These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 1130 The painter’s dream and the tide of the times!

This is the voice from the ancient Immortal of Time. It travels from the past along the gap in the river of time and into the future:

"You should know that even if the Underworld wins, it's just an internal fight. You, Xian, have almost been extinct in the future. You can't change anything. Xian is destined to be a loser and can't beat the three of us."

The fairy world and the underworld are too powerful.

The essence of this battle is still an internal struggle, even with the painter as the driving force.

The painter waved his brush in the sky and said with a smile: "Who said I want to save Xian?"

"So that's how it is." The source of time, the Immortal Lord, suddenly reacted.

The offering before us is an offering whose will has been changed.

A gentle, kind and soft scholar born with the intention of letting the people kill him.

He was also killed by his own kindness, but he was special because by chance he researched the Way of Embers and was resurrected after being killed.

It is a very unique example among those who died by suicide.

I'm afraid he is probably the only one who is still alive after committing suicide.

The voice of the Immortal Lord of Time was cold and indifferent. "Not only is the underworld out of control, but you as the offering party have also lost control and lost your original intention. The method you used back then really killed most of the offerings."

"Well, child." The voice of the Immortal Lord of Time was condescending. "Whatever you want, I will give you. I will allow you to enter the Immortal Realm or the Underworld, treat you with courtesy, and become one of the highest beings in this universe, with the same status as the Holy Spirit."

The painter looked extremely calm as he spoke to himself, "Since I was born, I am about to turn thirty. Today is my birthday. I heard from some people that one should be independent at the age of thirty, so I chose today to set off a birthday fireworks display and let the entire universe celebrate my birthday."

"I am still young, I have visions for the world and a passion for life. Do you know what my dream is?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire fairy world and all the forces in the underworld were in an uproar.

"Crazy? He's only thirty?!"

"How can he be only thirty?"

"What was I doing when I was thirty? I was working as a disciple and farming outside! And he gave himself such a birthday present when he was thirty?"

"So arrogant! At the age of less than 30, he has reached the top of the world! The heaven and earth are amazed. Even the supreme god of prehistoric times came to communicate with him in person. He is so cool! Even the protagonist in the storybook wouldn't dare to write like that!"

Countless people were boiling with excitement.

This is a mythical figure among myths, a legend among legends.

At this moment, countless people were shouting in their hearts, how did this person grow up? Why is he so evil? Where did this monster come from?
The Immortal of Time was surprised that the painter was a young man under 30 years old. "So, what do you want? Fame? Wealth? Beauty? Power?"

"Money? Fame? Wealth? Power?"

The painter smiled and said, "Is that all? Yes, that's all I can give. I don't know when this world became so corrupt. The monks only care about fighting, the immortals only care about monopoly, and countless greedy people only care about money and fame. People have become old, greedy, and full of desires."

"The world has become dirty and filthy, and more and more boring, like a flower withering in a cemetery. There is no trace of his youthful and passionate moments."

His voice was flat. He was clearly speaking to the entire world, to the supreme and majestic Immortal, but it seemed as if he was gossiping about trivial matters, as if a teenager was expressing his dissatisfaction with the world.

"What I want is very simple. I just want to uncover the scars of the world and make this boring world like a stagnant pool of water burn."

"Then, at your most passionate moment, you will be forever solidified in the painting. Isn't this something very interesting?"

"so."

The painter smiled, looked at the fairyland in front of him, stretched out his hand and clenched it, as if he wanted to grasp the entire fairyland, and smiled as sunny as a passionate young man: "My goal is very simple, I want a war to break out and the world to start burning."

The whole world exploded. This madman! How could he say such terrible words in the tone of a sunny and passionate boy?
He wants the world to be destroyed? Is he deliberately provoking a war between the underworld and the fairy world?
Even the three neutral Immortals, the Immortal in the Shell and others changed their expressions and wondered where this madman came from!
He provoked wars between the immortal world and the underworld, and brought about disasters such as the Embers and the Pseudo-humans, but his own power was still too weak and he could not control anything.

It turned out that his goal was simply to watch the war.

Ning Zheng, who was watching this scene quietly, covered her forehead and was completely speechless: What the hell was the painter talking about? What on earth was he trying to do?
Are the painter's words true or false?
No judgment required at all.

Because this painter must not be the original person.

He is just a painter who was drawn and pushed out, and endowed with some kind of radical and extreme personality.

It could be the artist's whim, maybe he wanted to see fireworks, or an interesting impromptu show, or he wanted to make the world more interesting.

Because the painter's fundamental goal is very simple, he just fears that today is really his birthday and he wants to watch the fireworks of the times.

He wanted to pursue the most beautiful eternal painting, so the painter who appeared before him appeared as the mastermind behind the scenes, disrupting the overall situation of the world and causing huge waves.

Ning Zheng would not judge the painter's true intentions from his words and actions.

Because when I try to judge from this aspect, I fall into the trap of the real painter.

It is no longer possible to distinguish between what is real and what is fake.

"I just want this world to bloom with flowers."

The painter smiled and said, "Whether it is the underworld or the fairy world, as long as there is fighting, as long as there is chaos, as long as all existing order is overturned, then there are infinite possibilities."

"The previous [future] was actually dead, and it was not the real future. Now the gears of fate that were stuck and stopped are starting to turn again."

“What is erupting now is the real [future].”

"The fundamental divinity of the Future is infinite possibilities. Only by using a powerful poison can we resolve the fear and interference of the past immortals in the future and give birth to infinite possibilities."

Amid the howling wind, the painter waved his paintbrush and drew a line at the sky.

A timeline as vast as a galaxy emerged in this era.

At this moment, his tall and heroic figure seemed to be forever imprinted in the era. In this life, he was like a figure who mastered the switch of the multi-dimensional river, mastered the time nodes, and mastered all the principles of the world.

He splashed ink on the world wantonly, dyeing it with the colors he wanted, and he slowly opened his mouth and smiled.

"The previous future was too stupid. This is the real infinite future. All extraordinary, impermanent, and unpredictable destinies will be born here."

"The storm that swept across the entire multiverse is about to come again, the Eternal God is about to be born, and destiny lies in it!"

The painter's figure gradually disappeared.

Boom boom boom!
The mirror image of the world is completely generated.

At this moment, the parallel world of the fairyland has been born.

In the dark, the artist smiled with satisfaction as he watched his ultimate perfect work of art successfully extend the timeline.

Bang!
Suddenly, the sound of the world shattering stopped.

The fairyland and the underworld are facing each other on two timelines, and the scorching torrent of time is washing over both sides.

This battle will definitely change the world.

(End of this chapter)