Monsters Will Die if They Are Killed

—Time flies—

Before the long epoch, it was extremely remote, extremely long, and even the present gods could not remember the time before countless generations.

The sky burned, and the rain fell like a meteor. The earth collapsed and overturned, the plain collapsed and turned into deep pits, and the mountains burst and shattered into canyons.

The roaring gale wind roared across the land, and just above a barren plain, amidst the sandstorm set off by the surging wind, an ancient king stood in the center of the plain holding a flag like a spear. Above the sky.

His armor has long been broken, and his flag is decayed. He has no horses, no servants, and no comrades and troops fighting together. The king stands alone on this wasteland of nothing, looking up at the sky descending, his name The flames of rage for the gods.

This king is very old, his wrinkles have already climbed to his forehead, and the layers of wrinkles make him look like a living corpse, not so much a human being, with that decaying armor and flag, it is almost like self. Undead resurrected in the mud, corpses that have long since died.

But he is still alive, and his turbid eyes still carry a fierce anger that will never go out.

Staring at the sky.

[Bagel, the emperor who touched the taboo, this is your punishment for eternal life]

Above the sky, a huge voice came down, with an indifferent tone: [Do you still want to resist the gods? 】

Above the sky, the face of the King of God appeared. It was a majestic face turned into a bright moon. The voice of King Cangyue was cold and ruthless, without the slightest warmth: [Your country, people, sergeants, and even the future are already You have been wiped out, and you have been imprisoned for a hundred years. Do you still want to persist? 】

The old Wang stood firmly on the ground, he clenched the flag in his hand, the old man's muddy eyes turned, and he silently looked around the land beside him.

The blazing wind swept across the world and burned all vitality to nothing, but the old man still saw it. Before countless suns and moons went up and down, long ago, there were dense jungles and emerald green grasslands in this land. Ups and downs.

The noise of the sea of ​​trees is the favorite tune of the local people, and when the soothing breeze rolls over the grassland, when the blue sea rises, a young king stands on the edge of the city wall, smiling at himself with his lover s country.

But now, everything is gone.

The rain of fire falling above the sky burned everything, and the terrifying wind destroyed all vitality, while the dead clouds blocked the sun and polluted the air, making the sun and the moon unknown and dim, and all living beings perished.

The reason is simply because they live too happily.

Just because Bagger is too wise, he may become one of the gods of the next era and take the place of other gods.

That's it...

But it was enough to make the gods find any reason to punish them and destroy all cause and effect.

Even tampering with history and the past.

There is an ancient record: In the far west of the Bailaner grassland, there was an unknown country that prospered, but because it was too arrogant and intended to challenge the authority of the gods, it was sent and perished by the gods of the gods.

Even the king himself, who raised the anti-banner, was disciplined by the gods. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't die. He could only witness this land sinking into the abyss of eternity on the deserted homeland.

Being punished and sinking into the abyss, the silent old man raised his head again.

The strong wind blows away the dark clouds, and it is not the sun and the sky that are revealed, but the arrogant faces of many gods overlooking the earth.

What was revealed in those pairs of eyes was not even mocking and irony, but indifference and a hint of pity.

-They don't care about the joys and sorrows of mortals to themselves, and they don't care about likes, dislikes and insults.

-They even have mercy on their opponents and dare to violate their taboos.

And now, they are waiting.

The gods who are almost immortal await the arrival of joy. In the long time without any development, the gods who gradually lose their emotions witness the most extreme sorrow and joy of countless mortals as pleasure.

They wanted to see and see the emperor named Bagger regretting, begging for forgiveness, confessing all their actions, and vowing that they would be slaves and servants for eternity and eternity.

At that time, they would never agree.

In this way, we can see this scene of despair, remorse, and complete depravity for mortals who dared to stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods.

More than that!

The gods have to manipulate cause and effect to wipe out all the existence of Bagel and his people. Even in the history books of later generations, there is only one sentence, "The last emperor Bagel blasphemed his god, and his country was destroyed." This meaning is unclear. Words that can arouse the awe of all beings.

