Text Chapter 1387 Now, on the Battlefield (5)

Lying under the tree, watching the dappled light scattering from between the leaves, and slowly starting to dim... That is the result of the darkness from the sky spreading.

Tialma reached out 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 seemed unable to even move her body.

"Collapse and despair... From another concept, it should be the beauty of destruction... Ahem, cough, cough."

Seemingly unable to sit up even slightly, Tialma sighed softly and closed her eyes.

This will allow him to hear some sounds more clearly... in a small forest that has not yet been destroyed somewhere on this battlefield. But maybe it will be destroyed soon, either by those guys who have liberated all the spiritual patterns, or by a few other guys who have developed the power mode of the eighth era to its limit, or by those black substances... Who knows?

But before that, she heard footsteps coming.

Two different footsteps, and one of them was her own footsteps... Tialma opened her eyes with difficulty.

Watch.

Looking at the other Tialma who came with the Nightmare Lord...the other self who had managed the Star Spirit World for a long time as the Lord of the Guardian Hall.

Suddenly seeing another Tialma, falling to the ground so weakly, a trace of doubt flashed in the Nightmare Lord's eyes. But she didn't intend to ask anything, she just looked at the person next to her quietly and walked under the tree.

"How much time do you have left?"

"One day? Or a few hours... not much more." Tialma said weakly as she lay on the ground.

The crouched man nodded, put his hand in his, and held the other person's hand: "I'll leave you for an hour, okay?"

"That's really luxurious..." Tialma, who was lying on the ground, smiled slightly. He laughed at himself: "Is it true that I am the most tolerant person to myself?"

She didn't say anything as she knelt down, but the connection between her hands conveyed everything. She stood up from squatting on the ground and said softly: "Let me witness until the end...you are tired."

They looked at each other silently, as if they were looking at themselves in the mirror. Later, Tialma arrived with the Nightmare Lord. So he left with the Nightmare Monarch.

And the other her will eventually dissipate in this place.

She stretched out her hand and slowly touched the clothes on her body, and suddenly sat up - almost like a flashback, such an action would even shorten the limited time again.

She took out an extremely beautifully packaged box from the void, and her time was shortened again.

Then the box was opened and time began to shrink again.

She took out her chopsticks and time began to shrink again.

Every move is at the cost of time, constantly shrinking...

And what's inside that box. I don’t know when it was grilled, but now, although the taste has not changed, it has already cooled down, completely cooled down.

No matter how many times I ate it, I still couldn't bear to finish more than half of it... grilled fish.

But there is a discordant sound, which is breaking the last peace and immersion at this moment.

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

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

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

"What?"

"Eat! You must eat whenever you are alive! You have to eat when you are hungry, so should you eat even before you die? Those black mud-like things cannot be broken through. The things contained in the darkness behind are different. It will kill us both in a few minutes...it’s a dead end, why don’t we eat enough before we die?”

"Brother Caolos. You seem to be right? But...are we humans?"

"Meow meow!! You idiot, idiot... Oh, beautiful lady, are you here enjoying this delicious food?"

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

Tialma was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly: "I can't finish it... If you don't mind, I can share it with you. Just a little bit. Long time no see, Caolos, Alsef."

The fat cat who came and rolled away, as well as the stupid beast of disaster, were stunned for a moment. Almost in unison: "Do you know me?"

Tialma smiled slightly and said: "Of course... one of you is the future pet, and the other is Anya's pet... In fact, they are both my family's pets. They have been since a long, long time ago. "

"Although I feel like you're talking nonsense, it's true that I, Master Cat, was once that little girl's pet. As for this idiot Al Pig, it was indeed the pet of the three goddesses of destiny... But why is it yours? ?”

Tialma said softly at this time: "I didn't expect to see you two in the end... This kind of incalculable unknown is indeed... So, I invite you to eat these, but can you do me a favor? There is a place I want to go, but there is really nothing I can do given the current situation.”

As the saying goes, eating people is short-handed... These two favored gods who are full of malice are naturally not such guys. The more they can eat and drink together, the better.

Unexpectedly, Chaoros nodded subconsciously: "I don't have anywhere to go anyway. You decide, where to go?"

There is always a very intimate feeling... Lazy Cat began to mutter in his heart.

"In the sky, the new world-shaking battleship in the sky." Tiarma slowly raised her hand and pointed to a certain place in the sky: "Always there, always watching there... As long as you pass that height."

