My Bottle Cosmos-Chapter 684 - 631 Present World

Ancient Tree Era, Year 500.

"Unexpectedly, mutations have indeed occurred!"

"Yes, after being nurtured for hundreds of years, the Ancient Tree has started to change."

People discovered that the intermittent consciousness of Ancient Dragons and Ancient Trees began to become continuous, like frames of a slide show forming an animation.

Although they die every few seconds and are reborn, it seems they have learned something from death, and their will has turned into a chaotic, yet beginning to possess a certain logical thinking.

At this moment, inside the Origin Ancient Tree.

Countless chaotic bubbles of consciousness were churning back and forth, and the intermittent thinking gave birth to generations of inheritors of the Ancient Tree's will.

"I am, Light...."

Rustle.

Finally, an entity named Light was born within the Ancient Tree.

"I shelter the Cosmos from rain and shade, overthrow all dark and evil turmoils."

Countless prehistoric scientists and sages gathered and left their thoughts of protecting the Cosmos, finally coalescing into a cold voice.

"Finally born."

And the figure of Li Qing suddenly appeared here, his eyes flickering, calculating data, and silently thinking to himself:

"I've spent a few hundred years, intermittently entering and becoming a certain generation, and finally influenced them after replacing tens of thousands of generations?"

The will born from the Origin Ancient Tree was orchestrated by Li Qing... the Light Ancient God.

His original intention was to find someone to replace the Light Ancient God's persona, but soon found that the Ancient Tree's consciousness was becoming continuous.

This Ancient Tree was beginning to have clear thoughts!

How could that be?

Frightened, Li Qing immediately put his own persona on it.

Directly selected the Ancient Tree as the candidate for the Light Ancient God.

Thus, he became a part of its generations time and again, subtly influencing it, also hinting that the Origin Ancient Tree would become the Light Ancient God.

And this Light Ancient God still experienced life and death cycles every few seconds, yet he could temporarily control the body for a short while.

"In this way, it fits the identity."

"After all, under the Light Ancient God, there is an Elf Ancient God, and this Ancient Tree is somewhat related to the Elf Ancient God?"

"At the same time, the Light Ancient God constantly hunts Nokron, obviously inheriting the residual will of 28 billion prehistoric beings to continue hunting him... this causal relationship poses no issue."

This identity is quite fitting.

As for the Ancient Dragon?

It's the Thunderbolt Ancient God.

Li Qing used the same method, influencing the Thunderbolt Ancient God generation after generation, and becoming one of its generations, leaving behind various corresponding styles of conduct in history.

And why does the Thunderbolt Ancient God care so much about Nokron, waiting for his resurrection?

Due to the ties of causality, Nokron had ultimately birthed its origin and lending a hand doesn't come as a surprise.

It's naturally a presence of the Ancient Dragon faction.

Thus.

Ancient Tree, Light Ancient God.

Ancient Dragon, Thunderbolt Ancient God.

The two major contemporary factions have been thoroughly completed.

He had overthrown the construction of identities several times before, but this plan is the most logical one.

Also naturally, these two wills, essentially, still possess self and randomness, Li Qing simply forcibly named the two "Celestial Calamities."

And by occupying their bodies for a few seconds, he subtly influenced their generational characters of a few seconds.

"It's finally about done."

"Next up, just let it settle for a few hundred more years and see if any unforeseen events occur." His eyes flickered, planning to completely finish these two NPCs.

...

Ancient Tree Era, Year 800.

Eight hundred years had passed since that battle.

Five thousand years a day, the Ten Thousand Realms in the Lower Realm have gone through countless billions of years.

The Ten Thousand Realms have changed dramatically over time, with births and extinctions, a certain part of the Crystal Wall Universe was embedded into the returning Trade Ancient City.

Crack!

Atabia, the Emperor, and others who were immobilized, only then became aware and woke up.

The map before them, long prepared by Li Qing, was methodically perfected, integrated, specially modified, planted into the surrounding environment, and constructed to fit the position before sending them back.

Rustle~~

Time wriggled for a moment, and the door swung open.

"We finally returned."

The Emperor appeared somewhat complicated as he returned to the present world.

He recalled that extraordinary battle, and the terror of Nokron still seemed vivid before his eyes.

He had just made a minor achievement in studying Spatial Authority when the dying prehistoric Dark Fan handed over all his knowledge to him.

For him, it was a great opportunity to change his life.

If he could thoroughly assimilate, cultivate, and absorb it, he would become another Dark Fan, but this was just the beginning.

In the Atabia Dynasty, on the streets paved with crystal.

"You're back?"

In the distance, Sylph hurried over, somewhat nervous, "Did Senior Dream Garment take you back to prehistory? What exactly happened?"

"Indeed." The Holy Dragon couldn't help but tremble its chubby belly and asked.

"An unprecedented cosmic catastrophe."

The Emperor thought for a moment, his gaze falling on Nokron seated far away reading a book, understanding that history had become a foregone conclusion, Dream Garment had died, exchanging for the revival of Nokron now.

"Everything started with two major cosmic organizations..."

They engaged in endless conversations with those around them, recounting that earth-shattering upheaval.

And hearing it up to the end, everyone's expressions changed, hearing the alteration of history, looking at Nokron's figure, recalling Dream Garment, they felt both heartache and an urge to weep.

Historical heroes had all perished, and even Dream Garment became a colorful butterfly.

Especially the two maidservants, Sylph and Sylvie, looked at Nokron with extremely complex expressions, unable to fathom that this being had so many magnificent experiences in previous lives.

Thus, this mysterious Fist Nokron, had his ancient historical trajectory completely clarified.

Yet Sylvie couldn't help but curiously ask: "Can you tell us about my mentor from a past life, Senior Dream Garment, and how you came to know each other?"

Nokron appeared more calm than everyone imagined, "I don't remember."

The crowd was stunned upon hearing, then faintly smiled.

They quickly understood why.

Dream Garment altered too much history, and even diverged the time axis into a different parallel, causing this space-time's Nokron to never know Dream Garment during his growth journey.

She sacrificed so much, yet he doesn't even remember Dream Garment...

Sylvie also felt deeply moved.

How painful must Senior Nokron feel, not remembering her existence, not knowing what for the Ancient Supreme Divine King known as Dream Garment had gone to such extents for him...

Perhaps this was Dream Garment's deliberate modification too.

If destined to die, then let you forget me, not mourn for me, live well in a universe devoid of me.

Everyone stared dazedly at the serene Nokron, falling into immense shock.

This feeling almost tore through their mental defenses, faintly recalling the butterfly as if from a dream, as if that woman only existed within dreams.

They exchanged looks, suddenly not daring to disturb Nokron, quietly retreating, reached the outside.

"Sigh." Minis lowered his head and faintly smiled wryly.

The weight of history truly exerts a hefty force!