Chapter 376
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The tide of chaotic and inanimate matter was dispersed by the huge energy escaping from the cracks in the dream, and this dream world, which was both real and illusory, shattered like a bubble with the explosion of Yanar.
Amidst the loud rumbling noise, the entire NUO Jin tilted several angles to the side.
Wilde's mountainous body was also impacted, and he was pushed back thousands of meters, and his tentacles broke off one after another.
His eyes were tearing apart, looking at the figure of Joseph's father and daughter embracing each other.
Just because of an extra energy shock, the ending was directly rewritten!
In fact, this is not the most unbelievable part for him. The most frightening thing is that he can feel that these dissipated powers belong to the rules, and they are very complete and powerful. Just a few points leaked at the time of death are enough. Let him be injured, it means that just now, a god level far stronger than them has fallen.
The "newcomer" Wilde, who had just mastered the rules of "Fate", faced the disappearance of a god-level extraordinary person, and couldn't help but feel palpitations in his heart.
Gods who can master the rules of time must be absolutely strong among the gods, but such a powerful transcendent is killed by time in the blink of an eye.
Who can do this level?
Wilde guessed it without thinking...
...
"Melissa... that's great."
At this moment, the hands that were not able to grasp were tightly held together.
At this moment, Joseph, the god-level powerhouse who has comprehended the rules of his own concepts, is just a lost and found father, hugging his daughter tightly with excitement.
He mumbled incoherently, "Melissa...my Melissa."
"Father...hehe, are you happy? You used to protect others, now it's my turn to save you..."
Melissa was hugged tightly by her father, and her shoulders were wet with tears from his father. She patted her father's trembling and generous back lightly, and felt such a clear love from her father for the first time.
In the past, Joseph would not express his emotions out loud or expressively. Like a silent mountain, he would just watch silently and express his expectations with strict requirements.
Melissa once felt dissatisfied with her father's negligence, and used her own way to protest.
But it wasn't until this moment that she felt Joseph's uncontrollable trembling and the intensity of his embrace that she truly understood how much Joseph loved her and valued her.
"Happy, of course I'm happy..." Joseph let go of Melissa slightly, his face full of tears was filled with excitement, he raised his hand to stroke his daughter's cheek and temple hair, his eyes were soft: "My daughter has finally grown up and can be independent .”
He whispered: "Sorry, Melissa, there is no milk today."
Melissa was taken aback for a moment, and then felt a pain in the back of her neck, and her eyes went dark, and then she went limp.
"Good night, sweet dreams."
Joseph looked at the daughter who had been knocked unconscious by him with extremely gentle eyes, and slowly stood up holding the girl, the softness on his face gradually disappeared, and turned into coldness again.
Melissa reached out and grabbed his clothes unconsciously, and was still struggling to mutter some inaudible words.
"My daughter, it's okay, it's okay, everything will get better..."
Joseph patted Melissa's back lightly, as if to comfort a baby.
Melissa relaxed her body and fell asleep in her father's arms.
Joseph lifted his daughter from behind with his hands, and felt his daughter's weak but existing breath and slow but powerful heartbeat from his back. The temperature of life on Melissa's body was almost hot.
Joseph felt more at ease than ever.
Is it burning... what can burn is not only life?
Joseph took a deep breath, the ether condensed, activated the imprint left by the Secret Ritual Tower on Melissa, and silently teleported.
The light flickered, and Melissa was teleported back to the safe point set by the Secret Ritual Tower.
Joseph picked up the long sword again, and his sharp eyes reached Wilde who had reopened the field in the distance, and the eyes of the two met in midair.
The rules based on the concept of burning once again descended on Joseph with overwhelming momentum.
This time, the cards of both sides were turned over and over again.
In the next battle, there is no other way but to try our best!
Wilde coldly gathered the final rules, knowing that because of this sudden change, his absolute advantage had been interrupted. Not only did Melissa not die, but Joseph would also calm down. The plan didn't work either.
Damn it... Wilde knew it was not good. If he went according to the past situation, maybe he would run away on the spot. Anyway, he has mastered the power of gods and has almost eternal life. Even if he waits for two more years, he will be sure to fight again Not too late.
As for face, what is that, can it be eaten?
But at this moment, there is a deep unwillingness in his heart——
Why? Why? !
Why was Joseph favored? Why would he have a chance to do it all over again?
I do not believe! ! !
Even if I do it again, I still win!
"Joseph, you can't beat my end!"
