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At this moment when he was about to sink, He spoke again: "Agreement: Reshape the Earth, begin."

His voice had no emotion at all, even mechanical enough to not be angry, but like a big drum, it easily awakened the mage from that dangerous state. He was sweating coldly and immediately removed those pictures from his mind. cut off. He Shenyan turned his head and saw that the earth was being reshaped.

That picture was extremely shocking.

The entire planet grew out of nothing in just a split second, and a planet full of magma on its surface appeared in place. It began to change within a minute, and the magma began to cool and solidify, forming a solid rock. Gases from volcanic eruptions formed a secondary atmosphere, and evaporation of water vapor accelerated the cooling of the surface. Then the torrential rain started pouring down and continued for several minutes.

The mage watched silently as the earth that was pinched out of thin air went through several generations in just one hour, from the germination of the first underwater life to the extinction of dinosaurs to the appearance of the ancestors of mankind and the discovery of flames. ..conquering the darkness, crossing continents, those mythical creatures walking on the earth one by one...

When everything was over, the earth he was familiar with reappeared in the universe. No one knew that it had been destroyed for a short time, and then it was reshaped by an unspeakable force, and even went through 4.6 billion in one hour. Over the course of the year, this kind of power made He Shenyan shut up. He can also go back in time, but it's impossible to go back so long with the earth as the object.

Is there anything that can do this? There was an answer in his heart, but he dared not say it.

"The transaction is complete." He said this, and then said: "Additional terms detected... Additional terms are being implemented."

Gu Yi's voice sounded in his ear: "Shen Yan, when you hear this news, it means that I am dead. I'm sorry that I can't tell you the truth, and please don't go into the details of who I made a deal with. Of course, I'm sure you can guess some of it... Remember, don't mention it, don't recall. They can feel it."

"The future of our world is up to you. I know it will turn you off, even make you hate me. Because that's who you are, but I have no other way, trust me, if I can find another better than this Well, if there's even the slightest way...I'll do it. Unfortunately, I can't find it."

"You can say I'm taking advantage of your character weakness, or I'm using my death to hold you accountable. You can even hate me because I'm taking advantage of your character weakness right now to force you to bear this burden. Responsibility... hate me, you can even spit on my name, I just hope... you can save them."

"And yourself."

The message from the deceased was slowly finished, and He said to He Shenyan again and for the last time: "The additional terms are completed... The transaction is successful."

Now, in the icy universe, directly above the moon, there is only He Shenyan left.

He stared blankly at the earth, no one knew what was on his mind.

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White Tower.

In a small room.

——Mr. looked at a portrait on his oak table. Before he became a transboundary mage, he asked a painter to paint it when he was on an adventure with his friends in the native world.

A beast-eared female warrior wearing a chainmail, holding a big sword in her hand, is valiant. A halfling archer, he was always a joker, and he didn't even keep his mouth shut when they faced the mountain giants on their adventure. A strange priest who believes in the sun, taciturn, but infallible. His flail is as heavy as his plate armor.

He stood in the middle, wearing a black robe, holding a white staff in his hand. When he was young, he was blond and smiled brightly.

He reached out and stroked the portrait lightly. This is the last legacy of his native world. During an invasion many years ago, his world was destroyed by an organization in the void, and the entire world was packed and taken away. Only he escaped because of crossing the border.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a blood feud.

-Sir suddenly raised his head, not because I didn't want to call him by his real name. But after abusing the administrator for more than three weeks after a fight with the administrator after losing a fight with the administrator, she announced that during her term, Mr. — Mr. will never be able to say his name , so we still have to call him - Mr.

He sighed abruptly, opened Baita's intranet, and clicked on today's news section. A piece of news that was published two seconds ago was surging, and it came directly to the front page. - Mr. looked at the post, he hesitated rarely, even though he had actually sensed Gu Yi's death. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

Two minutes later, he clicked in.

The content of the post did not exceed his expectations. It briefly described some of the things Gu Yi had done after he came to the White Pagoda, such as saving several cross-border mages. The poster is an anonymous user who seems to be posting often or writing something else. It took about 3,000 words to describe what a good person she was, and then her death was announced. The White Tower itself also confirmed the authenticity of the news. The following replies are almost a dozen or so a second.

- Mr. also replied earnestly below: "She is the craziest and most outstanding mage I know. She is undoubtedly a perfect mage. She is full of curiosity about any new knowledge, but never because of her own curiosity. No respect for life. I regret her passing."

His reply was quickly swiped down, so it's hard to say how long the White Tower Council has existed. But Gu Yi has existed for almost as long as Baita, and almost every cross-border mage who came here has been helped by her, or beaten by her. Many people have both. The total number of cross-border mages is not large. Even if the world is as large as a hair, the total number of them is only a few thousand, and one less is a loss.

Not to mention the ancient one.

——Mr. closed his eyes. To him, it was true that he had lost a friend. But for Baita, losing the ancient one does not mean that simple. Although the White Tower Council does not participate in the battles of those organizations in the void, having a gun and not having a gun is two different things. The ancient one is definitely strong, this is recognized. Her death is likely to bring some bad influence to the White Tower.

——Sir narrowed his eyes. He didn't know which organizations dared to move this thought... But, if the war really started, countless universes would be affected.