“咳咳……”唐三躺在病床上，看着天花板，嘴角挂着一丝嘲讽的笑意。

就在刚才，他刚经历了一场生死离别。 companions around him one by one fell, and he was alone in the end, facing the terrifying opponent in the dream. He used the power of the god pattern to fight to the end, but in the end, he was severely injured and fell into a coma.

He doesn't know how long he has been like this. His mind is like a detour, and he is wandering in the past.

In the past, he was a famous genius, favored by the peerless Empress, but in the end, he was betrayed by his own people, and he was pushed into the绝境. It was not until he met the mysterious old man in the ruins of the gods that he was given the power of the god pattern. He became the number one powerhouse in the world and won the favor of countless goddesses.

But now, everything has been reversed. He who was once invincible is now lying on his deathbed. He looked at the little hands and feet under the quilt, and his eyes were filled with pain.

What happened? How could he be in this situation?