I, the Creator of Evil God!

Wilton was taken aback, so far, even its gods had not been able to guess what its power was, but the monster, who couldn't even see the shadow, actually told what it was.

This...... Is this going to be true? It's incredible, I didn't expect that there would really be someone in this world who can say what I'm capable of, could it be that this is fate?

Fate has guided me to be under God's command, probably to make me wait for this moment, to be humanized as part of the power, to be precise, the core part.

Once upon a time, I was a demon who had achieved life by suicide because no matter how I died, I was able to return to the place where I was born, and they began to call me an immortal demon because of this.

But in fact, this effect can only be achieved when I commit suicide, because the liquid that I secrete at the time of suicide stimulates my ability to regenerate my soul and body in the same place it once was.

That's what I've been able to know for sure, but I'm afraid that this ability comes from my mother, or maybe I used to be.

I don't know exactly what I was like at first, but I'm sure I'll get the answer today.

Chaowen said, Xi can die.

"It should be the answer told by your master, after all, only Lu Qiu can understand it. But in any case, today should be my last suicide. "

Wilton said, blood already running from his mouth, as if he had a plan.

"I see, I'm afraid this is not a resurrection, but a way to return the dead self to the original state. "

As for the so-called one second, one minute, one hour, it is just a human calculation of the spring, summer, autumn and winter, three hundred and sixty-five days composed of the earth's revolution and rotation of the sun.

But time itself is not like this, it is more mysterious.

And for the three-dimensional world, it has another meaning - change.

Grow, move, decay...... These changes, whether physical or chemical, can be seen as time, and if everything is frozen in one place, and everything no longer changes, then time stops.

When these changes are reversed, it is time rewind, similar to Eisenwalgo's skill, which rewinds time in an area, and then reverses it under the new rules, returning to the point where time rewind is used, so as to fill the gap in this world.

It was precisely because of understanding Eisenvargo's skills that Lu Yu was able to understand Wilton's skills.

Wilton's skills are more direct, just uncontrollable.

Suicide can freeze everything else in the world in this moment, and it can go straight back to its own infant state and lose something.

As for what it is......

Lu Yu couldn't guess, and Wilton only knew part of it.

It is said that there is a pattern to what is lost, and as for what the pattern is, only the original Wilton knows, and the current Wilton does not know, only that he knows that he has lost a large part of his memory, and it is in it......

This can only be said to be too embarrassing, and there is really no way at all, so I can only resign myself to fate.

Wilton worked very, very hard to get his memories back, and he found this place.

Maybe you can really find memories, just maybe.

"Kill him. "

Lu Yu, who cracked the last one, directly issued an order, and the cracking of the mark was not a difficult thing for Lu Yu to come from, if it weren't for the fact that there was a half-dead old god, Lu Yu might not have taken so long, and the Thousand-Handed Demon God would have been poked open.

Although time was only a blink of an eye, all the locations were already in Lu Yu's mind, and there were even some other routes, which were even better than navigating a map.

Maybe it should have been put out.

Lu Yu sometimes really thinks so, but cutting the grass and eradicating the roots is a necessary act, and the demon Wilton may not have any bad influence on himself today, maybe tomorrow.

Because it's a demon, and a demon is a creature that buys and sells souls, and who can guess what exactly will be given back to the seller?

variables, never a little better.

With Lu Yu's order, Eisenvargo's microneedles pierced the heart of the demon Wilton.

It was at this moment that Wilton's eyes were like a marquee, as if something was being replayed.

It's my past, it's the beginning.

A gentle demon mother hugged him, rubbed its face affectionately, and gave him the blessings that should have belonged to the angels.

Time flies, and its strength has come to the eternal sun, but it can't bear it anymore and chooses to leave this world.

The only thing in the world to be remembered is the place where it was born, where it woke up again.

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