Game Across the World

The master of strategy's sin monument collapsed, but on top of the shattered sin monument, the soul of existence was pulled out of the long river of time and space.

What Elune erased was all traces of the master of strategy that existed in the Singularity World after its attack. However, it could only erase the present and future. But now, he is from the past, combined with the Holy Tomb of the First Born. A new existence formed from the soul power of the Shadow Realm.

When he was born, he looked nine points similar to Shen Chen, but he was colder and more ruthless. His body was full of cracks. This was because his flesh and blood body was not enough to carry such a weight.

He needs a better body. If it is Shen Chen, it would be better. If he can't do it now, he can only use the back-up force in the Holy Tomb.

"Owner."

Let's call him Shen Chen. This is the code name he left behind to identify mechanical life forms like Isazula. It's just a name, and he doesn't care.

"Zoval has already entered?" Shen Chen said without any emotion while reading the memory from Isazula and looking at the "performance" of the other self in the cradle of life.

"Yes, Master." Isazula looked a little painful, and her spirit was roughly stirring in the sea of ​​her soul.

A soul from the past cannot carry enough knowledge, memory and thinking, so the soul left in the long river of history only guarantees part of the consciousness of the true self of the leader of the strategy, and the remaining part...

What was kept in Isazula's mind was the secrets and plans about the Holy Tomb of the First Born. Over a long period of time, he had enough time to arrange everything in advance, and then when fate began, he only Just execute it if needed.

Afterwards, Shen Chen showed a bit of ridicule on his face. Judging from the memories he obtained, the Holy Tomb itself was a trap and a plan that lasted for several epochs designed for his "resurrection".

The put together body stood up and moved its stiff body. The power of the secret text wrapped around the skin and joints, tightly wrapping the body and driving it to move.

It seems that he feels sluggish and weak. Of course, the leader of the strategy knows that he is still far away from his heyday. Fortunately, everything in the Holy Tomb was designed by him and he has already taken the lead.

"I need to regain my strength as soon as possible." Thinking to himself, Shen Chen looked back at his memory again, suddenly showing a hint of envy.

This is complicated. On the one hand, only one of them can exist in the Singularity World. Now he has become the one on the dark side and is an absolute mortal enemy. However, the order and divine power that Shen Chen obtained through his advancement into the extraordinary world were just a chess difference at first. one move.

Putting his hand on Isazula's head, he directly gave more authority over the Holy Tomb to the prophet, "To deal with Minerva, your current strength is not enough."

With the help of the power of the Holy Tomb and the collection of magic power from several eras in the Dark Night Realm, Isazula had a chance of confronting Minerva.

This is not entirely a confrontation of strength, but more of a terrifying increase brought about by wisdom, information collection and processing, far-reaching layout, and computing power and data laws.

Only the master of strategy himself knows what kind of monster Minerva is.

...

Zoval advanced towards the core area of ​​the Holy Tomb, and a huge mechanical creation blocked him.

Recycler Helendus, he is the structure that implements the law of reincarnation of the Holy Sepulchre. It collects the remnants of souls and re-sends the power of destiny, soul and thinking into the furnace of creation left by the First Born, the original flame that erupts, and the new Life will form in the universe.

Helendus's single eye scanned Zoval, and the divine light of wisdom seemed to engulf Zoval's figure.

"Watcher, you have broken into the restricted area, return to your post immediately!"

The mechanical voice warned Zoval, and with a mechanical sound of steel collision, countless sporadic soul light spots appeared around Zoval.

These light points are the substance called phantom phosphorus in the Shadow Realm, which is the time deposit of soul residue. Each ring of phosphorus may be the agglomeration of the soul power of a planet's civilization. In Zaresantis, it has a power not weaker than The power of ciphertext.

Zoval did not dare to act rashly. Even he might be seriously injured under the bombardment of such a large amount of phantom phosphorus.

But at this time, there was an eternal fluctuation in the passage, an order from the Holy Tomb of the First Born. Although Herondus believed that his mission required protecting the Holy Tomb, the Holy Tomb's order was higher than his responsibilities.

He scanned Zoval again, raised his huge body upward, and then unwillingly gave way to a path, "I will continue to keep an eye on your guardian. If you violate the rules of the Holy Tomb, I will personally execute you."

Zoval still didn't understand why Helendus behaved so strangely, but he was alert in his heart. He would not believe that this concession was because the other party was considering himself as the Eternal.

And, what does the other party call himself, a watcher.

The title of Eternals is the honor given to them by the Shadow Realm. Over a long period of time, they have maintained the order of this realm and reincarnation; and the Watcher in Herondus' mouth contains another meaning, What exactly it is, Zoval is still unable to figure out, but he also knows that this is not a glorious and beautiful title.

Facing Helendus's gaze, Zoval stepped deeper into the temple. Helendus let him enter here for no reason. There might be something waiting for him in front.

However, in front of him were several sleeping bodies.

They have bodies similar to their own, with cryptic texts engraved all over their bodies. However, such a powerful existence does not have a soul from the universe to give them wisdom and thoughts. They sleep day after day in the cold temple, seemingly waiting. Some kind of mission.

Seeing them, Zoval even felt a little panicked. The magic power remaining in the air was revealing some kind of information and answer.

Because the First Born did not create them to guard all this forever. They are just "consumables", no different from mortals. The only difference is that their lives are longer and they are replaced more slowly!

However, at this moment, Zoval was also full of unwillingness. He had ambitions and a vision to transform all this order, but the creation and means of the First Born failed to stop him from coming to the depths of the Holy Tomb and looking for Shuyuanwｗw.zｈhaｏshuyuａ.com Does this also mean that he has a chance to change everything?

...

Back at Anmigang, Shen Chen looked at the purgatory-like scene and was speechless for a long time.

It was he who brought Daosigoni back here. These chess pieces who were trying to struggle with their fate eventually died in the hands of the creation of the First Creation that they respected and placed their hope in.

Keles sat beside the cipher text mark with blank eyes. This thing gave them hope, and eventually killed all their friends and tribesmen.

The power of the cipher text in their bodies is still boiling, even without the control of Daosigoni, but the realm of Zaresantis has discovered them and no longer recognizes their actions.

The realm regards them as viruses, and the secret text is always burning their souls in the agent's body, even if they are extraordinary heroes.

Apart from calling the Holy Light to give their souls some solace, there is really nothing they can do.

Seeing Shen Chen come back, Keles did not look at him with blame or hatred, and did not blame him for all these changes and the deaths and injuries of his clan members.

"We should have known earlier that when mortals try to touch the power of gods and influence their plans for grand destiny, the final outcome..."

Kless mocked fate. He did not want Shen Chen to follow in his footsteps, so at the last moment of his life, he warned: "If you find yourself like a tethered prey, then run away! Cowardice itself, It’s also a kind of courage.”

His soul quickly dimmed, and An Ming Harbor truly turned into a peaceful spiritual land, and the struggle of the Broker Spirit against the Eternal One seemed to have never happened.

Only Shen Chen understands their struggles and efforts for several eras, and hopes to use his own memory to write the past of the enlightened people on the traces of their destiny.