"What should I do next? Let me digest some memories first..."

"Can't you extract Eddie's memory? Let's listen together first?"

Roger didn't hesitate much.

He pinched the echo beads in the hall.

Eddie's memories are very complicated.

Fortunately, Roger's current perception.

It is not difficult to listen to several echo beads at the same time.

Very soon.

He selected the most important paragraphs from them!

...

“Isn’t Mistera’s reincarnation a foregone conclusion?

If she wasn't that arrogant.

At least it can take thousands of years to relax?

It seems that the disillusionment of the Tenth Planet did not teach her a lesson.

Maybe this is love making people dizzy?

Fortunately, my master is wise.

I didn't intervene in the affairs of the Ninth Planet at the beginning.

Otherwise, my current outcome should be much different from that of Mistera's voters, right?

Praise my Lord.

Masonari.

You are the only true god!”

...

"No!

Why!?

Why me?

I don't go anywhere.

I should be on my planet!

...

That is the abyss of destruction!

That's Mistera!

Once you get off the fourth star track.

I will never go back!

I know.

hehe.

Rotation?

Is there any more perfunctory lie than this?

...

Masonari.

I actually misread you!

After all.

You are no different from other gods.

They are just short-sighted waste!"

...

“It’s really boring here.

There is no god duel.

There is no high-dimensional game.

There is no lead-acid cola or stockings girl.

The only one who was sent here with me was Grant, the waste who only knew how to play with figures!

I suspect he has been invaded by aberrant substances.

He tinkered with his heterosexual contouring all day long.

He was still yelling about the Four Dark Kings.

I drove him out of the palace.

This was what he asked for.

...

But I'm even more lonely.

I witnessed the destruction of the whole three rounds.

The only thing that interested me is that the seeds left by Xuan really took root and sprouted on this planet.

On the contrary, Mistera did not leave much imprint.

Oh.

Although those two martial artists are annoying.

It's really strong.

But their brains are also very old-fashioned.

They could have sought a way of transcendence to go to higher star tracks.

But they resolutely followed Xuan's footsteps and went to the irreversible land.

Should it be courage?

Or ignorant?

...

At least.

I remember their names.

Music style.

Black Tiger.

so.

The secret to becoming a martial artist is to keep two syllables in naming?”

...

"To resist the pervasive distortion substance.

I fell into a long sleep.

But when I woke up, I found two bad news:

...

First.

The last round of destruction seemed to have failed.

There are too many living creatures on the planet Mistera.

This will intensify the invasion of distorted substances!

Damn it.

Why do you refuse to die?

Why are you so stubborn?

Is your lowly lives so important?

...

second.
To be continued...