Chapter 1427 The process of recovery!

The sound of the ancient horn almost resounded through the entire sky, straight into the high black fog. It seemed that the moment it blew, the entire dark world was shrouded under the horn, just like the last time The sound was still in that ancient era, that war period when countless old gods emerged together.

The huge vertical pupils listened blankly to the sound of the horn.

And only he knows.

That's war!

That is the horn that will only be blown when in this hell there is a major event that cannot be solved by a single jailor alone and may threaten the entire dark world.

"How...how could..."

He glanced at Lin En almost as fast as he could, his liver and gallbladder were trembling, and his eyes were filled with fear.

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Could it be that...

A huge horn resounded across the sky.

But Linn didn't seem to hear it at all. His eyes kept changing between resentment and numbness. The ouroboros in his eyes was like maggots that kept eating away at his reason. He heard the turbulent waves in his ears. With the sound of roaring waves, the ancient figure standing on the seashore is getting closer and clearer.

Like he felt it too.

When the brother's will swept over him, it seemed that all the emotions in his heart became meaningless, there was no love and no hatred, as if those things had been wiped out in endless time.

He remembers everything but doesn't care about everything.

He finally took steps little by little.

The tails in his eyes moved faster and faster, and the changes in his eyes became more and more intense.

He looked at the black crescent moon in the crowd.

Sadness continued to appear in his numb eyes.

He no longer paid attention to the clown or the roots. He just walked in that direction step by step with difficulty. Every step he took seemed to have experienced the withering and falling of flowers, and the surrounding ground seemed to have completely fallen into that direction. Abnormal rotation, constantly turning into ashes, and constantly starting to be reborn.

All mechanical and flesh-and-blood units subconsciously shuddered out of the way.

The dolls stared blankly at him as he walked closer.

Only the familiar figure of Heixianyue was lying in her eldest sister's arms. Her eyes were still half lowered, as if she were still looking at him from a distance, but her eyes had lost sight.

The thread of the soul in the thumb.

Finally lost.

But like some kind of huge obsession, Lin En's eyes were still looking at her, and he forced himself to get closer to her step by step.

He finally came closer.

At that moment, the Doll Family didn't dare to stop him at all, because his aura was tightly restricted around his body. But when he got closer, she suddenly felt what kind of horror it was. It seems like just a trace of flowing yellow sand can cause everything to collapse.

And Linn finally knelt down in front of her.

His eyes were on her cheek.

He didn't know why, just like he could, just like this power was a part of him, he stretched out his hand to her with great difficulty.

numbness.

Endless numbness swept over me.

The figure in front of the Nether Sea is getting closer and closer.

But he finally stretched out his hand and stared at it. The link slowly appeared in his hand, reversely, as if instinct was guiding him, bit by bit, toward the lost thread. Black quarter moon.

Rotate in the opposite direction.

That moment.

The root cause of everything in the whole place is the big earthquake.

rule!

Because at that moment, they felt the truly pure high-level rules!

he……

He is...

At that moment, it was like the string of reincarnation being plucked, time was reversing, the soul was returning, and the injuries were healing, just like the boundaries of death were being broken at that moment.

Everyone was shocked by this scene.

Dead silence spreads.

Only the stream of reincarnation illuminated the entire battlefield.

But that moment.

But he stopped suddenly.

The clown backed away in fear, and at this moment, he knew that everything was over.

Lin En's eyes gradually lost the last trace of sadness, as if they were finally submerged by the endless waves. He became dead silent, and the connections between his eyes slowly took shape, as if everything in front of him suddenly changed. become insignificant and meaningless.

It was even as if everything he cherished and couldn't let go suddenly became dull and numb.

He knew the girl in front of him.

Black quarter moon.

His doll lady.

But he suddenly felt that it was meaningless. He had already experienced this kind of life and death countless times. There were too many, too many to stir up any waves in his heart, too many to even leave sadness behind. A trace.

His face gradually lost expression.

That reversal of reincarnation is only half done.

He slowly withdrew his hand.

Under the trembling gaze of those dolls, he stood up and calmly looked down at the girl shrouded in death in front of him, with a hint of indifference and no concern.

At that moment, their hearts suddenly trembled.

They suddenly had such a feeling.

He's not Lynn anymore.

Just that momentary change, the calmness of his eyes made them all feel chilled, because it was a completely unimaginable numbness.

"My Majesty...is it you..."

the clown asked with trembling fear.

Although he actually already had the answer in his heart.

The figure didn't move.

His expression remained calm.

But he turned his face slightly and looked sideways at the clown, with eternity flowing in his eyes.

Buzz——

Buzz——

That moment.

One after another, light curtains descended from the billowing black fog, and one figure after another floated out of the light curtains, like meteors piercing the ground. Under the burning celestial line, one after another emerged. The figure lights up the entire area.

They stared, trembling and tense.

Only Lin En still stood there, her eyes calm as if she had seen all those countless eras.

…

…

No one knows what happened that day.

However, in the records of later generations of the Dark World, on that day dozens of jailers in the entire Dark World who had not been seen countless years ago were all dispatched.

The horizon was shattered that day.

Only a few of the Mechanicus and the Flesh Cult escaped back, and the Flesh Dominators were nowhere to be found. The Seven Gods, who became famous in the Mechanicum, did not see them again for a long time after that day. Manifestation is like suddenly becoming extra silent and low-key.

Just that day.

Everywhere in the dark world could clearly feel the turbulent atmosphere coming from the battlefield, and the black mist above the head was also churning, as if the end was coming.

Until the turmoil gradually subsided.

Those high-ranking beings in the dark world finally couldn't help but approach the battlefield.

But no one can penetrate into the core of that battlefield.

Even the source was so frightened by the remnants of the turmoil that it was impossible to get close to it.

They can only see it from a distance.

The heart-stopping corpses that fell one after another on the battlefield.

…

…

The time seemed to last as long as a lifetime.

Linn felt as if he had had an extremely long dream. The origin of the dream was an ancient beginning. In that dream, he did not seem to fall into the dark world, but began a completely different life, starting from a young age. Little human beings were promoted and practiced little by little through the changes of the times, and finally became a well-known existence in that world.

That dream was very real, as real as a personal experience.

But such dreams are actually not uncommon, because which young man has not yearned for that impassioned and heroic phantom.

But until he suddenly opened his eyes.

But found that he did not wake up.

He once again returned to the very beginning of that dream, and once again faced the exact same beginning and life.

Then he realized that he seemed to have fallen into a nightmare from which he could not escape.

Those pictures played before our eyes repeatedly like a fleeting cloud, constantly going from the beginning of an era to the end of an era, over and over again, and they were getting faster and faster, and each time they seemed to have gone through endless years. But it seemed to pass in an instant.

He becomes more and more numb, less and less emotionless, more and more like a god.

"Uhhhhhhhh-"

That moment.

He suddenly woke up from the bone-chilling coldness and torture, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he sat up hurriedly in an instant.

At the same time, system prompts rang in his ears.

Prove that he is still alive.

【bite! Your recovery rate reaches 47%]

【bite! Your recovery rate reaches 34%]

He looked up blankly.

For the first time, the system clearly displayed two identical but different processes in front of his eyes, which he had never seen before.

The left eye is full of darkness, and the right eye is bright for a moment.