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"The impact is still not strong enough..."

Watching all this happen quietly, Zhao Nan closed his eyes gently and took a breath. For him, just breathing like this can already smell the air... the entire battlefield, the entire wind world, what is contained. The concentration of something he needs.

Even including the darkness coming from the fifth layer, the matter coming from the upper layer. The scale in his heart still maintains its original appearance, and does not say that it will tilt to one side.

"Humans love to fight... This warlike nature has always been hidden in their hearts, thousands of reincarnations, tens of thousands of dreams, and it remains unchanged."

His eyes fell on a corner of the battlefield. It was the battlefield of Osfin and Valkini, and their opponents were so powerful. After all, as a member of the awakened, they were able to activate the full-level spiritual pattern.

"When you encounter a stronger opponent, an opponent you can't defeat, your desire to win will become stronger... Because of fighting, people will continue to improve, and that civilization will continue to develop, develop..."

The fierce battle with the full-level spiritual pattern suddenly seemed to stop, and another ancient arcanist and another sky swordsman both fell to the ground.

Osfin and Valkini were back to back. It seemed that only this method could prevent them from falling.

But I couldn't see a trace of failure in their eyes... What they had was probably the never-ending fighting spirit, even if they failed countless times.

"And in the process of progress, only those who never give up and persist to the end can have the qualification of brilliance." Zhao Nan silently looked at the panting figures of Osphen and Valkini, slowly stretched out his hand, and pointed out two points of light, "Please remember this never give up. Keep reaching the end... Senior brother, senior sister."

When two points of light suddenly shot out from the sky. When they flashed and disappeared like a meteor shower, some wonderful changes were happening to Osphen and Valkini.

I can feel a new kind of strength, which began to surge from my limbs and from the bottom of my heart. The source of this strength is...the never-give-up: courage.

"I always feel that I can continue to fight...Wife, can you fight hard again?"

"How many times. No matter how many times, I will accompany you."

The two held hands, and behind them were the butterfly wings like their opponents Phoenix Sasha and Mei Ge...double flying wings.

"Even if I fail a hundred times, I won't regret it!"/"Even if I die a thousand times, I will go!"

He and she turned into light, turned into flying butterflies, 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 successful person, there are countless losers. They are unwilling, they are indignant, they are furious, and they shout in failure. They ask themselves that they are not less courageous than the successful people, and they even have boundless courage."

Then look at the other corner of the battlefield, the prince who completely released all the anger of all his thoughts, and the blood-sucking queen who stubbornly activated the full range of spiritual pattern power first.

Their battlefield is the first, and their battlefield is still continuing.

"Pain, unwillingness, confusion. So most losers begin to sink, or get lost, following the desires in their hearts, unable to extricate themselves, self-indulgent... In the end, will they completely sink into the sea of ​​desire, or rely on the resentment and anger in their hearts to come out of failure again? Is it wiser to give up when the opportunity arises, or is it more profound to hold on without knowing one's own ability? Achilles, let me see it."

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

Behind His Royal Highness, the butterfly clothes of light also slowly unfolded.

The battlefield between him and her was opened again...No matter the black matter, or the darkness and evil spirits used, they never cared about who was right and who was wrong on this battlefield, and only saw this battle.

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“But no matter whether they can get out of failure or sink into the ocean of **, they have indelible pain in their hearts, and there is always something missing in their hearts. What if they succeeded, and what if they failed again? This seems to be 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 life? No relatives, no family, no friends, alone… What is the meaning of your existence? Do you still plan to continue searching?”

In the thunder and lightning style, Huang Hun was in a trance… He suddenly jumped out of the cockpit and began to fly on the battlefield with the butterfly wings behind him.

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"But when you have found it, when you have everything, after you have tried and failed, experienced success, and had an experience that is unimaginable to ordinary people, what else do you want to pursue? Yours? What will the dream be like? Let me see."

Deep in the Dongyuan battleship, the few small lights in the room that kept flickering suddenly became dim... but soon after, the room began to fill with brilliance.

The Dragon Emperor stood up from his throne, and behind his half-human, half-monster body, he spread out a pair of beautiful butterfly wings.

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In the wind, from the top of the battleship, a figure slowly descended. Tialma asked Zhao Nan gently: "Is this enough?"

He just shook his head. (To be continued.)