I, the Lord of the Fifth Heavenly Throne, flow out of all things!

Valyria opened her eyes, and they were no longer sharp, but rather gentle and resolute.

He had no intention of hurting Theresa, but he was just a little confused about the child.

He loved Theresa as if she were his own child.

But he didn't know whether that love was based on the reaction of his body or came from his own intention.

But no matter how confused she was, Valyria really didn't want anything to happen to the child.

...........

Duanmulian left the church and was sent to Suwahara Hospital by Valeria.

His physical injuries required hospitalization.

Valyria gave Duanmulian the highest level of treatment and fully reimbursed all the expenses.

Now, when he has recovered from his injuries, it is time to leave Suwahara.

But before that...

"E-413, you are really motivated to protect those two surveillance targets."

At night, in the city hospital, Red Spider's ghostly figure quietly descended on the VIP ward where Duanmulian was.

Looking at the disheveled little figure on the hospital bed, his eyes were indifferent and he sneered.

"Shouldn't I protect them?"

Looking at the Red Spider in front of her with calm and empty eyes, Duan Mu Lian's voice was filled with doubt.

Except for monitoring Himuro Reia and Sakurai Hotaru, any other actions must obey Starscream's orders.

The other party came this time not because they were angry with him for protecting Himuro Reia and Sakurai Hotaru.

Rather, it was because he came into the sight of Valyria and Lisa and left a deep impression.

After something like this happened, the Black Round Table's efficiency in protecting the Sun Prince would have to be improved.

As acting commander of the Black Round Table, Valyria ordered Starscream to guard Suwahara during this period.

If the clone of Duanmulian wants to avoid being exposed, he can no longer stay in Suwahara.

After all, in the future, the real Zarathustra will come to Suwahara sooner or later.

"No, you did a good job, but your mission is terminated next."

Red Spider originally planned to secretly deal with Duan Mu Lian, but after thinking it over, he rejected the idea.

However, Duanmu Lian could no longer stay in Suwahara, and he had to move away.

Ayase Kōzo had died in an accident, and Zarathustra's plan to clone himself had long been shelved.

Although Starscream still has cloning materials, he no longer plans to continue cloning.

Moreover, both Beatrice and Sakurai Kai are dead.

In addition to guarding Suwahara, Starscream also received a mission to train their new member of the Black Round Table, Sakurai Hotaru.

Valyria had promised not to let the little girl become a Death Eater, but she had not promised not to let her take another seat at the Black Table.

It just so happens that after Sakurai Kai died, his body could be used as a corpse soldier.

And someone is needed to take over the seat of the deceased Beatrice.

"So, what should I do next?" Duanmulian asked.

"Let's talk about it after you've recovered from your injury."

After leaving these words, Red Spider disappeared directly into the ward.

He planned to transfer Duanmulian to his own company. He had a company in New York, USA, and also had a branch in Japan.

No matter where she goes, Duanmu Lian can no longer stay in Suwahara.

"......"

Duanmulian looked at the night view outside the window silently. There was not a trace of emotion in her deep and calm eyes. It was like a black hole where no reality could be seen.

This scene before me and everything that happened before it are already reincarnation dramas that have been repeated countless times.

When will we be able to break through the blockade of the Eternal Tribulation Ring?

Can his generation do it?

[Go ahead and continue to draw a new story. ]

Duanmulian whispered to herself in the space.

He has overcome the difficulties and gained a relatively long period of stable development.

Next, it’s time for him to officially embark on his own path.

.............

Interior view of the space.

In a peach garden where the spiritual energy is so rich that it turns into mist and there is a waft of strange fragrance.

A figure was walking in the spiritual mist.

Hearing the voice of her other self in the real world, Duanmulian paused.

He took a deep breath and continued walking forward. He came to a peach tree and picked a peach that ripened once every three thousand years.

“Crack!”

Duanmulian looked at the peach in her hand, which was slightly larger than her fist, and took a bite.

The moment the flesh was broken, an unimaginable rich fragrance rushed straight into his internal organs and permeated his entire body.

The fragrant peach juice splashed everywhere, but did not fall on the ground or on his body.

Instead, he was controlled by Duanmulian's power, and all of it was eaten into his mouth and swallowed into his stomach without leaving a drop.

In an instant, a huge amount of spiritual energy spread from Duanmulian's body to every part of his body.

At this moment, the essence in his body was boiling, and his blood and energy turned into materialized flames that burned on his body surface.

And when Duanmulian practiced the Nine Revolutions of Life and Death Tribulation Art and used this huge amount of immortal spiritual energy to repair the damage to her soul, the blood flames on her body gradually subsided.

When the damage to the soul was completely healed, Duanmulian absorbed all the remaining energy through the body, causing it to transform.