However, the gods did not wait for the answer they wanted.

Closing his eyes, the emperor who was so old that he deserved to die seemed to be listening to the sound of the wind, the wind whistling sternly, as if his countless citizens were crying and killed by the gods in despair. It was this land that was burned by flames. A hundred years of anger and despair.

"I…"

He spoke, the old man opened his eyes and raised the flag angrily, thrusting it on the ground, letting the already tattered flag hunt in the wind: "Gods! Ruthless gods!"

His throat was already dry and almost broken, and it was only because of his divine power that he did not die, but even such a hoarse voice, it resounded through the sky at this moment.

The old king roared: "No matter how intimidating you are, my Bagger will always have only one answer!"

He raised the banner high and declared towards the sky without any hesitation: "Even if you are alone, I will fight you to the end!"

"Even if the soul disappears, the memory no longer exists, and I vowed to fight you until the end!"

Hearing this boring answer, the face turned into by the moon in the sky couldn't help shaking his head in disappointment: [Ignorance]

[Then annihilate and return to nothingness]

The God King Cangyue pronounced this sentence, and then he was ready to change all the past, completely destroy the possibility of the existence of the Bagger Empire from the causal point of view, and wipe out all possible future roads to replace the gods.

Pressed down by one hand, it is a big hand that is indifferent and ruthless like moonlight. It will cover the entire Berlaner grassland, and then completely tamper with and erase the past and future history.

but…

Right now.

I don't know from what time and space, there is also a hand stretched out.

This hand that did not know how far away from the future put up a finger, withstood the palm of God King Cangyue, and then leaned forward slightly-at that moment, God King Cangyue flew upside down with a roar, I don’t know. Where to fly to the Chaos Sea.

At the same time, he raised his head in astonishment, looked up at the old man who was protecting his giant hand, and heard a voice.

"It's not time yet."

The voice said: "You should live."

"Only if you live and continue to fight, can you pass on the belief in opposing the gods from the ancient today to the future today."

"In this way, there will be a future in which mankind can defeat the gods by virtue of its own strength."

The old man was stunned in astonishment. He raised his head and looked to the sky. The gloomy fire rain and dark clouds in the sky had dissipated. The **** king, who was domineering the earth like the moon, was also knocked into flight, while the other gods had already retreated in fear. Avoid enemies that don't just come from anywhere.

but.

The old heart is burning.

The old man grasped the banner in his hand. He gritted his teeth and held the banner in his hand tightly. He straightened his back: "In the future... can humans really defeat the gods?"

"As long as this is your wish." And the voice replied: "And act persistently."

"Then, there is a possibility of realization."

"very good."

The heart was beating, like a boiling flame. Under the instillation of unknown power, a blue-violet flame ignited on the old king, causing his wrinkles to be covered by flames, and his armor was enveloped, and then, accompanied by a Only a young and powerful hand broke through the flames, holding a brand new banner blowing in the gale.

Returning to his youth and regaining the gods, the king who took time from his hands stared at the earth beside him, wherever his eyes passed, the flame went out and the smoke dissipated.

This is his hometown and the future battlefield.

He wants to rebuild a city here, summon the existence of all rebellious gods, as the beginning of all rebellions.

"Don't simply resist and revenge." The voice exhorted: "Remember, we must make the world a better place."

After a moment of silence, Wang Suran nodded.

"This is exactly what I want."

[Singularity is repaired]

[The first Sekkur Kingdom that was destroyed by God’s punishment because of the envy of the gods, the history of its king Bagel and all his subjects was obliterated, the cause and effect were tampered with, and it did not exist in the human world. It was the gods. The first victim after taking control of the power of time is completely silent in history]

[The time that has been tampered with has been roughly restored. King Bagel built a city of freedom and called on all people who have lost their love and fallen into the abyss because of the gods. This is the first group in the movement universe to give up divine power and study poetry. "Miracle and Magic", a person who is committed to developing mankind's own power]

—Time flies—

The quiet, silent age of the gods.

