Chapter 552 A New Beginning
Alive and dead.
Existence and disappearance.
Sometimes the boundaries between these two completely opposite states are extremely vague.
Unlike the mortal world where a person's death can be completely determined by the disappearance of the body.
In mysticism, determining a person's death is closer to metaphysics.
I think, therefore I am.
In the mystical side, as long as a consciousness can still think, it is alive and exists.
Even if... his (his) soul has been annihilated, as long as he (he) still has a thought to think, he (he) has not completely fallen.
Today, Ailin is in such an idealistic, ambiguous state similar to "Schrödinger's cat".
You can say that he is dead, but he seems not to be so dead.
In the endless chaos, I don't know how long it has passed.
Suddenly.
A little faint light illuminates the direction in the almost eternal darkness.
Under the illumination of that light, Ailin's thoughts became active little by little.
"I!"
"I am...Alin!"
In a daze, Alin's thoughts kept gathering, and more and more memories were "awakened" again in his slumber.
In a trance.
A thunderbolt broke through the chaos, and Alin suddenly recalled the scene of being swallowed by the dark sun.
"I... am dead?"
"Wait... I can still think, it seems... as if I am not dead yet?"
Between thoughts.
The faint light that illuminated the darkness suddenly turned into a vortex with terrifying suction, directly pulling Alin's consciousness into the vortex.
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Horsman Cemetery.
In the dim gravekeeper's hut, in a black iron pot covered with unknown stains, various unknown objects merged into a pot of unknown objects that kept bubbling.
From time to time, you can see pale silver bones floating in the unknown liquid.
Suddenly.
As a bit of light fell from the void.
The unknown object in the black iron pot seemed to be stimulated by something and suddenly changed dramatically.
An invisible force fell on the pale silver bones and placed them in a certain order.
Then.
Bloody tentacles crawled and climbed up.
As the flesh and blood crawled.
It formed delicate flesh, tendons, and even tender organs that were rapidly generated between the bones...
Not long after.
The pot of bloody unknown objects was shaped into a baby by an unknown force.
Moreover, after the baby was formed, it grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Infant;
Infant;
Child;
Juvenile...
Not long after.
The baby in the iron pot turned into a naked (anti-harmony) teenager.
Wow!
After losing the support of some unknown mysterious power, the iron pot under Ailin could no longer support the weight of a teenager. With a "crash", it collapsed the supporting wooden frame and extinguished the fire under the wooden frame.
Then it shattered to the ground under the heavy load.
As the iron pot shattered, Ailin sat up from the iron pot with his naked body and looked around in a daze.
His memory was still fixed on the falling sun, and then there was endless chaos.
After instinctively lowering his head, Ailin saw that a strange crimson color on his naked body was slowly fading.
"Huh?"
"What is going on?"
Just when Ailin was confused, a hoarse voice mixed with pain suddenly sounded in Ailin's ears.
"What happened?"
"Of course you died, and then I resurrected you."
"What the hell did you do this time? Why did I suffer such an unexpected disaster when I was living well in Asgard?"
"Why do I have to bear so much pain for you as a clone, and I have to spend so much effort to resurrect you."
"Damn, I don't want to do this job anymore..."
Amid endless complaints.
A shadow curled up in the corner of the gravekeeper's hut suddenly stood up and rushed towards Aylin.
Then.
A figure with shocking wounds all over his body, twisted all over, and emitting an inexplicable black air suddenly collided with Aylin.
The next second.
Aylin and the clone merged together like a perfect match.
With the integration of the clown clone.
Just after Aylin was resurrected, the aura on his body grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.
And in contrast to the rising aura.
It was Aylin's face that was instantly distorted and became more and more painful.
As the twins merged, Ailin absorbed everything that his clone had experienced, and transformed the clone's spirit and soul, even the experience of the original role, into nutrients and merged into himself.
His own spirit and strength have grown significantly.
Even the slow-digesting [Master of Secret Dolls] potion was silently digested in a small part during the fusion.
However.
This fusion.
Not only did it increase Ailin's strength, but also a terrible curse and endless pain.
Although it was weakened by the world barrier of Asgard, the protective array of the Asgard, the thunder and lightning bombardment of Thor, and the energy barrier protection driven by the Mind Scepter, Mephitos, who used the authority of the hell dimension and even consumed the source of the hell dimension to launch a destructive attack, still had extremely terrifying destructive power.
Even the space trembled and shattered in front of the terrifying thunder of destruction.
Not to mention the flesh and blood of the clone.
But fortunately.
That series of obstacles finally won a glimmer of life for the soul.
At the moment when the mental barrier was broken.
The void around the clone seemed to be unable to withstand the terrifying collision and shattered together.
At the moment when the void was broken, the terrifying intuition strengthened by repeated promotions.
The clone, who vaguely caught a glimmer of life, flashed and plunged directly into the broken void storm at the moment when it was stained with a trace of the thunder of destruction.
After watching the duck that was about to be caught fly away, the thunder of destruction seemed to be surprisingly angry, and then chased the clone together and plunged into the broken void storm.
Under the stirring and destruction of the thunder of destruction.
The space storm continued to be annihilated and broken, and then it seemed like a chain reaction.
In the continuous breaking and rebirth of space storms one by one.
An unprecedented and extremely large space storm was born in the breaking, directly sweeping countless worlds.
In front of the space storm that swept countless worlds, the thunder of destruction that chased into the void was directly buried in the void by the space storm.
However.
What no one saw was.
In the terrifying space storm, a tiny figure was directly sent into a broken world by a void turbulence.
