My universe in a bottle

Crash.

On the other side, Li Qing's consciousness slowly returned to his body and he opened his eyes in the third room, the laboratory.

Today, Li Qing has completed the second stage of super power transformation.

The increases in various aspects have not yet been specifically tested.

But he clearly felt that he could control the activation of his eyes' super powers at will.

Open your eyes and there will be no more danger.

He can already act like a normal person.

Thanks to Herodotus, I had an adventure this time and passed this dangerous period in one breath.

Completely transformed into a butterfly.

"I have to say, this is a surprise." He thought to himself.

At this moment.

Li Qing discovered that he could not only sense the waves around him, but also be able to leave his body.

After his soul leaves his body, his soul's eyes also have the ability to "awaken" living things.

At the last moment, Li Qing's soul left his body and tried to look at Herodotus with his eyes to see if he could save Herodotus after awakening his new power.

But it's a pity.

He still disappeared between heaven and earth.

However, Li Qing had a strange feeling.

I still sensed the existence of Herodotus secretly. When I switched to Herodotus's perspective, I found that it was a perspective from a high altitude.

After his death, Herodotus's consciousness turned into a gust of wind, wandering throughout the crystal wall.

He even passed through the glass, from the first elf room to the living room, then to the second abyss world, and then to the laboratory in front of him.

Just wandering around in his sealed laboratory, like an earthbinder.

At first, Li Qing thought he had become a soul.

But later, I gradually discovered that his soul had no consciousness at all, it was just wandering around at will, without self, like a mess of soul and consciousness garbage.

"If he wasn't saved, he would probably still be dead."

Li Qing sighed deeply in his heart.

"Yes, it is almost impossible to have a miracle. It is natural that it does not succeed."

"When he was alive, he almost lost himself. In order to survive, he swallowed the seventeen trillion remaining souls of the entire civilization and swallowed the will of more than six thousand gods. He was already a collection of countless consciousnesses and was facing collapse. "

"He no longer has a self. At this moment, an old cemetery has become a chaotic consciousness of the gods, floating randomly in the sky."

"Even the cemetery is inappropriate, as if this is a chaotic unconscious monster, the remnants of the old civilization in the void, the evil of chaos."

This wandering soul of integrated consciousness floats and condenses in mid-air.

Although the specific cause is not known, it may be able to replace the role of the camera.

As long as he switches to the perspective of this "zombie family", he can become this wind and observe the earth.

After all, after what happened before me, the camera is no longer suitable for continued use.

But whether or not there are cameras is a trivial matter. Nowadays, there are many alternative ways to monitor the earth.

"Hey, I still didn't survive."

Li Qing suddenly sighed.

An Attabia built the Tower of Babel in an attempt to become a giant and slept in a tree forever.

A Herodotus became the ultimate creature and tried to possess a crystal core, floating in the sky.

But he also knows that he should adapt to this. He is a leader and witness of civilization.

Civilizations will always change and heroes will die. Heroes of the era that cannot be retained will eventually be unable to be retained.

The earth's civilization has a history of five thousand years, and it has also grown through the changes of dynasties. The civilization that gave birth to mankind has also seen many outstanding figures disappear in history.

But now, it's just a laboratory world.

What about the future?

In the laboratory sandboxes, the more worlds you create, the more prosperous your civilization will be, and the more things you will encounter.

"Finally relaxed!"

Li Qing stood up and walked out of the door.

He suddenly felt a little empty and relaxed in his heart.

In the rest of my life, I finally no longer have to close my eyes.

"This world is so beautiful."

Li Qing's eyesight is unprecedented.

Looking at the stars at that night, the vast night sky seemed like a Milky Way hanging in the sky.

The bright moon is in the sky and the stars are shining brightly.

I can finally use my eyes without restraint.

"Perhaps, the state that Herodotus was in at that time, breaking the shackles and being chained to thirty-three times the number, and dying quickly in the state of enlightenment, may be called the door of truth."

"Seeing the truth will lead to life and death."

"But ordinary people cannot open the door to truth."

Because most ordinary people cannot break through the confinement of consciousness and reach a speed above thirty-three times.

Even if it could be done and ordinary people could speed up their lives, it would still be impossible for ordinary people to have the achievements of Herodotus and break through several realm milestones in one go.