Sheramore, the capital of scholars, is brightly lit even at night. The rhythms of magic are transmitted from the towers of the great mage. All above the protective layer.

The city is splendid and splendid. Here, there are scholars who study the most fundamental poetry of magic and miracles, as well as bachelors who study geography, biology, and the structure of the human body, as well as great engineers who study various steam engines and fuel engines. It is everywhere, but it is the place with the highest and most comprehensive academic standards on the entire Ilotar continent.

Here, there are new discoveries and new inventions every day. Every day, a well-known bachelor will become the protagonist. Everyone in the capital of scholars will be informed of the new truths they have discovered, and they will enjoy all the glory and praise.

And just today, the protagonist is a dwarf bachelor of the Great Star Observatory.

However, it is not a positive reputation...

It's the protagonist who makes fun of it.

Because this is the day when Augusta Hardhammer, the subordinate of the Great Star Observatory, the great engineer of the ‘Sky Seeker’, failed to build the exploration rocket for the seventh time.

"I said that dwarves should stay underground. Why do you want to fly like a winged man?"

"Yes, the three anthropology bachelor's hot air balloons did not consume as much fuel as a dwarf bachelor's. I would say that just to save resources, dwarves should be forbidden to study flying devices!"

"His thoughts are outrageous. Obviously, bigger hot air balloons and lighter airships are the right way to explore the sky. This dwarf likes to tinker with their gunpowder and turn the spaceship into a big cannonball battle—it deserves it. Failed, one day this guy will be killed by his own firecracker!"

In the tavern, a dwarf with a dense beard and several mithril beard rings was drinking alcohol alone. His brown beard was full of drops of wine, and his originally darker face revealed a flush of drunkenness or annoyance.

He seemed to be totally uninterested in the upright derogation and whispers that deliberately made him hear in the tavern, but this did not affect other races, and the irony of other people became more pungent.

"...How many times is this? His rocket will explode inexplicably. I think it's a good weapon, but it's really not an exploration tool!"

"The dwarf should be his own weapon master and great craftsman. I give a thumbs up. That's a real service, but a son of the earth must grab the resources of the star tower with us on the ground. It's really overwhelming."

"I heard that the tower owner can't bear this kind of humiliation. You can see Augusta being kicked out in a few days, right? Hahahaha."

"Hey, don't laugh, Augusta has a level of skill. People may become masters of weapons directly after they leave the stargazing tower. We have to shout honorifics when we meet."

"At least he's a firework master, hahahaha!"

"hateful."

The drunk dwarf clenched his fists, and he took another sip of high-purity ale: "Where did...what went wrong..."

"Obviously my rocket... can fly to the sky tens of thousands of meters or even higher... than those hot air balloons, the floating wing is higher, and it can explore the higher and more real sky!"

As you can tell by Wen's surname, Augusta Hardhammer is a member of the well-known dwarf craftsman family and the best alchemist and master craftsman in the young generation.

Contrary to what many people think, although dwarves live underground all year round, in fact, they are a race that yearns for the sky.

The dwarves were born in the deepest part of the earth. The dwarves have been at the bottom of the earth since their birth. They cultivated potholes, excavated dirt, and built huge cities and fortresses under the ground... But, under the guidance of a prophet, These sons of the earth finally embarked on a journey called'Xuntian's Great Hope'.

They began to move upward from the lava lake close to the center of the earth, opening up gem layers, dark areas, mazes of caves, fighting elemental beasts, dark elves and orc giants, and after all their hardships, they came to the surface.

And the sky itself is a reward for them.

After witnessing the almost endless wide space above the surface, the dwarves, who were unable to go to the sky because of their weight and talent, decided to use the mountains as their new home on the surface.

