Chapter 788: Eternal Fire and Eternal Darkness

"Burn! Burn!"

In the scorching flame, there seemed to be some terrible will.

Mo Ling had just looked into the flame when he felt the will rushing over him and began to burn his mind.

Faintly, Mo Ling seemed to see the things that the flame had burned.

Those burned things turned into condensed sparks, hidden under the scorching light.

The sparks flickered, as if telling Mo Ling that they were unwilling. They did not want to become slaves of the flames, and did not want to be alienated into a distorted appearance, but as part of the flames, they could not escape the swaying flames, and could only be trapped in it and struggle constantly.

Looking at the swaying sparks, Mo Ling seemed to feel the pain of being burned by the flames.

"Run! Run!"

Some sparks passed their pain to Mo Ling, asking him to leave as soon as possible.

Mo Ling then discovered that these sparks were all from his "fellow tribe".

"It's that kind of dark creature..."

They felt Mo Ling's presence and thought that Mo Ling was also a fellow being devoured by the flames, so they kept delaying, wanting Mo Ling to have a chance to escape.

Feeling the pain from his own people, Mo Ling felt a trace of anger in his heart.

It was the anger engraved in his body, which made his hair stand up instantly and his claws pop out suddenly, but his anger seemed to make the will in the flame more active, quickly drowning out the faint sounds of those sparks.

"Burn!"

"Burn the hair that harbors filth!"

"Burn the claws stained with blood!"

"Burn the tail that represents barbarism!"

"Burn the wildness that hinders reason!"

"Burn the persistence of being a beast!"

"Burn the stubborn pride!"

"Burn the bad roots of wantonness!"

"Burn the soul that yearns for darkness!"

"Burn!"

The powerful will seemed to have a strong malice towards the dark race, devaluing every part of their body to be worthless.

Including Mo Ling's anger at this time, the flame regarded it as an "inferior" that should not exist and was to be burned.

The flame will shouted the disgusting slogan while pressing down on Mo Ling, with crazy flames, and was about to devour him.

But at this time, the suppressed Mars rushed out again and blocked Mo Ling.

"Run away..."

The voices of these fellow tribesmen were already very weak, but they still sacrificed themselves to protect Mo Ling and withstood the flames.

"Run away, you can't deal with it, we can't kill it... Go to the Hanye tribe and tell the leader of the Hanye tribe not to try to kill the flame, but to try to make it mutate, twist it, and make it what we want it to be like it did to us..."

Under the oppression of the flame will, the Mars resisted bitterly. After they told Mo Ling a few words, they surrounded Mo Ling.

"Remember, darkness is immortal."

The Mars suddenly moved at high speed in front of Mo Ling, and then collided with each other desperately. Their suicidal behavior caused a turbulence, forcing the approaching flame will back a lot.

After the collision, they were no longer bright, leaving only a dim black dot.

"Darkness, we are back..." They muttered weakly, and then the black dots quickly gathered together and turned into a deep darkness.

In this blazing fire, this ball of darkness can actually exist stably, facing the terrifying flame will, it still stands firm.

"Come here." The ball of darkness said softly to Mo Ling.

Mo Ling felt an incomprehensible sense of intimacy with the ball of darkness, as if he had met an old friend who had not seen him for a long time.

He slowly approached and merged into the darkness.

"We will send you out."

"As long as darkness exists, hope will always exist."

"And you are our hope."

Being in this deep darkness, Mo Ling felt an unprecedented sense of security.

At the same time, a strong desire to fight surged in his heart.

Mo Ling looked at the flame will that was rushing towards him again. The flames in the sky turned into a rotating windmill, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a terrifying giant, raising his arm and about to shoot at the darkness.

But how could the darkness surrender? The edge suddenly stabbed out, and a sharp lance was born, stabbing at the giant's palm.

The flames were all over the sky, and the darkness was only a small ball, but it killed the undefeatable enemy without hesitation.

The black lance, with strong anger and a will to fear no life and death, collided with the giant's palm.

A small black dot appeared on the back of the giant's hand, and then suddenly drilled out.

The spear actually pierced a hole in the giant's palm!

The tip of the spear cut a crack, and the crack was extremely black. It was an area that the fire could not reach, and it was also the homeland that the dark race most yearned for.

The spear danced again, and the hole was cut into a cross again.

Finally, he thrust the spear into the center of the cross, forming a "three-dimensional coordinate system"...

"It's time for you to go."

The fellow in the darkness said goodbye to Mo Ling gently, and then pushed hard, and Mo Ling fell into the coordinate system.

And the condensed darkness was instantly swallowed by the flames, turning into a bright flame.

Mo Ling's heart suddenly stagnated, as if he had lost something important.

But he had no time to stare at the disappearing darkness. At this moment, he was falling along the coordinate system and falling into the crack that his fellow tribesmen had torn open with all their strength.

The three-dimensional coordinate system continued to extend, and the crack became larger and larger. The axis of time and space pierced the flames, pierced the future and the past, and pierced the endless distance, but the spear was always there, anchoring the balance of the coordinate axis.

"Time, space, everything is changing, and this world is always so messy... But if there is a third axis, this stable axis can tie time and space together."

Something seemed to be rotating in the deep black spear.

Mo Ling curiously moved closer, wanting to see what the spear was, but heard some strange sounds coming from the spear.

It seems like two people are discussing the composition of the coordinate system...

"What should be used to make the third axis so that the coordinate system can be stable?"

"Use life?"

"No, life is changing, and the coordinate system will be scattered."

"Then use matter?"

"Matter is cyclical and is also in space and time. It will be affected by space and time. This third axis must be independent, constant, and never change..."

"Where can such a thing exist in this world? It does not belong to time and space, and it must be extremely stable... Could it be love?"

"Love? Hahaha, you are the best at making me happy."