When the Juggernaut Comes To the Second Dimension

Suddenly realized and nodded, then Yong Ye showed a wry smile and couldn't help shaking his head repeatedly, "It's just that it's too outrageous to rely on the marriage with an eleven-year-old child as a spiritual sustenance, forgive me, I really can't accept it... ..."

"Since this is the case, then... what is the spiritual sustenance of brother?"

"Is it a spiritual sustenance? ... I don't know how to answer this sudden question."

"Isn't brother going to answer?"

Tina pouted slightly, looking a little unhappy.

"Hmm... In this case, Tina is one of my spiritual sustenance, how about it?"

"This is fine! It's just one of... I always feel a little uncomfortable."

Although Yong Ye's words surprised her, Tina still held her cheeks and complained, feeling that "one" made her emotions unable to reach the peak all at once.

"Well... Don't worry about these small things, anyway, Tina is very important to me... Is it okay to say that?"

"Hmm~ that's easy to accept!"

Obviously it was just another way of saying it, but Tina's cheeks were stained red because of the shame in her heart, she nodded vigorously in satisfaction, completely forgetting the little unhappiness before, this easy-to-satisfy appearance also made Yong Ye feel funny Shake your head.

The autumn night has dissipated the residual heat of the day, and the breath she exhales has turned into white mist, but Tina's body is not an ordinary person, and she is not afraid of such a cold, and she continues to talk to Yong Ye endlessly. Urgent fun.

Frankly speaking, Tina has clearly noticed the changes in Yong Ye, but she doesn't care about Yong Ye's changes. No matter what Yong Ye has become, as long as she can stay by her side, there is no problem. Children don't mean much and are therefore her greatest wish.

No matter what the negative emotions are... Whether it is painful or sad, Tina hates it, but she has experienced countless painful things, all of which are unwanted memories, and the suffering of waiting is also what she hates .

So compared to these, now she hopes that Yongye can stay, and hopes to wait until the time of return, but... before that, she has a bigger goal.

If this is the end, then she hopes that he can persist a little longer, not to break down, not to lose himself.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, he is a person full of evil, but in her heart, he is just a person who is not good at expressing himself, he is gentle to himself, and he is so desperate to protect someone.

Tina raised her head, quietly looked into the distance and listened to her happy things. There was an unnatural smile on her face, and the lonely Yongye was hidden in her eyes. She understood...he is not as strong as he looks , his strength is more just that he can't do this.

He shouldn't be like these cursed sons who are destined to be born with a short lifespan and can only be reduced to a tragedy, so...she hopes that fate will treat him kindly, at least give this man the time to gradually deviate from them, constantly wandering and A sliver of redemption for those who are lost.

Tina, who had been redeemed once, couldn't help but pray when she had no choice but to hate herself for being helpless.

In the middle of the night, darkness and tranquility enveloped the imperial capital.

Tina was also sent back to the room by the guards of the girl who used to be the assassination team. Yongye stood on the tower, watching everything in this empire indifferently.

Without anyone knowing, Tina and others were given eternity, and then he took one last look at the world and disappeared.

...Even though he is reluctant, he still has something to do.

"Dreams are too much of a luxury for me, but if I can have dreams... I want to implement them."

Yongye, who was once perplexed by countless incomprehensible things, for the meaning of his own existence, for the purpose of letting himself live better, for the confusion of crazy reincarnation, for the lost time and countless disappointments...became hopeless of lost people.

But now, he, who has been forced into a desperate situation countless times, finally understands, finally fully understands the meaning of his existence, and finally realizes that although he has stopped several times and felt that his life is not important, there is someone he wants to see , there is a place I want to go back to, and there is a reason why I must live.

So he will go back, to the place that awaits him, even if it is far away.

Since a miracle has bestowed this encounter, and the blood-stained road is inevitable, then at least on this unavoidable sacrifice road, finally...create a future that does not exist, like a fairy tale.

If fate is unpredictable, a bastard who likes to play with people's hearts, then he replaces fate and makes it.

Therefore, Yongye set off again, heading for the infinitely extending battlefield in the void.

Expanding the territory without stopping, setting off a war in the void, and experiencing wars again in the stagnant time, he always knew that the unknown existence had been waiting for a long time, but he didn't know where he would make a move.

