Time passes by minute by minute, and the repetitions of the next hundreds and thousands of times may be trembling with reality between two forces that are enough to distort everything, and the inside of the world cannot bear it.

Cause and effect are reversed, the past fades away, and in the endless illusions, reality becomes hazy, history is wrong and omission, and everything is submerged in the surging river of existence.

So, Fatlolve saw such an illusion.

It was a scene where a man and a woman, two adults, hurriedly drove away from the city with a man and a woman.

The man was generous and kept comforting his wife who was a little panicked, while the two children were also well-behaved and did not cry. The boy, as his elder brother, even learned from his father, began to touch his sister's head and whispered comforting the other person who seemed a little unhappy because the birthday party was interrupted.

Because it was night, there were no other vehicles on the street. They drove very quickly and left the city after more than ten minutes. While driving, the worried woman asked in a low voice: "Are you really that nervous?"

"A warning from a superpower friend... I didn't believe it at first, but if you think about it carefully, it's nothing wrong with believing such a big thing."

The man held the steering wheel tightly, his fingers turned a little white. He pretended to be careless and shrugged, "At worst, just think we're going out for a day."

But soon, the hot fire lights lit up behind them, and with continuous explosions and roars, the originally peaceful and peaceful city burned.

The houses were dumped and the streets were shattered, and the shock wave that caused the entire car to shake violently came from behind, causing the girl who had originally quiet to cry out loud. The boy hurriedly comforted the other party. At this time, the man and the woman were also panicked. They looked at the city behind the chaos through the rearview mirror, their eyes full of fear and glory.

This is the prelude to the first superpower world war.

The family without a family was chaotic and displaced in various cities. Fortunately, the world government was still there. As a well-known technician in the industry and a well-known writer, my father quickly found a new job and settled in a new city. The boy and the girl also started school again.

The boy was a very good person. Although he didn't talk much, he was sincere to others and soon made new friends at the school. But the world was still in war. From time to time, several students were absent from the school, and even fewer teachers were fewer and fewer teachers. Two years later, the school was officially closed and the city was about to abandon. Under the guidance of the world government, the family prepared to go to the most solid fortress cities.

On the way, parents' faces were exhausted, their high-intensity work, the tense environment, and the increasingly turbid and strange air made them feel more willing but not capable, but the boys and girls were both healthy, which made them feel at ease.

"We have nothing to do with it, children need a future." This is what they said when they were talking in private.

Life in the fortress city is even harder, because of the shortage of resources, everyone's food and water are limited. At this time, the boys and girls who have become teenagers are just about to grow up. The parents work hard and get more shares. They even misappropriate their share to the children. Several times they refused, but the parents scolded: "What do you say more? If you want to eat, eat."

This poverty ended on that day. When the teenager's father was hospitalized due to long-term malnutrition, he awakened his superpowers, and powerful energy fluctuations spread to the entire city.

Experts from all walks of life gathered to test the ability of this powerful natural awakened person. They judged that the teenager's ability was a very precious "instant movement" or "super fast movement", which was very necessary for the current world government. For this reason, the government provided a large share to recruit teenagers into the "Hunter" special operation force. The teenager's parents wanted to refuse, and his sister looked worried, but he shook his head gently and firmly to comfort his family.

"Now, it's time for me to contribute to this family."

War is cruel, but it is not difficult for a teenager. With the ability of being the 'stagnant of everything', he can always make his team successfully complete a series of tasks. Gradually, he became the core of the team, his position grew higher and higher, and eventually became the pillar of the family. His parents, whose physical condition had stopped deteriorating, are now recuperating at home, while his sister skipped the grade and went to college. The adult man supported all this. Although it was hard, he was willing to accept it.

Time flies, the war is about to end, and under the comprehensive counterattack of the world government, the radical superpowers are rootless and cannot continue to fight. It is obvious that peace is coming, but just a week before the final battle, the limit of parents came one after another.

"Child, don't be sad. Mom's health is not good at all. After so many years of running around, I'm still too tired."

Lying on the bed and using a ventilator to assist breathing, the woman lovingly looked at the boy and girl who had grown up, and the crying boy and girl, and her husband. She whispered: "You are my hope... Stop crying, my hopes, take a look at the peaceful world for me."

My mother passed away, and the next day, my father fell ill. According to the doctor's test, it was gastric cancer. It was probably because of too many social engagements in early years and not taking care of it for many years. It was already in the late stage. In addition, multiple complications of inflammation occurred at the same time, so I was basically unable to make up for the situation.

"He has been holding on, probably because he doesn't want to cause trouble for you." The doctor took the pathological report and said to the man carefully: "It was stable originally, but it was probably too exciting for Lingtang's death."

The man was one of the three top leaders of the hunter at this time and was a top official of the world government. He looked at his father's medical records and was speechless for a long time.

