Lord of All People: Am I the only one in the Fallen Empire? - Chapter 508

c508 None of them exists

Gao Yuan… doesn’t exist?

As if realizing something, Gao Qiang turned around suddenly and saw the kind smile of Grandma Zuzhu.

“Sorry, child.”

“If possible, Grandma will do her best to create a world where children can live without worries.”

“But Grandma can’t do it.”

After saying this, Grandma Zuzhu’s figure also disappeared like Gao Yuan.

Similarly, an “Infinite Echo” fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Xingqi seemed to be relieved.

“Forget it, failure is failure.”

After being completely relieved, Xingqi did not hesitate to reveal Gao Qiang’s biggest shortcoming.

“Every lord who came here has experienced the baptism of blood and fire.”

“But you are different.”

“You are like the most fragile flower in the greenhouse. You must be under our care to get here now.”

“But even so, I am willing to respect your next choice.”

Xingqi seemed to want to say something else.

But it was too late.

The cause and effect between him and Gao Qiang only stayed at the moment.

Clang, another “Infinite Echo” fell to the ground.

Gao Qiang finally turned his eyes to Qin Sui and Disaster.

As expected, the two just waved goodbye to Gao Qiang, and finally turned into “Infinite Echo” and fell to the ground.

Everyone, don’t they actually exist?

Just when Gao Qiang was gradually confused.

A cold hand was placed on his shoulder.

Gao Qiang turned his head and looked at his shoulder. It turned out to be Yi Meng.

“It doesn’t matter, it’s just time, it just happens that I have never eaten the concept of time.” Yi Meng comforted.

“When we take down this temple, we will find your so-called people.”

“When the time comes, stew two pots of Time Lord, one steamed and one spicy.”

Yi Meng’s words sounded frivolous, as if she didn’t take the Time Lord seriously.

But Gao Qiang could see from Yi Meng’s expression that she was not as relaxed as her tone.

Yi Meng’s forehead was already dripping with cold sweat.

This is exactly the same as when she faced chaos.

But time is obviously much more terrifying than chaos.

Is Yimeng really willing to accompany him into the Temple of Time?

Is it voluntary, or is it forced by the power of miracles?

Gao Qiang subconsciously wanted to check Yimeng’s loyalty to him, but failed.

Only then did he realize that he had left the war game.

In the real world, loyalty cannot be measured in specific numbers.

“I can let you go.” Gao Qiang suddenly said.

“As long as you are no longer placed on my path, you should be able to regain your freedom.”

That’s right, it’s not just Gao Yuan and others.

After learning the truth about the infinite battlefield, Gao Qiang himself didn’t believe that he could win.

Entering the Temple of Time almost laid the foundation for his failure.

In this case, he didn’t need to force others to die with him.

Perhaps this was Gao Qiang’s last kindness before his death.

However, what Gao Qiang didn’t expect was that Yimeng sneered and rejected the proposal without any hesitation.

She raised the other hand that was not on Gao Qiang’s shoulder and gently raised a finger.

Stars moved around at the fingertips.

“Don’t think I don’t know what you are thinking, but I can tell you clearly that time is nothing in my eyes!”

“I am not afraid of them at all.”

“So I don’t need your pity, and I won’t leave here.”

“I am determined to enter this Temple of Time!”

The firm words seemed to bring some confidence to Gao Qiang.

At the same time, Gao Qiang felt warm in his heart.

He couldn’t see the loyalty of Yi Meng now, but to be honest, are some numbers really important?

Even in the original territory, it doesn’t mean that every citizen maintained absolute loyalty to Gao Qiang.

A gentleman judges by deeds, not by heart.

Since Yi Meng is willing to accompany Gao Qiang into the Temple of Time, Gao Qiang naturally won’t doubt the motives of her behavior.

Even if the scene of the stars on the fingertips just now was just a bluff created by Yi Meng using the means of weaving dreams.

“By the way, why are your hands shaking?”

Gao Qiang glanced at Yi Meng’s arm on his shoulder.

“Am I shaking?”

Yi Meng decisively retracted his arm and put it behind his back, his eyes constantly wandering around.

“Hahaha, maybe you saw it wrong?”

Stare——

Gao Qiang stared at Yi Meng’s face for two seconds, and only retracted his gaze when Yi Meng became a little nervous.

No more jokes with Yi Meng.

Gao Qiang once again focused all his attention on the huge door of the temple in front of him.

At this moment, even the Meridian disappeared because of time.

Even if he wanted to leave, he couldn’t leave.

“Forget it, let’s die!”

Gao Qiang gritted his teeth, picked up the “Infinite Echo” dropped by Gao Yuan and others, and walked into the door with a fearless attitude.

“Hey!”

Yi Meng’s voice came from behind Gao Qiang.

Then Gao Qiang felt his feet fall, and after crossing the door, he fell directly downwards.

Yi Meng withdrew his hand awkwardly.

“I was just about to remind you that there is no way behind the door.”

But Gao Qiang didn’t come up for a long time.

Yimeng also gritted his teeth and broke into the door.

“Ahhhhh!!!!”

This is different from the war game.

During the war game, Gao Qiang knew that he would eventually land in the territory.

But he didn’t understand what was happening in this Temple of Time.

Gao Qiang didn’t know how long he screamed before the endless feeling of falling finally stopped.

He opened his eyes carefully.

“Am I still alive?”

At this moment, he was stepping on a road paved with several floating stone slabs.

Gao Qiang breathed a sigh of relief.

He almost thought that he would be killed in this temple without the Lord of Time appearing.

At this time, Yi Meng’s unpleasant voice came from Gao Qiang’s ears.

“Can’t you wait for me?”

Gao Qiang tilted his head to look.

Yi Meng stood angrily on his left hand side, and his anger even covered his fear. With a wave of his hand, countless stone steps rose out of thin air.

The ability to weave dreams is really useful.

Gao Qiang didn’t know how many times he had sighed like this.

He could actually use dreams to change the environment in the Temple of Time.

Yimeng is simply an all-rounder, fully worthy of the title of a mythical race.

“But where should we go now?”

Gao Qiang looked at the endless void around him.

Since he and Yimeng fell because of stepping on the air, the door of the temple has disappeared.

At this moment, there is nothing around, and without any reference, it is even impossible to distinguish between east, west, south and north.

However, just when Gao Qiang had this doubt.

In the Temple of Time, countless pictures pointing to the past and the future appeared from nowhere.

Then, like a stream, they surrounded the two sides of the stone slab created by Yimeng.

From these pictures, Gao Qiang saw the “infinite echoes” piled up as high as a mountain.