"What is that? It's that!!"

Sylvie herself, residing within, was also shouting.

She, too, looked in horror as the world was frozen, with everyone remaining still.

Crack

Outside the Crystal Wall, strange entities were entering.

These bizarre alien-like engineering teams were reconstructing the world order.

Each blood and flesh flying disc extended tentacles, absorbing the corpses on the street and the survivors who had turned into statues.

Gurgle!

Countless living beings were being recycled.

The earth was being reshaped.

At the moment she witnessed this, Sylvie only felt her entire body trembling with cold.

No wonder resistance was necessary!

The world truly is a stage play, with special staff cleaning the battlefield, preparing for the next act after each scene ends.

She seemed to understand all the historical truths.

A person dreaming.

But who would have thought, the one dreaming, the one reminiscing the past, was actually herself!

She was once the defeated human god, unwilling to see human civilization extinct, and so...

No.

"I am no longer her, just a similar flower."

Sylvie whispered, "She has long passed away. I am merely someone with similar experiences, with her joys and sorrows, a substitute doll, reenacting the stage play and treading her path again."

Upon careful thought, if there was truly a 'Dream Garment' Hekris in an era, she indeed resembled her the most.

As a mechanical princess, "World OL" was a prototype of reincarnation.

She should have noticed earlier!

In the future, she might very well achieve this level of configuration.

And Li Qing just sat quietly on a building, watching the reconstruction of the entire world.

Sylvie also watched, silently observing everything.

So this is how Earth's reincarnation is restarted, novel yet amusing.

This time reset looks grand, but at a glance, it's all construction workers!

This 'Dream Garment' Hekris's classiness vanished instantly, a dream commander in public, a contractor in private.

"Are these things, all 'Dream Garment' Hekris's dreamland soldiers?" Sylvie couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, crafting real dreams."

Li Qing said, "You are her successor, remember all this. I hope you can one day reach this level, restarting the world's reincarnation and reshaping a land is your characteristic."

With Li Qing's current technical prowess, naturally, the subordinate Creator God can also achieve it.

Sylvie was the ideal working figure, as an artificial mechanical species, could become the next 'Dream Garment' Hekris.

This role was fictional initially, but once a successor appears, it will become reality in the future.

The so-called perfecting the universe's order is a process of constant "outsourcing."

Distributing some work authorities downwards, allowing them to develop, research, and focus on one task for greater technological development.

How could one person handle so many projects?

Outsource, deceive the worker bees to specialize and research a project, is the normal route.

"No wonder you didn't kill me."

Sylvie said, "Turns out I am her in the dream."

Knowing that all the aberrations, the strong ones absorbed, basically all died, only she was the exception.

Crack!

Crack!

Each engineering team was constructing everything.

The ground was overthrown.

Buildings were reset.

Seeing the terrifying speed of construction was like an alien civilization among alien civilizations.

"Her final obsession is to build everything, reset the reincarnation, and when everything is complete, all will turn to nothingness."

Nokron quietly sat atop a skyscraper, overlooking the ruins being constructed, "The next era, there will be no reincarnation."

Sylvie nodded and said, "We are all our roles and will all return to our true selves."

"This is their last chance." Nokron said indifferently, "Inherit the human spirit, walk your path, take on karma, and wield your blade against me."

Sylvie sighed in her heart, not saying anything.

It ought to be like this.

She even sighed at the other party's courage, allowing the old enemy's civilization to grow.

Allowing the succession of a nemesis's successor to grow.

She considered herself to have understood.

This Nokron, unless it's the bottom line, is relatively agreeable, even willing to teach.

Upon further thought, it should be so.

"Fist" part of Li Qingshan's life story is also in this scenario.

Breaking through the initial small world tunnel, taking away one's civilization stele, leaving behind a new blank stele for future generations to leave new names.

In the Middle Thousand Martial Arts World, after leaving one's world, leaving behind a legacy martial path stele is also this type.

Supporting the new era of civilization, teaching how to fish, allowing more strong ones to emerge from this land, erupting a more prosperous multi-dimensional world era.

With great magnanimity, courageous spirit, grand and majestic, invincible in an era.

Truly worthy of being the true conqueror who once swept the surrounding worlds on this land.

And without the worry of life, Sylvie also secretly contemplated, delving into wild thoughts.

Looking for so many talents, anticipating new civilizations in each era, could it be lacking martial strength, needing to gather more helpers?

What exactly defeated this being back then, making him recuperate and hide for so many years before returning to the present world?

She recalled those lines of lament:

"Ah, the years, a thousand miles of Yangguan Road, not a soul returns."

"Only I am left."

The meaning within these words is terrifying to comprehend.

Indeed, the more you think about it, the more it seems like he was a mysterious man, the ancient overlord of antiquity.

"Go, you too rest. When you open your eyes, you will see the new world."

Nokron said, "This is their last time, let them not be obstinate."

Sylvie quickly fell asleep.

...

Ah!!

Asor awoke from his nightmare.

He opened his eyes again, drenched in sweat.

"The moon god of that dreamland, dead?" His heart was filled with fear.

The other side had communicated so much information to him, clearly a super terrifying ancient existence, the true indigenous of this land...

But that dreadful man seemed like a divine weapon descending from the heavens, coming in and sweeping the board, smashing all conspiracies effortlessly, breaking the cycle, killing all without even giving them time to react.

Everything came so abruptly.

But it was precisely this abruptness, this clean sweep, that made one feel that crushing level of intimidation and overbearing spirit, invincible over the whole world.

"Reincarnation is gone, one person completely swept everything." Asor murmured.

"Whew!"

Wadon immediately said, "We've returned again. This is the last time. We have no opportunity left."

"Sylvie, Susan..." Professor Li Wanning became bitter.

This time back, extremely devastating, she felt, losing the two people she loved the most.

But how could the zombie side not suffer heavy losses? The entire zombie side was wiped out, leaving only Ning Guochang.

But not to count just like this, before our eyes, just Ning Guochang alone, his intimidation far surpassed all the previous zombie lords.

"There's no time."

Wadon immediately stood up, "Every second counts; only six hours left. We must be ready."

When they left the basement, what they saw was a once-again prosperous modern city, with people coming and going, everything exceedingly familiar.

The modern society of humanity was so familiar, yet so endearing.

It was like returning to their hometown, and even in the emotions, there was a complex feeling of near-home timidity.

"Alas, this is the beginning and also the end."

Wadon took out his collection, "This is the last movie, all the truths of the world! We now have no way back!"

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