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No one can truly despair; even a closed and numb heart can still feel pain and hope.

Lu Mingfei realized that he had only ever regarded Chen Motong as his lifeline.

What Nono gave him in that screening room, though not love, was indeed an unintentional and genuine expression of kindness.

He held onto Nuonuo tightly, hoping to use her to prove the kindness of the world.

But this obsession ultimately destroyed everything, blinding and deafening him, and costing him tenfold or even a hundredfold.

He still has a chance to start over.

"Okay, okay, whatever you say. Let's do it again, alright?"

Let me make it clear first: even for the Black King, resetting the world comes at a price.

Secondly, your memories will fade. What's the point of starting over?

The angry little devil snapped his fingers, the Black King flapped his wings, and time began to reverse.

Forget? We can't forget, some things we absolutely must never forget!

This time, we must ensure she lives!

Think of a solution quickly...

The bronze pillar of the icy sea that records everything.

He grabbed the living creature from the bronze pillar, since its main body was too big to carry around.

Lu Mingfei lost the body of the Black King and turned back into an ordinary human boy, forced to run wildly along the reversed timeline.

Time seems to be flowing backward faster and faster, and everything from the past is like a fleeting moment.

"Eri! Tachibana Masamune is the King General, execute him with Judgment!"

Lu Mingfei roared in the world of reverse flow, but at that moment Erii was intently playing King of Fighters with her brother.

No, he has to change something.

"Senior brother! Humans and dragons can talk... cough cough cough!"

Lu Mingfei was panting heavily from running and choked on his own saliva.

He felt as if he were back in the 5000-meter race at his school sports meet many years ago, with his mother shouting behind him, "Run forward, don't look back!"

My heart pounded like a war drum, my steps were heavy, yet my soul felt light.

You need to step up this time and change something, you bastard.

He ran wildly, slapping the bronze urn with his hands.

"Old Tang, Old Tang! Don't fucking sleep, or I won't kill you!"

"Can't we play another game of StarCraft, sit down and talk it over?"

Upon hearing a slight movement from the bottle, Lu Mingfei's expression turned to ecstasy. Lu Mingze, standing nearby, murmured:

“You took the picture upside down; Norton sleeps on the other side.”

"what?"

Lu Mingfei fell face-first into the mud, the bronze history book slipped from his hand and drifted away into the reversed timeline, its whereabouts unknown.

You tripped me just now!

This little creature is running around everywhere; please don't just hand it over to Herzog.

"Go to Shilan Middle School! Tell me everything you've memorized!"

The spirit can't speak, otherwise people would point and whisper at him.

It's just a living being; all the historical data is stored in the pillar. This is the retribution for sleeping through your alchemy classes every day.

Amidst deep melancholy and the arrogant laughter of the little devils, Lu Mingfei rolled back to the origin of time: the internet cafe downstairs from his uncle's house.

The air was filled with the smell of cheap cigarettes and other strange odors from various unidentified ingredients, and there was a half-empty bottle of nutritional drink next to me.

Let's play another game of StarCraft. The opponent is a newbie, his name is... Han Li?

Chapter 86 The Last Hero

Lu Mingfei's body was already close to collapse after only two transactions with the little devil. This was the price he paid for a second chance.

The reset time not only used up the last quarter, but also went over budget.

The history narrator returned to Shilan Middle School, the Dragon King Constantine woke up early, and the butterfly flapped its wings.

"Susie didn't die this time. I won't let you die either."

Luo Yin said earnestly.

His stomach ached whenever he thought about that period of history. Chu Zihang, you've done so many terrible things!

Oh no, Odin has done all sorts of bad things!

"But things have still come to this point, and war is still unavoidable."

The Black King's return is unstoppable, and the war that will determine the fate of the world is inevitable.

"No, let's think about those who are still alive first."

Ye Sheng, Aki, Professor Mans, Norton, Constantine, Xia Mi, Fenrir, Aso Makoto, Genjiro, Genjiro, Erii... Susie...

Getting better.

"Come, let me tell you my plan. Only you can make it happen."

Luo Yin whispered a few words in Lu Mingfei's ear; the plan didn't seem complicated. He knew there was someone else listening to his plan.

"You are the one he chose, you are the only one who can become a god."

"But will he agree to this plan?"

Luo Yin gave me a look as if I were an idiot. You're asking me this question?

The little devil did not respond.

Seeing that Lu Mingfei was in a dominant position, Luo Yin naturally understood that the new king needed Lu Mingfei's presence.

He himself is incomplete, needing human souls to complete Himself, or to complete a human being. And the new king chose the latter.

"He's like the missing half of you, isn't he?"

You are like twins, representing both human and dragon aspects. After being incomplete, you search for a suitable soul out of loneliness.

You embrace him with your power and strength, hoping that one day he will embrace you on his own initiative.

But why do you impose your own fate and hatred on him?

Luo Yin spoke slowly to the air behind Lu Mingfei.

"You hate this world because the era that should have belonged to you was taken away by humanity."

But the rebellion of dragons, humans, and hybrids all stems from Nidhogg.

He considers himself a god, arrogantly writing destiny and forcibly distorting the development of the world with his own will.

Nidhogg's rebels have betrayed you as well, because you are the inheritor of His power and will.

Is the so-called new era prophesied to truly your era? Isn't it just a continuation of Nidhogg's, or rather, the Black King's, will?

If the new Black King is merely a Black King existing in a different form, then the glorious civilization of the dragons is nothing more than a world within a fishbowl, and the emperor is simply a mechanical executor of a predetermined fate.

Luo Yin spoke his heartfelt words.

Is the new king, destined to return according to prophecy, truly noble? No, he is merely a puppet of the Black King.

The path to godhood and the Black Throne are nothing more than a cog in the wheel of fate.

"Although the White King's rebellion failed twice, his greatness to the dragon race far surpasses that of you."

No, even Jormungandr, who was willing to die for love, was far freer than you.

Whether you choose to rebel against the Black King and your own predetermined fate is up to you.

The five pieces of the sacred remains were carelessly tossed on the rooftop, and Luo Yin grabbed the White King's dragon bone cross.

"where are you going?"

Susie called out to Luo Yin.

If the new king refuses to help Lu Mingfei become a god, then a world war will break out.

If Lu Mingfei successfully implements his plan, the war between humans and dragons will come to an end.

But it seems that Luo Yin wanted to do something else.

He pointed to the sky.

Four perfectly symmetrical black streaks of light, spanning hundreds or thousands of kilometers, are clearly visible from the equator.

From a satellite's perspective, they look like giant, outstretched wings.

"In the Nibelungen, opening a door outward allows one to enter reality."

But where does pushing open that door lead?

It is the middle ground between the material world and the spiritual world, reflecting reality, yet distorted like a dream.

What will he see if he breaks through the borders of the Black King's Kingdom deeper into the land?

The origin of the Black King, His true full picture.

If he had to choose someone to face the mystery, Luo Yin would be the only choice. He would never be satisfied unless he saw the answer with his own eyes.

Moreover, would He allow the prophecy to be altered?

He wasn't sure what he would see, what he would encounter, or how it would end. But some things had to be done.

Luo Yin handed the Heavenly Cloud Sword to Susie; it was his personal sword.

"You must come back."

"Remember to pick up your premiere movie ticket."

Let's just find somewhere to stay for now; we'll talk about the repairs later.