Qiuranduo laughed suddenly. He felt that even if it was a joke, it should at least be told in a reasonable way. Si.Rabbit 520 Read the latest chapter of the correct novel

If the other person told him something else, he might still believe it, but the world the other person told him that he had reincarnated for eight million years was false. The earth he had lived in for a long time and the sky he flew over again and again were all illusions.

He felt that he still had a say.

There is no one more qualified to judge the authenticity of this world than him.

"Hahaha!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

He was smiling all over his face and shaking his head.

"Haha~"

"Priest, this is ridiculous."

He opened his arms and used his eyes and all his senses to receive the signals of this world, feeling them constantly sending the reality of the existence of this world into his mind.

Every moment, every minute, every second.

"Fake?"

"How could this be fake?"

Qiuranduo's feet were so solid on the floor. He looked at the door to the sky plane behind him and saw the forest he had just passed. He seemed to be able to recall the fragrance of the trees.

He had felt the temperature of the clouds and breathed the smell of the wind. He still remembered the cheering sounds of the bird-men, and even played with them in the forest.

He looked into the plane of the sky. He had walked through the palaces and buildings again and again, and familiar and unfamiliar faces appeared in his mind, recalling the happy times of his childhood.

The more he recalled, the more certain he became.

He said.

"I can feel this world so truly. I grew up here as a child, and I used to live and play with them here."

"Are all those people fake?"

"Is my childhood fake too?"

"Are you saying that everything I feel is really false? I don't believe it. At least I have no doubt that this world is real."

The priest did not refute him.

He slowly stretched out his hand and put his fingers on Chulando's forehead. Light gushed out from the priest's body, allowing Chulando to see part of the truth of this world.

All of Chulando's senses were deprived, but his vision fell into another kind of experience, a sensory experience that could only be experienced by bacteria of nothingness.

A moment.

The whole world turned into a piece of snow-white, and it kept getting bigger.

He went deep into the microscopic world of mimicry and found out that this world is composed of countless points, and each of the tiniest points is a germ of nothingness.

The sky, mountains, water, life and everything in this world are composed of them. Under the extraordinary power of this glass jar, they are isolated from reality and derailed. They reincarnate extremely quickly, forming time and history in the glass jar.

One moment they were water on the ground, and the next moment they turned into clouds in the sky. They were once mountains and now are empty valleys.

Chulando watched them.

He also heard their voices in this world in the jar, countless voices calling and speaking to him.

"I am the germ of nothingness."

"I am both one and ten thousand. We can be countless, we can be tens of millions, or we can be the same."

"I exist everywhere."

"We are both real and nothing."

Sounds that could not be calculated in numbers gathered together, so vast that they drowned him.

The King of the Sky, Chulando, stood in a world where he was the only one. He seemed to have become an empty valley, with only those voices echoing in his mind and body.

next moment.

The sense of the world that he had been deprived of came back again, and the constant influx of signals from the outside world was still telling him that this world was real.

But at this moment, it is impossible for Chulando to go back to the previous moment.

He saw the secret, he knew the truth, and there was no way he could go back to the past.

Qiulanduo was in despair. He no longer knew whether he should show sadness or despair at this moment. He only felt that his body was empty and the world was also empty.

He smiled again but a little confused and bitterly.

He didn't know who he was asking: "What have I been doing all this time?"

Ciurandot finally looked at the priest and asked him very seriously.

"tell me."

"At least you're not lying!"

"Even if you are not a priest, and you do not have this body, you are at least another intelligent being!"

The expression of the priest, who had always been extremely calm, finally showed some fluctuations, revealing a somewhat sad mood.

Chulando is reincarnated again and again, and the priest has been here for more than eight million years, turning the out-of-control weirdness into Chulando again and again, opening and closing the sky plane again and again.

The priest welcomed his new life again and again, and brought Qiulanduo to the forest of steles again and again, watching him carve out his life.

Watching him live, watching him die, welcoming him and sending him away.

But the fluctuation was fleeting, and he raised his head and faced Chulando calmly and calmly.

"This world is made up of all the germs of nothingness trapped in a vat, and I am the part of the collective consciousness that is responsible for coordinating this time."

"I was also born because of my mission. I will start this reincarnation with you and resurrect you again and again to ensure that everything can run normally."

"The original goal of ending reincarnation was to find a bird-man life template suitable for the third era. You are the executor and I am the supervisor."

"Now."

"As long as you and I declare the end together and imprint the chosen life template, everything will be over."

The priest stretched out his hand and faced Qiulanduo.

"King of the Sky."

"If you hate this world and your mission, then end reincarnation!"

"In these 8,430,000 years and 6,279 years, draw the final sign of rest."

Qiulanduo opened his mouth wide, his muscles were shaking continuously, and his pupils suddenly dilated.

He even had hallucinations in his trance.

His vision began to blur, and he vaguely heard the other party asking him.

"Please destroy this world!"

Yes, he could destroy the entire world just by giving a response at this moment.

Destroy.

This false world.

But he has become somewhat confused about what is true and what is false.

——

Sky plane.

Chulando lives in the place where he once lived. He has done nothing recently. He walks around every day, looking at the places he visited in his childhood and youth, looking for traces of his past existence.

But as a priest once said, you can escape the facts, but time will push the facts forward.

The backlash of his power became more and more serious, and he would often unknowingly turn into a huge gray bird flying in the sky, and this was not the most serious problem. The more serious problem was that as his power went out of control, the sky became unstable.

The climate outside is also getting colder and colder.

Snow began to fall in the sky, and the paradise that was originally like spring all year round was gradually covered by the cold winter.

The Sky Kingdom is preparing to start a new cycle of migration, and the whole kingdom is in chaos.

"Are we really going to leave?" Some people cried and cried, reluctant to leave.

"Why did it become like this?" Some people looked at the ice gradually approaching from the edge of the floating island, with expressions of disbelief.

"I don't want to leave, I don't want to go to that terrible continent." After learning that another reincarnation has begun, many people still cannot accept it, but in the end they can only accept it.

People in cities began to pack their bags before the real winter arrived, hoping to bring more supplies and survival items, because they may face a long period without the King of the Sky and the Kingdom.

They will retreat from the civilized country to the wilderness again, waiting for the next time the King of the Sky leads them to fly back to this country.

The top of a building.

Qiuranduo looked at those people, and he could feel their reluctance, their pain and sadness. They were so afraid of the world outside the sky plane.

He saw groups of people coming to his palace, begging him not to drive them out.

"Great King of the Sky, please do not abandon us."
To be continued...