They even used the floating crystal mines underground to cast the first ten floating fortresses.

If you want to ask why...

Because that is a place closer to the sky, to another world.

—Why can't it succeed! ?

Obviously flying on flat ground, tilted as a weapon, Augusta’s rocket can fly over a distance of hundreds of thousands of meters, from the capital of scholars to the coast. If multi-stage propulsion is installed, it may not be a few million meters. problem.

Flying straight, even if you need to control the angle, you need to ensure the stability of the internal exploration equipment, and continue to accelerate, not only simply throw things out, the rocket can certainly fly tens of thousands of meters, at least able to break through the airship An area of ​​thin air that is absolutely impossible to break through!

"why?"

At this moment, even if it is a stubborn dwarf who is like a stone, he cannot help but wonder about himself at this moment: "Could it be that my theory is really wrong? There is no vacuum zone of air, even rocket propulsion. Can't break through?"

"Or is there really something wrong with my fuel, and it can't bring that much thrust?"

"Or, it's exactly the same as this group of people said... We dwarves are really destined to not be able to explore the sky?"

A lie is repeated a thousand times and it can become a reality.

The trio's words can make tigers come true.

In the time that Augusta launched the rocket seven times and failed, how many times did he hear the mockery, denial, and contempt?

How many people approve of his craftsmanship and weaponry skills, just denying him the real action of looking for the sky?

This is more shocking than a mere blow, because he did not completely deny a person's ability, but pretended to be an objective attitude, denying the feasibility of what you did.

Even a rock-solid dwarf can't help but self-doubt.

And just now.

There was a dim figure sitting beside the dwarf.

Augusta didn’t like to fight with people, but he is really drunk now, so he doesn’t care much, and muttered: "Brother, you at least tell me!" Then he shook his head and prepared to continue. Drink stuffy wine.

Augusta originally didn't drink alcohol. Drinking would make the brain dull. Ordinary dwarves can drink to stimulate their brains and make their stubborn brains become active. But for them, master craftsmen, calmness is more important.

But now, he is almost a little self-defeating, so he poured alcohol into his death, it is best not to remember anything, as soon as he wakes up, it is tomorrow.

"Hey."

However, the strange hand stretched out, blocking the dwarf's arm, preventing Augusta from continuing to drink.

"what you do!"

Being prevented from drinking, let alone dwarves, even humans, halflings, dwarfs (all races of this kind) will be furious, and the dwarves waved to push each other away.

But this time, Augusta's anger did not result—the hand that prevented him from moving.

And a pair of blue-purple eyes met the drunk dwarf.

"Is that all your determination and dream?"

He said: "Failed seven times, and then give up?"

"Who the **** gave up!"

Augusta was furious in an instant. For an instant, he wanted to smash the wine glass in his hand on the stranger, but in the end he restrained his anger. The dwarf with a master degree gritted his teeth and said: "But Failure is failure! What can I do!"

He slammed the wine glass on the wine table, his hands trembling: "My rocket just can't fly to the sky! We deserve to stay on the ground! I failed. I admit that our sons of the earth are willing to accept mistakes, but other than that. What else can I do!"

This is a sad, depressed, and difficult heart.

A soul who was born in the earth, but eager for the sky.

He was not discouraged when he failed. He was not angry when he was mocked. The only gaffe of this dwarf was because of a fact.

"if…"

Augusta spread his heavy hand to cover his face, and he snarled in pain, "If I'm really wrong...what should I do?"

"I really can't find any mistakes! Is it really that I am crazy, or is my stubbornness preventing me from finding my fault?"

"what can I do?"

He is not afraid of mistakes.

Rather, he fears that he instinctively avoids his mistakes and deceives himself.

He was afraid, he deceived his dream.

And one hand patted him on the back.

"listen."

As a warm force poured into Augusta's body, making him sober and calm, the dwarf heard a peaceful voice: "If I were to say, are you right?"

"If I were to say, it's not that you are wrong, but that something is maliciously blocking it?"