Wilde roared, His body quickly recovered, and the waving tentacles supported the huge body and squirmed forward. Countless huge mouths emerged, overlapping like thousands of people chanting together, like knocking on a decayed big mouth. Clock, complete high-level spells one by one at high speed.
With the blessing of the final domain, the power of these spells was infinitely magnified, and they were launched in the direction of Joseph.
Be the first to attack!
Since they both know each other's hole cards, then bet your life and make the final blow!
Joseph looked at the tentacles like mountains and seas and the daunting spells. Wilde's "final" field covering the battlefield also began to shrink, concentrating all his strength to defeat Joseph.
Joseph looked up, his eyes were burning like flames, exuding a pure white brilliance.
When Wilde's tentacles arrived, Joseph raised his long sword——
The same combustion, but the firewood is completely different.
Just as Melissa learned from the overclocking study of the "Key of the Door", the name "Joseph" represents a knight who burns himself and uses sacrifice and protection as his source of strength.
Guard and sacrifice.
It is not an abstract concept, but something that actually exists, which is the source of Joseph's purpose and power to burn himself.
To protect Melissa, to protect Nuo Jin.
Everything he wants to protect is behind him, so how can he not try his best?
Joseph looked at the roaring tentacles and smiled - the flaming giant sword in his hand swung a blow.
Just like cutting a block of tofu, Wilde's fortress of nirvana and spells was cut into a huge gap in an instant!
...
Winston was in a trance, and the shaking ground under his feet made him feel as if he was being pulled back violently while sitting on a high-speed train.
He looked around in a daze, stroked his head, and felt that something was wrong...
The roar of fierce fighting still came from the battlefield, the dream machine and the barrier in front of it were torn apart, and the knights behind were shouting loudly for emergency rescue.
Yes, the barrier was broken, and then, what happened?
Winston froze in place.
Something was wrong, it obviously felt that there was nothing wrong with the connection with the picture in front of him a few seconds ago, but it felt as if something had been forgotten by him.
He had no choice but to turn his head and look at the more insightful head of the logistics department.
But she found that Caroline was kneeling on the ground shaking violently, a lot of blood was dripping between her fingers covering her face.
Winston walked over to support the other party, and asked, "What's the matter?"
Caroline took a deep breath, raised her head, her eyes were bleeding, and her expression was extremely shocking: "Just now, huh...someone just set the clock and turned it back..."
The head of the Combat Section, who prided himself on being prudent, looked dull: "What?"
Caroline endured the severe pain and pointed to her eyes: "I saw the information with my gaze."
"Another god-level existence that suddenly appeared was involved in the reverse flow of time, and was torn to pieces. Therefore, it interfered with this time reverse...resulting in the rewriting of the battle between Wilde and Joseph."
Her tone was extremely shocking, even light and unreal.
I believe that anyone who has witnessed all this with their own eyes will feel like they are in a dream.
Originally, this level of time reversal, except for the person who saw the butterfly flapping its wings, and the person who witnessed the person who moved the time pointer, no one else would notice it at all.
Lost memory like Winston.
But Caroline's staring eyes allowed her to capture the scattered information flow in the surrounding time and space, allowing her to instantly obtain her lost memories from it, but at the same time, it also made her pay the price of being almost blind.
Another god level? Winston felt his scalp tingle.
Assuming it's just going back in time, then the flow of fate will not be changed, and there will be no talk of rewriting the battle situation.
So, in addition to turning back time, he also killed a god? With the help of that god-level extraordinary person's death, which then affected the entire battlefield?
It seems that the only one who can do all this is the chess player who is always watching the battlefield, but is outside the battlefield.
Is this the real mighty...
Winston didn't dare to imagine, he looked at the battlefield in a daze.
...
The sharp sword was out of its sheath, wrapped in hot air, Joseph opened the world with a sword, and instantly broke through the slippery tentacles glowing with black and dead matter, and the taboo spell wrapped in it was shattered into dark purple fragments like glass, and was attacked by Joseph at high speed The gusts of wind blowing--
Joseph narrowed his eyes slightly and saw Wilde's furious face.
"Wilde, today, let's make a complete end!" Joseph faced Wilde, who could not see his original appearance at all, and countless black annihilation substances entwined around Wilde's body like evil spirits.
His body gradually swelled, and countless tentacles inserted into the broken ground like pipes, drawing strength from the endless abyss formed by the souls of the dead.
Wilde responded with an inhuman growl.
