Six hundred and sixty-fourth days.

Tang Xian wrote down Yuan Wu's name.

From now on, he can no longer guarantee the logic between memory. The deeper the contact with people, the more memories they have.

The brain will make a person as logically as possible and make the memory look logical, so Tang Xian's memory at this time has begun to become distorted and chaotic because too many people are missing.

But Tang Xian's hell really began from now on. He had already arrived at the core area, but he didn't expect that this area would be larger than imagined.

On this day, he found six goals.

There was only one road sign and he wrote down Yuan Wu's name. After writing it, he felt confused when he looked at the two words. Who is this person?

What kind of experience did he have with himself?

Tang Xian couldn't remember.

He was afraid of this feeling and walked into the depths of the ruins, and the sinister intentions of the Lord of Eden slowly emerged.

This is an illusion, but it can also lead to the real world, where the true body of the Lord of Eden is hidden.

All this induces Tang Xian to go deeper.

After going deeper, I realized that this was a trap, a trap where I irregularly cut my memory into multiple portions and then discarded it bit by bit.

Even so... using the gambler mentality, the Lord of Eden made Tang Xian deeply trapped in it.

Tang Xian may have had the idea of ​​retreating several times, but his final choice was to continue exploring. This has nothing to do with whether Tang Xian is a gambler, but Tang Xian's purpose is very clear and has always been a person who does not waste resources. If memory is a resource, he does not want these memories to be lost in vain.

However, all these mentalities were calculated by the Lord of Eden.

Tang Xian felt that he could understand the Lord of Eden, and the Lord of Eden could also understand the Lord of Tang Xian.

At least in this duel, Tang Xian lost again and again.

He didn't even dare to write down his names for the remaining five blank signs.

During this day, Tang Xian did not continue to move forward, but instead recited the remaining names he could use.

He chanted over and over again.

When a person is in a desperate situation, in addition to the resources for survival, the most precious thing is the hope in his heart and the memory of the past.

Hope is disappearing bit by bit.

There is not much memory left.

On 666, Tang Xian wrote down several more names.

Akas and Song Que are all among them.

He only had the last few names left, and it seemed that there was still a long way to go before he found the true body of the Lord of Eden.

In the intertwined place of illusion and reality, Tang Xian found a cave.

"Qiyuan, Zhong Yao, Yan Xiaoling, Li Xiaoyu, Tang Jing, Qiyuan, Zhong Yao, Yan Xiaoling, Li Xiaoyu, Tang Jing, Qiyuan..."

In the dark cave, Tang Xian said these names over and over again.

The night passed quickly, and the sun shone into the cave, and it also shone on Tang Xian's unshaven face.

He seemed to be a prisoner who had been in prison for a long time and had not been sorted out.

My face began to grow beard and my hair became messy.

It is clearly a consciousness body, but in this special realm, everything becomes very real.

Tang Xian looked ahead motionlessly, looking for two hours, and his formerly lively eyes now seemed very dull.

His lips were still shaking, and the names could be vaguely heard.

He finally stood up.

He could no longer remember many things, but he knew in his heart that someone was waiting for him in Baichuan City.

There is a world that has been deformed for a long time waiting for him to save.

His pace became heavier and slower, but he was always moving little by little.

When memories dissipate and hope melts, whether a person can still persist in reaching the initial end is will.

The sun suddenly disappeared and the sky was covered with clouds.

After more than 600 days of exploration, Tang Xian had already walked out of the most dangerous weather chaotic area. There were also many fewer ancient ferocious beasts created by the Lord of Eden's consciousness.

But occasionally there will be times like this today, when it suddenly rains heavily.

The mountain roads are muddy, and those humans with shadows seem to be unable to feel the changes in the weather, and are still talking on the road.

Are they still humans now? Do they still have consciousness?

Is the arrangement of the Lord of Eden for mankind the form of human beings turning mankind into this form of interweaving reality and illusion?

Tang Xian became more and more afraid. Is the creature he faced was still in the traditional sense?

This monster named Lord Eden can already affect reality, so how can I defeat it?

"Qiyuan, Zhong Yao, Yan Xiaoling, Li Xiaoyu, Tang Jing, Qiyuan, Zhong Yao, Yan Xiaoling, Li Xiaoyu, Tang Jing, Qiyuan..."

Thinking about these questions, he did not stop chanting these names.

Soon, Tang Xian came to the road sign.

It's time for a decision again, and he must throw away another person's memory.

The painful expression appeared on Tang Xian's face, looking a little confused. If Li Xiaoyu were here, he would definitely hug the man with great distress.

Because Tang Xian has never been so helpless.

He wrote down Tang Jing's name.

Zhong Yao was still waiting for him. He remembered that he had made an agreement with Zhong Yao to take Zhong Yao to meet someone and a relative, but Tang Xian no longer remembers who that person was.

Yan Xiaoling has always been a pure land in his heart, and Li Xiaoyu may be the person who loves him the most in this world. Tang Xian doesn’t want to forget these people.

As for the source of bifurcity.

Tang Xian was completely out of hostility.

In the face of a great enemy, you may be able to forget your comrades, but you must never forget your enemy. The existence of Qiyuan almost ran through Tang Xian's life and even the entire pyramid civilization.

In Tang Xian's heart, she was not even as good as those who had forgotten, but Tang Xian understood that she must not forget Qiyuan.

Six hundred and seventy days, looking at it, the world is like an endless night.

During the four days of confusion, Tang Xian seemed to hear the baby's laughter.

There is sarcasm and mockery in this laughter.

Tang Xian could no longer be excited because today, he wrote down Yan Xiaoling's name.

Santa Claus's gift was destroyed by him. He was in great pain before writing down his name. When Yan Xiaoling's name became unfamiliar, Tang Xian suddenly realized that many things became indifferent.

Why do you want to save the world?

What has it given itself?

The pain and confusion on his face gradually disappeared, and the expression on that face became ferocious and gloomy.

There are three more people in my memory.

Zhong Yao, Li Xiaoyu, Qiyuan.

Both names of Zhong Yao or Li Xiaoyu should be something that Tang Xian absolutely cannot write.

But after the memory of Yan Xiaoling disappeared, Tang Xian seemed to have changed.

His heart became indifferent, and everything in the world seemed to have no meaning.

He showed a playful smile, and now he seemed to be more interested in this challenge with the Lord of Eden.

This real and vain land seemed to become interesting again, and he once again had the motivation to explore the ruins.

Without the mental burden, Tang Xian's observation ability seems to have improved.

So he quickly found the next signpost.

Following the baby's ridicule, he didn't care who was missing in his memory at all. He just wanted to crush the head of the Lord of Eden.

With almost no hesitation, Tang Xian wrote down Zhong Yao's name.

He felt something lost in his heart, but what had he lost?

This world is big, but no one loves himself. People like him are not worthy of being loved.

Tears burst out from his eyes, and it was inexplicable. Tang Xian was clearly smiling, like a demon who had exterminated his temperament. But he couldn't stop his tears.

He was stunned for a few seconds, shook his head, and walked towards a lake. He cleaned himself without any haste, shaved his beard, and cut his hair.

The dust on his face was wiped away by him one by one with many unnecessary emotions.

Tang Xian looked like he had become a calculating noble man.

The eyes in their eyes are very similar to those of the former sons of Order.
To be continued...