My shadow, the moment I heard this sentence, Carl's world broke in an instant.

"Shadow?" He laughed wildly, and a scarlet flushed appeared in Xiao Lan's eyes ahead, "Ha, ha, it turns out that I am just a shadow to you? No, you don't know anything at all!"

The exhausted body, which was chased by the "angels", has a new force driven by will emerge from the depths of the soul.

Perhaps it is because of the illusion of endless emptiness, perhaps because of the real reality that I finally faced, or perhaps it was the already visible fate, that all the things that surged from the depths of consciousness became more and more intense. Although it was just a moment, scenes of the past flashed in my mind, connected and integrated into a stream.

——And then, he roared.

"Then let's take a look, the so-called shadow can possess anger!"

The moment before the words fell, the silver-haired demon king disappeared from the spot.

Draw the sword and slash.

The dark magic sword rolled up endless nothingness, and agreed to kill with the power of inevitable destruction of the target.

It seemed to be torn apart in an instant in a chaotic dark space. Carl's people had become one with the sword in his hand, turning into a phantom with all the power that was stimulated and condensed, flashing in the time when he was completely stagnant. He wanted to use this real power to kill the enemy before the guarding angels reacted. The guy who spoke wildly but didn't even have the fighting posture torn to pieces!

Xiao Lan—

He stood there exactly, watching the attack arrive, and he didn't move as if he was a phantom without real sense.

And strangely, not only did he not dodge, but even the angels did not move.

So he hit it.

This is indeed not a phantom. A sword that poured into all the soul, all the spirit, all the power has slashed into the opponent's body. Carl could clearly feel his power, his spirit, how his soul condensed into an unprecedented condensation point, cut off the collarbone on this body, breaking the ribs and cutting the internal organs, cutting through the thorns, and then cutting out from his waist. Everything that was blocked was shattered and disintegrated under this sword that was originally nothingness.

But...it just won, won?

Carl knew very well that under all this, everything had been destroyed, and no matter what the body was, it had been divided into two, but he had no excitement or joy at all.

——Because the enemy is still not dead.

"Damn it, why...!"

The devil shouted like a curse. Why-Why, you are not dead yet.

The Phantom of Nothingness still had a serious face. Only bright eyes showed a faint smile.

There was no counterattack or movement, and the angels were also watching quietly. Seeing the shock in his heart, Carl quickly escaped hundreds of meters as if he had seen something terrifying. Then he gently announced a fact.

"Stupid. You are the one who knows nothing..."

However, Carl didn't seem to hear this.

"Lie! You-you should be dead." He yelled tightly, denying the truth he saw, "I obviously killed you with my own hands! That is the power that belongs to you, the ultimate power that can make everything nothing! Since you are not those angel-like puppets, you cannot survive under that power!"

Unexpectedly, Xiao Lan answered this question.

"Yes, you did kill me." He said softly, "As you said, everything is under the power of nothingness. It is indeed impossible for me to survive."

"But what are you now!"

"As you can see, it's a new me." He replied quickly.

The overly straightforward response made Carl's eyes widen, and then he stared at the man ahead in fear.

Xiao Lan's calm voice seemed to have nothing to happen. But his body was shattering and decomposing under the power of nothingness, but another force was repairing at the same time at a speed visible to the naked eye... But it was not so much a repair. It was better to say that it was a brand new existence that tore open the damaged "shell" and let himself come to this world... Just like what he said, it was a new self.

——But how is this possible?

"There is a logical contradiction. Do you mean that both you and you are the ones you in the past are real? How do you explain this contradiction!"

Carl shouted, and then—find the answer. It was just that he shook his head desperately.

That's really unbelievable. No, that kind of thing is impossible.

...But, other than that, it cannot explain all this - then, this situation is possible. So Carl asked again: Is that kind of thing really possible?

"You guy, isn't it-"

"I'm right. Whether I am now or the previous ones, I'm just a shadow created by the ability of parallel existence. Well, your name is Carl... In fact, I don't even know that the original body before I realized this miracle was killed by whom in which way."

The vain figure said as he smiled faintly.

"What - that, that is really impossible! So what are you? You are not the original person? But you have the wisdom of your own, how can you understand that you are a false object but still function normally? It is because you have the wisdom to understand that you are a false object, so you will destroy yourself because you can't stand it. This is common sense! But you clearly admit that you are a false, but...!"

"If you know that you are not real, you will collapse? That kind of intelligence is second-rate. But it's no wonder, after all, you have already reached such a level."

Xiao Lan curled the corner of her mouth, shook her head and continued to speak, "Since there is still a little time, I will explain it a little. The miracle achieved by breaking through the limit of time allows me to summon existences parallel to myself. It is exactly the same without any difference but is definitely different. Each of them may die or die, but as long as one of them still exists, the existence named Xiao Lan will never disappear. Look, is that right? The result has not changed at all."

Carl listened quietly, and after he was in a daze for a while, he shook his head negatively.

"That's just a quibble! I, as the absolute self, cannot completely give up! I am leaving me behind because it is me. Even if there is something like me, the result will be the same. I will not give up Carl's existence to him! It doesn't matter whether I leave a name in history or not. What's important is that if I cannot observe me who keeps a name in history, then it's meaningless!"

While holding his chest, Carl strongly refuted the phantom in front of him.

His instinct told him that if he did not, everything he had would be denied.

After all, I am bound by myself and the other person who chooses to abandon myself... This difference is a wall that separates mortals from extraordinary people and makes people desperate, all because I cannot admit this.

"This is the difference in ideas, Carl, I won't blame you. Because even I don't know when I became like that, every summoning and disbanding represents the creation and destruction of parallel existences, but before activate multiple existences, I undoubtedly am myself. So, I was killed just now, maybe it's the original me, maybe it's not necessarily?

No, the original I may have fallen asleep in a place where I don’t even know. But because they are all exactly the same, there is no so-called method of distinguishing. Although they are all not necessarily, this is the reality. Just like the cat who doesn’t know the life or death before opening the box, what is important is the reality that happens at present? Because of this - I am undoubtedly Xiao Lan, to put it simply, since I am here, I am the only reality."

Then, Xiao Lan, who was still just a phantom, smiled, "But you are different from me, Carl."

He raised his hand and pointed at the other party from afar.

"I think so I am. This is a famous saying by the philosopher Descartes and a key theory in the ideal worldview, but few people know the next sentence: ignorance is blessing. Then again, you seem to want to find the truth in this illusory world?"

"Then let's take a closer look with your eyes, the truth you have at this moment...
Chapter completed!