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“…”

Such a huge amount of information makes Zhao Huang look confused.

For a long time, he could only show a helpless smile.

“Well, it turns out that what I wanted in exchange for is really a real New World. I thought that Alayas just threw me into a parallel world that I didn’t have time to discard. Yeah.”

After learning such an impactful truth, Zhao Huang didn’t feel any anger or panic in his heart.

All human reactions are what constitutes Alaya Consciousness, but it is in turn established by its calculations. There is nothing unreasonable. Zhao Huang does not stubbornly think that Alaya is playing him with a trick, nor does he regard Lydia and the others as dummies.

Speaking bluntly, Alaya didn’t have the time to play a little Guardian.

“Well, as a result, things seem to have become troublesome.”

Scratching his head, Zhao Huang felt that the situation was a bit serious.

“That is to say, if I want this World to continue to exist, I must rescue the Boss who was ignorant of that great power, right?”

Alaya Consciousness was temporarily interfered, and as a result, this World was burned by the opponent’s Treasure Item to the point that only one island remained, and finally was forced to stop operating. Moreover, once Alaya Consciousness is determined to be non-existent, not only the New World, but all human beings in the world will lose consciousness and become living dead.

Whether it is Zhao Huang or Guardian, such an outcome is unacceptable.

“It seems that I have no choice.”

What kind of experience was suddenly told that you would have to participate in a war of salvation?

Zhao Huang can’t answer yet. He only knew that the burden on his shoulders suddenly became heavy.

Retracting the extended left hand, Zhao Huang glanced at Lydia on the side.

Looking at the black and white world within the realm, the expression on Lydia’s face desperate for salvation, who maintained her final motionless posture, Zhao Huang made up his mind.

For these people in need, he must go to this war.

006 The Trial owed

“Say so…but, in this war, whether it is my turn to participate, or is it two different things?”

Returning to the Heroic Seat, Zhao Huang stayed in his own cabin, lying on his back and looking at the ceiling.

New World was frozen, and he didn’t dare to go back there for the time being, so he stayed in his cabin for a long time.

At that time, Zhao Huang made up his mind and planned to fight the Salvation War in an imposing manner, but he waited for a long time before remembering that he might not even have the means to participate in the war.

He, Zhao Huang, is a follower.

The follower is also very powerless in a sense.

At the very least, he would never do anything like this.

At the moment when Alaya Consciousness is limited to a quantum state, even if he is Guardian, he cannot get in touch with Alaya Consciousness at all. Therefore, there is no hope at all if you want to directly descend on the battlefield where you don’t know where as the Guardian.

And he himself has nowhere to go except New World, Acceleration World and Heroic Seat.

――The so-called servants cannot fight without being summoned. Even if he is not reconciled, he can only admit that this is the limit of the heroic spirit and the follower.

So, even if Zhao Huang wants to save New World, he can never do it on his own. What opens up a new era, and what builds the era itself will always be that era…human beings living in the foremost future.

Now Zhao Huang can only wait on the Heroic Seat, and the person who has the high hopes of Alaya will come to summon his day.

If that day does not come, then all of this is equivalent to not saying.

Maybe, the next time Zhao Huang pushes open the door, the big blue ball of light will have returned there, as always.

The advantage of the Heroic Seat is this-independent of the timeline of the world.

But it is a pity that no matter how Zhao Huang confirms, there is no change in all this for the time being. Is it because the future has not been refreshed, or is it because… the worst result is already coming.

He doesn’t know.

Furthermore, in a situation like this that has never been anticipated, with his small power, it is impossible to come up with any solution.

“…Ha. Forget it. It doesn’t make sense to wait. All I can do now is to become as strong as possible.”

Shaking his head, Zhao Huang One of them sat up, pushed open the door, and walked into the darkness outside the door.

He hasn’t forgotten that he still has a “debt” on the side of the tower of trial.

Calling out the white pagoda surrounded by faint rays of light, Zhao Huang pushed in.

“LancerZhao Huang, apply to restart the Treasure Item trial.”

If he fails to pass this trial, he cannot start other trials. Therefore, whether it is to test one’s own strength, or to make plans in the future, this owed trial has come to start again.

As Zhao Huang’s voice fell, the darkness of [Between Choices] returned to silence. For some reason, this time, the Tower of Trial not at all changed the space altogether as usual, but there were huge waves of magic power.

Next moment, the surrounding space was suddenly distorted, and Zhao Huang’s body was at the same time peeling off. It’s like holding the doorknob and choosing to come, but this time, Zhao Huang was fortunate to see the moment when his slave popped out of the body through two different perspectives.