Secondly.

Entering the Gate of Truth, the speed is too fast and the consumption is too terrifying. Without enough soul supply, you will die in an instant.

Herodotus only managed to reach that point by consuming the 17 trillion stored souls accumulated by the entire civilization from generation to generation, and even eating more than 6,000 gods.

Otherwise, if he enters the door of truth, he may die in just a few dozen breaths by himself.

"Even if the conditions are so harsh, the experience of this seemingly miraculous man is not completely unrepeatable."

"Belief."

Li Qing's expression showed a trace of sigh,

"Let all living beings sincerely believe in you and worship you. Their souls after death will accumulate in this world to a certain extent. You will be able to break through the limit of thirty-three and accept the blessings of the wandering souls of the times and help you." Open the door to truth.”

Of course this is not easy to do.

The entire civilization must worship you and not hate you, and you cannot be a tyrant.

"But even so, it must accumulate souls. Every once in a while, this civilization will have the opportunity to open the door to truth and have a civilization explosion."

Time flies.

Three days have passed, and in the laboratory, at a normal speed of ten to one, thirty days have passed in the blink of an eye.

The new God King is alone in the World Tree, trying his best to restore the vitality of the World Tree, and taking the opportunity to renew the structure of the World Tree for the second time.

The seven thousand gods no longer live on the World Tree, but have fallen into the earth. As mortals with ordinary wisdom, they continue to do their favorite research and enjoy their old age.

They formed a great council on the earth.

On the earth, a new generation of people began to recover.

The ancient elven trees began to give birth to a large number of elven fruits, and the human castle once again began to give birth to new human children.

The Battle of the Abyss has also been re-sung by a new generation.

History gradually turns into myth.

The people in this era have become less monotonous. After this major reshuffle, the aging gods have become mortals and have begun to explore other interesting areas on the ground to enjoy their old age.

They stayed anonymous, working as nameless bosses in the tavern, bragging about their past with some human children.

Some became travelers and wandered the earth.

On the ground, their legends gradually spread.

The original tribal era was very primitive and crude, but now various professions have mushroomed under their leadership, including blacksmiths, winemakers, bards, teachers, and scholars.

During the war, the human archmage and the elf guardian became widely known for protecting their tribesmen from retreating, and were gradually praised by the world as heroes on the earth.

They became the kings of their own races, and established the Elf Magic Academy and the Human Knight Academy respectively for their own races.

A large number of children of the new generation have opened up various magical schools, martial arts weapon schools, and continue to improve this force.

Dang, Dang, Dang!

Above the World Tree, church bell towers echo.

The pope came, with a dozen red priests standing on both sides, and the atmosphere was solemn and solemn.

Minnis, to take the throne again.

In a magnificent palace.

"Lord, thank you for guiding us to open the door, see the truth, and open up several eras in succession!"

"May your love spread throughout the sky, and may everyone honor your name as light!"

The sound suddenly and sharply broke through the sky, and the ancient bells and pious divine music resounded throughout the World Tree.

“Thy kingdom come!!”

“Your will be done on earth as it is in heaven!!”

Crash.

The shock and impact brought by the vast and sacred and solemn sound was so great that later the people in the city under the World Tree were so frightened that they knelt down one after another.

"May your name be resounding on earth! May your glory be revealed in heaven!!"

"May the crown you bestow upon me and my own courage carry my due mission and be with the dawn that is about to rise!"

The holy dragon put the crown on him with his own hands, and they began to continue to recite the teachings and praise the God of light who created them and gave life.

Tap tap tap.

The newly appointed Elf God King slowly ascended the throne.

"I am the only one left to walk through history. I am so lonely."

This great divine king seems to be heading towards eternity, sitting quietly on the top of the divine tree.

He holds a scepter in his hand, holds the Elven Code of Laws, wears a crown of thorns and six thorns, and a brilliant cracked ruby ​​on his forehead.

The magnificent color of the gemstone on his forehead seems to be overlooking the civilization era he ruled below.

This powerful monarch with handsome appearance and clear eyes gives people the feeling of depression and vicissitudes of an old man, and there is an unconscious emotion in his heart:

"The talents and wisdom of the two of them far exceed mine, but they have passed away one by one in the era, but I, a mediocre person, have always been there."