The World of Evil God game.

The dust of time gradually dispersed. In the gravel and dust, two flames rose and swayed, and made a sound to a certain "future cultural relic" that had just been "excavated" from the sand:

"Open your eyes, Future Soldier, we brought two shovels just to dig you out as soon as possible."

The red spirit warrior suddenly woke up!

He felt that his side was surrounded by gravel and dust, and the total amount was huge. When he touched it with his hands, he was held by two arms with different hot and cold temperatures. Of course, the touch of one of the arms was a bit strange.

The red spirit warrior spit out the sand of time in his mouth, raised his head, and saw two blazing fire men.

"I'll go! Who are you?"

Looking around again, the world in front of me was wrapped in heavy fog, and I couldn't see anything at all. The whole space was dim and dark, with very little light.

The sand and dust of time and a large amount of ashes were trampled under the feet. Several other lights swayed in the mist in the distance, but they seemed to be far away.

"Xia has told us about you. It's very strange. No matter in any cognition, archeology is to unearth things and memories from the past, but in the abyss of time, you can even see the future. cultural relics.”

The fire man on the left spoke, and at this time the red spirit warrior could see their appearance more clearly.

Underneath the flames on the left are layers of mist-like robes and clothes. This man wears a lot of clothes, looks bloated and old-fashioned, and wears a golden crying mask, like a wanderer in the desert.

"I am the Saint of Mist. I control the trajectory of history, fog, flowing water, and metal. These are my abilities. Of course, these are also abilities that people imagine."

The Mist Saint stretched out his hand to introduce: "The one beside me is the Saint of Inspiration. He is considered to be the Saint who controls death, soul, perception, and dreams. Of course, the death of time is not within his control. ”

The saint of inspiration looks like a goat monster in the traditional sense. His head is a huge goat skull, but his body is a fleshy half-orc body. He is also tall. If he holds two sharp axes or sickles, , enough to serve as an early BOSS in any horror novel, but unfortunately, this guy is carrying a shovel now, which makes him look a bit funny in the horror.

"Hello, you don't look like a normal person."

The goat head spoke to the red spirit warrior: "Why are you so red?"

Red Spirit Warrior: "I don't know why I'm so popular. It's probably my personal characteristics. Don't worry about it now."

He looked around again: "Did you dig me out? You said you already know about me, so you also know my purpose? Let's not delay."

"No, no, no, in the abyss of time, there is no concept of time." The Mist Saint explained: "The sand and ashes you step on are the ultimate ending after all timelines are burned out."

"As I just said, there will even be cultural relics from the future during the excavation process here. The past and the future are not important here."

"So, no time = we still have infinite time. But because of this, time will not move forward, and it is impossible for us to leave here. And before you exert your future power, we want to let you see something "

The Mist Saint said, staring closely at the Red Spirit Warrior, and sighed with a half-smile:

"I still find it incredible."

"There are actually people who can come in from outside the abyss of time, and they come from the distant future. And you have a strong connection with us. Perhaps this is the meaning of your coming here, our tombstone to redeem ourselves. "

The goat head on the side was still touching his chin, and the empty skull eye sockets stared at the Red Spirit Warrior: "I still can't believe that our civilization will become so red in the end."

The three people left the excavation site, and it didn't take long before they saw the gathering place of the interventionist civilization. During the process, the Red Spirit Warrior looked at his forum login.

"No signal?"

It is obviously the abyss of the illusory world, but it cannot accept any faith or illusory power. My login device is the internal employee version of the fictitious church. Unexpectedly, there is no signal here.

As the historical fog blocking the surrounding area disappeared, the rust city, which was stacked together and mixed with technology and antiquity, was completely exposed to the eyes of the Red Spirit Warriors.

In the city, there is also a huge pillar of fire that reaches the sky. The pillar of fire strikes towards the upper level of the abyss of time, and continues upward until it is submerged in the darkness.

"Time is burning?" The red spirit warrior pointed at the pillar of fire and suddenly said this sentence inexplicably. The Mist Saint nodded, while looking at the Red Spirit Warrior, his eyes changed slightly:

"Indeed, it seems that you are indeed our tombstone and the integration of all our civilizations. Even if you don't know us, seeing things related to you will trigger some memories."

"I heard from Shia that your memory is incomplete, and new memories appear every day. They are probably the embers after the various timelines have burned out. This is the gathering place of the end, the last descendant of all timelines. They’re all gathered here.”

"As for not recognizing us, that's normal, because we never existed."

The goat head also nodded and said: "We are like dreams, just unrealistic daydreams made by those in the past and future."

The two saints led the red spirit warriors into the city, and the red spirit warriors also saw the "interferers".

At this moment, the Red Spirit Warrior dared to swear to the God of Fiction that even in a fantasy world, it is unlikely that these "characters" in front of him would appear!

"What the hell is this? Are you telling me that these black guys with no faces and large fonts that look like a collection of residues are 'life forms'?"

Goat Head: "A large amount of movement information of life forms is lost, resulting in large-scale translation. Many people here are like this now. If they don't move in this form, they will directly turn into a pile of sand."

"No, the pile you step on is their ashes."

The red spirit warrior was so frightened that he quickly raised his feet, but the goat head waved his hand beside him:

"Hey, don't be so nervous. There are people everywhere who have turned into sand and ashes. The sand outside is the remaining ashes after the timeline is burned out, and everyone's ashes are everywhere in the city. If you don't step on this one, you will step on the other one. One, it’s okay, everyone steps on it every day.”

"Look at them moving and stepping on it by themselves, and you are the ultimate tombstone that everyone has formed together. Sooner or later, you will be stuck in everyone's head."

Red Spirit Warrior: "Why do you speak so strangely!"

The Mist Saint sighed:

"The flames turned to ashes and filled the whole world. The words and chapters of history turned into unspeakable sounds of pollution. The sky of time was shattered. Ghosts and weirdness appeared openly in the gathering place because there was no normal thing here. ”

"Countless civilizations have come to the end, mostly in such miserable and funny situations."