My Ability Is Role-playing

Chapter 727: Chapter 721: "Welcome to New Game Plus!

Mo Xing faced Ye Fengqing with a stance as if confronting a formidable enemy.

In His perception, this "Lord of the Red Lotus" was entirely different from Ma Ran, not merely a simple thought incarnation.

The sheer momentum, if not actively suppressed, could likely crush the body He was using now, just through the Momentum Field alone.

He completely couldn’t understand, what made Ye Fengqing so powerful to such an extent!

Seeing Mo Xing’s reaction, Ma Ran smiled slightly, "Don’t resist, don’t oppose; we are allies with aligned goals, and His Majesty Ye Fengqing will not harm you easily."

Mo Xing was clueless about where Ye Fengqing’s power originated, but Ma Ran knew it all too well.

In the medal library of the "play" ability, any pure gold medal holds energy comparable to the Supreme Ruler.

At this moment, Ye Fengqing bore the power of both the "Prophet" and "Sword Master" pure gold medals.

This was the source of the oppressive feeling Mo Xing sensed.

"..."

Mo Xing pondered for a moment, nodding slightly, "Understood, I won’t resist."

Firstly, He didn’t sense a shred of malice from Ma Ran and Ye Fengqing.

Mo Xing was confident, even if the two formidable figures before Him were peerless actors, reaching the pinnacle, they could not deceive His perception.

Ye Fengqing gave Him a feeling of one in a state without any emotional leakage, perfectly containing His own will without needing to speak more.

Ma Ran’s response, however, was very strange.

In Mo Xing’s perception, after the "Prophet" saw Him, the feeling was...

Recognition, delight, joy.

This definitely was not the reaction to seeing an enemy, more like seeing an ally bringing good news.

Perhaps, Ma Ran was genuinely delighted by His safe return?

At that thought, Mo Xing suddenly felt a sense of guilt and an emotion of remorse.

Comrade Ma Ran has whole-heartedly believed in Him, yet He was filled with hostility, continuously doubting the other’s ulterior motives, this...

"Phew..."

Mo Xing shook His head, collected His thoughts, and returned to His previous line of thinking, "Then, may Her Highness Honglian make a move!"

"I am ready!"

Judging from the other’s displayed level of power, if Ye Fengqing wished, a mere thought could completely explode this body, there was no need for such flamboyant methods.

Even if He wanted to resist, He didn’t have the capability.

"Very good."

In the crimson eyes of Ye Fengqing, a fierce brilliance was refracted.

"These are memory fragments belonging to you, and now they should return to their rightful owner."

Ye Fengqing lifted His left hand nonchalantly and waved it lightly downward.

Swish!

A long halberd pierced through space, abruptly arriving!

Just as the words fell, a blood lotus blossomed before Mo Xing’s eyes.

In an instant as swift as lightning!

With a soft "whoosh," a weapon, similar to the "Myriad Laws Halberd" yet slightly different, directly penetrated His body.

Strangely enough...

Mo Xing did not sense a bit of malice from the other, nor was there any intent to kill even on the long halberd.

When the long halberd pierced His body, Mo Xing felt not a hint of pain; instead, He felt at ease, enveloped by the Power of Time, as if returning to the womb, safe and comfortable, with no need for scheming, no need for fighting, and no need to face any risks or challenges.

Mo Xing seemed to embark on a journey through time, with countless fragmented memories emerging in His mind.

Those were memories of the "past"!

Crisis, desperate situations, the resurgence of the end...

The "Pseudo-True Demon" herald of kings descended, and the great annihilation of Cosmos was imminent...

He, teamed up with "Sword Master," "Demon Child," "Profound Immortal," "Lord of the Red Lotus," "Battlefield Valkyrie," "Talent" and other like-minded comrades, set up a grand scheme...

In the Final Battle, due to the X factors of the Outer Universe and Alternate Plane, the situation reversed.

The "Battlefield Valkyrie" and "Talent" fought to their deaths to seize the original power of "Supreme of Destiny" Zhu Ding and "Supreme of Fusion" Qing Dai, and at the final moment, they dragged numerous formidable enemies from the Endless Plane, sacrificing and offering themselves.

Finally, with His coordination, they successfully restarted the timeline!

Mo Xing abruptly opened His eyes, a gleam of light flashed in His gaze.

Snap!

The weapon resembling the Myriad Laws Halberd instantly shattered, disappearing into the dark space!

"These were the memories I sealed..."

Mo Xing instinctively reached out His hand, touched the wound on His chest, and with the flow of the Power of Time, the wound healed instantly.

The divine light in His eyes existed only briefly before vanishing without a trace, appearing dazed, and He muttered to Himself, "So..."

"Now, it’s actually the second cycle?"

"Through everyone’s efforts, this Cosmos has already been restarted once."

"No wonder!"

Mo Xing realized, appearing enlightened, "No wonder when I observed the past and the future, I always referred to Su Qiangwei and you respectively as ’Battlefield Valkyrie’ and ’Talent,’ instead of ’Martial God’ and ’Prophet.’"

"No wonder when I looked beyond the bounds of this universe, at All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds, and Endless Plane, I always felt a strong sense of disharmony."

"This sense of separation originates from the restart of this universe’s timeline!"

At this point, Mo Xing had retrieved the past memories, sorted out His thoughts, and understood all the crux.

His gaze was clear, His heart was bright, with no confusion left.

Mo Xing quickly approached Ma Ran, opened His arms, and gave a warm embrace, "Comrade, you’ve worked hard during this time!"

Ma Ran pursed His lips, responding expressionlessly, "Speaking of ’hard work,’ you and ’Demon Child’ as undercover agents didn’t have it easy either."

Mo Xing smiled but said nothing.

After reading the past memories, He knew He was undercover in the "Divine Court," and Demon Child undercover in the "Endless Plane."

The messages between them were not communicated, nor was it necessary to maintain constant contact.

Everyone knew of each other’s existence, striving towards the same direction, and that was enough.

Having gained eternal life, Mo Xing, unlike Zhu Ding who was indifferent to destiny, placed great importance on it.

Through effort, He painstakingly reached this point, willing to pay any price to protect His labor’s results!

But this was difficult.

Just like the Grass Head King founding a kingdom and the Emperor ruling it, the former was hard, but the latter even harder.

He could forsake everything else for immortality.

Yet His ultimate goal, compared to other comrades, appeared small-minded, mean, and selfish.

"Sword Master," "Demon Child," "Profound Immortal," "Lord of the Red Lotus," "Battlefield Valkyrie," "Talent" — they, aimed to let all life in the Cosmos achieve eternal life, unending and immortal, gaining everlasting happiness and joy!

Compared to these companions with shared ideals, how much bond was there between those "Supreme Rulers" in the Divine Court?

An inexplicable sense of superiority surged in His heart, making Mo Xing feel enlightened and refreshed.

Sensing Ma Ran’s discomfort, Mo Xing chuckled softly, released His embrace, appearing carefree, and spoke closely, "Talent, even though you’ve self-sacrificed, annihilating all your origins, and started anew, in terms of these details, you’re still the same as before, unchanged at all..."

"This level of obsession with cleanliness has reached the terminal stage of a disorder."

"Don’t give up on treatment, put in a bit more effort to save it!"