Twilight Speaker

Chapter 129: Shocking changes, reunion with old friends!
Time stands still and loss comes.

As time passed by in the moment of loss, the pressure Chen Xiang endured became heavier and heavier.
He felt tired and tried to talk to the mirror to divert his attention.

"Mirror, are you sure the image of Red Moon still exists?"

"I am sure."

The mirror answered with great certainty:
"I have checked it in detail. It is definitely not a disguise like your mirror image."

"So where did my reflection go?"

"Reply to your question." The mirror said in confusion: "I don't know either."

As time passed, the pressure on Chen Xiang became greater and greater. He took a deep breath and asked again:

"Mirror, what does the mirror world look like? Why are you called the Mirror of the Mourner? Also, do you own both the mirror world and the underworld?"

He looked into the mirror again and captured the same information as before.

[Mirror of the Mourning Dead: Lord of the mirror world, the real underworld, the residence of all the dead, your loyal licker. ]

【Information missing: cannot be understood.】

【Information missing: cannot be understood.】

"Underworld?"

The mirror was surprised:
"What underworld? To answer your question, I only have the mirror world."

"Are you really not aware or are you pretending not to know?"

Chen Xiang was under tremendous pressure. He took a breath and said jokingly with a smile:
"There are billions of dead souls swimming around in your body, how could you not notice it? From what I know, you are the real underworld."

"no!"

The mirror was confused and said:

"My body is the mirror world. The dead souls you see are just mirror images, aren't they?"

The smile on Chen Xiang's face suddenly froze.

"Mirror image, it's a dead soul. What do you mean?"

The mirror was even more confused:

"The surface of the mirror world reflects everything in reality, but beneath the surface, in the deep mirror world, the mirror images of all living things are the souls of the dead."

Chen Xiang's breathing stagnated. Are all the mirror images of living beings the souls of the dead?
How can it be? ?
"How can a living person become dead in a mirror?"

The mirror answered honestly:
"To answer your question, I don't know either. I've been crazy for a long time and I've lost a lot of power. I can only see the mirror image of things reflected by the mirror on my body, but I can't see everything directly."

After a pause, it added:

"At least, so far, the reflections of life that I have seen are all dead souls."

Chen Xiang was filled with great doubts, and suddenly he realized something and looked up at the earth.

Only by reflecting things can the mirror see that the earth is right above our heads.

Then
Chen Xiangru seemed to have a sudden inspiration and raised the mirror to point it at the earth.

"What are you reflecting now?"

"Reply to your question."

The mirror itself was a little confused:

"Nothing at all."

"Earth. Has no mirror image."

"No, no! No!!"

The mirror suddenly went into a frenzy, the mirror body twisted strangely, it was going crazy!!

"It's not that there is no mirror image. It's not that there is no mirror image!"

"It's a ruin! It's a ruin!!"

"I'll show you. I'll show you."

The mirror suddenly glowed, and a scene was reflected by the light. This was the true mirror image of the earth.

Chen Xiang stared at it. The earth in the mirror image had already become gray and broken into pieces. Countless dead souls were floating in it. They were all dead souls.
His heart palpitated violently, he grabbed the mirror and pointed it towards the sun!
The sun is still the sun, it is not broken.

Chen Xiang turned to the starry sky again, and the light reflected in the mirror changed. The mirror image of the starry sky was broken, torn, destroyed, and dim.
The entire mirror image of the starry sky is also in ruins.

“No, no.” The mirror became more and more distorted, and the mirror was crying: “I don’t know, I really don’t know anything, nothing.”

Chen Xiang did not hesitate to allocate a large amount of faith power to maintain the stability of the mirror's spirit:
"Mirror, what is going on?"

Chen Xiang felt a chill down his spine, and his hair stood on end. He had a feeling that part of the truth behind the fog was right before his eyes.
What is it?
what exactly is it??

Finally, Chen Xiang pointed the mirror towards the white moon, and the light reflected by the real image suddenly went out.

"Mirror?"

Chen Xiang asked curiously:

"Why didn't you show it to me?"

The mirror said nothing, but just trembled slightly.

"me"

It cries:

"The Invincible Mirror King doesn't know what's going on either. I don't know. I really don't know."

Chen Xiang was stunned by what he heard and gently stroked the mirror:
"Be good, show me."

The mirror trembled, but finally glowed, reflecting the true scene in the mirror.

The White Moon is not a White Moon, nor is it a dead ruin like the Earth or the sea of ​​stars, nor does it have any dead souls.

The white moon is a mirror. No,
To be precise, the pure white moon is the 'reflection' of the mirror.

Chen Xiang raised his head blankly, looked at Bai Yue, and then looked at the real image reflected in the mirror.

In the real mirror image, a huge mirror is suspended in the universe, with a crack in the middle and several large words engraved on it.

[Mirror of the Mourning].

"What's going on?"