He and his sister came to the ward. The father was unable to say more. The aging man looked at his son and daughter with relief, and then as if he was satisfied, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

"No!"

The man roared with his ability to mobilize, stagnating the entire city. He wanted to keep his father's last time. He touched his father's face and wanted to use his own ability to solidify the other party's dying body. But in the end, his ability would eventually end, and the old man died, in the comfort of hope.

After the ability ended, the man disappeared, and his sister searched everywhere but could not find it... At this time, the man was wandering among cities, he was walking in confusion in every corner of the fortress, watching everyone's life. Because of war, everyone was tired and panicked, worried about whether tomorrow could come, and whether there was hope for the future. The man walked through all the secret rooms and all places he had not been to on weekdays. He found a lot of things and saw a lot of things. Those secrets may be guarding against a person who could move instantly, but they could not guard against a person who could stop time.

So the man discovered that the world government’s plan for all the superpowers was, and he laughed out loud in the stagnant world in a confused state, not knowing whether it was a blessing or a sadness.

...

The illusion is over.

Because Fatlolvi closed his eyes.

He didn't want to watch it, he couldn't bear to watch it, he didn't want to watch it... He no longer continued to observe that possible world line.

Yes, he knew that although this future still has sadness, it might be the path to the future and hope: the sister is still alive, and all comrades are alive, and irreversible hatred has not yet been born between the superpowers and ordinary people. When the top leaders of the hunter are in power, the world government will gradually transform into a super-civilized government. Although the future is bumpy and destined to be ill-fated, at least the "future" has such a "possibility".

But Fatlolve closed his eyes resolutely, even though his heart was full of turmoil.

Because it's enough.

The time promoter never wants a perfect and happy life. He just wants to hear his parents' voices again, watch his sister grow up with his own eyes, so that the comrades who have fought for half their lives will have a good end... He just wants to see a 'possible hope'.

Moreover, now is not the time to pursue the past. He knows that he still has very important things to do now. He feels that he has forgotten many things and has forgotten something very important. Fatlolve turned his mind painfully, thinking about everything he has forgotten.

Where am I...

What am I... doing?

By the way...I'm fighting!

At this moment, Fatlolfie, who recalled all this, opened his eyes and woke up from the chaotic dream!

What appeared in front of him was a shattered iron fist that was wrapped in unparalleled power, enough to smash the space!

To be precise, the giant fist quickly retreated, and Fatlolve felt his head was broken halfway, and the entire body of the giant galaxy flew backwards towards the rear. His thinking was confused before. Because of the giant fist's direct strike just now, Fatlolve felt that his thinking had been stagnant for a long time and fell into a chaotic dream. But now, the rotation of the Milky Way in the giant galaxy body made him gradually restore the clarity.

On the other side, the owner of the Iron Fist did not pursue it, because the giant god's body was covered with broken scars at this time. He also fell after swinging that circle. The four-armed giant lying on the ground at this time, there was no one intact on his body: the burning traces of the star flame, the self-destruction of the degenerate material, the distortion of the spiritual space, the decomposition of the mass field... All kinds of injuries that I don't even know how to describe are spread all over him. They were scars left by millions of authority at the same time.

Both sides were in a daze, and time went back many times, the earth was subverted and reborn. They were completely unable to recognize the present and the future, and they relied entirely on instinct to fight.

At this time, this place is no longer the inside of the world, but the center of the real world of Siberia. In the sky, the soul stars were dull, and only a few were still shining. Fatlolfey turned it back dozens or hundreds of times to fight against powerful enemies one after another, but now it seems that fate and future have been defeated, because the four-armed steel giant stood up again after a brief rest and walked towards the galaxy giant lying on the central continent of Siberia.

Boom, Boom, Boom. Every step of the steel giant's move was like a mountain bombarding the earth. This was the result of his deliberate restraint, otherwise the entire continent's crust would collapse, and the air was filled with the ionized fishy smell, and the smell was spreading like blood.

The giant gradually became smaller as he walked, and at the same time, the body of the vast star sea giant also drifted with the wind, and the dark unknown matter dissociated itself and turned into pure soul energy. The galaxy in his body also turned into real nebula and drifted towards the sky.

Until Joshua came to Fatlolve, both sides had returned to their normal size. Fatlolve's seriously injured body fell to the ground, and the crown above his head was almost gone. Behind him was the spiral tower that had not collapsed because of the time going back, the time promoter murmured to himself as he looked at the starry sky illuminated by the void vortex.

"Is that true, I lost."

At this time, Fatlolfey always picked up the fragmented memories of his being beaten. He whispered to himself, and then said indifferently: "Well, this is also a possibility."

In the sky, the divine stars were dim and dull. The observer's system was exhausted. The time promoter was unable to observe again that all the possibilities in the future were dispersed. He was even unable to dodge the attack of the person who came from another world, so he simply waited for the arrival of the last blow.

But the pace stopped.

Joshua did not move forward.

