Under the Executor's gaze, Lan Mu flew slowly. After flying for a dozen seconds, he was still far away from the Executor. Even he felt awkward.
"This guy, he directly reduced the speed of light!"
"He can change the information of the omnipotent universe."
Lan Mu could actually do a small part of this ability as well.
After obtaining Information True Vision, Lan Mu could use quantum observation and other algorithms to change the laws of nature and physical constants of the universe however he wanted.
When the speed of light decreased, everything slowed down, including the speed of thought.
However, Lan Mu wasn't affected because his body included Victor and his own infinite quantum body. Even if the speed of light decreased, his thoughts wouldn't slow down.
However, it was clear that this was different from the Executor's ability.
Lan Mu could only change individual universes, but the Executor could change the laws of all universes.
"But why didn't he directly change the information of my body? For example, he could have just removed my ability to fly … "
Lan Mu felt that he had vaguely touched upon a fact that the Executor was hiding, but he just couldn't figure it out.
Right now, he was very nervous. Most of his attention was focused on resisting the erasure. He couldn't afford to make any mistakes.
Constantly using the Origin Source Algorithm without stopping was very tiring. It wasn't a physical tiring, but a mental one.
Unless Lan Mu had infinite thought, he would indeed be able to hold on for a dozen days like the Executor had said. He would most likely be killed because of his carelessness.
"He probably has infinite thought, which is why he's attacking me infinitely like a machine. If only I had infinite thought, I could resist it infinitely … Too bad I can't copy his ability."
Lan Mu hadn't been able to copy a single ability of the Executor. He had long since given up on the idea.
He realized that getting Bastet's ability wasn't very useful. But then again, if it was useful, why didn't the Executor use any of his abilities when he first met Bastet? Otherwise, he would have copied one or two abilities.
"What exactly is he hiding?"
Lan Mu had a feeling that other than erasure, the Executor would rather change the omnipotent universe than directly tamper with him. This was very suspicious!
Seeing that light speed was useless, Lan Mu teleported right in front of the Executor.
A punch imbued with limitless divine power, coupled with the Ruyi Jingu Bang's shattering characteristic, was not enough to injure the Executor, but the Executor would at least react!
However, the Executor didn't react in any way. His eyes didn't even flicker. He simply disappeared and dodged the attack.
"He ran away!"
Lan Mu was astonished. This was truly out of his expectations.
Even Bastet would be able to counter this attack. He would use his unlimited energy and information manipulation to minimize the damage. At worst, he would just have to take it head-on. After all, this punch couldn't even kill Bast. How could it possibly hurt the Executor?
However, the Executor simply left.
Of course, he left very calmly. Lan Mu knew that he wasn't running away. He just didn't want to get punched by Lan Mu.
"But why didn't you counterattack? He could have erased the strength of my fist, or deleted my Shattering. In short, he could have done anything … Why wouldn't he do it? "
Lan Mu couldn't figure it out. However, the erasure continued. The Executor had already disappeared, but the attacks on the information did not stop.
"I can't see any information about him. How am I supposed to chase him?"
Lan Mu tried his best to search for the Executor. He couldn't just do nothing. As long as the Executor hid and erased him from a distance, he would be invincible.
"Huh?"
Just as Lan Mu was thinking hard about how to find the Executor, the Executor returned.
He was still standing in the air above the Abyss Ruins, holding a pure black box in his hands. He looked exactly like Ordonis, with the long curly hair of a Greek. He slowly drifted in the starry sky.
"You left just now just to avoid my attack, right? Don't you find it troublesome? "Lan Mu couldn't figure it out.
The Executor only looked at Lan Mu. His eyes were as calm as an ancient well. Even Lan Mu couldn't tell what he was thinking.
Lan Mu floated not far away. He didn't attack. He knew it was meaningless.
To be honest, the Executor was already thankful that he didn't attack. To Lan Mu, simply erasing him without using any other methods was actually a good thing.
"Is it … Erasing me is meaningless? After I die, I'll immediately revive in the sarcophagus … Your erasure is just a pretense. You have other ways to deal with me in secret? "Lan Mu asked.
The Executor replied indifferently, "I've already deleted the sarcophagus."
"…"
Lan Mu opened the portal and used his spiritual power to scan the Earth. As expected, the sarcophagus was gone.
This meant that he could no longer revive endlessly. If he died, he would really be dead.
"When?"
The Executor said, "After I put away the Abyss Ruins."
Lan Mu's eyes lit up. "After you put away the Abyss Ruins, you erased my sarcophagus … After that … you killed the Main God? Is that right? "
The Executor said, "Yes …"
He was too honest. How could he be so honest?
Lan Mu was extremely shocked. They were enemies. They were fighting to the death while answering every question?
However, after thinking about it, it didn't matter. The Executor's answers were all questions that Lan Mu already knew the answers to. The things that Lan Mu couldn't figure out … he wouldn't say … In short, he was very calm.
In other words, he was calm and indifferent.
He didn't have to hide what he should say. After all, Lan Mu would quickly confirm it. There was nothing to hide. What he shouldn't say, he was as calm as an ancient well. There wasn't a single flaw.
The Executor had an indescribable aura. Lan Mu couldn't express this feeling. He only knew that he was different from everyone he had met before.
"What else did you do?" Lan Mu asked.
He finally understood. The Executor had only used one move to kill him. Apart from that, everything else he targeted were external objects.
For example, the sarcophagus, the Main God, and the Abyss Ruins.
