Chapter 1445 (1/2)

Chapter 1445: Ending 2: Supreme Self_5

Noland Lee had thought this was a trap to capture him upon the planet.

But when he saw the last line of the message, Noland Lee was utterly stunned.

“We now know we’re in a cycle of reincarnation, and you are the key to it.”

Noland Lee rubbed his eyes, making sure he wasn’t seeing things.

“Reincarnation…

“Kill the Angel, Command, and Senati, they know they are in a cycle of reincarnation? How do they know?”

Noland Lee was greatly surprised, but then another thought struck him, he realized quickly.

He was still in an illusion!

He wasn’t in reality now!

So!

The “Command,” “Assassin Angel,” and “Senati” who knew they were in a cycle of reincarnation were all creations of the illusion!

The illusion, to guide him to do certain things, would naturally try every means to gain his trust, just like now.

Noland Lee took a deep breath and came to his senses.

Now, looking at the message on the game interface, his heart was not shocked, not puzzled, but full of caution!

“I really want to see what you bunch of illusions want me to do this time…”

Noland Lee reached into his Magic Pouch and scattered the soil he brought from the “reality” planetosphere of the players in front of him.

The Magic Array Blueprint quickly outlined, the floating soil in space combined from a dispersed state into a Teleportation Gate emitting a pale gray glow.

Noland Lee stepped through it and reached the players’ “reality” planetosphere via this gate.

This Teleportation Gate, summoned by magic, targeted an array previously left on the planet.

When Noland Lee emerged from the array, he was met face to face with Command’s milky white incarnation and followed it in orbiting the planetosphere, eventually landing on an extremely secluded island.

Is this shadow shrouded in pale gray haze truly the main body of Senati? The elements mimicked by the illusion are quite comprehensive, aren’t they?

Noland Lee’s expression was unreadable, and his gaze swept unreservedly over the figure half-reclining on a pearl shell beach chair.

Seeing Noland Lee’s arrival, the shadow slightly shifted in position, from half-reclining to lazily leaning on the chair.

It spoke in a tone that was confident but slightly pretentious,

“I’m Senati. Through some means, I’ve recorded what happened in the last cycle. I know what you did, what I did, what Assassin Angel did. Just before your arrival, Assassin Angel had just learnt about the two cycles through the ‘Echo Chip’ I provided. It’s now preparing for a reset within the Inner Cosmos.”

“Oh, and then what?”

The attitude of Noland Lee was uncharacteristically cold, as if the person before him wasn’t a widely-known angel, but a fake.

He had figured it out.