Joseph adjusted his position, and the flames burning on his body broke through the battlefield isolated by this powerful domain in an instant.
The drowsy sky with howling snowstorm was pierced like a sharp sword.
The thick and dark clouds have gradually dissipated, and the broken dream machine has already placed this battle in the real world, and time is also connected with reality——
A round of red sun rose on this cold winter night, and the light like a sharp sword poured into Nuo Jin, and the snow in the midair began to melt silently, just like the death of all things...
The temperature began to rise gradually, so that the air began to distort, and the flames on Joseph's body burned more and more intensely, until it reached the point of distorting the air, and a tumbling heat wave erupted from Wilde's body.
Joseph stood holding the sword, and what was burning all over his body was no longer the invincible white flames, but red flames.
He said softly: "Wilde, it's been dark here for too long...it's time for the sun to come out."
The burning at this time is no longer nothing without firewood, but burning in the name of protection!
Joseph gradually rose to the sky, and countless rays of light emerged from his body, as if tearing apart his human body to welcome the realm of the gods.
Countless glowing fireballs surrounded him, and Joseph completely turned into a living flame, a huge figure that was constantly deforming, so bright that people could not look directly at it, it could even be described as the sun on the ground.
Joseph rose into the air and looked down at Wilde on the ground.
"Wilde—"
"This blow will cut off all our past!"
Wilde raised his head and looked at him. There is no light in this dark night, but Joseph is the light!
"Joseph! You are the one who is going to die!!" Wilde was so furious that he let his head completely fill his huge body of the evil god, and countless tentacles shrank into a ball in the blink of an eye, and then spread out on the huge gray-black sarcoma. Pale eyes covered with fluffy tentacles waving.
The moment the eyes opened, a bright Joseph was reflected in the pale pupils.
"Die! Wilde!"
Joseph's loud voice echoed throughout the battlefield. In an instant, the ball of light named Joseph hit Wilde like a meteorite, drawing a straight line of light, like a shooting star, even brighter than the rising sun.
Wilde was also not to be outdone, a huge twisted magic circle twirled in his pupils, condensed with annihilation matter, engulfed in the final domain, and spewed out suddenly.
One black and one golden light collided together, and the shock waves like ocean waves were higher than one at a time, and even the clouds in the sky were stirred up, blending with the light of the two people on the ground colliding together, like a pillar of the sky.
Winston, like everyone else, was watching the end of the battle from a distance.
The sound of clattering followed the shock wave, blowing him down on the spot. He drew his sword and plunged it into the ground, holding it tightly so that he was not pushed away and rolled embarrassingly.
"Wang-er-de-!!!"
"Joseph-----!!!"
The roar of the two resounded throughout the world, and both were deformed and twisted by each other's powerful force!
Parts that are close to each other are disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Wilde's body transformed into an evil god and then starts to evaporate the moment it touches Joseph. Joseph is rapidly accelerated to aging by the dark annihilation matter.
Finally, the huge ether waves released when the gods died collided and fused together, gradually forming a ball of light, bursting into dazzling light like a nuclear explosion.
Shines through the night like dawn.
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The tide of chaotic and inanimate matter was dispersed by the huge energy escaping from the cracks in the dream, and this dream world, which was both real and illusory, shattered like a bubble with the explosion of Yanar.
Amidst the loud rumbling noise, the entire NUO Jin tilted several angles to the side.
Wilde's mountainous body was also impacted, and he was pushed back thousands of meters, and his tentacles broke off one after another.
His eyes were tearing apart, looking at the figure of Joseph's father and daughter embracing each other.
Just because of an extra energy shock, the ending was directly rewritten!
In fact, this is not the most unbelievable part for him. The most frightening thing is that he can feel that these dissipated powers belong to the rules, and they are very complete and powerful. Just a few points leaked at the time of death are enough. Let him be injured, it means that just now, a god level far stronger than them has fallen.
The "newcomer" Wilde, who had just mastered the rules of "Fate", faced the disappearance of a god-level extraordinary person, and couldn't help but feel palpitations in his heart.
Gods who can master the rules of time must be absolutely strong among the gods, but such a powerful transcendent is killed by time in the blink of an eye.
Who can do this level?
Wilde guessed it without thinking...
...
"Melissa... that's great."
At this moment, the hands that were not able to grasp were tightly held together.
At this moment, Joseph, the god-level powerhouse who has comprehended the rules of his own concepts, is just a lost and found father, hugging his daughter tightly with excitement.