This guy had basically blocked off all of Lan Mu's paths. If he guessed correctly … the Fantasy Right Hand was probably …
The Executor said, "I took away the Fantasy Right Hand, as well as the Fantasy figurine in your ring."
As expected! He didn't let go of those two items.
Lan Mu was in a terrible fix. Although it seemed like the Executor hadn't done anything, in reality, he had done a lot!
The Executor knew him too well, so much so that he had cut off all of his paths to becoming stronger!
Apart from the Life Sphere being untouchable, Lan Mu really didn't have anything left to turn the tables. Now that the Executor was continuously killing him … he was just waiting for death!
This still doesn't explain it. Why didn't he continue to use other methods to deal with me? Wouldn't it be better to constantly tamper with my information and make me lose track of everything? That would make it harder for me to resist the Executor's Executor, and I would probably die even faster. Why didn't he do that?
Lan Mu began to think of other ways to become stronger. Other than waiting for a new transformation, there was nothing else!
"Wait … what else did you do?"
Suddenly, Lan Mu's heart trembled. He realized that there was still another way. He didn't know if the Executor had thought of this method, but if he did … he was afraid …
The Executor said indifferently, "I erased the Blood of Time's time buoy, and banned the use of time travel."
"Ah!"
As Lan Mu thought of this, he had already checked his body. He was shocked to find that the Blood of Time had lost its effect.
The so-called time buoy, from its literal meaning, referred to the landing point that Lan Mu had recorded.
And in the Blood of Time, the landing point was where Lan Mu had been before … the 1860 Life Sphere timeline!
It had been erased! Furthermore, the rules of time travel had been disabled, so the Blood of Time was useless.
Time travel had all sorts of rules, and this rule had been disabled, just like the ability to travel through dimensions.
That was information on the level of the Pan-Timeline Omnipotent Universe, and it had been changed just like that!
Unless Lan Mu could transform into something that could cross timelines, or he could change the laws of the Pan-Timeline Omnipotent Universe, he wouldn't be able to cross timelines.
"Bastard!"
Lan Mu felt terrible, very terrible.
Even if the sarcophagus, abyss ruins, and fantasy figurines in this timeline had been erased, the other timelines still existed. As long as Lan Mu could travel through time, he would have a chance to get those things.
That was why the Executor had only erased the information here, but it was useless. He had to cut off Lan Mu's chances of traveling through time!
The Executor had clearly seen through everything. Without batting an eyelid, he had already left Lan Mu with no other way out.
Unlimited rebirth, obtaining the Lord God's ability, using fantasy figurines to replicate … these were all lies.
The moment Lan Mu obtained Bastet's ability, the Executor had made his move. His suppression of Lan Mu … was silent!
This wasn't the worst part. What really made Lan Mu feel terrible was …
Odonis was dead.
It was none other than Odonis, who had helped him in the beginning.
When the timeline records were erased, the time halt no longer existed in 1860. The time that passed after that was not proportional to Lan Mu's time.
Even if only one second had passed in Lan Mu's time, the timeline would have reached its end … there was no point in comparing the time between the two. There would be a direct result.
Was there a need to say what the result would be? Even Lan Mu didn't have it. After the end of time, the end of the dimension … there was no need to talk about Odonis. A few decades later, he would definitely die as he was fated to.
Just like in 'history,' Odonis settled everything the day before his death. Then, at the last moment of his life, he finally lost his composure. He displayed a frustration, sadness, and unwillingness that Themis didn't understand.
Back when Lan Mu had read Qu Bo's memories, he had also wondered why 01 was so sad and unwilling before his death.
Now that he thought about it, it might not be because of anything else … but because Odonis had waited his whole life for Lan Mu to return.
Only until his death did he unwillingly admit a fact … he thought Lan Mu was already dead …
Lan Mu looked at the expressionless Executor. He looked exactly like Odonis.
The Executor in front of him was the Executor that had been created after Odonis' death.
"Odonis is already dead?" Although he had expected it, Lan Mu still wanted to ask.
"Every memory of Audonnies will become my memory. There are countless Contractor Odonis, but there is only one Executor Odonis, "the Executor said.
"You know who I'm asking!" Lan Mu said.
Perhaps countless Odonis had died, but to Lan Mu, there was only one that was meaningful.
Even countless copies of himself were nothing to Lan Mu. If there was a need, he could even kill himself in other timelines without hesitation.
The only Lan Mu that was meaningful was himself. Odonis was the only one who was truly meaningful!
"He is indeed dead. It's not anyone else, but the one who knows you … I have all of his memories. His lifespan is 108 years old, just like all the other Odonis … "the Executor said honestly.
It would be a lie to say that he did not have any emotional fluctuations.
Even though Lan Mu was an Unified Body, he could not help but feel uncomfortable.
He had broken his promise. Even if he won and revived Odonis, it would be meaningless.
The dead were dead, and the revived were revived. The Odonis he knew was created because of him. If he revived another Odonis, he would just be using the information to deceive him.
Even if there was no difference in the information, it was exactly the same …
It would no longer be the same Odonis that had waited for him for tens of years and died unwillingly.
Lan Mu was dazed once again. Because of Adonis, Lan Mu had lost his focus for a moment. He had almost been killed.
Luckily, he had not been sad for anyone for too long. When he was sad, he forgot how to be sad …
"I'm sorry, Odonis. I don't even know how to cry … "
"But I will win!"
Lan Mu stared at the man expressionlessly, just like the Executor.
He said, "Are you interested in playing chess with me?"
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