"He actually resurrected again?" Bai Suo's eyes suddenly widened, feeling the opponent was too troubleso.
"After all, it's a celestial phenonon, he has proved eternally." At this mont, Dark Fan seed to sense sothing: "His life force is very resilient, but not immortal, he will definitely be killed, just kill him a few more tis."
"But, we already have no ti left." Elis quickly spoke.
They indeed had no ti left.
Controlling the authority beyond powers began to backfire on them, all their existence would be engulfed by another beast not inferior to Nokron.
"No, this war will continue after our death."
"We will die, losing our will, but through studying Nokron, we have researched the rules of celestial phenona of these aggregating creatures, now we can leave an imprint of the will to kill the ancient dragon, kill Nokron in the will of the ancient tree in every generation."
"Then, each generation can only live for a few seconds, the vast will of the ancient tree still follows the predecessor's dream to kill the enemy."
"The battle between the two monsters will be eternal."
"And both sides will continue to grow, their battle will beco the end of all authority and origin in the cosmos!"
Their conversation already foretold a future conclusion.
A series of wild laughter erupted: "Yes, the future cosmos, Crystal Wall Era, the legend of the ancient tree and the ancient dragon."
On the towering Origin Divine Tree, sages of ancient technology from history gaze distantly at the floating Demon Monarch.
Crystal-clear fallen leaves dance in the surroundings, the do of the sky seems painted with fluffy clouds, countless waves of air surge and dance.
"Nokron!!!"
Overlapping millions of heroic figures laughed wildly.
Crack!
A thunderbolt pierced through, two fists collided fiercely.
"While we haven't completely beco beasts, continue to carve our hatred for you deep within!"
Amidst the wild laughter, a sigh resembling destiny echoed in this beautiful primordial cosmos, the ancient dragon and ancient tree clashed once again, starting a mythical war lasting billions upon billions of years.
Boom boom boom!
As the collision of the two cosmic calamities gradually weakened, with the collected talent power of the entire prehistoric cosmos, Nokron's body finally headed towards collapse and frailty.
The ancient tree ultimately edged out, those heroes' will achieved a tragic victory before dying.
"We won!"
"We finally won."
"But ultimately couldn't completely annihilate him."
"Leave the future to the ancient tree's will."
"We've done enough, using the past to plant seedlings, which in the future will beco the towering ancient tree that protects the cosmos!"
Yet regrettably, the ancient dragon still couldn't be completely eradicated, nurous ancient dragons road like worms deep within the soil, turning the earth, gathering strength anew.
Now everywhere was in ruins.
The Origin Continent of the Upper Realm was already pitted and uneven, even beneath so feet, heavens showed large and small, imasurably deep abysses.
Rustle! ~
And amidst the broken collapse of everything, after winning, the Dream Garnt, which had been heavily wounded all along, finally leaped up from the shadows.
She, like a dancing butterfly, elegantly grasped a part of Nokron's crumbling body, extracting from it the root consciousness of slumber and extinction.
Rustle!
Threads of consciousness were extracted and peeled.
Only those who grasp authority over ti and life could reach such an exaggerated degree, possibly resurrecting the opponent.
"The future, completed."
Dream Garnt smiled.
At the mont all the heroes' consciousness on the tree dissipated, they saw the scene of her departing this world.
"That woman..." Bai Suo and Dark Fan exchanged glances, smiling as they gradually vanished.
The woman from an unknown ti hugged Nokron's prehistoric body, fell into the earth, plunged into an imasurable abyss of all heavens, dropped into an unknown myriad realms.
After this battle, the remnant soul of Nokron miraculously survived, reawakening amidst gestation, to once again grow and return after eons.
This was the greatest effort Dream Garnt could make.
"All futures eventually beco reality."
The rejuvenated Origin Ancient Tree, Emperor Atabia closed his eyes.
Beside him were Imperial General Herodotus and Martial Arts Celestial Emperor, silently witnessing this scene, they traversed the past, witnessing history, inheriting the future.
Symbolizing ti, Bai Suo; symbolizing space, Dark Fan, though the strongest titular nas of the two organizations never acknowledged inheritance, they ultimately couldn't separate from those shadows.
Crack!
Ti sped by on their bodies.
Those not belonging to this era were being repelled by the tiline, having no choice but to return to their own era; surrounding them, a blurry thick fog enveloped everything.
At this instant, Atabia and the three, before leaving, as all raised their heads, suddenly stopped in their tracks.
"What is that??"
They witnessed a beautiful scene that would shock them for life.
The Dream Garnt, plunging into the abyss, seed transford into countless butterflies dancing again in the cosmos, her elegant figure spread across all heavens and myriad realms, gradually fading from this era, perishing in this world.
Everything was completely over.
Accompanied by the death of sages throughout history from two major organizations, twenty-eight billion mbers exhausted, the reserves of the Cosmic mbrane vanished entirely, the Dream Garnt died, and history had beco a fixed account.
But a heavy, cloud-like oppressive feeling welled up, enveloping everyone's heart, becoming an eternal, indelible scene in their minds.
Heroes decisively chose the best path, using monsters against monsters, building a tree to guard the cosmos.
And Dream Garnt chose the most perfect ending.
Publicly, she saved the cosmos's future, as a hero, guiding history, leading all beings to change the dark history, thus curbing the darkness, granting a bright future.
Privately, she rescued Nokron.
Only she herself irreversibly walked towards extinction.
"This fate is the most perfect ending she expected in her heart, she chose to accept it." Survivors of the era watched this scene, only silent, feeling inexplicably complex within.
"She traversed countless tilines, creating a cosmos where only she isn't present."
To this day, people felt indescribably complex admiration in their hearts.
Still unaware of the origin and genesis of the old Dream Garnt.
Dream Garnt, how did she acquaint with Nokron, how did she rise in a tiline of another dark age.
Because she changed all past, traveled countless tis, completely altered her birth and roots, she had no past, already a rootless duckweed in history, dreamlike like a butterfly in a dream.
People only rembered the successful tiline at present.
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