long, but the intelligence quickly understood: “You mean I’m part of your revision too?”

“Yes, that is the only way to be outside the control of the Creator.”Anyan said to him, "Now I need you to help me with me on a key thing."

“Say it.”The intelligent attitude is still cheerful, strictly speaking, it serves Anyan, and does not fully comply with the laws of the Creator.

To this extent, Anjan is its creator.

"We're going to start again."

...

He is a hot star, he is boiling energy, he can break through the stern of space and dimension, he can easily use the energy of the universe, he is a star of the blazing flame, he is a black hole that devours all things, and he is close to the omnipotent god.

Part of the truth of this world has been revealed, he has the power of the Creator, the flame on his body in the next moment, came to a blue planet, the familiar distance between the sun and the moon, the unchanging mountains and rivers, but there is still a gap from his era.

Time is not a problem, it is accelerating forward, countless years of memory is emerging, he sees the mirror of himself, the simple pursuit of low-level creatures, the lonely soul of life, the dream jump in the mind, but it doesn't matter, this is what he needs.

The energy condensed into a material shell, and he waited quietly on the roof.But in fact, his thoughts have drifted with the flow of galaxies composed of countless suns floating, floating in the center of the universe and on its edge of the moment transferred to it, countless constants are changing.

The Creator will not take into account, for sooner or later it will come back, the manager may intervene, but before him it is only the simplest destruction - the world is not absolutely perfect, he has enough authority to influence the whole system.

On the sky, it all starts here.He had been happy, he had been proud, he had been desperate, but now he was going to abandon distractions, he had to bring all order back to its original state, he needed to accomplish a great event like never before.

The young man's figure had set foot on the heaven, and his burning eyes were condensed on his body - he carried the bottle in his hand, the clothes were cluttered, and his face was filled with anger and unwillingness to life's dissatisfaction, and suddenly shouted: "Old son must mix and become famous!"

In the shadow behind him, Anjan pointed to him, the flame that condensed on himself was stripped away and rushed to him, the invisible soul was burning, the procedurally he had died, and he longed for the real that he would be reborn here.

The desolate world surrounded by yellow sand, that is her hometown.That night, the moon star was rare, a pair of star-like blue eyes on the window sill staring at the sky, and her face was written with a hint of sadness about the future, the yearning for a free life and the contradiction of faith.

Boiling thoughts leaped here, the eyes in the night sky silently looked at her, a flame fell on her body, her eyes were somewhat deficient, and there was a little more in her indelible in her heart.But it doesn’t matter, the seeds have been planted and will one day take root.

Thoughts frozen in time and space flew into the air, and two gleaming souls in the night were fading together, and he was staring at the scene in the high sky, as if something important had left him forever, and the empty drive shell had only left the memory of the past.

The intelligent layout is unfolding: “I will delete all active memories, only back up data related to civilized order, and maintain minimal interference.”

“Do that.”

"Nice to meet you."

“Me too.”

The friendship accumulated over countless years, at the moment when one side is about to end, is finally completed with a consistent understanding, no nonsense, no talk, but the understanding contained in this is self-evident.

The intelligent two-dimensional expansion enveloped the blue planet, and the sound of the sky echoed in the mind of the heavenly youth: “Will you make changes?”

“Yes, of course!”

"Very good, dear manager."

...

He was still watching.

At last he remembered that he would be alone, and that he had repulsed all the panics he could feel and nostalgia a little.Now, the night was about to recede, the stars in the sky were sparse, and the morning brilliance buried the old memories in the grave.

His soul is still there.

But his mind will go far away, chasing the ultimate truth.