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"But, why did he show up?"

She began to follow this ancient existence, ascending the stairs far away, the blood of excitement was in Manyan, and the scientific research madness in her bones prompted her to explore the truth.

"Is it just destroying the world? Or did it trigger some special conditions?"

"Obviously, the other gods, those who care for mankind, are just powerful people or creatures in ancient times. Only the three highest ancient gods are the real gods."

"They are not creatures without fathers and mothers, they are born by nature... They are higher-dimensional creatures that transcend the ideology of creatures."

"They are not to look directly at them, they are indescribable, they are horrible persons of the unknown level,"

"It is a part of the ‘astronomical phenomenon’. It is a natural phenomenon. It can only appear when special conditions are triggered. It is like lightning on a thunderstorm or a mirage on a foggy day..."

She began to try to understand, "Of course, maybe when I tried to understand, I was wrong. That is the fundamental existence of the universe, indescribable, and cannot be understood by the consciousness level of creatures. Trying to understand will only make people crazy."

"Perhaps, as described in the mural, there is no fixed shape at all."

According to the creation myth of ancient slate: He has life.

It is a chaotic and unknown eternal existence. He appeared in the presence of human life, and even revealed a frenzy of hers,

Tucked in the deepest part of the deep universe, as a part of the concept of the universe, it is as deep, cold and undetectable as the universe itself, like a twisted mist.

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...

Ta Ta Ta.

The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

One step at a time, Fu Qingjun had already reached the second floor. He didn't pay attention to Professor Nasika at all. He was just a little speechless in his heart. Is this man a stalker?

He continued upstairs,

"How long has it been? This residential building has been in disrepair for a long time, and it has been weathered out of shape. Like the previous desk, it has been tossed to pieces."

"It's too awful."

"People are strengthening the doomsday sanctuary, and they can do it well."

Fu Qingjun is a very realistic person.

"But it can be seen that it is a quality building. It is usually so noisy, and it is probably in danger of collapsing." He looked leisurely, constantly sorting out his thoughts, and walking up the stairs, as calm as a student walking home.

The collapse is not a joke!

These human-shaped muscle ants continue to dig through the earth, digging underground ancient mineral veins-steel bars.

Civilization is constantly improving, and even many nobles, witches, and knights have established slave areas and started mining. Those miners are living a life of dire straits and darkness.

Underground veins are constantly being mined, and the steel bars are gone...

He is now constantly developing, and finally being able to "ontology" enter this doomsday ruined world, and truly set foot in his own sandbox extraordinary civilization, naturally extremely happy.

After all, it was very uncomfortable to look at each other through the tunnel before.

And only when you really come to this modified residential building world, with a real human body, overlooking the endless exquisite buildings under your feet, the wizard tower, you know how beautiful this is.

This is an extraordinary kingdom!

It is also my personal doomsday sanctuary, doomsday survivor camp.

However, their survivor camp is to house a bunch of survivors... and I am crazy about popping up a large number of people, housing a bunch of non-human beings, and still creating civilization...

More importantly, it has been more than half a month since the end, and I haven't met a living person...

But it is also normal, obviously radiation evacuation zone.

"I remember at that time, I told Udula to keep my mobile phone as an ancient artifact in prehistoric times... She paid great attention to it! Some time ago, she also took out my mobile phone to study it for those who were temporary workers."

"Although, I heard that they disassembled the mobile phone, but it is not mine that should be disassembled."

Fu Qingjun kept going upstairs, and every time he went up one floor, he entered each apartment.

Blood is flowing everywhere.

As if the massacre had just been carried out, the walls and ceiling were all splashing delicate blood flowers.

He found that most of them were dead. There were almost no survivors. The war between gods and demons was extremely tragic, and the last kill on a piece of land was regarded as an end.

"God!"

The only survivors turned out to be the witch forces who won in this land, and they looked at the sky in horror.

Some devout believers began to pray and knelt down in blood.

Fu Qingjun sucked his soul, ignored the shouts of the survivors, and continued to turn around and leave, neatly.

This huge death also brought an unimaginable huge soul to himself.

"Hundreds of millions of common people can not get ten thousand deaths. Is this Grace's great cleansing plan? Excluding the low-level common people of the entire world, the earth will eventually welcome the blood of the gods, baptize and be reborn."

Fu Qingjun was still a little silent while walking in a pool of blood.

Even the level of life in the grass, the queens and the empresses who use the ant nest to reproduce the descendants as tools, can't be as fierce as she is.

"But I don't want to say anything. I am only responsible for giving life. The development of the times does not need to interfere. I only hope that her decision is not wrong."

Fu Qingjun continued to the next level.

...

The ground was bright red.

Quietly in the darkness.

The blood has even begun to coagulate on the broken stone ground.

Morgana stumbled all over, stained with blood, looking at a dozen new solitary graves, large and small, all of which were covered in red.

But as far as she could see, there was no clean soil.

"The Knights of Nassar Witches-Tomb of Nasir."

She carved the last tombstone with a single knife and stood up seriously.

Some of the corpses of some brothers and sisters were not even found. They had to temporarily build tombstones in this way, but Morgana was already very satisfied. Most of the creatures on this land had no graves, and there was no one to clean them up.

She came to the front of this group of graves,

"Natha Witch Knight Order-Li Yizhi's Tomb."

Two of them are not wizard characters in this world, they are square and square, and a bit complicated.

Standing in front of the tombstone, she still remembered her back at the last moment, the muscular witch holding a double rod high up to torture the enemy with her burning flame-like determined eyes.

