Gods: The Swarm

Ignoring the flattery of these bastards, Dimi looked around, his eyes cold and his voice low.

"What happened during your deep sleep?"

"Why do the mental fluctuations circulating in the spiritual network show the mania of the group?"

Fisius was shocked. Just after waking up, Dimi instantly discovered the abnormality of the insect swarm. This can only show that he has permission to the spiritual network and is far away from the insects on site.

Without any concealment, Fishius immediately reported the recent conflicts within the insect swarm one by one.

Dimi frowned slightly after hearing this, obviously not satisfied with the current situation within the group.

"Can't you even handle such a small thing?"

After flexing his fingers slightly, Dimi shook his head coldly and said: "Forget it, 놖 will handle it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the majestic spiritual power instantly enveloped the entire Holy City, and all the brainworms felt a powerful coercion coming.

Although within the 놇 group, everyone is in the 놇 brainworm class.

But Dimi showed a crushing attitude towards them, whether it was the 놇Psychic Network permission, the Divine Realm call permission, or his own strength.

This person who is stronger than them is not just a little bit stronger, but stronger in all directions without blind spots!

In the next two days, Dimi quickly used a series of measures to quickly stabilize the insect swarm.

What are the measures?

Simple!

The ethnic group cannot expand externally, and internal resources are not allocated enough, right?

All right!

It's time for you to sacrifice for your tribe!

Sorted from top to bottom in terms of strength and contribution to the ethnic group, the bottom half of the heroes and holy spirits immediately handed over their rights and legions, and distributed them evenly to the other half.

Then he went to the newly built "nursing home" obediently, received a single room the size of a pigeon cage, and ate there until he died.

From now on, the number of brainworms in the Holy City will be fixed, and group performance appraisals will be conducted on a regular basis, and a final elimination system will be implemented.

It’s so simple and crude!

Dimi's combat power is stronger than theirs, his psychic network permissions are higher than theirs, his divine domain control permissions are higher than theirs, and he can also forcibly recruit their subordinates.

Faced with such a comprehensive crushing, what else can those unlucky ones who have suffered unreasonable disasters, been deprived of all their rights, and sent to pigeon cages to wait for death except to obey orders obediently?

The entire environment of the insect swarm's mental network was instantly cleared.

This is Dimi's daily attitude towards dealing with things. It doesn't matter whether you are a hero with great ambitions and wants to fight for power, or a Holy Spirit who develops step by step and is overwhelmed by disasters.

No strength, no contribution, but still want to enjoy the welfare of the group?

Accept the sanction!

idiot!

In just two days, all conflicts within the insect swarm were suppressed.

It’s not like there aren’t some stupid people in the middle. Because they’ve never really come into contact with Dimi, they adopt a negative attitude of venting their dissatisfaction and delaying the handover.

It happened to hit Dimi's gun. The laboratory he woke up in was still empty and lacked relevant materials.

These questionable brainworms immediately moved to a single room in Dimi's laboratory and enjoyed the exclusive one-stop service of 'massage and bone physiotherapy' in exchange for a medal for their outstanding contribution to the development of the ethnic group.

After Electro-optical Stone settled the internal conflicts, Dimi Projection immediately retracted to the underground of the temple.

All the other brainworms didn't know that he didn't wake up by himself for no reason this time.

But in the process of deep sleep, I felt the fleeting fetters of faith coming from somewhere, and I was suddenly awakened.

Nowadays, only his Holy Spirit, whose soul strength is closest to that of the Insect Queen, can vaguely capture the looming connection of faith that spans dimensions.

"After all these years, 덿zai finally appears again!"

………………

Real universe, unknown star field.

A few years ago, Han Fei briefly felt the bond of faith originating from the Zerg, and that trace of connection planted an indelible mark in his heart.

Since then, he has promoted the development of Scientology even more vigorously, not only striving to expand the number of believers, but also working hard to improve the piety of believers.

Although the billions of silicon-based objects headed by the intelligent rats cannot provide him with pure and flawless faith, they are perfect as consumables for tempering the soul.

The growth of the soul is like sharpening a sword, it needs to be tempered hundreds of times before it can show its edge.

As time goes by, Han Fei's soul becomes clearer under the purification of his faith.

He also felt more and more clearly that the bond of faith that spanned the dimensions of time and space was like an invisible thread, pulling his heart to the unknown shore.

Although the spiritual power of 껥has undergone a qualitative change has not completely completed the level jump and 꿤has become the tyrannical consciousness of the eternal true god, it is still enough for him to try to pry into higher dimensions.

Han Fei knows very well that the reason why the Eternal God cannot return to the world of gods is not because they cannot search for the existence of the world of gods across the dimensions of time and space.

It was the invisible barrier that blocked their prying eyes.

Now that he had his core family members as a guide, Han Fei worked hard to concentrate. His consciousness was like a sharp sword, cutting through the obstacles of the dimension. Using the fetters of faith as a guide, he successfully searched for the time and space of the world of gods.

However, as a false god, Han Fei's return did not go smoothly.

An unprecedented resistance appears, which is the world of gods’ rejection of ‘stowaways’.

As a pseudo-god, his existence is to challenge the rules of the world of gods, and his return will threaten the balance of the world of gods.

Helplessly, Han Fei can only try his best to adjust his consciousness, trying to find a suitable balance point, a channel that can allow him to return to the world of gods smoothly.

The pseudo-consciousness is like a whirlwind, circling and testing in the void.

But the repulsive force of the world of gods is getting stronger and stronger.

Until his mental power began to waver, his consciousness began to blur.

Han Fei can clearly perceive that if he can't find that channel or stop exploring in time.

Then his consciousness will soon be destroyed by the repulsive force of the world of gods, and this exploration will end in failure again.

"Alas, failed again!"

Just when he was about to give up again, at this moment, a majestic and extremely pure force of faith suddenly appeared in Han Fei's perception like a rope.

Pulling him tightly, Han Fei would not get lost in the vortex of the other dimension.

Concentrating his mind, Han Fei immediately concentrated his mind, contacted his consciousness with this line of faith, formed a stable connection, and then locked this powerful follower with whom he had a deep bond.

As soon as he touched it, Han Fei confirmed the identity of the other end of this line of faith, and at the same time, he also learned a lot about the situation since he lost contact.

"Shirley did not advance to the Holy Spirit, her life has come to an end, and she can't survive..., but Dimi's research has retained her great hope. I didn't expect that Dimi could also be promoted to the Holy Spirit. It's outrageous!"

Han Fei had mixed feelings in his heart, but he didn't have time to sigh.

The most important thing for him now is to quickly use this line of faith to locate, so as to cross the boundary of the dimension and return to his divine domain.

The bond of faith between God and his followers is like a guiding beacon, guiding the direction of his return.

A channel connecting two dimensions was gradually explored and formed in Han Fei's perception.

His consciousness was like a stream, moving madly along this channel, and finally sneaked into the world of gods before being crushed by the repulsive force.