Next to the return machine, what comes into view is a vast expanse of ruins.

These ruins silently tell the story of a thrilling battle that once took place.

It is conceivable that the battle at that time must have been extremely brutal.

Only after an extremely fierce battle would such shocking traces be left behind.

Looking back over the past hundred years, it can be said that there has only been one war of this scale.

The war that destroyed Kanria five hundred years ago.

Most of the rest of the time, there were just sporadic conflicts and small-scale fights.

After all, in the era when the Seven Gods were still alive, few people dared to challenge the majesty of the gods easily.

Not to mention openly provoking trouble and creating chaos.

When they finally arrived near the End of the World, Paimon's eyes widened.

Looking at the crossbow in front of him that is larger than an adult.

I couldn't help but exclaim.

“Wow!

So spectacular!

Such a big thing is indeed a treasure left by an immortal!"

Her eyes first fell on herself, then swept over each person present in turn.

Finally, he returned to the return plane and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

“But how do you use such a big thing?

It looks so complicated...

And how much strength is needed to operate it..."

Zhongli listened to Paimon's question quietly, shook his head slightly, and answered in a calm tone.

"I'm afraid we can't start it at this point because it's been badly damaged."

There was a hint of regret in his words, but more of it was respect and awe for this ancient relic.

Paimon seemed confused by this.

Perhaps in her opinion, the physical world created by the immortals should last forever.

Zhongli could only sigh helplessly.

“However, time flies, and we have gone through thousands of years of vicissitudes.

Even if it is a sophisticated machine made by an immortal, it is difficult to withstand the erosion of time and maintain its original appearance. "

Upon hearing this, Paimon patted Zhongli's shoulder gently and spoke in a soft and comforting voice.

"Yeah, it's okay, Zhongli.

According to Liyue's words,

'Everything in the world is unpredictable, and happiness, anger, sorrow and joy are all hard to predict'

Who could have predicted that the final result would be such an absurd one? "

With everyone's concerted efforts and hard work, they finally succeeded in finding all the missing parts.

And the final machine will be restored to its original state.

Witness this immortal masterpiece that has been revitalized and started to operate.

An indescribable feeling welled up in everyone's heart.

Even the creations of the immortals cannot withstand the erosion of time. So what is eternal?

However, when they looked carefully through the observation mirror of the return machine.

Still couldn't find any trace of coconut sheep.

At this moment, Lin Feng couldn't bear to hide it any longer, because he was almost unable to hold back his laughter.

"that......

I don’t know if you have ever thought about this.

Maybe coconut milk doesn’t come from coconut sheep?”

His tone was a little hesitant, but there was a thoughtful gleam in his eyes.

"You said...

Could it be the juice from a fruit on a tree?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone who was originally worried because they had no idea how to find the coconut sheep.

The expression on his face froze instantly.

Their eyes widened, as if they were frozen in place by an invisible force.

Come to think of it, I have never heard of any creature called coconut sheep...

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