I kidnapped the timeline

The azure blue light pierced the snow curtain, carrying Zhang Daowen's final determination to strike at the Dark God.

At this time, many forces in the field that were secretly paying attention raised their heads and looked in the direction of Dawn City.

Far away, they could still see a flash of crystal blue rising into the sky, blooming with dazzling light.

The divine power is mighty and sweeps across all directions.

Even though he was as strong as the Dark God, he didn't dare to take the blow forcefully, and roared to escape from the ice and snow field.

I saw the Dark God waving his hands wildly, and rich flames appeared on the surface of his body, trying to melt the completely frozen space, so that he could tear out a space channel and escape.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't melt the frozen space.

Turbulent energy and blood surged out of Dark God's body. At this time, Dark God did not dare to hold anything back.

In the dark god's fearful expression, the flames were also frozen by the power of extreme cold, spreading towards it at an extremely fast speed.

Faced with death, the Dark God chose to burn his own blood and fight to the death.

The surging energy and blood overflowed from the body and turned into more raging flames to surround it, trying to resist the invasion of Zhang Daowen's extreme cold power.

A lot of energy and blood in the body were consumed at this moment, but Dark God didn't feel bad.

At this moment, it just wants to live.

The crazily burning energy and blood caused the Dark God's body to gradually shrink, the strange flashing lines on his body became dim, and his expression became weak.

But it still failed to resist the falling ice blade.

When the ice blade approached, the helpless Dark God released the remaining energy and blood in his body and swung his hands forward, trying to catch the incoming ice blade.

The ice blade slashed down not very fast, but it was inevitable.

The Dark God, who had become weak, could only grit his teeth, but the moment its hands came into contact with the ice blade, the cold air quickly invaded its body, rapidly destroying its body structure, and even its consciousness was affected by the extreme cold. was gradually frozen.

Facing Zhang Daowen's fatal blow, the Dark God seemed to have seen his own end, and let out a roar that resounded throughout the world, squeezing his own energy and blood in order to resist the spread of the extreme cold power in his body.

Kacha!

A crisp cracking sound sounded from the Dark God's body, and the blood core in his body shattered under its desperate pressure.

The moment the blood core shattered, the Dark God completely lost his resistance to the power of extreme cold.

In a short time, it transformed into an ice sculpture.

At this time, Zhang Daowen grabbed the opponent from behind. Feng Qi, who was watching the battle not far away, felt that his vision was temporarily blurred. When his vision became clear, he found that he had appeared next to Zhang Daowen.

Uncle Qi...just do it. His body has been completely destroyed by me, so there is no need to worry anymore.

After hearing these words, Feng Qi was about to take action, but suddenly thought of a question.

Assuming that he kills the Dark God here, it will completely erase the Dark God from the timeline, then will the real history be changed?

Maybe the Dark God Clan wouldn't exist.

As time goes by, the butterfly effect has a huge impact.

The existence of the Dark God has a long history, and the disappearance of the Dark God may affect not only time, but also the history of the entire domain and world.

Although the Dark God Clan is not a force in the small spiritual world, it may still affect a large number of domain forces, possibly even the Mist Clan.

For example, a domain creature that was once killed by the Dark God, because the Dark God was erased in history, caused it to survive when it should have died. Maybe this domain creature, or the descendants of this domain creature will establish Start a domain dynasty.

The impact of this is huge.

It is possible that this dynasty annexed the Mist Tribe during its expansion, and it is also possible that this force indirectly destroyed the Mist Tribe's ancestors.

Therefore, if you kill the Dark God, all previous efforts may fall short, or even start over.

This is different from the previous situation.

In the previous future dreams, he killed new forces that appeared beyond the reality line and could not interfere with his reality line.

But the Dark God is different. It has existed for a long time.

Just when Feng Qi was hesitating, the narrator's voice sounded in his mind.

[Don’t panic, I’ve already analyzed this situation for you, don’t worry it’ll be fine. 】

Why? Feng Qi asked immediately.

【Have you forgotten the three tails? Before you absorbed the three-tailed body evolution token, this miraculous item had a history older than the Dark God. During this period, I don’t know how many owners it changed. However, after you returned to reality, reality has not been changed. This shows that you There are limitations to the ability to erase, and it is very likely that it is between reality and the year 1500. This is why you shuttle between these two points in time. They are like two important nodes marked in the long river of history. . 】

[In addition, the faith bracelet in your hand can also prove this. After you took away the faith bracelet, history has not been changed. Even the Black Island is still there without any change, so at that time I Infer that your erasure is limited and does not span all points in time. 】

[There are other proofs. For example, one of the origins of the Dark God, the blood source, was taken away by you, but do you think there has been any change in history? Facts have proved that the starting point of history you changed is the point on the line of reality. Otherwise, the Dark God has lost one of its origins, and its impact on history will be equally huge. Now the Dark God tribe still exists, and even their leader has not changed. He is still the same masked man. This is Prove that you can't affect history before the point of reality. 】

Then if I kill the Dark God, can I still extract the innate ability?

