"Maybe...even you don't know how much time you have gone through. In other words, you can't imagine how many you die on this land."

A dazzling bright red appeared on the other end of the desert, and the breeze drove the long hair to rise.

The goddess of death walked towards this side with a gentle pace.

Behind him, there were a few vague figures...

The one who was hunched and was moving all over was Chen Xiao.

Behind him, the one who was nearly twice the height of an ordinary person was Bai Xiong.

The craftsman was still calm and quiet, and the long sword streaked across the sky, leaving a slight roar.

Saito's eyes couldn't help but follow the light of his followers looking behind him...

In the sky far away, a huge tornado stood above the clouds, and lightning and thunder formed a huge black hole. The sand and soil everywhere rotated and rose, and were sucked in by it.

Apart from that, the world is no longer empty.

Ziliang looked at the people walking towards him in the distance and said to himself:

"Although numbers are just a code name created by people to facilitate their understanding of the universe, it has to be said that once this thing is given meaning, it can be self-consistent in most occasions.

For example...number [1]."

"After you die, you will automatically take over you, probably to ensure that what you see and hear will not be interrupted, so unless you automatically stop this function, this 'replacement mechanism' will automatically run.

To be clearer is...

If one dies, then the other will appear. This process is spontaneous, so it only takes your consciousness to think that you are dead.

So...let's do a simple math problem.

After one dies, two will appear, and after two dies... there will be four.

Do you still remember how many times did you die in the previous illusion? Tens of thousands of times? Or hundreds of thousands or millions?

You don't go back to count at all. In short, in that illusion, your bones have already piled up into mountains and blood has flowed into rivers.

However, in fact, those who died were not dead at all, and they all entered the same illusion.

Among those hundreds of thousands of your illusions, there are hundreds of thousands of you who die again, and then your rebirth mechanism will summon more and more you to fill the gap in time.

In other words, the four you who are born because of the illusion, each of them will give birth to the other four..."

Ziliang said, turning his head and looking at the [Time], which was completely dead on the ground.

"Maybe your brain is really not that smart, but even so, you should be able to figure it out! Four... and four, that's 16, and then 256.

To be honest, this simple operation doesn't sound scary, but if it is really implemented, it is quite amazing, so amazing that in two hours, you have filled the entire plane, and in the next second, you will almost burst out all the sin capital connected together.

So there is no way...we can only kill you, get cramps and skins, and then crush your bones and ashes. Fortunately, because Salina is here, it is not too difficult to kill you, but you are too many, too many, your ashes and flesh are almost filling this plane, so we have to create a vacuum cleaner."

Ziliang bent down and grabbed a handful of blood-red gravel beside Saito, opened his hand, and the fine ash was sucked into the huge hole in the sky with the wind.

"We worked very hard to kill you, we were all tired, exhausted every minute and every second, but... we were all very happy.

I never felt that destroying a living body was so comfortable and so happy.

Finally, we succeeded! We killed all of you, from every second, to every year, to ten years, and a hundred years, to the moment when the universe differentiated you...

And I... carefully saved you, for fear that you would die before you knew it."

"You lied to me!! You lied to me!!" Saito roared again, and he grabbed the pendant on his chest and shouted: "Stop it all!!"

However, nothing happened, the wind continued, and the dust was still flying.

"Reversal, time will turn me back!!"

Saito dropped the hourglass in his hand, but suddenly, he finally noticed that the hourglass of time had already been empty.

Ziliang looked at the other party: "You can continue to struggle for a while, but I can tell you sincerely that all your abilities are exhausted now. You are just the most ordinary and most ordinary person now.

So, do you want to know why I left you at the end but didn't kill you?

......because......

You haven't experienced the pain yet.

When you die, you are in the illusion. They just die and then disappear... This is really cheap for you.

So, I thoughtfully collected all these pains... not a single bit of it was spared."

Speaking of this, Salina and others finally came over.

"There is no more, there is only this one left." Chen Xiao said with certainty.

"Yes, thank you for your hard work," Ziliang said, "There is only one last step left."

As he said that, another figure walked out from behind several people.

It was a man wearing waiter's costume, squinted his eyes, and a polite smile on his lips.

"Next, I'll leave it to you." Ziliang said lightly.

"As you wish." The bartender smiled, took a step forward, and came to Saito.

"No...don't come here!!! Ahhhh! Don't come here!!!"

The bartender's face was as usual, and he put his body down and looked at the other person with a smile.

"Long time no see, I don't know if you still remember me... But no matter what, you can call me "Barner"."

"You know, I basically won't walk out of my small bar, but Ziliang said that there was a nearly endless pain here, and I wanted me to inspect it... At first I didn't believe it, but when I heard it was you, I came here willingly."

Speaking of this... the bartender stretched out a hand and gently attached it to Saito's forehead.

“This pain is really delicious and delicious, I can’t even bear to share it with you.

However, since this pain belongs to you...

Please enjoy it slowly.”

Before he finished speaking... the bartender opened his eyes slightly.

There were no eyeballs in the thin slit of the eyelids.

Only two hot flames were burning in the hollow eye sockets.

The pain of carrying countless deaths rushed into the depths of Saito's soul fiercely at this moment.

No one knows what it would be like to accept this pain at one time.

In short... Saito frozen in this moment. He was as if he was imprisoned by time, and he was spread on the ground blankly... His eyes were empty and he looked at the sky.

The wind and sand continued to sweep, and the blood-red ashes passed through his body, gradually burying him.

Several people watched the scene quietly... without saying a word.

That's it, it took a long time.

finally......

"What after?"

Ziliang thought about it...

"I'm tired, take a break."

He said, then turned around and quietly pushed open the door of his hospital.

Everyone followed in.

Several figures... disappeared into the junction of light and darkness in the door.
Chapter completed!