“Clang clang clang…”

At this moment, the sound of metal clashing came from Duanmulian's body and acupoints. One acupoint after another was opened up by the huge immortal essence, constantly absorbing and exhaling the surrounding spiritual energy that was so dense that it turned into mist.

At the same time, Duanmulian's teeth and all the hair on her body fell off one after another, and then grew back at an astonishing speed.

Wow!

Looking down and observing her own body from within, Duanmulian discovered that the blood flowing in her body had turned platinum.

This was probably because the yang energy and silver energy, as well as the absorption of the silver comet fragments before, caused his physique to change.

In his blood, one can clearly feel an extremely yang, strong and indestructible aura.

"call---"

Duanmulian opened his mouth and a stream of white gas like a dazzling white light was sprayed out of him. Feeling the changes in his soul and flesh, a trace of seriousness appeared on his face.

At this moment, he took out the golden page of the book of Gods and Demons from his body.

He placed the golden page against his chest, then closed his eyes and used the power of his soul to communicate and connect with it.

The moment he established a connection with it, the golden pages on his chest turned into fluid and flowed into his body through his skin.

And tiny lines of golden words began to revolve around Duanmulian like a nebula.

Whoosh whoosh! ! !

Finally, all these golden words flowed down Duanmulian's head and into his brows.

When all these words poured into Duanmulian's body, an explosion like the creation of the universe occurred in his soul consciousness.

An [inner scene] belonging to him, just like the real universe, was born.

Duanmu Lian in the inner scene seemed a little dazed and her consciousness was not clear.

"Xiao Lian, go wash your clothes quickly and come work with us in the fields later."

At this moment, a woman's voice came from behind Duanmulian.

Hearing this voice, Duanmu Lian suddenly woke up and felt a trace of melancholy memories in her heart.

He turned his head and found that the surrounding environment was a relatively retro courtyard-style house.

Not far away, a familiar woman was feeding the chickens in the fence with some leftovers and crushed corn.

The other person was none other than his mother in his previous life.

"What about him?"

Duan Mulian's eyes, as calm as a dead person, turned to a little boy who was playing with a round card on the ground.

The other party was none other than his own younger brother.

When he saw his brother looking at him, he turned his eyes, stood up with a smile and shouted to the busy woman:

"Mom, I'm going out to play with my classmates!"

After saying that, without even waiting for a response, he ran out of the door and disappeared.

In this regard, looking at the woman whose eyes were full of doting and helplessness towards the little boy, Duan Mu Lian's eyes showed a hint of nostalgia.

Yes, he grew up in such an environment.

Even if it was a set falsehood, this was indeed the original Duan Mulian's previous life.

He was just sharing his past life experience with his own soul, and there was nothing wrong with that.

"Snapped---!"

Just as Duanmulian was lost in thought and recalling the past, a crisp slap sounded on his head.

A middle-aged man appeared behind him at some point, took back the hand that had hit Duan Mulian on the head, and said in an impatient and commanding tone:

"Your mother asked you to wash clothes, but you are deaf and didn't hear her. If you don't finish washing, don't eat. You will have to work in the fields with us on an empty stomach!"

“The pain in the interior scenes is also very real.”

Ignoring the man beside her, Duan Mulian reached out and touched her head, feeling the pain, and said this to herself.

Looking at the motionless little boy in front of him, the man frowned and kicked him directly on the butt.

Duanmulian remained motionless, ignoring the man's kicking, beating and scolding.

He has been awake all the time, or rather, he was awake when he saw the person appearing here.

This is his interior scene, reflecting his inner world, and it is also a blank world where he can do whatever he wants.

"Let's say goodbye to the past which is no different from this one."

Duanmulian, who was knocked to the ground, stood up, feeling the pain from the beating. An indifferent sneer appeared on his young face, and his eyes were filled with incomparable emptiness and ruthlessness.

In an instant, the black-haired little boy turned into a little boy with blue hair and blue eyes.

Before the middle-aged man next to her could show any shocked expression, Duanmulian kicked him sideways.

Puff——!

Before she could even blink, the man's legs below the knees were kicked away, or rather, broken.

In the inner scene, it depends on how you understand yourself.

Duanmulian believed that she should have the strength to break the opponent's legs, so she could break both of his legs here.

“Ah ...

The man with his legs broken and kicked away fell to the ground and was about to let out a shrill scream.

But before he could yell a few more times, Duanmulian stepped hard on his mouth, blocking the shrill sound of his screams.

"Please die peacefully. I allow you to remain in my memory, but not here."

Ignoring the screams of the woman behind him, who was his mother and collapsed on the ground in fear, Duanmulian raised his right hand and clenched it, and then countless light particles gathered, converged, and reconstructed into a weapon with an extremely strange shape.

It's called a weapon, but it looks more like a traffic signal device on the road.