"…Who?"

Hearing these words, the dwarf couldn’t help raising his head. He was at a loss, and then frowned: "It’s not an elf... nor a wingman. They don’t think dwarves can succeed in their hearts—that’s a human? No, it’s not, a human. My old gold master..."

For a moment, he also thought of this neglected possibility, but he couldn't think of who the enemy was.

And the figure stretched out his hand and pointed at Gao Tian.

"The gods are silent, but never leave."

He whispered: "Son of the earth, your path is right. Your ancestors made a great wish to find the sky, and you will truly lead your race to the sky, far higher than those who were born to fly. farther."

"Go ahead."

He encouraged: "Go and try for the eighth time."

"If you are correct, then there will be no ninth launch experiment."

"I will be with you."

The smiling figure disappeared.

The dazed dwarf stayed in the tavern in silence all night.

The next day, he came to the star-gazing tower, Augusta found the tower owner and expressed his opinion.

"this is the last time."

Although the tower master also wants to persuade his disciples to give up the experiment that has failed seven times, but from Augusta’s unwavering expression, he is still soft-hearted again-after all, not all dwarves are like this, sturdy Is it like a stone race?

Since he said it was the last time, let it be the last time. Some of the resources of the Great Star Observation Tower bear failure. They just don't want a genius to go astray on the wrong path.

Six months later, the eighth Augusta rocket was launched in the Tidalman Desert.

The sky is silent, there is no fluctuation, no vision.

Accompanied by the roar of shaking the sky, the long tail of cigarette dragged endless impact and light flow, galloping towards the sky, Augusta closed his mouth nervously, he waited, waited for that to come soon The unknown reason exploded, or the success encouraged by that unknown friend.

And in the end, he waited.

The Son of the Earth saw that his creation had broken through the clouds and atmosphere and reached the vacuum that no one had ever reached before.

-That was the first time when the sentient beings of the Lezhang Universe explored the atmosphere and saw the true meaning of the starry sky.

[Singularity is repaired]

[Exploration, rocket pioneer, son of the earth, Augusta Hardhammer, because he was warned by the gods and interfered with the rocket experiment, he failed seven times in a row, and finally gave up the rocket system research in the guiding environment due to the irony brought by the influence of the gods, And completely blocked the branch of related series of research, making many mechanical creations and weapon technologies of later generations extremely weak]

[The time that has been tampered with has been roughly restored. Augusta became a great stargazer, the original creator of exploration rockets and manned aviation rockets. His existence has greatly accelerated the craft and industrial technology of all civilizations for several epochs. Various melodic soldiers and flying fortress battleships of the later era laid a firm technical foundation]

—Time flies—

The designer of the melody battle armor appeared. Because of the obliteration of the **** Deus, his parents and grandparents disappeared in a natural disaster, so he was not born, and his causal rupture did not prevent the appearance of the melody battle armor. But it was seventy-five years late.

Therefore, there is the power to restore this period of history and restore everything to its original state, so that the final war can be achieved within the set time.

—Time flies—

The enhancer with the original technology has suddenly been recognized by everyone. Because of the war of time, although he himself did not make a mistake because of protection, all his supporters and all relatives and friends disappeared under the blow of cause and effect, as if he Born without a father or mother, he was lonely all his life, so when the technological change was just brought about, he felt that his life was meaningless and committed suicide.

And there is a force that has corrected all these obliterations, filled all the mistakes and gaps, so that this great human hero can have a life that will not be lonely.

—Time flies forever—

Confused by the gods, obliterated by Deus, and concealed, suppressed, and strangled by the gods of the past dynasties, there is a figure in the ancient history, who, against the current of time, circulates in many parallel time and space.

He is a kind of power, always dormant, eternally circulating, he makes mistakes cease and hopes spread.

He once appeared on the battlefield as a commander, in order to fight against the punishment of the gods, the knights who chose their own destiny took refuge.