He mumbled incoherently, "Melissa...my Melissa."
"Father...hehe, are you happy? You used to protect others, now it's my turn to save you..."
Melissa was hugged tightly by her father, and her shoulders were wet with tears from his father. She patted her father's trembling and generous back lightly, and felt such a clear love from her father for the first time.
In the past, Joseph would not express his emotions out loud or expressively. Like a silent mountain, he would just watch silently and express his expectations with strict requirements.
Melissa once felt dissatisfied with her father's negligence, and used her own way to protest.
But it wasn't until this moment that she felt Joseph's uncontrollable trembling and the intensity of his embrace that she truly understood how much Joseph loved her and valued her.
"Happy, of course I'm happy..." Joseph let go of Melissa slightly, his face full of tears was filled with excitement, he raised his hand to stroke his daughter's cheek and temple hair, his eyes were soft: "My daughter has finally grown up and can be independent .”
He whispered: "Sorry, Melissa, there is no milk today."
Melissa was taken aback for a moment, and then felt a pain in the back of her neck, and her eyes went dark, and then she went limp.
"Good night, sweet dreams."
Joseph looked at the daughter who had been knocked unconscious by him with extremely gentle eyes, and slowly stood up holding the girl, the softness on his face gradually disappeared, and turned into coldness again.
Melissa reached out and grabbed his clothes unconsciously, and was still struggling to mutter some inaudible words.
"My daughter, it's okay, it's okay, everything will get better..."
Joseph patted Melissa's back lightly, as if to comfort a baby.
Melissa relaxed her body and fell asleep in her father's arms.
Joseph lifted his daughter from behind with his hands, and felt his daughter's weak but existing breath and slow but powerful heartbeat from his back. The temperature of life on Melissa's body was almost hot.
Joseph felt more at ease than ever.
Is it burning... what can burn is not only life?
Joseph took a deep breath, the ether condensed, activated the imprint left by the Secret Ritual Tower on Melissa, and silently teleported.
The light flickered, and Melissa was teleported back to the safe point set by the Secret Ritual Tower.
Joseph picked up the long sword again, and his sharp eyes reached Wilde who had reopened the field in the distance, and the eyes of the two met in midair.
The rules based on the concept of burning once again descended on Joseph with overwhelming momentum.
This time, the cards of both sides were turned over and over again.
In the next battle, there is no other way but to try our best!
Wilde coldly gathered the final rules, knowing that because of this sudden change, his absolute advantage had been interrupted. Not only did Melissa not die, but Joseph would also calm down. The plan didn't work either.
Damn it... Wilde knew it was not good. If he went according to the past situation, maybe he would run away on the spot. Anyway, he has mastered the power of gods and has almost eternal life. Even if he waits for two more years, he will be sure to fight again Not too late.
As for face, what is that, can it be eaten?
But at this moment, there is a deep unwillingness in his heart——
Why? Why? !
Why was Joseph favored? Why would he have a chance to do it all over again?
I do not believe! ! !
Even if I do it again, I still win!
"Joseph, you can't beat my end!"
Wilde roared, His body quickly recovered, and the waving tentacles supported the huge body and squirmed forward. Countless huge mouths emerged, overlapping like thousands of people chanting together, like knocking on a decayed big mouth. Clock, complete high-level spells one by one at high speed.
With the blessing of the final domain, the power of these spells was infinitely magnified, and they were launched in the direction of Joseph.
Be the first to attack!
Since they both know each other's hole cards, then bet your life and make the final blow!
Joseph looked at the tentacles like mountains and seas and the daunting spells. Wilde's "final" field covering the battlefield also began to shrink, concentrating all his strength to defeat Joseph.
Joseph looked up, his eyes were burning like flames, exuding a pure white brilliance.
When Wilde's tentacles arrived, Joseph raised his long sword——
The same combustion, but the firewood is completely different.
Just as Melissa learned from the overclocking study of the "Key of the Door", the name "Joseph" represents a knight who burns himself and uses sacrifice and protection as his source of strength.
Guard and sacrifice.
It is not an abstract concept, but something that actually exists, which is the source of Joseph's purpose and power to burn himself.
To protect Melissa, to protect Nuo Jin.
Everything he wants to protect is behind him, so how can he not try his best?
Joseph looked at the roaring tentacles and smiled - the flaming giant sword in his hand swung a blow.
Just like cutting a block of tofu, Wilde's fortress of nirvana and spells was cut into a huge gap in an instant!