Chen Xiang murmured to himself, he opened the eyes of the thinker and pushed the seeds of false truth to the extreme!
He even unfolded his fourth form at this moment of stagnation and loss, and with the help of the power of the red moon, he transformed into the [Eyes of the Creator]! !

A vague message emerged.

[Mirror of the Mourner: That is the real mirror of the mourner]

The Creator's Eyes collapsed and turned back into a [Mortal] form.

Chen Xiang held the trembling mirror and gently stroked the mirror. The mirror spoke blankly:
"What do you know? Why is Bai Yue my reflection?"

Chen Xiang did not speak, but gently stroked the mirror and said softly:

"I don't know anything. It's okay, mirror, relax, relax. You are the invincible mirror king."

He had a hunch that he couldn't tell the mirror the truth.

otherwise
Chen Xiang looked at the few more imperceptible cracks on the mirror, and an inexplicable sense of panic emerged in his heart - in a sense, the mirror had become his best friend.

What made Chen Xiang even more panic was.

in case,

If the white moon, that is, the reflection of the mirror is the real mirror.

In other words, the mirror is the reflection!
Then the problem comes,
After all, it was the mirror that broke into [reality].

Or.
The white moon from reality broke into, broke into the mirror image?
Chen Xiang's scalp felt numb.

If, if I were in the mirror image, would everything make sense? Reality had already been destroyed, so it was all ghosts and ruins!!
But if this is really a mirror image, can the real God not detect it?
If the true God cannot perceive it, the foreign God who masters the fundamental rules will definitely be able to perceive it.

So. What is going on???

Chen Xiang gasped for breath, feeling a deep fear and fog enveloping him. He couldn't tell, he was confused, he was at a loss.
Time passed by little by little, and the last minute of the moment of loss was getting closer and closer.

26th minute of the 58th hour.

The pressure was too great to bear, and Chen Xiang's body began to collapse, rot, and break.
He was still holding on, in the last moment before death, the moment of loss came to the 26th hour, the 58th minute, the 59th second.

Chen Xiang still couldn't hold on and was forced to withdraw from the moment of loss, but at that moment, the moment of withdrawing from the moment of loss,

He saw clearly that the entire lost moment began to collapse, twist, and break.
The pure white corpse that stretched across the Earth's atmosphere was torn apart, the starry sky was shattered, and the edge of the universe was clearly visible, because the entire universe collapsed to an incomparable size.

Time collapses, light is disordered, huge corpses float up and down, and terrifying giants stretch across the broken starry sky.
Everything suddenly disappeared when Chen Xiang withdrew from the lost moment, as if it was just an illusion.

Chen Xiang fell down on the red moon of reality, holding the mirror. Time began to pass again. He was panting, and the mirror was also panting.

"The Mirror King is confused." The mirror's spirit seems to be traumatized and even more insane, but it remains rational in its insanity:

"Can you tell me what happened?"

"We'll find out later."

Chen Xiang held the mirror and comforted her softly.

He raised his head and looked at the earth, but his heart was in a knot.

Everything is definitely not as simple as we know now.

It is not just the Three Pillars Gods who have joined forces with the Outer Gods to betray. I am afraid that everything will not end with me regaining power.
Chen Xiang suddenly thought of something.

For so long, for so long.
Where are the three pillars of gods?

They never showed up.

there has never been.

………………

Castle.

The old woman was nailed to the wall by the broom, coughing up blood, and her face was more confused and panicked:
"First Ancestors"

The maid held the broom, stared at the old woman, and said stupidly:
"Which one are you?"

She frowned slightly, tilted her head, and said angrily:
"The master said that no outsiders are allowed to come up here, and I am not allowed to be seen by outsiders. Who are you? It's all your fault!"

The old woman coughed up blood, and the rage that could not be suppressed rose from her chest.

She seemed to have guessed the beginning of the matter, guessed everything.
Before rushing to Tianchuan City, Wu Liangyu said that a terrifying and extraordinary wave had once erupted in the ancestral land. Another elder of the tribe came to investigate, but disappeared and there has been no news of him since!

That extraordinary wave is probably the awakening of our ancestors!
The old woman's thoughts became clearer and clearer, and suddenly it became clear that her ancestors had slept for too long, their wisdom was obscured, and then they were deceived by the one who awakened them, and called the one who awakened them master!

“What a courage”

The old woman's rage rose to an extreme level, her chest rising and falling violently, staring at her ancestor:

"Ancestor."

She recited the secret words passed down in the tribe, which were the secret words to awaken the ancestors. The confused light in the maid's eyes was suppressed, and it seemed that a clear and bright color was emerging.
The old woman was delighted and quickened her recitation speed, with anger and joy coexisting in her heart.

"what are you doing?"

A tired voice sounded.

The old woman glanced sideways coldly and saw a young man - a young man who looked tired and dazed, and looked very familiar, extremely familiar.

The coldness in her eyes suddenly turned into astonishment.

Then, there was a deep fear.

"Yes, it's you"

(End of this chapter)