He once appeared in an era of despair, incarnate as a prophet, to announce the possibilities of the future to those who have completely initiated all hopes, and ignited the fire in people's hearts.

He did a lot, said a lot, practiced a lot, and predicted a lot.

He said that people can have a free life in the future.

He said that in the future, people will be able to get enough food and clothing, and they will be able to eat meat every day.

He said that people can decide their own destiny in the future, and no gods are above all living beings.

He said, he said, he predicted a lot, and described a scene where everyone didn't believe it and everyone shook their heads and smiled.

Some people believe it, some don't believe it, but that doesn't matter.

Because he is only narrating, narrating, and lighting a fire, those who believe will naturally change the world, and those who do not believe will at least not object to such a change.

The figure walks in time, and his pace leads many souls to follow. It is the existence of voluntarily following this will and following the ‘innovation’.

The ancient kings, the pioneers of the dwarves, the creators of the armor, the optimizers of the original body, they followed the shadow of this innovation, and went toward the ‘now’.

They are all dead souls who have long since died. They are all pioneers who fight against the gods and give all their hearts and sweat for the sake of sentient beings. They all gave everything for their beliefs, and they did not end the battle until they died.

And they all have a wish.

They want to see whether the future sentient beings can laugh and live peacefully in a world without God.

-What is the future?

—Can they be full?

-Are our descendants happy?

—They still remember...

—The sacrifice of the ancestors?

[We have suffered, so we don’t want future generations to suffer again]

[Our wish is that all people, all races, can laugh and explore their dreams freely]

[All we ask is that all lives have dignity, and will not be dominated by anyone, and will not be enslaved by anyone]

[Our struggles and sacrifices are for the children to laugh, they can eat full, there is no sand in the bread, so they can eat more meat]

[What we want... only the descendants, can live peacefully, can sleep peacefully without being awakened]

With such a yearning and expectation, they chased the shadow of Zhuzhou across the long time and space.

Come to ‘now’.

So they saw it.

In the emptiness of the multiverse, the dim shadows belong to the huge giant who holds the universe in his palm behind him.

And they followed the shadows and lived in the twin pupils of the original candle day named Su Zhou. Through his eyes, they stared at the time and space of the distant future, staring at the world they had fought, fought, and fought against.

Staring at them, their endless descendants, what they looked like when they finally won.

Using the two pupils that crossed the beginning and surpassed time and space as a medium.

The past, the future and the present meet at this moment.

"I, I seemed to have seen Bagger, the King of Freedom?!"

"I seem to have seen Great Sage Augusta, the pioneer of our Son of the Earth!"

"Oh my God, the original candle day... Su Zhou, he has been with us since such a long time..."

"He did so much for us?!"

"It turns out that we have discovered the truth of the world a long time ago. It is the gods that blocked our exploration of the world?!"

It was an exclamation from now.

In contrast, there are tears of gratification from many ancient souls.

The king brushed his eyes, the pioneer stroked his beard, and everyone smiled.

-enough.

-Satisfied.

—In the end, it was indeed a victory.

—Their children have lived as they wished.

—The future of the younger generations is something they cannot imagine.

-They will see the world that ‘they’ have never seen before, with the possibility that they have never seen it, and walk through the road they want to walk but cannot reach.

—Is this not enough? !

"This is the last time to travel through time and space. From then on, I will cut off time and space and ban all the possibilities of time and space travel. Except for the simplest stupid methods, all magic, miracles, and magical techniques are absolutely impossible to reverse cause and effect. To reverse time."

"And I leave it, this last chance, to you."

At this moment, a voice that is very familiar to all souls sounded: "You are worth the last time reversal, and you are worth the gaze beyond time and space this time."

Su Zhou raised his head, and in his eyes lodged in the movement universe, all the spirits who had fought against the gods, were obliterated by the gods, reversed cause and effect, and had established fate.

His eyes, the eyes of all living beings, will replace these people to see the future that they have never seen before, and to stare at the end that they have been hoping for.