...
Winston was in a trance, and the shaking ground under his feet made him feel as if he was being pulled back violently while sitting on a high-speed train.
He looked around in a daze, stroked his head, and felt that something was wrong...
The roar of fierce fighting still came from the battlefield, the dream machine and the barrier in front of it were torn apart, and the knights behind were shouting loudly for emergency rescue.
Yes, the barrier was broken, and then, what happened?
Winston froze in place.
Something was wrong, it obviously felt that there was nothing wrong with the connection with the picture in front of him a few seconds ago, but it felt as if something had been forgotten by him.
He had no choice but to turn his head and look at the more insightful head of the logistics department.
But she found that Caroline was kneeling on the ground shaking violently, a lot of blood was dripping between her fingers covering her face.
Winston walked over to support the other party, and asked, "What's the matter?"
Caroline took a deep breath, raised her head, her eyes were bleeding, and her expression was extremely shocking: "Just now, huh...someone just set the clock and turned it back..."
The head of the Combat Section, who prided himself on being prudent, looked dull: "What?"
Caroline endured the severe pain and pointed to her eyes: "I saw the information with my gaze."
"Another god-level existence that suddenly appeared was involved in the reverse flow of time, and was torn to pieces. Therefore, it interfered with this time reverse...resulting in the rewriting of the battle between Wilde and Joseph."
Her tone was extremely shocking, even light and unreal.
I believe that anyone who has witnessed all this with their own eyes will feel like they are in a dream.
Originally, this level of time reversal, except for the person who saw the butterfly flapping its wings, and the person who witnessed the person who moved the time pointer, no one else would notice it at all.
Lost memory like Winston.
But Caroline's staring eyes allowed her to capture the scattered information flow in the surrounding time and space, allowing her to instantly obtain her lost memories from it, but at the same time, it also made her pay the price of being almost blind.
Another god level? Winston felt his scalp tingle.
Assuming it's just going back in time, then the flow of fate will not be changed, and there will be no talk of rewriting the battle situation.
So, in addition to turning back time, he also killed a god? With the help of that god-level extraordinary person's death, which then affected the entire battlefield?
It seems that the only one who can do all this is the chess player who is always watching the battlefield, but is outside the battlefield.
Is this the real mighty...
Winston didn't dare to imagine, he looked at the battlefield in a daze.
...
The sharp sword was out of its sheath, wrapped in hot air, Joseph opened the world with a sword, and instantly broke through the slippery tentacles glowing with black and dead matter, and the taboo spell wrapped in it was shattered into dark purple fragments like glass, and was attacked by Joseph at high speed The gusts of wind blowing--
Joseph narrowed his eyes slightly and saw Wilde's furious face.
"Wilde, today, let's make a complete end!" Joseph faced Wilde, who could not see his original appearance at all, and countless black annihilation substances entwined around Wilde's body like evil spirits.
His body gradually swelled, and countless tentacles inserted into the broken ground like pipes, drawing strength from the endless abyss formed by the souls of the dead.
Wilde responded with an inhuman growl.
Joseph adjusted his position, and the flames burning on his body broke through the battlefield isolated by this powerful domain in an instant.
The drowsy sky with howling snowstorm was pierced like a sharp sword.
The thick and dark clouds have gradually dissipated, and the broken dream machine has already placed this battle in the real world, and time is also connected with reality——
A round of red sun rose on this cold winter night, and the light like a sharp sword poured into Nuo Jin, and the snow in the midair began to melt silently, just like the death of all things...
The temperature began to rise gradually, so that the air began to distort, and the flames on Joseph's body burned more and more intensely, until it reached the point of distorting the air, and a tumbling heat wave erupted from Wilde's body.
Joseph stood holding the sword, and what was burning all over his body was no longer the invincible white flames, but red flames.
He said softly: "Wilde, it's been dark here for too long...it's time for the sun to come out."
The burning at this time is no longer nothing without firewood, but burning in the name of protection!
Joseph gradually rose to the sky, and countless rays of light emerged from his body, as if tearing apart his human body to welcome the realm of the gods.
Countless glowing fireballs surrounded him, and Joseph completely turned into a living flame, a huge figure that was constantly deforming, so bright that people could not look directly at it, it could even be described as the sun on the ground.
Joseph rose into the air and looked down at Wilde on the ground.
"Wilde—"
"This blow will cut off all our past!"
Wilde raised his head and looked at him. There is no light in this dark night, but Joseph is the light!
