Close his eyes and he took a deep breath.

The man smelled countless breaths.

This is a taste that he has long forgotten, from those warm and ordinary memories that made him missed by them thirty years ago.

When he opened his eyes, the light of inspiration flashed, and the man turned into a flowing light and flew up, then stood in the middle of the city, high above the city, looking down at everything.

He rubbed his eyes first, making his blurry gaze clear again.

Then, once again, stare at it all with a soft and nostalgic look.

——This is a beautiful world, a peaceful world.

With the development of science and technology and the progress of life, everyone can live happily and enjoy the beauty of daily life. People do not need to accept invasions from one different world after another, attacks from one group of monsters, they can sleep until they wake up naturally, and can spend the whole lunch time to eat with peace of mind.

Unfortunately, due to the man's poor imagination, even if he accepted these information from other worlds, he could no longer imagine a better future.

For example, breakfast may be exchanged for spiritual food, and everyone can practice. A huge and prosperous city is everywhere in the world. Human technology can already enter the stars, communicate equally and peacefully with aliens, and even accept tribute from each other.

For example... with family, friends, and trustworthy and kind lives for people.

"Ah. Damn."

He closed his eyes.

Just now, the man even realized with some shame that he actually longed to live in such a peaceful dream.

Just now, he was actually shaken for a moment - he began to long for not being the Grand Marshal of the Earth Army, not one of the extraordinary leaders of human beings with the power of life and death, not the Yinglong of the Heavens, which made many civilizations in the universe frightened and many demon hunters who angrily rebuked the butcher in other worlds.

He began to long for himself to be an ordinary person, and could just immerse himself in this illusion that he had long forgotten.

Men know that they can do this - if the immortal wants to, they can completely imagine a world that is almost real.

He can immerse himself in his dreams, which is more realistic than reality.

No one in this world can stop him from doing this. He can leave this damn planet alone, a star field full of painful memories, he can leave human beings, become a happy and free immortal walking between the universe, immersed in the beauty of his fantasy.

He can.

But he chose not.

All this is just a dream.

So the man opened his eyes and let the dreams that originate from information in another world disappear.

——Indeed, beauty is desirable.

However, that kind of happy and beautiful life definitely does not belong to all human beings in this world.

Humans can pursue a perfect dream, but when pursuing dreams, they cannot regard dreams as reality.

"Dreams will wake up."

The man knew this very well, and he whispered in a low voice, full of determination: "Since that's the case, it's better not to go to bed from the beginning."

So the blue-purple dragon eye turned from dim to brightness. He looked straight in front of him again, staring at the space fortress community hanging among the stars, and looking directly at this devastated and messy world.

The dark universe, the dangerous starlight flashes, and everything unknown in the sky may be the enemy of the future.

But so what?

This world has prepared a future full of suffering and despair for him.

And he will never bow down to it.

The secretary who was parked behind the man suddenly sensed that the marshal's breath in front of him fell for a moment, and then suddenly surged, rising steadily.

He was surprised, and then he heard the other person's voice.

"Let's go."

Although it was an extremely clear instruction, for some reason, the secretary could vaguely know that the so-called "leave" did not mean that it was really going to continue walking.

So he asked in confusion: "Master Su, where are we going?"

The man smiled indifferently about this and said, "Who knows."

He originally wanted to say: Just keep going.

[——Accepting everything in chaos, you can become an existence that transcends everything. If you move on, there is no need to be any direction.]

But for some reason, he suddenly stopped.

In front of the man's eyes, those scenes suddenly appeared in which he didn't know where they originated, making him feel the "desire".

So, after a period of silence.

He spoke slowly, "Just keep moving forward."

[——Request a better future and never recognize the known present. Go on and move forward and upward forever.]

"As long as it's better than now, it's OK."

The dream is over.

Bai Yingxue suddenly woke up from this dream.

"Then, that's it?!"

The memories in the dream were quickly fading from her mind, and only a little golden light flashed in the girl's pupils.

"Is that...Su Demon King?"

"Will he... be sad?"

Standing straight and sitting at the head of the bed, Bai Yingxue looked straight in front of her in a daze-sighted manner - some fragments of memories stubbornly refused to fade, making it difficult for her to calm down, so she could only raise her head and look out the window in a daze.

Outside the window, the moonlight is bright, and silver light shines from the window, peaceful and beautiful.

But it was precisely because of this that she grabbed the thin blanket in her hand.

"Ah...ahhh!"

Bai Yingxue gritted her teeth, closed her eyes tightly, and roared in pain: "What is this!"

The past and present life of the reborn are intertwined.

I can't bear to forget the past I gave up and mix it with the bright and beautiful future.

--Perfect--

"If it weren't with you, wouldn't this be perfect?"

Asking himself in this way, Bai Yingxue raised her head and looked at the moon.

She stared at the silver moonlight and murmured softly: "I don't know the answer."

"But, the existence that reborn me... I will keep going. Going forward and find the answer to this question."

"Only in this way, I may be able to find the perfect ending that belongs to me."

Just as the girl looked straight at the starry sky.

Various abnormal movements are also occurring in every corner of the Milky Way.

In the center of the Galaxy Stars, the ancient shining areas, warships that had been silent for a long time rebooted and began to sail towards the star fields they had abandoned. The guardians of the Holy Land set up signal beacons and announced that they would put these areas into their territory.

They are restoring their former territory, and silver-blue psychic jets and transition lights are activated in every place in the starry sky.

[We will regain our lost territory, and we will erase any existence that intends to approach the holy land without mercy.]

With the solemn declaration of the Serastian civilization, the former Galaxy had returned to the big stage of the river.

——The huge space fleet is launched.

——The light among the stars is reignited.

The giant revives.

The insect nest awakens.

The gathering of psychic intelligence inhabiting stars broadcasts through stars again and announces its return.

More and more civilizations also ended the internal chaos. They raised their heads and bet on the other end of the distant stars.

With the return of psychic energy, the ancient hyper-time and space channels and sub-space wormholes will be restored to their original state again - the distance between stars will no longer be far away, and visits between civilizations will be more frequent.

The silent era has passed.

The universe is about to usher in noise.

The light flashed.

And on the third spiral arm of the Milky Way, a satellite of the third planet in a planetary system.

A young black-haired man was walking on the flat lunar plain with his hands behind his back.

"It's time to go, Yara."

"Then let's go, Su Zhou."

When people and snakes communicated in this way, Su Zhou raised his head and his purple dragon eyes stared at the sun above his head.

In his hand, a bright golden light began to appear above the tightly held silver pocket watch.
To be continued...