"Muscle weight can't weigh bones. Why should the rain in the rivers and lakes stop."

He smashed down two giant walking sticks, turned into raindrops, and roared with an unyielding voice!

In the fading consciousness, Morgana gently stroked the tombstone and said affectionately: "You have always said that you are a mortal, but you are our hero."

She seemed to see herself when she was a child, and kept listening to the crazy man chanting: the rivers and lakes are gone, the front line is in great urgency, the world is in deep water and fire, and there is no manpower to turn the tide...

"What is Jianghu?" She made a tender voice.

No answer was received at the time.

I still don't know the answer.

Gradually blurring, she seemed to hear the sound of footsteps approaching, the familiar and gentle figure showed a smiling face, and leaned over again in her ear whispering Jianghu's comments.

She looked in a trance, tears bursting, she fell in a trance before the gravestones of the family members, and hugged her family's tombs to sleep forever. This is already the happiest thing in this era of darkness and despair.

tread!

tread!

Suddenly the earth was shaking.

She saw a tall and vast black mist figure slowly approaching in the distance, and that endless sweep turned everything into a colorful vortex, and she was gradually sucked into it.

She saw the iconic black cylinder in the myth, and she was not surprised inexplicably, but she looked soothed.

"Praise God." She said the last remaining voice.

"Praise Amiro, who created all things...The place where life originated is also the place where the soul returns." Her life disappeared completely, but her eyes were filled with a beautiful smile.

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"I was never a god..." Fu Qingjun laughed, and continued walking, moving up one level.

It’s just that an ordinary person has returned to his hometown and walked in the residential building where he once lived, but if it can comfort you, it’s worth seeing off. "

Li Yi's body?

This picture is not unique, there are wailing people everywhere.

"According to the order, it is about to come. The royal capital at that time... the era has been destroyed again. Compared with Jiaxia's time, I have hardly participated in the advancement of civilization."

"Because it was difficult to come across the world tunnel before, just walking around the earth one by one, secretly injecting all the witches, is exhausted."

Going retrograde all the way to the escape route at the time, Fu Qingjun kept going upstairs and entering the rooms to sweep up.

But the destruction of this mythical age, the various heroes who have not been observed in the dark forbidden zone, are still moving and bitter. Whether he is observed or not, he is there.

"The king's capital is the core battlefield, where most of the souls settle down."

He vaguely felt that he had transformed for the third time, but the whole person's brain was empty, and a strong sense of hunger emerged, and he needed to replenish his energy.

But he was not in a hurry. First, he walked around in a palace. In his room, he found his mobile phone. The screen was no longer lit, but it didn't matter. He found the charger again.

He glanced around the former room, shook his head, and left the room of the Witch Kingdom where Udura had risen and he had stayed in the reincarnation for seventeen years. After feeling that he was totally unrecognizable, he continued to step up to the next level.

The capital of Nass.

The land of blood was in a mess.

After the time travellers left, an unimaginable battle took place here, and it was the most important main battlefield of the entire civilization...Civilization ended here.

The threat that Professor Nasika and others faced in fleeing was just one of the small forces!

The bones on the ground were scorched.

Countless black-winged angels held the remnants of the angelic remnants, and the witches knelt and hid their faces and wept.

The sound of pain, with wailing, spread all over the earth.

And in the most central ruined palace, Grace and Yudura felt something at the same time.

It was a huge biological breath, as vast as the world, even if it was separated by several high walls of the world, one could still feel the heat and unparalleled pressure from "it".

"what is this?"

Even as the Fourth Divine Realm, they are more acute and feel more profound things.

It was like a huge and dazzling ball of lightning, like an evil existence composed of countless deep-sea animal brains, incomprehensible and exuding evil curse-like fragmented thinking. Those thoughts collide with each other all the time, deep and chaotic. Once you look at it for a long time, If you pay too much attention to it, you will fall into madness.

But then came the indescribable kindness, as if it was the origin of life in the whole world. In a distant age, I had gained life from "him"...

The contradictory and profound chaotic spirit, seductive and terrifying inexplicable, people can't help but want to explore the nature of "His" rules by constantly getting close to the edge.

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"This is...what?" Grace was completely surprised, and suddenly raised her head in the palace, "outside the world...mysterious creatures??"

In the next second, she kept trying to approach with mental power, trying to understand the huge spherical soul lightning spark cluster that was slowly approaching across countless world walls.

Boom... rumbling! ! !

Her mental spells approached in an instant.

The huge amount of information and thinking data rushed in by thousands of people, tumbling like an unknown black liquid, drowning her thinking.

Grace spit out a bit of blood.

"What a stalwart agnostic existence this is!"

"Even if I just try to read the superficial cortical consciousness~www.readwn.com~ the information hits my brain frantically!"

"This frantic stream of consciousness at this moment! It is more violent than the process of ten thousand witches jointly deducing a taboo witchcraft! It seems that tens of thousands of powerful souls collide with each other! It seems that ten thousand thought nerves are interacting in series!... What kind of unknowable deduction is going on in the ocean of God’s mind?!"

Ta Ta Ta.

The stairs stop, enter the door, turn the corner, and enter the living room.

Fu Qingjun continued to absorb along the way, and finally stepped into this ancient living room, the witch king’s capital, thinking in his heart,

"It's getting late, it's dusk, replenish the spirit of this realm, go back to the cafeteria for dinner early...I don't know what kind of food will the gang cafeteria eat tonight?"

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