"Joseph! You are the one who is going to die!!" Wilde was so furious that he let his head completely fill his huge body of the evil god, and countless tentacles shrank into a ball in the blink of an eye, and then spread out on the huge gray-black sarcoma. Pale eyes covered with fluffy tentacles waving.
The moment the eyes opened, a bright Joseph was reflected in the pale pupils.
"Die! Wilde!"
Joseph's loud voice echoed throughout the battlefield. In an instant, the ball of light named Joseph hit Wilde like a meteorite, drawing a straight line of light, like a shooting star, even brighter than the rising sun.
Wilde was also not to be outdone, a huge twisted magic circle twirled in his pupils, condensed with annihilation matter, engulfed in the final domain, and spewed out suddenly.
One black and one golden light collided together, and the shock waves like ocean waves were higher than one at a time, and even the clouds in the sky were stirred up, blending with the light of the two people on the ground colliding together, like a pillar of the sky.
Winston, like everyone else, was watching the end of the battle from a distance.
The sound of clattering followed the shock wave, blowing him down on the spot. He drew his sword and plunged it into the ground, holding it tightly so that he was not pushed away and rolled embarrassingly.
"Wang-er-de-!!!"
"Joseph-----!!!"
The roar of the two resounded throughout the world, and both were deformed and twisted by each other's powerful force!
Parts that are close to each other are disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Wilde's body transformed into an evil god and then starts to evaporate the moment it touches Joseph. Joseph is rapidly accelerated to aging by the dark annihilation matter.
Finally, the huge ether waves released when the gods died collided and fused together, gradually forming a ball of light, bursting into dazzling light like a nuclear explosion.
Shines through the night like dawn.
The tide of chaotic and inanimate matter was dispersed by the huge energy escaping from the cracks in the dream, and this dream world, which was both real and illusory, shattered like a bubble with the explosion of Yanar. Amidst the loud rumbling noise, the entire NUO Jin tilted several angles to the side. Wilde's mountainous body was also impacted, and he was pushed back thousands of meters, and his tentacles broke off one after another. His eyes were tearing apart, looking at the figure of Joseph's father and daughter embracing each other. Just because of an extra energy shock, the ending was directly rewritten! In fact, this is not the most unbelievable part for him. The most frightening thing is that he can feel that these dissipated powers belong to the rules, and they are very complete and powerful. Just a few points leaked at the time of death are enough. Let him be injured, it means that just now, a god level far stronger than them has fallen. The "newcomer" Wilde, who had just mastered the rules of "Fate", faced the disappearance of a god-level extraordinary person, and couldn't help but feel palpitations in his heart. Gods who can master the rules of time must be absolutely strong among the gods, but such a powerful transcendent is killed by time in the blink of an eye. Who can do this level? Wilde guessed it without thinking... ... "Melissa... that's great." At this moment, the hands that were not able to grasp were tightly held together. At this moment, Joseph, the god-level powerhouse who has comprehended the rules of his own concepts, is just a lost and found father, hugging his daughter tightly with excitement. He mumbled incoherently, "Melissa...my Melissa." "Father...hehe, are you happy? You used to protect others, now it's my turn to save you..." Melissa was hugged tightly by her father, and her shoulders were wet with tears from his father. She patted her father's trembling and generous back lightly, and felt such a clear love from her father for the first time. In the past, Joseph would not express his emotions out loud or expressively. Like a silent mountain, he would just watch silently and express his expectations with strict requirements. Melissa once felt dissatisfied with her father's negligence, and used her own way to protest. But it wasn't until this moment that she felt Joseph's uncontrollable trembling and the intensity of his embrace that she truly understood how much Joseph loved her and valued her. "Happy, of course I'm happy..." Joseph let go of Melissa slightly, his face full of tears was filled with excitement, he raised his hand to stroke his daughter's cheek and temple hair, his eyes were soft: "My daughter has finally grown up and can be independent . He whispered: "Sorry, Melissa, there is no milk today." Melissa was taken aback for a moment, and then felt a pain in the back of her neck, and her eyes went dark, and then she went limp. "Good night, sweet dreams." Joseph looked at the daughter who had been knocked unconscious by him with extremely gentle eyes, and slowly stood up holding the girl, the softness on his face gradually disappeared, and turned into coldness again. Melissa reached out and grabbed his clothes unconsciously, and was still struggling to mutter some inaudible words. "My daughter, it's okay, it's okay, everything will get better..." Joseph patted Melissa's back lightly, as if to comfort a baby. Melissa relaxed her