[Then I don’t know. It’s most likely possible. After all, the timelines are different. What you extracted is the Dark God of this timeline. What does it have to do with the Dark God of your reality line? 】

Is it impossible to go back in time? It's possible that the sacrifice line I experienced is connected to the reality line. It's just that after my death in the future dream world, time was traced back to the starting point of the reality line.

[Your suspicion is indeed possible. I even doubted whether Xiao Hei was resetting time by killing you. If this hypothesis is true, then Xiao Hei is not harming you by killing you, but helping you. 】

Don't wash it. If Xiao Hei really wants to help me, can't he just let me live a little longer? If backtracking is the truth, how can we explain that there are two me? After all, the brain in the Scarlet Research Institute cannot be fake. I read my own memory and it proves that there are two me.

[How do I know whether to open a new timeline or go back and restart the time? You have to explore the truth yourself, but now it can at least be proven that you cannot affect the history before the reality line, so the Dark God can kill. 】

After listening to the narrator's answer, Feng Qi understood clearly, and then asked in his mind:

Why haven't you explained it to me before?

[Too lazy to explain, too tired, and no overtime pay... How can any employee take the initiative to ask the boss to work overtime, right? Capital Chess. 】

As always, the narrator still looked careless, but the narrator's explanation made Feng Qi feel relieved.

After coming back to his senses, he clenched his fist to gain strength and punched the Dark God's chest, which had turned into an ice sculpture.

When his fist collided with the Dark God ice sculpture, a crack appeared in the Dark God's chest, tearing the Dark God's flesh apart.

This crack expanded and spread at an extremely fast speed, enlarging the scar on the Dark God's chest.

In the blink of an eye, the Dark God ice sculpture was covered with cracks.

With his energy and blood exhausted, the Dark God has completely lost his resistance, and even his consciousness has been frozen.

The cracks continued to expand, and with a crisp sound, the Dark God Ice Sculpture collapsed.

A thin ball of energy and blood emerged from the ice debris and penetrated into Feng Qi's body at an extremely fast speed.

Since the Dark God exhausted his energy and blood before his death, he did not absorb much energy and blood, and the change in his physical fitness was not obvious.

He didn't care at all.

What he values ​​​​is the other four original talents of the Dark God.

At this time, I can clearly feel that some mysterious power is spreading in my body, intertwined with the blood source talent.

But just when he was about to open the talent panel, a loud noise suddenly came from beside him.

Turning around, he saw that the ice and snow divine body on Zhang Daowen was rapidly collapsing, turning into blue crystal light spots that swayed over Dawn City with the wind and snow.

Wearing a cloth robe, Zhang Daowen, who had lifted his ice and snow body, stood with his hands in the air, but the vitality in his eyes was quickly dissipating.

The battle with the Dark God had exhausted the last vitality in Zhang Daowen's body.

Seeing this scene, Feng Qi couldn't hide the sadness in his eyes.

Looking at Zhang Daowen standing proudly in the air, his mind vaguely recalled what the little guy looked like when he was young.

When he was young, Zhang Daowen was the number one god of war in Star City, the leader of the strongest battle group Qi Wen in Star City, and the commander-in-chief of the military department.

But at this time, Zhang Daowen no longer has the power of the past. Now he is old and shabby. The lack of energy and blood in his body has made him skinny and skinny. His white hair is falling off one by one in the wind.

The ice and snow field also collapsed at this time, and countless blue crystal light points swayed like raindrops, dripping on Zhang Daowen's body.

Ahem...

A flash of bright red was mixed in the blue light rain, falling downwards.

Feng Qi immediately released his blood source form and used telekinesis to lift his body and fly to Zhang Daowen's side.

Zhang Daowen's face was pale, and even his breathing became very weak.

Death is spreading.

At this time, the forces in the areas near Dawn City all raised their heads and looked in the direction of Dawn City.

Although they had not seen everything, they could still sense that the human war god was on the verge of death and that the vitality in his body was rapidly running out.

Storm is coming.

But none of them chose to take action at this time and divide the resources in Daybreak City.

Just because Zhang Daowen is not dead yet.

