【2068】
The main hall of the palace.
On the throne.
The old devil turned the palm holding the Zi-O three-level watch over and hid it in his sleeve. He raised his eyes and looked at the door of time and space composed of stars in the sky in front of him. It suddenly opened.
Wisps of black mist spurted out from it, converging into a human-shaped black shadow.
The gate of time and space dissipates.
The human-shaped black shadow formed by the gathering of black mist immediately turned its attention to the King of Demon Time on the throne.
The black mist flowing around her froze for a moment, and then she seemed to understand something. The black mist that made up her body suddenly became unstable due to violent emotional fluctuations.
"Encountering a demon——!
! "
Roars full of hatred and unwillingness echoed in the empty hall.
“Everything I have done is useless, is it all under your observation of the timeline——!
? "
If not, why did the King of Demon Time take action so quickly and in such timely manner?
However, the old devil bluntly rejected the speculation of the black mist human form.
"how come……"
The old devil comforted the black mist figure in front of him.
"The interruptions and misdirections you made are not ineffective. I really cannot clearly observe your existence and behavior on the timeline...otherwise, how could I let you roam free for so long?"
Reasonable and convincing.
The old rival of the Demonic Time King, the consciousness of the director of the Time Management Bureau who was separated and kept as a back-up. He has done evil things in many timelines and has rich experience in getting things done. His first big success was right in front of him but he failed. He was unwilling to accept it. He wanted to kill the savior who exuded "mockery" with his full-strength interception ability, but as soon as he took action, he was pulled into the time in front of the Demon King. When the undead heard this, his thoughts were stagnant, and then he subconsciously asked:
"Then why did you..."
I saw that the old devil was not in a hurry and gave his conclusion calmly.
"It's simple, because what I rely on is my brain."
The implication is that you thought that the exposure and failure of your plan was due to the gap in strength, but in fact, it was due to the suppression of IQ.
Upon hearing this, the Black Mist figure was immediately stunned.
"???"
Then, the mentality exploded directly.
What the hell are you—!
The black mist surged around her body, and the irritable words poured into her throat, but before she could say anything, the black mist human form was instantly imprisoned and became motionless.
Immediately, the body began to be annihilated bit by bit starting from the edge.
The severe pain constantly stimulated her spirit.
She wanted to scream but couldn't make a sound.
He couldn't even close his eyes.
In front of her eyes was the King of Demon Toki, who was sitting high on the throne, watching her gradually towards destruction calmly and indifferently.
Before her consciousness was completely annihilated, in addition to pain, she also felt a deep, completely incomprehensible confusion.
[What are you doing? You caught me here instead of killing me directly. Isn’t it because you want to ask me something? ]
[Or……]
[You caught me here just to mock me? ]
[I, can't understand...]
At this point, the last trace of consciousness of the black mist humanoid was completely silent, with deep confusion.
The confinement is lifted.
The last wisp of the annihilating black mist falling downwards.
The Demon King looked down at the black mist that was about to be completely annihilated, but his sight passed through the black mist, even through the floor of the hall, and continued down, down, down...
Finally, reach the depths of the ley line.
There, there was a huge spaceship blocked by many chains painted with knight's crest.
In the spacecraft command room, the equipment that originally monitored many timelines was in a signal-free shutdown state, and there was no operator present.
Only in the captain's seat sat a tall man with his eyes closed, his chest rising and falling slightly, confirming that he was still alive.
Time Management Bureau, Director.
In his hand, he held a switch that was connected to his own life pulse.
Then, pass through the command module deck and continue down, down, and down...
What I saw in the bottom cabin was a huge bomb shrouded in black mist and filled with the aura of destruction...
A bomb made of demonic power!
…
…
【Zi-O line】
The darkness dissipates.
It was only then that Whiteworth withdrew his gaze from the sky, turned around, looked at Gates beside him, and declared seriously:
"Now, it is truly over, my savior."
Hearing this, Gates, who did not dare to let down his guard because of the sudden crisis just now, slowly calmed down his violently beating heart, remained silent for a moment, canceled the transformation, and looked at White Woz as well.
"My Iceberg Beauty Wife"
Seeing this, a heartfelt smile appeared on Whiteworth's face.
"Thank you for your trust, my savior."
Then, he raised his hand and motioned Gates to look around.
"Look, my savior, this world is filled with dust and the lights are dim..."
The dead world has come back to life and is alive again.
Time also passed from Christmas Eve to Christmas Day.
The lights on the tall Christmas tree are twinkling.
There were many figures on the street under the trees.
Shops decorated with Christmas decorations are crowded with people.
Santa Claus, dressed in red, walks around carrying a bulging red bundle, and from time to time he takes out interesting little gifts from it and gives them to passers-by.
Conversations, laughter, blessings...
Peace, joy.
Completely wash away the remaining doomsday scenes in Gates' mind.
Immediately, Whiteworth's voice continued to sound.
"...As I once answered you, in the future when you become the savior, the world will still be the same as it was before. Nothing has changed. People's lives and everything will still be as smooth as time has stopped."
Gates looked at this stable and beautiful world infatuatedly, and couldn't help but think of the rest of Whiteworth's words at that time.
[Other than that, what else could you ask for? ]
He couldn't help but echo in a low voice.
"Yeah, besides that, what else could you ask for?"
Whiteworth listened with a smile, his eyes deeply focused on Gates in front of him, but it seemed that he was not just looking at Gates in front of him.
"My savior, just as I promised you, now, I will inform you of the return date of His Majesty the Demon King..."
He took a deep breath and said.
"Today, today, here."
Gates wondered: When did I ask you for this?
But immediately, his attention was attracted by all the information in White Watts' words.
"So, King Shi will be back soon?" he asked quickly.
"Yes." Whiteworth nodded, "So, it's time for me to say goodbye to you."
"bid farewell?"
Whiteworth's words brought Gates back to reality from his excitement.
Only then did he realize that Whiteworth's body was gradually becoming transparent and disappearing.
"Wait... wait! What are you..."
"Don't you already know? My savior.
"I am a person on another timeline that extends from another possibility at the bifurcation point. Now, the possibility to that future has been cut off. Naturally, I have lost the basis of my existence.
"No need to be sad, my savior, I have no regrets.
"so,
"at last……"
Saying this, Whiteworth took a step back.
"Please allow me to introduce myself to you one last time."
He caressed his chest gracefully, leaned forward, and saluted.
"I am the creator of the future, your loyal helper, White Watts."
Then, he raised his head slightly, and at the last moment before disappearing, he met Gates's gaze, smiled, and sincerely wished him the best.
"May your future never be shrouded in darkness."