body and fell asleep in her father's arms. Joseph lifted his daughter from behind with his hands, and felt his daughter's weak but existing breath and slow but powerful heartbeat from his back. The temperature of life on Melissa's body was almost hot. Joseph felt more at ease than ever. Is it burning... what can burn is not only life? Joseph took a deep breath, the ether condensed, activated the imprint left by the Secret Ritual Tower on Melissa, and silently teleported. The light flickered, and Melissa was teleported back to the safe point set by the Secret Ritual Tower. Joseph picked up the long sword again, and his sharp eyes reached Wilde who had reopened the field in the distance, and the eyes of the two met in midair. The rules based on the concept of burning once again descended on Joseph with overwhelming momentum. This time, the cards of both sides were turned over and over again. In the next battle, there is no other way but to try our best! Wilde coldly gathered the final rules, knowing that because of this sudden change, his absolute advantage had been interrupted. Not only did Melissa not die, but Joseph would also calm down. The plan didn't work either. Damn it... Wilde knew it was not good. If he went according to the past situation, maybe he would run away on the spot. Anyway, he has mastered the power of gods and has almost eternal life. Even if he waits for two more years, he will be sure to fight again Not too late. As for face, what is that, can it be eaten? But at this moment, there is a deep unwillingness in his heart Why? Why? ! Why was Joseph favored? Why would he have a chance to do it all over again? I do not believe! ! ! Even if I do it again, I still win! "Joseph, you can't beat my end!" Wilde roared, His body quickly recovered, and the waving tentacles supported the huge body and squirmed forward. Countless huge mouths emerged, overlapping like thousands of people chanting together, like knocking on a decayed big mouth. Clock, complete high-level spells one by one at high speed. With the blessing of the final domain, the power of these spells was infinitely magnified, and they were launched in the direction of Joseph. Be the first to attack! Since they both know each other's hole cards, then bet your life and make the final blow! Joseph looked at the tentacles like mountains and seas and the daunting spells. Wilde's "final" field covering the battlefield also began to shrink, concentrating all his strength to defeat Joseph. Joseph looked up, his eyes were burning like flames, exuding a pure white brilliance. When Wilde's tentacles arrived, Joseph raised his long sword The same combustion, but the firewood is completely different. Just as Melissa learned from the overclocking study of the "Key of the Door", the name "Joseph" represents a knight who burns himself and uses sacrifice and protection as his source of strength. Guard and sacrifice. It is not an abstract concept, but something that actually exists, which is the source of Joseph's purpose and power to burn himself. To protect Melissa, to protect Nuo Jin. Everything he wants to protect is behind him, so how can he not try his best? Joseph looked at the roaring tentacles and smiled - the flaming giant sword in his hand swung a blow. Just like cutting a block of tofu, Wilde's fortress of nirvana and spells was cut into a huge gap in an instant! ... Winston was in a trance, and the shaking ground under his feet made him feel as if he was being pulled back violently while sitting on a high-speed train. He looked around in a daze, stroked his head, and felt that something was wrong... The roar of fierce fighting still came from the battlefield, the dream machine and the barrier in front of it were torn apart, and the knights behind were shouting loudly for emergency rescue. Yes, the barrier was broken, and then, what happened? Winston froze in place. Something was wrong, it obviously felt that there was nothing wrong with the connection with the picture in front of him a few seconds ago, but it felt as if something had been forgotten by him. He had no choice but to turn his head and look at the more insightful head of the logistics department. But she found that Caroline was kneeling on the ground shaking violently, a lot of blood was dripping between her fingers covering her face. Winston walked over to support the other party, and asked, "What's the matter?" Caroline took a deep breath, raised her head, her eyes were bleeding, and her expression was extremely shocking: "Just now, huh...someone just set the clock and turned it back..." The head of the Combat Section, who prided himself on being prudent, looked dull: "What?" Caroline endured the severe pain and pointed to her eyes: "I saw the information with my gaze." "Another god-level existence that suddenly appeared was involved in the reverse flow of time, and was torn to pieces. Therefore, it interfered with this time reverse...resulting in the rewriting of the battle between Wilde and Joseph." Her tone was extremely shocking, even light and unreal. I believe that anyone who has witnessed all this with their own eyes will feel like they are in a dream. Originally, this level of time reversal, except for the person who saw the butterfly flapping its wings, and the person who witnessed the person who moved the time pointer, no one else would notice it at all. Lost memory like