And now, he liberated everything and gave the scene of the final victory to these victims who should not have seen the end.

Su Zhou smiled and stared at the entire universe.

Then, facing all things that exist in the ‘now’, the young man said calmly: "Look, sentient beings."

"Look, it's not just me doing it for you, but you, your own ancestors, your rebellious heart that has been burning since the beginning of your birth, and the already burning desire for innovation, created all these victories. The cause and effect!"

"I was called by you to come, and I implemented it for you, but are you only successful because of me? It is because you are also correct, so I am willing to believe you."

He raised his hand and pressed it to his chest.

Su Zhou said seriously: "So, if you want, you can trust me."

"Join me on the path of innovation."

"Don't worry."

"Because I (renovation) will always be with you."

Whether it is the souls of the past or the sentient beings now, they have all heard it.

This was the most sincere time. It was not God's requirement for believers, nor was it a requirement of the strong for the weak.

Rather, it is an invitation from the forerunner and the latecomer.

【I am a guide, I am a facilitator, I am a devotee, I am an inspiration. 】

[I am perseverance, I am wisdom, I am faith, I am the lamp in the dark and hazy. 】

【I am the light of candle day and night, I am going to transform the darkness of eternity. 】

[I am Zhuzhou, and I am also an innovation. 】

[And what you have to do is not to believe in me, to believe in the ‘Original Candlelight’, and not to believe in ‘my innovation’. 】

With that said, Su Zhou said to himself in his heart: [It's like, you don't need to believe in Yala, you don't believe in Yala's chaos]

[But, we must believe and question that]

He said: [You have to believe in innovation]

[I believe you have come along this path, everyone’s perseverance, everyone’s dedication and sacrifice, you have to believe in yourself]

[Your past history, the struggle of those ancestors]

[You don’t need to believe me, but you have to believe that all the sages who have accumulated miracles along the way]

[You have to believe in your own possibilities, just as I believe in you]

Throughout the ages, all the causes and effects that have created the current victory seem to be turned into a picture scroll, all the candles that have appeared, and the revised and restored history are like a detailed oil painting, with all the details slowly unfolding.

More than that…

And after Su Zhou embarked on the journey, all his actions, all choices and perseverance swayed in the void.

[Now, can you trust me? 】

And Su Zhou said so invitingly, with a smile; [All beings]

No answer is required.

Because approval does not require words.

At this moment, at this moment.

Far more important than all past, future and present, the decisive moment.

Not just here and now, the movement of the universe.

The earth seals the universe.

Shenmu world.

Reincarnation of the world.

Qingqiu Universe.

Shenlong World.

a perfect world.

Twilight world.

Create the world.

And, finally, candles day and day.

With many universes at the core, incredible forces are spreading, turbulent, surging and shaking like a river.

Its momentum swept across the heavens and all realms, unstoppable and unbiased.

Hence the name... Torrent!

【what happened? ! 】

At the other end of the multiverse, I was thinking about what color the prison should match in the candlelight sky. The Great Emperor Hongshi suddenly felt that the time and space under his feet was starting to shake. This strong man at the peak of Hedao couldn't help but lose his color: [Multi-level What's the matter with the space-time storm? Why would even the power of me and Zhuzhou be shaken? ! 】

I can't help but he doesn't work hard to shake the world of the Dao at the pinnacle of Hedao, and himself, the strong man at the pinnacle of Hedao, what can it be if it is not a multiverse super mutation?

But soon.

Going through the void and waking up, Hong Shi, who was the real reason for all these shocks, couldn't help but widen his eyes. The red eyes were full of surprise and inconceivability.

【he…】

Hiroshi murmured to himself: [He has made a torrent...]

