Chapter 281

"In other words, if a level 5 reality bender is fully devoted to destroying stars, he can also cause the effect of burning galaxies."

"In other words, can we understand level 5 reality benders as Emanators?"

Silver Wolf lay on the railing, bored.

"Yes."

Kafka gave her judgment calmly.

As a member of the "Stellaron Hunters," as a wanted criminal in the galaxy, each of them has the power to destroy a planet alone.

And they have always been performing dramas according to Elio's script, so they are always calm and have a unique temperament and arrogance.

However, after listening to the power division of reality benders level by level, Kafka felt a sense of fatigue for no reason.

"Do we still have to continue fighting with 'Destruction'?"

She wavered for the first time for one of the grand ideals of the "Stellaron Hunters."

Nanook himself, plus the entire "Antimatter Legion," how can they be enemies of the Foundation?

"Aren't we always enemies with 'Destruction,' trying to find a way to welcome the best ending?"

Silver Wolf shook the game console, and it seemed that the news just now did not have any impact on her.

"You're right."

Kafka suddenly nodded slightly.

"I just suddenly felt a bit emotional, whether Nanook is just a slightly larger bug in the eyes of those divinities and supreme divinities."

"Just like in the eyes of Aeons, we are just ants."

……

Clara was shocked.

Level 5 reality bender, already so powerful, has not yet reached the ranks of gods?

"God" looked at the well-behaved girl and continued to tell downward.

"'Divinity,' for ease of understanding, is an ordinary god."

"They are worshipped by a certain theological group or claim to be gods, and show level 6 reality bending ability."

"For example, 'SCP-343', 'God'."

"And existences at a higher level above gods are called 'supreme divinity' by divinity."

"They are the absolute embodiment of multiverse concepts and are unique in the multiverse."

"Except for a very small number of special supreme divinities, no matter how you traverse the multiverse, except for their main body, you can't find any similar existence, and there is no counterpart in parallel universes."

……

"Counterpart? What does that mean?"

In the Goethe Hotel, March 7th asked curiously.

Bai Xuan replied softly:

"In short, for ordinary people, in parallel universes, there are individuals similar to them, their destiny trends are similar, and their faces are similar."

"For example, in a parallel universe, we are still crew members of the train, but this train is no longer the 'Astral Express,' but an ordinary train, driving on the ground, taking passengers to the next station, not 'unknown'."

"Eh, will it be like this? Then what will my counterpart be like?"

The pink-haired girl immediately entered boundless fantasy.

……

As he spoke, Clara and "God" circled into a small alley, and in the middle of the narrow road, there was a Trotter.

"Trotter," in ancient times referred to a kind of container for storing money, similar to a piggy bank. There is only an entrance for money, no exit. When the money is full, it is knocked open to take it. "When full, knock it," hence the name "Trotter."

Scavengers wandering in the ice fields and deep caves know the characteristics of this monster, often collect many small things on their bodies, and have a timid personality, making it difficult to hunt and capture.

That monster with black and white tones as the main color is probably the most timid Fragmentum monster Clara has ever seen. The moment she saw the old and the young, she turned her body and fled to the distance.

"God" did not pity it.

He didn't even look at it, and the Trotter's body exploded in an instant, and like all Fragmentum creatures, the body dissolved in the air.

However, a crisp ringing sound came from the quiet alley.

"Ding-ling—"

Clara was stunned for a moment, and an inexplicable panic emerged in the bottom of her heart. Her small feet alternated quickly, and she ran to the place where the sound came from.

A dirty ribbon decorated with bells lay there.

"Her voice is gentle, and she wears a ribbon with bells..."

Clara recalled the words of the sister trapped in the house; her voice was extremely weak, but these words were like thunder, like the gunpowder that exploded when mining.

In the violent bombardment, the girl as pure as white paper stood still.

She looked at the white-haired old man, hoping to get a negative answer from him, telling her that this was not the relic of that sister.

But the latter remained silent, which was rare, confirming the uneasiness in her heart.

Clara bent down and picked up the ribbon, her movements gentle, but still made the bells tremble.

"Ring~ Ring~"

Like a "goodbye" at parting. ===== CHAPTER 283 =====