Even if his energy and blood are depleted, even if his combat power is exhausted, Zhang Daowen's divine power remains in the minds of the forces in these fields like a brand.

Eight hundred miles away from Daybreak City, there is the Sky Splitting Temple on the Clouds.

The figure shrouded in golden light looked in the direction of Dawn City, his eyes flickering, and a domineering voice emerged in his mind:

Split Heaven God Clan, retreat eight hundred miles away from Dawn, otherwise... I'll kill you!

Hahahaha, finally dead. The golden figure stood up, then looked at the figure beside him and said softly:

Get ready to take over the new territory. After Zhang Daowen's death, the power structure of the Barrens should change. From now on, this territory will be the world of our Split Heaven God Clan.

…

At dawn outside the city, Feng Qi put his hand on Zhang Daowen's chest, constantly infusing Qi and blood into his body, hoping to extend his withering life.

Uncle Qi, no need. My body is the same as yours 1,500 years ago. It's at the end of its rope. Don't waste any more energy and blood.

After the words fell, Zhang Daowen could no longer support his body in the air and fell straight to the ground.

Feng Qi immediately stepped forward to support his body.

In Zhang Daowen's eyes, he saw indescribable fatigue.

So many years of hard work have finally come to an end.

After landing, he felt uncomfortable looking at the old and haggard Zhang Daowen.

Uncle Qi... I failed to lead the human race to rise... I failed to live up to your expectations...

Zhang Daowen was lying on the ground, his eyes full of loneliness.

You have done very well, even better than me. The human race can persist until now because of you.

But...but I really can't walk.

Tears filled Zhang Daowen's eyes. When his life was fading away, what he was thinking about was the future of the human race.

Hearing these words, Feng Qi fell silent.

He didn't know how to answer this question.

What can be expected is that after Zhang Daowen's death, the existing human race will not be able to defend the Dawn City at all.

The human race without Zhang Daowen is like losing its solid foundation, and civilization will eventually collapse and become a speck of dust on the road to the advent of the great trend.

Maybe there are other ways to save you.

Zhang Daowen shook his head gently, his eyes gradually became cloudy, and the blue color was fading:

Uncle Qi, I know my body well. I have tried many ways to preserve my life. I have exhausted all means to get to this day... Now I have reached the end.

After hearing these words, Feng Qi did not answer.

He knew that this was the end of Zhang Daowen, and his ability could not change the fact that his life was about to wither.

Any regrets?

He asked softly at this time.

Zhang Daowen didn't answer. He struggled and stood up tremblingly.

Looking towards Dawn City in the distance, his eyes were full of reluctance.

Working for the rise of the human race was once the future direction that Uncle Qi taught him, but today, it has become an obsession in his heart.

The human race has not yet risen, but he can no longer walk.

Looking at the bright red dawn flag on the city wall in the distance, he looked lonely.

Since Uncle Qi's death, this flag has been passed down from generation to generation, and there will always be new generations in Star City who will carry this flag and walk with him.

But today, he was left alone.

But he could no longer carry the flag that had united the faith of countless fellow travelers, and he could not find a new successor.

He slowly turned around and cast his gaze in the direction of the ruins of Star City.

His lips trembled slightly, and countless images appeared in his mind.

The ruins of Star City under the ruins were once the place where his memory began, recording his life's struggle and growth.

He had sworn in his heart countless times that one day he would lead the human race out of Dawn City and rebuild their former home.

But in the face of the cruel reality, in an environment of strong and weak predators surrounded by powerful clans, the plan to rebuild their homes has never been realized.

When his life was about to wither, countless voices sounded in his mind.

Ancestor, when will our human race be able to compete with those powerful races?

Ancestor, my father said that you are the patron saint of the human race. This flower is given to you.

Old Ancestor, you protect our clan, no force dares to offend us and kill them with one move of freezing thousands of miles, hahaha.

Ancestor...

Zhang Daowen burst into tears thinking that the human race that he had protected for more than a thousand years would come to an end after his fall.

This human war god, who had not cried for more than a thousand years, could no longer hold back the sadness in his heart and shed tears.

When he turned around again and looked in the direction of Dawn City, he looked at the Dawn flag fluttering in the wind.

Human race...the future...

As he murmured, the fire of life burned out, and his life came to an end.

When he died, he was still standing there with his eyes open, and the breeze blew a corner of his robe. His eyes looked at the last fire of human civilization, as if he wanted to continue to protect it...

Thanks to the tip number 0655 for the 5,000 starting coins.

I've been looking for a feeling for this chapter, so I posted it late, sorry.