【what? ! 】

Hongshi Town Tao Pagoda, or in other words, on the first floor of Zhushitian Prison, many Hedao prisons that were sealed for wanting to besiege Zhushitian, also heard one after another incredible sound: [What the hell, why that Can the original candle day flood? ! 】

[Does he not need chance? I remember he was only in his thirties! 】

[Why, why? ! I wasted 140 million years and it was just harmony, so why could he be able to torrent? ! 】

[Does this multiverse really need to rely on...]

Either anger, surprise, or exhaustion sounded, but in the end, they were all silent in the terrible vibration of time and space.

Because that is far better than what they do...the right power.

【wrong! 】

On the other side, the Holy Venerable Taishi who was patrolling as a trainee jailer trembled. This Taoist seemed to have sensed the extremely ancient, but incomparable, fear imprinted in his bones.

That’s why he woke up. The Supreme Master raised his head, looked at the source of all fluctuations, and muttered to himself in the direction where Su Zhou was: [This is...comparable to, even better than, the power of the Five Most Holy]

[However, it is not the real torrent! 】

[Almost the most critical thing! 】

At this moment.

Movement of the universe.

Su Zhou’s power was blooming, blooming, like lightning bursting out of a surging thundercloud, and endless divine power began to mix with his hands, hair, and even the light in his eyes spreading towards the void of the multiverse, that The endless distance spread, affecting many worlds.

In Su Zhou's human form, a certain simple geometric rune was condensing, which was a pattern that represented his rightness and avenue. A new prototype of power was roaring in his body and was about to emerge.

The infinite core has been created, because the correct way has been manifested, but it has not yet been fully activated.

However, the youth did not allow this power to overflow.

He raised his fingers.

The light oscillated at the fingertips, and it contained the embryonic form of a small universe.

"I will fulfill my promise, sentient beings."

Su Zhou communicated with all things in the Great Universe, and he slowly said: "This is not a permanent choice. You can reshape it with your own hands as long as you want to-the chord and the fundamental can be converted to each other, if you have a better one yourself. Ideas can also be used as a base to create."

He smiled and said: "This is the Eden I want to give to you-everyone deserves the best future like this. I believe in you, just as I believe in the possibilities of my homeland compatriots."

He didn't lie, Su Zhou's power was infinitely expanding, and he could now create a fifth movement for the entire movement universe, opening up a whole new possibility.

Su Zhou can do it, and can do it completely—unlike the creation of the big universe that tears the origin of the universe to create a small universe. At this moment, Su Zhou can sense that he can easily make something out of nothing, because his power and accuracy have been lost to hundreds of millions. Accepted by the ten thousand worlds, it is itself the source of infinite power, and his soul itself, believed by the infinite soul, has also become the prototype of infinite.

The origin of the universe? The source of everything? They are all things that can be created.

The brilliance that is flashing at the fingertips can explode and expand in the next instant, turning into a real cosmic era.

At this moment, Su Zhou was waiting for the answers and choices of sentient beings in the Great Universe of Lezhang.

This is a long silence.

In the dream world, all the sentient beings in the movement universe are communicating with each other. They still quarrel, but they have gradually reconciled and turned into a melody as if they were singing.

Su Zhou waited patiently. He had time and respected all minds, so he didn't spy on anyone and discussions and constitutions on the Internet.

In the end, Eve the brave was launched, the last and most powerful brave, representing the gods of the Lezhang universe, came into the void and arrived in front of Su Zhou.

She raised her head and looked at the giant **** who lifted the universe.

"Are you going to make a choice?"

Su Zhou asked gently. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"No, Su Zhou."

However, to what the young man expected, Eve the brave answered ‘No’: "We...want to make a choice other than the one you gave."

The blonde lady bowed deeply to Su Zhou, and she said with sincere respect: "Thank you for everything you have done for us."

"We have fully understood what innovation is... and understand your love for us."

"We believe in everything about you."

With that said, Eve the brave straightened up, she raised her head, and Su Zhou could see that the eternal woman's eyes were bright, with real courage and determination: "But."

She said: "But, the fifth movement you bestowed."

"We want to refuse."