Winston. But Caroline's staring eyes allowed her to capture the scattered information flow in the surrounding time and space, allowing her to instantly obtain her lost memories from it, but at the same time, it also made her pay the price of being almost blind. Another god level? Winston felt his scalp tingle. Assuming it's just going back in time, then the flow of fate will not be changed, and there will be no talk of rewriting the battle situation. So, in addition to turning back time, he also killed a god? With the help of that god-level extraordinary person's death, which then affected the entire battlefield? It seems that the only one who can do all this is the chess player who is always watching the battlefield, but is outside the battlefield. Is this the real mighty... Winston didn't dare to imagine, he looked at the battlefield in a daze. ... The sharp sword was out of its sheath, wrapped in hot air, Joseph opened the world with a sword, and instantly broke through the slippery tentacles glowing with black and dead matter, and the taboo spell wrapped in it was shattered into dark purple fragments like glass, and was attacked by Joseph at high speed The gusts of wind blowing-- Joseph narrowed his eyes slightly and saw Wilde's furious face. "Wilde, today, let's make a complete end!" Joseph faced Wilde, who could not see his original appearance at all, and countless black annihilation substances entwined around Wilde's body like evil spirits. His body gradually swelled, and countless tentacles inserted into the broken ground like pipes, drawing strength from the endless abyss formed by the souls of the dead. Wilde responded with an inhuman growl. Joseph adjusted his position, and the flames burning on his body broke through the battlefield isolated by this powerful domain in an instant. The drowsy sky with howling snowstorm was pierced like a sharp sword. The thick and dark clouds have gradually dissipated, and the broken dream machine has already placed this battle in the real world, and time is also connected with reality A round of red sun rose on this cold winter night, and the light like a sharp sword poured into Nuo Jin, and the snow in the midair began to melt silently, just like the death of all things... The temperature began to rise gradually, so that the air began to distort, and the flames on Joseph's body burned more and more intensely, until it reached the point of distorting the air, and a tumbling heat wave erupted from Wilde's body. Joseph stood holding the sword, and what was burning all over his body was no longer the invincible white flames, but red flames. He said softly: "Wilde, it's been dark here for too long...it's time for the sun to come out." The burning at this time is no longer nothing without firewood, but burning in the name of protection! Joseph gradually rose to the sky, and countless rays of light emerged from his body, as if tearing apart his human body to welcome the realm of the gods. Countless glowing fireballs surrounded him, and Joseph completely turned into a living flame, a huge figure that was constantly deforming, so bright that people could not look directly at it, it could even be described as the sun on the ground. Joseph rose into the air and looked down at Wilde on the ground. "Wilde" "This blow will cut off all our past!" Wilde raised his head and looked at him. There is no light in this dark night, but Joseph is the light! "Joseph! You are the one who is going to die!!" Wilde was so furious that he let his head completely fill his huge body of the evil god, and countless tentacles shrank into a ball in the blink of an eye, and then spread out on the huge gray-black sarcoma. Pale eyes covered with fluffy tentacles waving. The moment the eyes opened, a bright Joseph was reflected in the pale pupils. "Die! Wilde!" Joseph's loud voice echoed throughout the battlefield. In an instant, the ball of light named Joseph hit Wilde like a meteorite, drawing a straight line of light, like a shooting star, even brighter than the rising sun. Wilde was also not to be outdone, a huge twisted magic circle twirled in his pupils, condensed with annihilation matter, engulfed in the final domain, and spewed out suddenly. One black and one golden light collided together, and the shock waves like ocean waves were higher than one at a time, and even the clouds in the sky were stirred up, blending with the light of the two people on the ground colliding together, like a pillar of the sky. Winston, like everyone else, was watching the end of the battle from a distance. The sound of clattering followed the shock wave, blowing him down on the spot. He drew his sword and plunged it into the ground, holding it tightly so that he was not pushed away and rolled embarrassingly. "Wang-er-de-!!!" "Joseph-----!!!" The roar of the two resounded throughout the world, and both were deformed and twisted by each other's powerful force! Parts that are close to each other are disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Wilde's body transformed into an evil god and then starts to evaporate the moment it touches Joseph. Joseph is rapidly accelerated to aging by the dark annihilation matter. Finally, the huge ether waves released when the gods died collided and fused together, gradually forming a ball of light, bursting into dazzling light like a nuclear explosion. Shines through the night like dawn.
