Twilight Speaker

Chapter 251 The Final Joint

"All traces of your existence have been erased."

The half skinny old man said to the other half skinny old man:
"How long do we have to wait?"

"You ask me? Why not ask yourself." The other half of the skinny old man rolled his eyes.

The two 'half-skinny old men' looked at each other in silence, sighing and feeling sad.

Chen Xiang is really dead.

If you want to be the greatest and walk a new path, you must "die", you must "fail", and you must be "replaced".

so.
Therefore, at the [present node], Chen Xiang took the initiative to throw himself into Emperor Tan's body, took the initiative to feed Him, and took the initiative to complete Emperor Tan.

But in the end he still left a small, insignificant backup plan.

The two skinny old men were originally one person, Chen Xiang from another time point. They were left in 2024, before Guixu, to ensure the cycle, to ensure that there would be no conflict between the past and the present, and to ensure the fundamental existence of themselves.
But now, there's no need.

A thought of Chen Xiang crossed the long river of time and fell into the bodies of two skinny old men. They merged into one, turned into a one-armed young man, and jumped into the abyss of time in another step!
The originally bottomless Guixu had already been filled up by the countless powers and might stripped away in countless cycles.

The one-armed young man stepped into it and just stood there quietly. As he stood there, the broken arm that had been submerged and washed away by countless years emerged and was about to return to his body.
But Time and Ruins tightly bound the broken arm. After such a long time, the broken arm had already merged with Time and Ruins.
"Come."

The one-armed youth whispered in a low voice. It was just a simple word, but it caused the Time Ruins that spanned between 2024 and 2026 to shake violently.
Then, this time abyss rose up, twisted, frantic, and spun, and finally collapsed and shrank into a small arm, taking root in the shoulder of the one-armed young man who was missing an arm! !

The self-consciousness of Chen Xiang contained in this broken arm also coincides with that of the one-armed young man. He once again becomes "Chen Xiang", or
The real 'Emperor'.

“The price”

Chen Xiang stood at the end of the lunar calendar year 2024, looking at [Origin], looking at the middle-aged nobleman who had transformed into his own appearance, or [Fire], who was sealed and suppressed by the Four Pillars Gods, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

He thought of the mirror, and his expression dimmed slightly. After knowing everything, Chen Xiang also knew the true origin of the mirror.

Just as the premise of the paradox box that trapped him was the return of time, the premise of the paradox that trapped the Three Pillars of God was the mirror.

The mirror is the real source of the mirror world, and it is also the pillar of the pillar of destiny - not just the pillar of destiny,

To be precise, it is the product of the mirror image of the three pillars of destiny, truth, and time. After the last historical reset, it became the fulcrum of a paradox, causing the three pillars to fall into the paradox box and be trapped in a dilemma.
Only when the mirror is broken can the Three Pillars God walk out of the paradox box, and Chen Xiang.
Chen Xiang needs the Three Pillars to come out.

"Above the Greatest."

He whispered to himself, sighed softly, and looked very melancholy. At this moment, everything has come to the most critical point! !

Throughout history, years, and time,

Except for myself who is not noticed at this moment because of the paradox box,

All the 'imperial images' and all the 'old images' have been erased and tampered with, and the basis of existence has been destroyed. The long river of time is turbulent and undergoing great changes!
And this is also the necessity and prerequisite to become the greatest.

“The greatest is already the true ultimate. If one wants to go higher, that is the unknown realm where one permeates everything, controls everything before and after, and overlooks everything.”

Chen Xiang muttered to himself in a low voice:

"That realm doesn't exist at all. To reach that point, I must first [not exist]. Only then can I, who do not exist, set foot on the realm of non-existence."

He gazed at the changes of origin, looked at the changes of history, felt the passing of old friends, very silent.

At this moment, I have completely ceased to exist in terms of time and destiny. I am in an extremely mysterious state and have reached the final moment!
Success or failure depends on this one move.

"It's time to close the net."

"I already belong to the realm of [non-existence]. What I need to do now is to take on everything with a new identity, another me."

"Four Pillar Gods"

Chen Xiang spread his hands, standing in the gap between 2024 and 2026 in the old calendar, dispersing all authority, withdrawing all power, and turning into pure origin.
He silently went down along the long river of time, and finally, sank into the node where everything began.

"Four Pillar Gods"

Chen Xiang shattered all of his own "existence" on his own initiative. ………………

Divine calendar year 1530, May 5, Friday.

Time passed by little by little, and when he woke up, the whispers in his ears slowly faded away. Chen Dixiang suddenly opened his eyes, patted his drowsy head, and got up from the bed with difficulty.

He opened the curtains and habitually depicted the scenery outside the window on the drawing paper: the breeze, the morning light, the morning dew, and the fallen leaves.

While sketching, he was also lost in thought.

"It's been 30 years since I came to this world, and things are getting more and more chaotic. Technology in this era is obviously several decades more advanced than in my previous life, but there seems to be something wrong with the social system."

Thinking about this, Chen Xiang painted the scenery outside the window.

"I checked a lot of information yesterday. It seems that there is really something extraordinary here. As long as you enter a higher education college or a church and offer your faith to the Four Pillars Gods..."

Chen Dixiang lit a cigarette.

"Four Pillar Gods...are there really gods in this world?"

While he was deep in thought, there was a noise suddenly coming from the living room. Chen Dixiang's expression froze. He opened the drawer, took out a large-caliber pistol, and quietly opened the door.

He heaved a sigh of relief.

"Big sister, second brother, why are you back?"

The eldest sister Chen Shaoyan is a core member of the Huomen, and the second brother Chen Xin is a senior inspector of the police station. They are the relatives of this life... real relatives.

"problem occurs."

Chen Shaoyan was sweating profusely, panting slightly, and looked terrified:
"The Eighth Ring has been completely blocked. Something major has happened. Brother, take the necessary items. We are ready to leave!!"

Chen Dixiang was slightly stunned:
"Sister, what happened......"

"altar!"

The one who spoke was Chen Xin, who looked very frightened:

"An ancient altar was discovered at a construction site. Blood and flesh were flowing out of it. It was dark and ominous, and it was related to the legendary supernatural!"

Chen Dixiang's expression tensed up, his mind suddenly became confused, and he subconsciously said:
"The old altar?"

"What old altar?"

Chen Shaoyan and Chen Xin were both slightly surprised. Chen Dixiang himself was also confused for a moment. The old altar...why did he say this word?
He suddenly felt a splitting headache, and some vague memories flashed...

Some inexplicable thoughts emerged in his mind, telling him directly that the altar his second brother mentioned was called the Old Altar.

The flesh and blood flowing out of the altar should be the flesh and blood of the Emperor Elephant...

Wait, who the hell is Emperor Xiang?

Chen Dixiang's head was getting more and more painful.

"Anyway, pack up quickly, let's get out of the Eight Rings!"

Chen Xin said solemnly:
"That strange altar is suspected to be related to the Pure White Cult. If it is confirmed to be true, the Eight Rings may suffer a devastating blow!"

"well……."

Chen Dixiang was a little confused and responded subconsciously, but the memory fragments in his mind were still flashing wildly!

He stumbled back to the room and packed his things, but suddenly he felt the dark crack-like birthmark on his wrist itching violently.
Chen Dixiang scratched the birthmark fiercely. As he scratched, the birthmark, which looked like a dark crack, twisted and squirmed.
Immediately afterwards...

A child with gold and silver eyes crawled out from the birthmark.

(End of this chapter)