corpse file

Just when I was fighting with the old gods in full swing, in the darkness where the light could not shine, a boy who looked like a teenager was facing the battlefield and watching with relish.

He still had a childlike look on his face, and he looked like a child.

But his eyes were so deep that he couldn't see to the bottom.

It's like it has experienced endless vicissitudes and contains countless wisdom.

The face of a young child and a pair of old and vicissitudes of eyes make people look extremely inconsistent and inappropriate.

Behind him, an illusory shadow whispered: "He will die here."

The prophet smiled and said, "Maybe!"

The illusory shadow added: "If he dies, God and the great Cthulhu will have more than ten years."

"With this time, I don't know what the future will be like."

The prophet added: "Perhaps!"

The illusory shadow said angrily: "Didn't you give him some instructions?"

The prophet turned back and glanced at the shadow: "I gave him three tips. But his temper was too arrogant and he believed that fate was uncontrollable. Except for opening it once during the battle in the Holy City, the remaining two were never used again. It hasn’t been opened yet.”

"He even wants to use these two tips as trading goods to the World Corruptor."

"It's just that the World Corruptor rejected it. Because my tips will only be useful to certain people."

The empty shadow said in surprise: "Is he crazy?"

"You are the planner of destiny, and you can clearly see the future destiny of everyone and every god. Your tips can help you avoid disasters, and you can also find ways to deal with disasters."

"Why doesn't he open it and take a look?"

The prophet said calmly: "This is the difference between you and him."

"If you were surrounded by the core and he stood behind me, he would definitely try his best to save you. Or force me to save you."

The empty shadow laughed: "I am a scientific researcher."

"There is only technology in my life. Not to mention that he has not become Pangu yet. Even if he really is Pangu, it is just a good research material for me."

The prophet said: "I am also your research material, right?"

The Xuxu shadow said sternly: "That's right! I'm going to rebuild a chaotic universe model to study your speculations and predictions about the future."

"It's just that according to my theory, the chaotic universe model can only predict the general trend of the future. If you want to accurately predict a certain person, it requires massive calculations."

"Although you are making a soul-type statement, the energy contained in your body obviously cannot perform such calculations."

"So I'm curious, how do you predict the future or even plan other people's futures?"

The prophet smiled and said: "I don't know either. There are some things that science cannot explain."

The Xuxu shadow said seriously: "No! Science can explain everything!"

The prophet was obviously unwilling to argue with him and said, "If you say you can explain everything, then you can explain everything."

The frail figure was like a punch on cotton, soft and unbearable.He said unwillingly: "If He Changchang dies, wouldn't the three tips the prophet gave him become a joke?"

The prophet said: "He who will never die will never die."

The empty shadow shouted: "He will die!"

"Three S-level powerhouses! Seven A-level peaks and even pseudo-god level! Even if He Yongheng has gone through the road of questioning one's heart, he can't stop him!"

"What's more, he's only a peak A-level guy now!"

"He must die!"

The prophet still said calmly: "He Yongheng will not die."

The empty shadow said angrily: "He will definitely die! I have calculated it..."

"He Yongheng will never die."

"He's going to die!"

"He Yongheng will never die."

"He's going to die!"

Two people, one looks like a child, but is definitely an old antique who has lived for who knows how many years.

Although the other one's face couldn't be seen clearly, he was obviously an adult.

But the two guys were arguing like children.After a while, the empty shadow said: "Let's make a bet!"

"If He Yongheng dies here, you have to compensate me."

"If he is not dead, my laboratory will do one thing for you. Including the chaotic universe model I just completed."

The prophet smiled and said: "You want to bet with the planner of destiny?"

Who doesn’t know that what a prophet is best at is predicting the future?
Even the old gods had to admire this.

But the empty shadow said disdainfully: "Destiny planner? You are just fooling some ordinary god-level people. Which one of the strong people who have truly reached the extreme believes in fate?"

"God? The great Cthulhu? Or the former ancestor of ghosts, Hua Biaogui?"

"Would you like to say goodbye? Even the simple-minded guy Chaos doesn't believe in fate. Do you expect me, a person who is dedicated to scientific research, to believe that?"

"Just asking you, do you want to bet or not?"

The prophet smiled and said, "Bet!"

"If He Yongheng is not dead, I don't want to see your chaotic universe model. I just want you to save him once if you have a chance in the future!"

The empty shadow said loudly: "Na! Na!"

"It's been revealed!"

"I knew you wanted to help Pangu!"

"But no problem, let's make a bet! If he dies, the bet doesn't have to be fulfilled, and you have to give me an original tip bag."

"I don't want those messy tips, I want the original tips!"

The prophet said curiously: "Didn't you always want to be on the list of gods?"

The Xuxu shadow said angrily: "Don't mention the Conferred Gods List to me! That idiot Dongyi! What use can the Conferred Gods List be in his hands? If he is willing to dedicate it to me, my chaotic universe model will definitely be more perfect!"

"The idiot! The idiot! The idiot!"

"And Zhang Sanfen, he is a complete pervert! He is just an ordinary person, how can he be so strong?"

The prophet smiled slightly and said, "Ordinary people?"

"After Pangu created the world, who among us is not an ordinary person? It's just that we live in the best of times, so our souls are strong, and we can even escape countless disasters in the world."

"What's more, what era doesn't have a few trendsetters?"

"Wei Wuguo, Zhang Sanfen, Chu Wu..."

"Aren't they all ordinary people?"

"Mo Ren, the bet is done, let's just stand here and enjoy a great show!"

As soon as he finished speaking, another soul wave suddenly came from beside him: "Senior Prophet, the Holy Father also wants to watch this show. I wonder if I can watch it with you?"

The prophet looked back, then smiled and nodded: "Adam, you will die here."

Adam's expression remained unchanged: "The planner of fate said I would die here, so I will definitely die here."

"But before that, the Holy Father wants to see everything He wants to see with the help of my eyes!"

The prophet nodded: "Understand, you are just a pair of eyes. The Messiah does not care if he loses a pair of eyes."

Moren curled his lips disdainfully: "You can say that he is just a surveillance camera."

Adam smiled at the empty shadow and said, "Mr. Moren, nice to meet you. One of the five saviors of Middle-earth."

Moren replied: "Savior? I have no interest in saving the world. All I care about is science."

"Saving Middle-earth is not even as good as dissecting you to see how you were made."

"Messiah is really amazing. He must be the greatest scientist in history, bar none!"

He wanted to say more, but suddenly there was a piercing scream above his head.

Everyone looked up and couldn't help but open their mouths in surprise.

Because they saw countless black primitive runes emerging from the stone domes of the underground world.

These black primitive runes collided randomly at first, but later they discovered the chaotic soul fluctuations here, so they condensed into the shape of a book without hesitation, and then rushed towards the battlefield quickly. .

Only then did someone exclaim: "Oh my God! That's the Pangu Flag!"

"Why does this thing appear here?" (End of Chapter)