Unease enveloped the humanoid figure at this moment.
He could not comprehend the reason Song Lan was asking, because according to the absolutely rational calculation of RT1, after adapting to the chaos of temporal turbulence, Song Lan was already in a dire situation.
The strike that had bisected him just now was the final cadence, the longer the battle continued, the more obvious the disparity between the two sides would become, until it ended in a totally one-sided manner, marking the start of a new era.
However, the tone and expression of Song Lan did not seem like those of a man in despair.
Right,
Puzzle.
Regarding Song Lan's abilities, there remained the fourth puzzle, which was the final battle that had been buried by history and obliterated the entire upper world.
In that battle, the gap between the two sides seemed even more pronounced than at the moment.
"It's a matter of probability."
