I created the myth of the Great Old Ones.

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Charlotte could sense that the composition of this place was changing.

He knew very well that this was a trap set by the "Dark Ones," and that even his arrival here was part of their scheme.

But Charlotte is also a fun-loving person.

To achieve His goals, even He Himself can become a pawn.

Her thinking became sluggish, and her mind began to fill with countless chaotic thoughts. Charlotte finally threw the instrument in her hand.

When the light enveloped her body, the woman in the cheongsam, with her graceful figure, became blind and foolish; her eyes lost their light.

The Dark One turned around.

He discovered that neither the musical instrument nor the land rope had been found.

Chapter 946 is a bit salty

When Lu Ban woke up, he saw an unfamiliar ceiling.

He felt a sense of oppression on his face and noticed a bare foot stepping on it.

These feet are white, small, and soft. For some reason, they feel familiar, as if I've been stepped on quite a few times before.

Lu Ban couldn't resist taking a bite.

"Ugh, disgusting!"

A voice came from above, and the foot lifted up.

Lu Ban looked up and saw slender ankles, fair calves, slightly fleshy thighs, and what lay beneath the hem of her skirt.

*Pfft*

Lu Ban was stepped on again.

"What are you looking at?"

I was scolded.

If it were someone with a mental disorder or unusual fetish, they would definitely yell "Get out of the way and let me have a turn!" or "Give me a few more insults!" and come over.

But Lu Ban is a normal human being with a normal mind, mental health, and extremely high rationality.

He only found it a little salty.

Soon, the foot moved away.

Lu Ban saw that Leopard was sitting on the bed in front of him, her two soft legs crossed and her feet on the soft carpet.

"you're awake."

"Leopard said."

Lu Ban slowly got up and first checked his condition.

At least he's still a person.

In the field of vision, some silvery spots of light flickered, trying to reassemble into meaningful written symbols, but they were fragmented and could not continue.

Lu Ban didn't have any extraordinary items on him. He tried to materialize a silver revolver [Last Words], and the reassuring weapon appeared in his palm.

They're back, but not completely back.

"Where is this place?"

Lu Ban looked around and found that the room had a bed, a table and chairs, and a window. Judging from the style of the decoration, it seemed to be a product of the early 20th century. There was a fountain pen, ink, and open books on the table, but Lu Ban did not recognize the words on them.

"As you can see, a ruined capital."

"I said casually."

"Is this a ruined capital?"

Lu Ban was somewhat skeptical.

He went to the window and looked outside. He saw that the sky was shrouded in smog, and thick smoke was billowing from the chimneys of factories in the distance. On the street visible from the house, pedestrians came and went in an endless stream.

"What era's ruined capital is this?"

Lu Ban turned to ask.

Leopard was dressed in modern clothes, short sleeves and a short skirt, like a middle school student on vacation.

"The ruined capital has only one era, and under His watchful gaze, time here cannot be reversed."

She smiled and said.

"Haven't you noticed that the time you've experienced in the ruined capital has always been from ancient times to the present?"

After being reminded by Leopard, Lu Ban briefly recalled his short journey to the Abandoned Capital and realized that although the flow of time in between might be slightly different, it was indeed arranged in chronological order. There was no situation where he suddenly returned to the ancient times of the Abandoned Capital and then traveled to the present of the Abandoned Capital.

He hadn't paid any attention to it before, thinking it was just a coincidence.

Now, upon closer reflection, the Chosen Ones possess a strong observer effect, enabling them to rewrite history and fix it in place through the Silent Land. The Great Old Ones, the gods above gods, are even stronger observers. Once they witness it, the cycle of fate is closed and cannot be altered.

In this way, with Charlotte herself present in the ruined capital, it would be extremely difficult to alter the history of the ruined capital.

At least Lu Ban's missions in the ruined capital did not involve anything too extraordinary. Even those related to Daoist Heming were merely remnants of his will, and in the end, Charlotte wiped them all out.

As for gang warfare and the like, their impact on the overall historical process of this foreign land was negligible.

Where is Charlotte?

Lu Ban asked again. He came to the front of the leopard. The girl's clothes seemed to be a little too big. One side of the clothes slipped down from her shoulder, making people sigh that her old shoulder was extremely slippery.

"You're here, and you're still asking Him?"

Leopard looked at Lu Ban with a slightly strange expression.

"That's what I wanted to ask you too."

Lu Ban was confused. He only remembered that he had resolved the rainstorm in the wasteland, then met the "Dark Ones," and arrived in a world without any supernatural powers. He encountered many dead people, and then he came into contact with some supernatural powers in that world. Ultimately, he was forced to come into contact with pollutants in an attempt to return to supernatural powers.

That's about it for Lu Ban's memories.

Further on, there are ever-expanding chunks of flesh, all sorts of crazy and illogical thoughts, and a huge, rust-red planet.

Oh, right, Amber and Sia.

Lu Ban suddenly remembered that he didn't know what had happened to the other two.

Although it was merely a replica created by extracting souls, it was tantamount to a second life for the two who were truly dead.

Moreover, the cycle has already been completed, and what cannot be saved is the original version of them, not the newly born version.

And Twisted Fate, Red Leaf, and many more people from that world will have the opportunity to return again.

"I do not know."

Lu Ban spoke the truth.

"Then what's that in your hand?"

"Leopard asked again."

Lu Ban then noticed that he had been holding a stick-like object in his hand since the beginning.

This thing looks like a flute, crystal clear, like the bones of some kind of creature.

There are also some holes on the stick, straight and without branches or vines.

"This is……?"

Lu Ban picked up the object, but no information related to it came to mind.

This stuff isn't contaminated?

Lu Ban found it strange because the texture was similar to his suona. Clearly, this was not a creation of the human world, and things from other lands must have been contaminated.

Even if the level of pollution is low and insufficient to erode the current land barrier, the knowledge that comes with the pollution should still exist.

But this thing doesn't carry any knowledge or pollution; it's as if it were something that should naturally exist in this world.

"Want me to blow on it?"

"Leopard said."

Lu Ban held it up, not knowing where the hole was, and blew on it haphazardly, but no sound came out.

Why don't you give it a try?

Lu Ban handed the instrument to Leopard.

The leopard took it, and just as it put its mouth on one of the holes, it suddenly moved it away.

"The stuff you blew on is so dirty."

"What's so dirty about this?"

Lu Ban found it unbelievable that Leopard would actually dislike him.

"Didn't you just lick this?"

Leopard raised its leg again to indicate.