In the void, where the enemy and our armies meet, countless lives and non-lives are killing and being killed, and there is an infinite cycle between hating and being hated.

On the battlefield of killing each other, fleets and gods and demons gather, gathering a storm of destruction that declares the end of the world.

On the battlefield where the world and the void collapse, the rules have been distorted to the extreme. This has caused countless worlds to be swept away and ended. On the battlefield of conflicts, no matter what kind of life is more or less becoming numb.

On such a battlefield, neither the hero nor the brave can save anyone, not even himself, and no poet, no matter how talented, can sing about such a battlefield, which has ravaged countless worlds to such a degree that even demons cannot bear to witness it.

Life, planets, and even the world are the most meaningless things on this battlefield. Huge forces are intertwined with each other. It is very difficult for you to distinguish between the enemy and the enemy. The void is constantly increasing and disappearing. , colorful blood and corpses.

This kind of war is even screaming from the void itself, so if it lasts until the end, what will be the result? Under normal circumstances, the biggest result is probably that both sides will suffer, and return to each other's world...

But if it is a coalition of countless worlds, and the other side has nearly a million unkillable fighters in the world, then this battle will use force, intelligence, and violence to create countless corpses, and even the gods will be engulfed. When will the endless war that ends with each other continue until the end?

No one knows the answer, and probably only the initiator of the war will know, but in fact, as the chief culprit of the war, Yong Ye doesn't know when he will be the head.

Yong Ye, who had just killed a leader of the Void Empire, returned to the Crystal Tower, looking at the scene in front of him that shattered the galaxy, but fell into anxiety, and couldn't help biting the end of his index finger on the back of his fist habitually.

"...It shouldn't be like this... There should be nothing wrong with this, but what is wrong?"

The world has been continuously annexed. On this battlefield where time has lost its meaning, a longer time has passed. The scale of the war has been expanding, and more and more worlds have encountered misfortune and luck.

But for Yong Ye, his anxiety has grown again, because his intuition tells him that no matter how many worlds he annexes and controls, it doesn't make much sense. The gap between the two sides cannot be made up by the number of worlds.

He didn't want to believe this intuitive warning at all, but it was hard not to believe it.

"...Can I catch up? Will it be too late? If it doesn't work this time, all efforts will be in vain, and everything will be irreversible...Not only me, but everyone may..."

Yong Ye looked at the battlefield and muttered to himself, it was difficult to ignore the warning brought by his intuition, the inescapable fate would not help no matter how hard he tried, but now even if he went in the wrong direction, he could not turn back, the unchanging depression did not know how many times flooded my mind.

"Lord Yong Ye... We will definitely help you win, no matter who your opponent is, we must be your most unstoppable vanguard." Azrael, covered in blood, returned from the battlefield and heard Yong Ye's self-talk, Kneeling on one knee in front of Yong Ye with a tense face, he solemnly swears an oath to him on behalf of the Flügel as the leader of the Flügel.

The war that is likely to last forever is no different to the last war for Azrael, so she must fulfill all the wishes of the last master who swore not to abandon them.

"Thank you, Azrael, but... I have a question that I have never understood."

"Please tell me."

"...What can a weak person protect? A weak person can't protect anything...so I can't protect anything. I have always wanted to become stronger, and I have been becoming stronger. I am willing to give up everything for this goal, so...how strong do I have to be? Is it the end of strength?"

"Three thousand worlds, thousands of universes tremble because of your name, you are the strongest that deserves it."

"But you used to think that Artoxiu was also the strongest? Did you say similar things to Artoxiu?"

"That is……"

"Because at that time, you hadn't left the void, didn't plan to get out of that world, and didn't recognize a stronger existence."

"Yes..." she admitted this with great reluctance, and then a hesitation appeared on her face, and Azrael said respectfully as if praying, "Forgive me for my extremely rude offense, my lord god, No matter which world, no one should be able to compete with my lord, you are right, but do you want to say...is there any existence stronger than you?"

"exist."

"…Why?"

The unexpected answer made Azrael stand still in place as if struck by lightning. For her, Yongye surpassed Artosh like her father. She must be the last master and the strongest monarch. Absolutely strong. Or, not only their Flügel but also the main gods of hundreds of millions of races.