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"The uncertainty of quantum entanglement is about to disappear, and the future...is about to usher in a new ending."

Loki looked at the seriously injured Avengers, at the unscathed Thanos standing in the center, and finally looked at Zhang Ming.

The Titan star was filled with wind and sand, and after only a short while, half of his body was buried by sand and stones. It is estimated that it will not be long before he will be completely buried and forgotten by the world.

Is this the end?

Loki went from a cosmic wanderer to the cosmic One Piece step by step. He has witnessed too many difficulties. He once thought that he would never feel "desperate" again. He once thought that there was always a solution to everything.

but……

He has no choice.

Zhang Ming is dead, Thanos is still alive, and the future will be completely rewritten.

In the air, the last particle of light was pulled by the soul gem, and slowly flew towards Thanos.

Loki closed his eyes.

ended.

call out--

Suddenly, there was a sharp whistling sound in the air.

A white light descended from the sky.

Loki opened his eyes suddenly, and he saw a silver-white spear.

The spear pierced the ground, and streaks of golden light were released from the spear, covering a range of several hundred meters. The wounds on the Avenger's body began to heal rapidly under the rays of light.

Even Zhang Ming who has become a "corpse"!

Angela descended from the sky, holding the spear, a golden light shot out from the spear, piercing into the soul gem.Her long hair is flying, and the spear in her hand is connected to reality, soul dimension and soul gem.

As a scholar, the first time she officially stepped onto the battlefield was to face the most terrifying enemy in the universe. However, Angela did not have the slightest fear in her heart.

"Give Zhang Ming... back to me!"

happy New Year to all!

I went to see the New Year's Eve party of Biz Station~

Chapter 460 Seven Conversations Across Time and Space

A pure white road.

Surrounded by a vast white mist, the end of the road cannot be seen ahead, and behind...

has disappeared.

Every time you take a step, the retreat will collapse, and you can only move forward.

"But is there really an end ahead?" Zhang Ming whispered to himself.

This is a world without the concept of time. He can't judge how long he has been walking. All abilities, skills, and props have turned gray, and the consciousness space has lost its sense. No matter how Zhang Ming calls the small TV, he can't get a reply.

In a world without the concept of time, Zhang Ming thought of the soul dimension.

Could it be that I have really...

Zhang Ming stopped thinking about this question.

As long as the consciousness still exists and there is still a road ahead, he will not give up, even if he reaches the end of the world, he will continue to move forward.

Zhang Ming walked forward step by step without saying a word.

The vast white mist can blind his sight, but it can't disturb his heart.

Zhang Ming walked silently, the fog became thicker and thicker, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Finally, at a certain moment, Zhang Ming saw through the fog.

The mist dispersed, bright and warm light shone from the front, and Zhang Ming saw a very familiar man——

he himself.

"Zhang Ming" on the other side still looks like a young man, but his temperament is much more mature and stable than the current Zhang Ming.He was sitting at the table, holding a pen, frowning slightly, writing and drawing in front of a thick book, and there was a notebook next to it, and he could see the neat notes on it.

"Is this learning?"

"Ok?"

As if feeling the line of sight, "Zhang Ming" who was studying raised his head and happened to look at Zhang Ming in the mist.

"Are you me 13 years ago?"

Zhang Ming nodded.

(For ease of understanding, "Lao Zhang" will be used below to represent Zhang Ming 13 years later.)

"Is it some kind of peculiar side effect of Loki's space-time travel?" Lao Zhang put down his pen, turned around, and looked at Zhang Ming carefully. "13 years ago...that is, when I was 20 years old, it feels so good to be young."

Zhang Ming looked at Lao Zhang's appearance, "You don't look old at all."

"The body is indeed, but here." Lao Zhang pointed to the heart, "I am no longer young, and now I am an ordinary middle-aged man."

Zhang Ming looked at the environment of the room. It was a small study room with a whole wall of bookcases next to it, mainly containing various books of history, literature and novels.