Super God: From Ghost Rider to King of Fengdu

of course.

that's not important.

What's important is, who is that person?

"We have jointly searched all the information on the entire earth, including those recorded on paper and in data, without any omissions!"

"We have determined that certain documents that exist are not lost."

"The records of that person do exist in the celestial supercomputer."

"But the strange thing is that often we just looked at the data and records, but in the blink of an eye, we have completely forgotten the information!"

"even……"

"I've even started to experience a phenomenon where the information is projected in front of my eyes in real time, but the information I just saw is forgotten the next moment."

"Undoubtedly, this is the influence of the antimemetic effect!"

"As you know, the angels and even all god-making civilizations have done in-depth research on the anti-memetic effect!"

silence.

Everyone is silent.

That feeling sucks.

You clearly know that existence is important to you.

But you don't know who he is, you are only sure that he once existed!

But no one knows where he is now, what he is experiencing, or even... is he right next to me, but I know nothing about it?

Unspeakable fear surrounded the angels.

They are not afraid of life or death.

But they are afraid that, with a heart full of regret, they will completely forget the person they are protecting who is so important to them.

……

In the newly built Death Song Academy, Carl's projection was sitting in a cramped room beside the construction site, writing something at his desk...

This is certainly Carl's habit.

With the big clock behind.

Even if Carl wanted to write something, why would he use such an inefficient way?

move.

It was just a means to calm his mind so that he could think more calmly, that's all.

and so.

Morgana said that this was a show-off or something, but that is pure nonsense.

moment.

Snow, still slightly hot, walked in.

He bowed and asked:

"My God Karl, Hua Ye and Ruoning are here to visit. Does my God want to meet them?"

He raised his head slightly, and his pair of blue eyes were filled with helplessness.

Carl shook his head and said:

"Send him away, Snow. Today is different from the past. Now that we have been defeated, we must learn how to put ourselves in the right position!"

must!

correct!

Karl emphasized these two words.

A hint of understanding flashed in Snow's eyes, and then he took three steps back and left quickly.

As Carl said, correctness is the most important thing. After all, the angels now have partial authority over the big clock.

Having just narrowly escaped death in the aftermath of Queen Kesha's attack, Snow didn't want to be targeted by the queen because of his careless actions.

Looking at Snow's receding back, Carl was suddenly stunned.

Then he frowned slightly.

He looked at his body with confusion.

[Data projection? Why would I show such a weak attitude? Even if it was to confuse the audience, it shouldn't be done to show weakness in front of the queen.]

Mind this.

Carl's mind moved, and he instantly turned back into his original phantom form.

But at that moment.

Trillions of sword lights passed by like a tsunami, and Carl's phantom was destroyed in the first place!

As a result, all the Taotie who were working as coolies to help Carl build the new Death Song Academy were also affected and were instantly cut into pieces and blood foam flew everywhere.

of course.

Such attack.

It is inevitable that the Death Song Academy will fall into ruin again.

Carl's body reassembled, and this time, what appeared was a data projection body.

Carl looked around blankly, feeling puzzled.

what happened?

Is it true that the phantom body is rejected by heaven and earth?

Can this world ever be better?

Chapter 412: Space Tricks and the Original Land

Falling!

Endless falling!

It was a bottomless dark abyss.

at least.

No matter whether Wu Zhao observed from a supernatural perspective or explored with scientific means, all she got was nothing! .

What's even more terrifying is.

During this falling process, the evil spirits in Wu Zhao's body had already been integrated into one.

At this moment, it seemed as if trillions of infinite time and space were separating me from Wu Zhao.

Those evil spirits are still there!

Its conceptual core remains identical with itself.

but.

The "distance" between the two parties has been infinitely lengthened at the conceptual level!

That intermittent feeling can be described as a disconnection, only the concept of time and confusion with the weirdness still exists.

It can barely anchor its own existence, so as not to be lost in this formless and intangible nothingness.

Yes.

There is no empty space here.

It is like a bottomless abyss. Its thin existence characteristics cannot support the survival of normal life at all!

Any normal life falls into it.

waiting for him.

It will be assimilation from space!

If you fall here, normalcy will be like a drop of ink dropped into the vast ocean, and will be diluted to almost nothing in an instant!

But even if there are conceptual entities 24 and time entities anchoring their own concepts.

Wu Zhao also felt it.

One's own existence is constantly being diluted, the memory is like this, the existence is like this, and so is the cognition of the self.

【Where is this? 】

【Why am I here? 】

【Oh, yes, I fell here on my own initiative. 】

【Huh? 】

【Who am I then? 】

In the endless darkness and nothingness.

Wu Zhao keenly sensed that her existence was being diluted by the supernatural nature.

then.

He could only continue to sense the strangeness of time.

The time backup belonging to Wu Zhao herself stored in it is activated. Such close interaction also makes the characteristic of Root Domination continue to take effect.

gradually.

Even the time ghost began to be confused with Wu Zhao.

The remnants of time, mixed with the dust of time, gradually filled into Wu Zhao's body.

gradually.

Wu Zhao's perspective has been elevated!

At that moment.

Wu Zhao completely elevated her own dimension, truly recalled everything that had been forgotten and diluted, and was truly able to anchor her own existence!

He finally remembered.

[Yes, I was just exploring the strange highway system...]

[In search of the root...]

[I took the initiative to fall into the darkness...]

[Now, I am afraid that those who know me well have already forgotten me! ]

Mind this.

Wu Zhao began to sense the past, present and future.

He stands on the long river of time.

Skipping frames, searching for my own traces in the long river of time.

[I have indeed been forgotten, but that kind of forgetfulness is not stripping, but covering! ]

【Right! 】

[After all, I am also a Moon Nightmare or even a half-step Solar Eclipse. ]

[At least I have controlled the Emperor of Fengdu, who is one and the same as the concept of the underworld, and I am also an existence that integrates the time ghost. The fierce ghost that can erase my mark in the long river of time is probably not born yet! ]

【but. 】

[Even the self that I projected in the memories of all living beings can be covered by the strange and mysterious ghost. ]

[This fierce creature is indeed quite good! ]

Since it was just a simple covering and not a threat to the foundation of its own existence, Wu Zhao withdrew her gaze.

In this regard.