At this moment, someone suddenly shouted: "Look!"

Outside the Yunshang Palace, the frozen war giant dog suddenly began to move again, but not forward, but backward.

They quickly "run" backwards, and their speeds got faster and faster. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the darkness in the distance.

Above the palace, a soldier threw an alarm clock outside the palace, and saw that the alarm clock began to reverse instantly, turning faster and faster. Then he bounced back from outside the manor palace, and hit the soldier with a thud, making him scream, and the soldiers next to him burst into laughter.

Lanshi Ye Neixing, outside the lunch village, Hu Laosi held Liuwa in one hand, and held an Era crystal in the other hand, holding high.

Then, Hu Laosi turned his head and looked in the direction beside him. A few hundred meters away, another farmer raised the crystal in his hand high.

The crystals in their hands were like torches, dispelling the darkness.

In the darkness, time is flowing rapidly, and the roads that have been opened and the plants that have grown are turning back.

Suddenly, Hu Laosi walked forward a few steps, and a nest of small beasts that had been frozen by the black fog came out of the ground in panic, ran behind them, hugged behind them, and looked at the darkness that shrouded everything in horror.

In the giant nut orchard, several giant velvet men surrounded the tallest tree in the middle and raised the crystal in their hands high.

The other giant velvet people hugged each other and looked under the trees.

Under the darkness, the giant nut orchard that had already broken was recovering rapidly and expanding in all directions.

"Our estate!"

"Recovered again! Recovered!"

In the Magic Vine Manor, Ruan Fu stood on the periphery of the Magic Vine Manor with an Era crystal in his hand, and the big bull leaned against him.

The heart in the middle of the magic vine has been silent.

Suddenly, it started to jump again, and then the jumping speed became faster and faster.

"Moo! Moo!" The big bull jumped happily.

Outside the Blue Stone Leaf Manor, the gold-shaking town that had already been blown up is also slowly squirming.

It seemed like there was a hand that had been invisible, slowly gathering it together.

As if the explosion reversed, the Golden Town appeared again in the era of exile.

A small river, dozens of low buildings.

This is the gold-shocking town at the beginning of the era. Not many people have come yet, but its natural advantages will soon attract everyone, and it will become a prosperous place again.

And in a farther place, a huge wheel that was originally divided was slowly gathering, twisted and broken, and re-adhesively bonded.

The Iron Hammer City, which was once directly smashed by Zhuang Buyuan, was also reborn at this moment.

The mountain floating nearby was also shrinking rapidly, and then with a whoosh, shot into the depths of the exile era and disappeared.

In the manor palace, Zhuang Buyuan suddenly felt his palm sinking. He looked down and saw a stone that appeared in his hand again.

That was the "mountain" that was used to bombard the Hammer City before.

It actually restored.

In the darkness that devours everything, everything is turning back.

This era of more than a hundred years has ended.

The next era is coming.

There were many people whom the village had known and met and had seen, but disappeared forever.

But there are also many people who missed the village and will appear again on a certain day.

When everything has a chance to start over, is this a good or a bad thing?

Zhuang is not far away and doesn't know.

He just stood above the Yunshang Palace, carrying his hands on his back, looking into the distance.

He has come and conquered this era of exile.

But from now on, this era is no longer the era he once conquered.

It seems that it is time to continue to develop quietly.

He has brought too many changes to this place.

He once thought he would bring more benefits to those in the era of exile.

But in fact, it is just more destruction and death.

Let's go, let's go, this is not your own place after all.

Apart from those conquered manors, this world has no memory of him.

This feeling is so strange.

Everything you do and the traces left behind will be completely erased on one day.

But it also made Zhuang Buyuan feel relieved.

Because the people he killed and the cities he destroyed had been wiped out by his invisible hands.

Whether it is pain or war, it can be erased.

This is the era of exile.

A cycle of reincarnation is a brand new beginning.

What role does he want to play in this cycle of reincarnation?

"Borrower?" Old Brown came behind him, "Where are we going?"

"Go back." Zhuang Buyuan waved his hand.

“Where to go back?”

"go home."

It's been out for too long and the battle has been too long.

"Yes, go home!" Old Brown responded and shouted: "Manor Palace, prepare to return!"

"Return!" the soldiers shouted.

With a "swoosh", the manor palace flashed for a moment, and then disappeared.

The blank space left by the manor palace was instantly swallowed by darkness.
Chapter completed!