Chapter 4788: Color of Space

Moreover, although the dark scripture in his body did not show up, it seemed to make his power even stronger.

Now it was not him who was sinking here, but the Lord of Destruction.

"What exactly is that 30% memory?" Ye Wudao was puzzled: "Why did the Lord of Destruction feel that his memory was modified?"

The Lord of Destruction's behavior was very abnormal!

However, this was not the most important thing at the moment.

The important thing was that if he wanted to make the Lord of Destruction completely sink and let Ye Wudao control his memory, he would need to fight!

At the beginning, Ye Wudao's plan was to completely destroy the Lord of Destruction's memory, and he did it. While the Lord of Destruction was not paying attention, he destroyed his most important memory, which was the one about the peerless magical power.

Ye Wudao did not see anything from that memory, but he knew that this memory had to be destroyed quickly, so he showed up and started to destroy it directly.

The Lord of Destruction's memory was damaged. After losing his memory, although he was a little more awake, his expression was extremely crazy.

That memory seemed to have a method on how to get out of here!

Here, there was no difference in strength between the two.

Even if the Desolate Heavenly Venerable could change the magical power here, Ye Wudao could also copy and use it, because when the Desolate Heavenly Venerable used the magical power, he would inevitably call up the memory.

And by calling up the memory, Ye Wudao could also see how the magical power was used and what the effect was.

However, later, as Ye Wudao destroyed the Desolate Heavenly Venerable's memory too seriously, the Desolate Heavenly Venerable chose to tear his face directly and began to destroy Ye Wudao's memory.

Because their souls were fused, they could mobilize each other's memories.

The two were always in the same space.

It's just that they haven't completely merged with each other, so they can't know what happened in each other's memory, that's all.

This kind of fighting method has never been recorded!

Time passed day by day.

In a blink of an eye, I don't know how long it has passed.

Ye Wudao looked dazed, numbly mobilizing and destroying memories, like a robot.

Whether it was the memory of the Desolate Heavenly Venerable or the memory about him, all of them turned into nothing.

Now, to be precise, he was only driven by willpower.

"One thousand and eighty years, thirteenth hour, little sister, save me..."

Ye Wudao remembered the time like a robot, and also followed up with the words of asking for help.

This was his last effort with strong willpower before his memory faded, that is, to remember the time and... ask for help.

And the Desolate Heavenly Venerable, another him, also became completely numb, like Ye Wudao, mobilizing memories and destroying them.

As long as the memory is interfered with, it will be like destruction!

"Madman, madman, Ye Wudao, you are a madman..."

Desolate Heavenly Venerable numbly recited this sentence in his mouth, without stopping for a moment.

It can be imagined that he must have compromised with Ye Wudao at the last moment, but Ye Wudao was too crazy and did not give him a chance.

With the last memory being interfered with and disappeared in the memories of the two, there was only a void here.

...

I don't know how long it has been.

The dark space, no light, no temperature, dead silence.

Here, in the space of annihilation, two voices sounded at the same time.

"One thousand two hundred years, seventeenth hour, Junior Sister, save me."

"Mad man, Ye Wudao, you are a mad man..."

The voice of the annihilation master gradually became hoarse, and disappeared in the dead space.

And Ye Wudao's voice sounded again: "One thousand two hundred years, eighteenth hour, Junior Sister..."

"Who is calling me?"

An abrupt voice sounded.

A woman in white appeared in this dead space.

The moonlight suddenly shone in, and the space regained color.