Sylvie finally came out of it.

It was even simpler than for most people. She decisively cut off her memories right from the beginning, sparing herself hundreds of years of transition and buffer memory time compared to others.

Now, with thousands of years of memories, she would not be swayed by those few decades of memories.

Now, the batch of reincarnators from the apocalypse world, Wadon, Sylvie, Angelle, and Ning Guochang, have become true individuals, living the lives they desire.

They followed the Emperor to cultivate martial arts in a small secret realm, rebuilding the modern Martial Arts Era, with various Gold Level powerhouses and Spiritual Mind Masters.

Sylvie snapped back to reality, "Your Majesty, I have another question."

"Speak," Li Qing replied calmly.

"Angelle and the others originally thought that everything in the apocalypse era would fade away with time," Sylvie said. "But they discovered that in the wizarding world, they encountered another Wadon, Li Wanning, Angelle...."

They are not fools.

Hinting and probing, observing the history of the wizarding world, they began to feel a chill of horror—they were traces left by other Earthlings!

The other side even started to share intelligence with them and opened up.

After all, the history of the apocalypse world couldn't be hidden in the wizarding world.

Even Silph, the Elf Saintess on Earth, was shocked: "How is there another Earth, and that Earth has even gone through an apocalypse, and a deity of Earth's Dream Garment in their dying moments created a stage for Earth's history here?"

No matter how you put it, it's terrifying!

Originally, Silph obeyed the command of the Elf Ancient God, traversed to the Multi-Dimensional World, and supported the elf race there, feeling fine with it, going through a series of events, and eventually ascended with the wizarding world.

But as of now?

The Earth she resides in, seemingly an ordinary Earth, had an appearance of such ancient powerful beings?

Earth is not as simple as it seems?

And doubts exploded among people on both sides.

People from the apocalypse world wondered: Are the "selves" on the other Earth really their true bodies?

The true bodies are indeed still alive?

And the reality Earth's people doubted: Is our current Earth also a dream, another bunch of knowing flowers? Constantly mutating, being reincarnated??

This made them shudder!

Even when Sylvie regained her memory, they specifically asked her to consult the ancient Fist, Nokron.

Because in their eyes, this person surely knows.

The wizarding world, your majesty had descended initially, surely knowing that this group of Earth transmigrators were once similar "Dream Garment" flowers of Earth.

Li Qing looked at Sylvie's expectant gaze, somewhat bemused.

The new map's update bug outside the world's living room hadn't been discovered by them, yet they noticed the bug on Earth here.

But it was just a matter of time.

The historical bug needed fixing.

This matter could be big or small, depending on how I spin it.

This matter has a significant impact.

Even if handled properly now, any random setup could later be seen through when they become stronger and notice flaws, destabilizing everything. It would all be just nonsense, just blabber, idle talk...

If it's not handled well, it will collapse immediately, let alone the future!

Li Qing knew the fright within, pondering for a few seconds, then deciding, "Earth's civilization isn't singular, the world is a Multi-Dimensional, with parallel space-times."

"Parallel worlds?"

Sylvie was startled. The parallel world hypothesis had been speculated on by various civilizations. They had already become subspace civilizations, and it was impossible not to have this hypothesis.

In fact, the answer was mismatched, you asked in the east, and I replied in the west.

But it was a sure answer.

Parallel worlds truly exist, and Ning Guochang truly traversed parallel space-time.

No matter how advanced future civilizations become, this answer won't be wrong.

"Then, is the Earth of the wizarding world's transmigrators real?" Sylvie asked directly, without euphemism and continued to inquire to the point.

"Who knows?"

Li Qing did not answer directly, setting down a teacup, calmly said: "I have been dead for a long time, only just returning from the old days, now merely a demigod, recovering my cultivation."

"And Dream Garment, was just a powerful enemy of the past, originating from Earth's civilization... I do not know the authenticity of that parallel world."

Sylvie paused in silence.

Li Qing continued: "Since you have retrieved your memory and become your true self, you should begin your life, whether to rise with this chaotic age or to follow a certain power."

"To inherit the Dream Garment's dream or to live a honest life finding someone who loves you and spend this life."

She had found her memory, becoming truly herself.

Her once parents, now had their lives, she too should have her life.

"I refuse!" Sylvie suddenly became agitated, pleadingly looking at the man before her, "Your Majesty, I once chose to follow you; now I also choose to stay by your side. Don't drive me away, I beg you, I want to be your steward."

"You should realize this is not good for you." Nokron settles his wine glass, quietly looking at her.

Sylvie suddenly saw a cold, lifeless winter landscape in Nokron's eyes.

Sylvie felt a chill over her body.

She then realized that the normally gentle and kind majesty was originally the ancestor of the martial arts world, the true Martial God, who didn't bother with conspiracies and schemes, smashing the stage filled with puppet-like history mannequins with just three punches.

He is the ancient deity crossing eons, the ancient immortal hanging high in the sky.

The voice of His Majesty seemed to have come from a distant world:

"I know what you want. Growth is a desire pursued by every life, but you should understand, following my path isn't an easy shortcut; it's even more thorny and rugged."

"My enemy is lofty, having slain me once. What do you think the result would be if you followed me?"

"In this age, reaching the top and moving with the tide of the times may suit you better."

Nokron's words fell heavily into Sylvie's heart.

It could not be denied; during the days she followed His Majesty, witnessing his greatness and legend, she was filled with infinite admiration and longing, heavy with the halo effect.

But even he had fallen; how terrifying would his adversary be?

Could she really withstand it?

White flag waving, would it just mean sacrifice?

In this era, she's not a top-tier individual, just secondary, in the second tier alongside Minis, the Emperor, and others.

There were many people like her in the second tier.

Sylph, Tukashi, Ning Guochang... who among them wasn't a prodigy of the age? Who hadn't once ruled an era?

Yet the ultimate result, who can break free from the confines of time?

Countless rulers who dominated an era, ruling for a century, have perished throughout history. Recently, there was the Emperor Tiansheng, let alone the more distant Elises, even monsters like Herodotus and Atabia.

Even these two entities comparable to the Emperor fell, what could she do?

The more Sylvie thought, the more fearful she became. Following the majesty could lead to nine out of ten deaths; rising in this era, her prospects were essentially bright.

In this world, there are many second-rate individuals like her.

Sylvie gritted her teeth, suddenly knelt down and said: "Your Majesty, I insist on following you, do not send me away, please, I want to be your steward."

"You should know this path isn't safe for you." Nokron sat down his wine glass, quietly watching her.

Sylvie suddenly saw in Nokron's eyes the cold stillness of a winter's lake.

Sylvie shivered all over.

Only then did she realize that the usually gentle and kind majesty was actually the founder of the martial arts world, the true Martial God. Once, without regard for manipulations and conspiracies, he shattered the stage brimming with puppet historical figures with three punches.

Not knowing how many ancient deities, spanning millions of eras, stood high above the sky.

His words were chilling yet clear.

The shock enveloped her.

She realized the terrifying truth that by joining the chaos, living with the era, her future held potential.

This world is not as simple as it looks?

Indeed, her actions were abundant with impulsivity—so many in the second tier like her exist.

Despite everything, she made a decision and knelt abruptly, speaking softly, "Your Majesty, if following you means choosing a path to death, then I accept it. I don't care if you don't show mercy towards me."

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