Ascension journey - 722. Chapter 717-I'm Sorry

As a person who first entered the infinite space and left strangely after not long, Cheng Bin did not understand the ecological environment of the infinite space. After all, he had just passed the trial of turning right, and he hadn’t even had time to touch other god-eaters and reincarnations.

In terms of personal feelings, although the Lord of Infinity clearly stated that the trial world was matched with a specified script, Cheng Bin did not notice any false elements in the trial process—

All beings act in accordance with the rules of that world. All people have their own independent wills, and various actions have hidden logic behind them. There are no discordant blunt contradictions and logical loopholes in the original script.

Since the beginning of his advent, Cheng Bin, a medical researcher, has consciously placed himself in a very low position. Not to mention being arrogant enough to treat local life as an NPC. He even explores the world and contacts other people’s starting actions. Very cautious and prudent.

After all, he doesn’t believe that there are free miracles in this universe, and he, who doesn’t know much about JOJO’s script, has also heard of the terrible power that can reshape Galaxy at the end of the plot.

Although, he has personally witnessed the war between the world ruler “Crimson King” and the first apostle of the gods “made in heaven”. Cheng Bin, who was broadened his horizons by his magnificent power, is about ordinary lives frozen on the world line at the mercy of high-end maneuvers. There is also a very subtle feeling close to the definition of NPC…

After learning about other parallel individuals and timeline-related matters, Cheng Bin is also difficult to say clearly. He thinks that he has only one life. From a higher perspective, he looks like a person who can save and read files indefinitely and explore all kinds of things. Kind of possible “players”?

——Why does the child called Fu in front of me ask this question?

Cheng Bin, whose thoughts diverged uncontrollably, suddenly came back to his senses, and then he noticed that he opened his eyes slightly in front of him and looked at his child with scarlet pupils full of “clear” killing intent. When questioning, the focus of his eyes was not on him.

His gaze crossed his shoulders, seeming to be staring at something behind him.

In the trembling with goose bumps all over, the bizarre perspective that flashed by before, once again appeared in Cheng Bin’s mind——

Two or three positions behind, a slightly higher third-party perspective, in this strange field of vision where you can clearly see the back of his head, Cheng Bin dimly saw numerous ghost images appearing on him and the child named Fu at the same time. It seemed that at the same time, the two of them changed countless expressions, said various words, and made countless different actions.

At the beginning of most of the “actions,” Cheng Bin saw a scarlet knife that appeared out of nowhere in Fu’s palm.

The layer upon layer of possibility, after a few seconds, derives and aggregates into a distorted chaos that cannot be clearly understood, and what follows is the sudden pain that bursts and tears the soul in one breath.

The personal experience of death, like being torn into blood, made Cheng Bin a clear understanding of the status quo——

I will die.

There is no reason, and there is no resistance. At the moment Fu’s left hand holding the sword is raised, his body will be torn apart by the flash of red light, and it will be turned into nothingness in the infinite dissociation.

This is the trajectory of time and the definite future.

“What are you kidding?!”

Cheng Bin, whose spirit was almost sinking in the distortion and chaos, exhausted all his energy to struggle. He took the initiative to face the pain of tearing the soul, trying to touch the chaotic outline of endless possibilities in this painful experience.

The beginning of the chaos is an understandable sight. The infinite distortion is just the overlap of the exponential derivation of the huge base. Since he can still stand here and feel the pain caused by the chaos, he must be able to interact with someone in the chaos. Some things interact, after all, the derivation of one’s own possibility is also part of the distortion and chaos.

The rest is just a matter of understanding and computing power.

The changes in consciousness are silent and invisible. In Cheng Bin’s near-death struggle, some kind of shackles connected to his soul collapsed, and some memories and powers that once belonged to him found a suitable place in his consciousness again.

That was the experience of being obliterated by the Lord of Infinity from the perspective of overlooking the fission of the timeline, and… a trace of power derived from the substitute “Crimson King·Soul Song”.

Cheng Bin, who is a blessed soul, has no energy space to manage the extra memory. He strives to be familiar with the slight power at hand, and does his best to control his body that has been shattered in multiple futures. Seems to hide in the “future zone” of friendly conversation.

The misty chaos seems to only exist in Cheng Bin’s consciousness.

The top of the realistic emerald green sloped building. After Xiaozifu asked the question, she did not wait for Cheng Bin’s reply. She tilted her head and scanned the looming red human figure behind Cheng Bin with an inexplicable gaze. Squeezing the red pointed fruit knife that emerged from the palm of his hand, he swiped up along the invisible fissure in the world that he saw with his eyes.

The scarlet blade tore the definition of space at this instant. From Fu’s hand to the end of her vision, everything that existed in the direction of the blade’s swing was in the extended red glow, annihilated without delay.

As if she were a painter, she painted a scarlet stroke in the open landscape on the canvas in front of her.

And there is no terrorist attack that can “kill” the air and the earth without any dodge time, but it is bizarrely “missing”——

Cheng Bin, who should have been erased by the scarlet paintbrush, stood on the path of the original blade swing, standing beside the bottomless crevice in a cold sweat, looking at the posture that there is no tendency to shed any effort, as if he had been from the beginning. Just stood there without moving.

Fu Wei opened her eyes again, and the scarlet flowing between her pupils disappeared with the knife. She did not show any expression of surprise, but slightly nodded to the stiff face of Cheng Bin: “…don’t involve others. The independent timeline of the material jumps? Okay…but it’s a bit reluctant to enter the door in this state. It seems that she still has to let’her’ help.”

After seeing Fu looking at the abyss knife marks, he glanced at his back. Cheng Bin, who was standing by the abyss, turned stiffly, first looked at the scary knife marks extending to the horizon, and then continued to turn his head. Look behind myself–

The humanoid body composed of red and white fine mechanical components, the shape of the reverse joints under the knees of the legs, the unique texture and sense of existence…

A humanoid stand-in like a sci-fi wind armored knight-Crimson King·Soul Song.

Cheng Bin’s gaze was unconsciously attracted by the crimson figure’s face–above the invisible, angular visor, there was a crimson vortex on his forehead.

No, that’s not a whirlpool in the general sense…

Happiness, presumptuousness, grievance, anger, fear, longing…that are countless miniature faces dominated by complex emotions, and countless different faces overlap and merge between struggles and changes, forming an indescribable twisted vortex.

Cheng Bin subconsciously realized that it was a soul that was extremely distorted on the focus of infinite timeline.

And what made him feel the coldness of the vest was that in the twisting vortex, every face he could see clearly had the same appearance as his body.

Countless questions hit Cheng Bin’s heart at this moment-the infinite ball of light is suspected of being severely distorted by the attack, the Lord of Infinity’s ruthless obliteration of him, the abrupt crossing and the weird greeter, the attack and the back message full of killing intent The Crimson King…

Cheng Bin felt like a worm caught in a hurricane, drifting involuntarily in the wind driven by endless terrifying forces.

However, before Cheng Bin straightened out his thoughts and asked the quiet Fu about various causes, another round of new changes appeared——

The sword light that was tearing through the world interrupted the harmonious “war” on the side. The colorful slime group jumped and rolled around them. At the same time, the emerald green crystal land with a blue pattern suddenly vibrated violently. Up…