The puzzled Fatlolfey opened his eyes and looked in front of him.

It was a petite figure. A small, girl-like soul puppet, who blocked Joshua's face and prevented the other party from moving forward.

"You want to protect him?"

The warrior's low voice came, and he kindly reminded: "You have self-awareness, I will not attack you at will. If you insist on stopping me, I will crush you together."

But the calm and unrolling sound of the psychic puppet sounded: "Yes, I want to protect the Lord."

"He just uses your faith as the initiator to guide the soul energy. Otherwise, he will not be able to control the divine stars and create the observer system."

Fatlolve listened to his enemy's voice, unlike to him, and the adventer calmly told the truth about the little soul puppet: "You are just tools he made, a toy for revenge, reshaping the world, easy to use and loyal to the people."

It's ridiculous. He thought to himself that the soul puppet has no such thing as emotion. Protecting itself is probably just a certain underlying program he set up a long time ago... That puppet was specially designed to assist in world line observation. What's the use of reasoning with these guys? This adventor is really persistent in boring places, whether it's necessary to fight against himself or protect those soul animals.

"If he made our intention, he would make me provide faith and use my words."

But the small puppet replied seriously: "Then I am willing to believe in the master and willing to be used."

“Because He is our creator and our master.”

Lying on the ground and disregarded Fatlolfey was stunned.

He struggled to sit up, his body was so broken that even if he raised his hand, the energy in his body would leak out and turn into a blue energy liquid like blood. But even so, Fatlolve had to sit up. He struggled to stand up and asked in a deep voice: "Have you become a defective product, too?"

"According to the program I set for you, you should surrender as soon as possible! I don't need your protection!"

After the conversation, the time promoter who could not stand up turned his head and looked at Joshua. This was the first time he saw the warrior's human form face, but Fatlolvi didn't care about this. He whispered: "What are you talking nonsense with a puppet? Give me a last blow!"

"Do you dare to burn this world, but don't even have the courage to kill me by crossing a soul puppet?"

But Joshua did not answer his words. The warrior looked around the whole world, and Fatlorevi subconsciously followed his movements and looked around the surrounding Siberian world.

But he did not see a mess of world eroded and burned by the power of steel. On the contrary, what Fatlolve saw was a continent that was very different before.

In the sky, dust settles, turning into new soil and accumulates on the land that turns into deserts. On the earth, plants sprout, and cold river water flows down the mountains, flowing along the long-dried river channel into the continent.

In the sea, the turbid pollution is being purified bit by bit. The mutated creatures are swimming in a daze in the clear ocean before. For some reason, the dangerous but familiar environment in the past has become like this. Next to those original oasis, the Siberian rebels watched shockedly as the green expanded like life as the river beach and mud began to appear. Seedlings grew in the desert. Under the influence of an inexplicable force that burned the soul stars, the entire silent Siberian world began to quickly recover, faster than anyone imagined.

“…You didn’t burn this world…”

At this point, how could Fatlorvi not understand the truth? Joshua did not destroy the world to absorb energy for himself. He just relied on the illusion of burning the world to consume the stars of his soul by hundreds of times, thus exhausting all his reserves. This descendant even rekindled the flames of the whole world by burning his soul and Su Sheng again!

But because of this, a feeling of unknown importance made him grit his teeth. Fatlolfie, who had always been indifferent to death, roared: "I don't need you to repair my world!"

With the support of this anger, Fatlolfie, whose body was approaching completely destroyed, stood up again, and his body continued to flow out of the light blue liquid energy, and then struggled to pull the girl's soul puppet behind him and walked towards Joshua.

"This is the judgment they deserve! If they destroy their own world themselves, they should suffer torture in such a world! You, an outsider, should you bear their faults! Why should you cure the aftermath for these damn guys!"

Joshua stared at the angry Fatlorvi, who was also the real Fatlorvi. Now, he finally abandoned the master of fate, the mask of the future god, revealing his true thoughts and nature.

Yes, the superpowered war of the Siberians destroyed their own world, their civilization and order. As the strongest superpower, Fatlolvi ended all chaos. He suppressed all the reluctance and established the "order" with the soul puppet as the core. He preset the development of future civilization, anchored the coordinates of the Siberian world, and saved the world.

He is the savior, but in the final analysis, he is still an Avenger who slaughtered dozens or even hundreds of billions of innocent people, and was angry and wanted to revenge everything.

"You are wrong, this is not a aftermath."

Facing Fat Loulve, who seemed to want to continue fighting, Joshua clenched his right fist and then slammed the opponent's left face with a huge force shattering the opponent's shell, causing the blue energy debris and energy to flow everywhere. Fat Loulve fell to the ground again. This time, he couldn't stand up.

Joshua, who was almost as weak as the other party, took a breath, then stood in front of the other party, and said in a deep voice: "This is my oath when I achieved the legend."
To be continued...