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"The gods of Euleri, I am the'giant' Ebis Kalsa from another world. The two worlds collide and the rules are turbulent. You should know better than me that your world is on the verge of extinction."

There is no extra emotion in Ebis's eyes, he is very clear that now Euler, and even the wandering gods outside Euler, are watching him in their own way.

His voice was so heavy that it was almost vague, but the emotions conveyed in his words echoed clearly on the heads of every adventurer and even the gods present:

"Your world is unsaved. Whether it is you or your dependents, or even another world that is now colliding with your world, it is destined to become something hidden behind the scenes.

You have no way to escape, the abyss ahead, the **** behind you, but I give you a chance...

As the incarnation of the rules, you have been in contact with another world more than once, so you should be able to feel that the strangeness in me is very similar to the strangeness that emanates from that world, but it is completely different.

To reiterate again, we are aliens, a wanderer outside of the world that you cannot resist. Our ultimate goal is to leave enough existence for our own world on the basis of ensuring the continuity of civilization. trace.

For this reason, everything that will hinder our goal is the object that will be destroyed by us.

You are very lucky. At the beginning, our hometown did not have any right to choose, and it turned into dust dissipated in the universe, but your world is very tenacious, and you are still working hard to avoid being swallowed up.

But... you should have discovered that it is too late. Everything has become settled. As the rules of the world, no one can escape this ending, but you have choices. "

Ebis' head was slightly lowered, as if looking down at sentient beings from a high altitude, and he issued an indifferent declaration from his mouth:

"In the name of our lord, I will give you the only chance to choose, either to abandon the majority, integrate your own strength with us, and become the navigator on this turbulent ship of civilization.

Or, I will clear you out of the lower realm, so that you lose the initiative and emotions. In those countless long nights, quietly watching the world destroy, and you will become the one who is destroyed, just like our home planet. , Become His food. "

"Your strength can't kill all of us."

There was an old voice from the Tower of Babel, and Lin Anlan frowned slightly in the distance. This voice and its source should be the voice of the **** Kronos who claimed to be the first **** to reach the lower realm.

He glanced at Ebis, everything was still being planned.

Ebis was not shaken by Kronos' voice, but said slowly as if to explain a fact:

"Who cares? You have limited your own strength, allowing me to face you with a full victory. You who have lost the opportunity, under the suppression of the'world,' it is not that you can't make a counterattack, but..."

Ebis’s cold face was full of cold solemnity: "Guess, how many gods can I send back to the heavens before you completely unblock the power and kill me?"

His huge forefoot slowly lifted up, with the agility that didn't look like a giant at all, pointing and pointing:

"You, you, you, you, you, and you... You can try it out. Who will be the first to take action, then be killed by me and repatriated to the heavens. Is any of you willing to be the brave man?

In other words, can any of you guarantee that you will never become one of the hapless ones who were killed by me? "

Eulerie fell into a weird state for a while.

The meteor swarms in the sky cannot penetrate the "world" supported by Ebis at all.

What he said was indeed correct. He first unfolded his power as a demigod. It was a bit more awkward. All the gods present, including the families of Euleri, could become his targets.

No one wants to try whether what Ebis said is true or not, and the gods are the same.

The vast majority of them are tired of the heavens, and even now, in that terrifying world (the Great World of the Catacombs), they are constantly approaching the world they are in, and they are even more reluctant to be sent back to the heavens.

Because this means that they not only have to face the sorrow of emotional suppression and lack of personality, but also bear the pressure from the terrifying world all the time.

It will drive them crazy and make them actively choose to abandon their own intellect and become an "absolutely qualified" substitute for world rules.

This is not what they want.

"So, make a choice, or do you want to bet?"

There was a sigh in the Tower of Babel, and in an instant, Ebis felt that the sight of the ubiquitous **** had disappeared.

The old man who thought he looked quite elderly floated slowly out of the Tower of Babel, and looked at Ebis in the sky:

"What do you want us to do?"

"First of all, don't use your power to resist the invasion of our power."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a melodious singing in the air, and the originally controllable apocalypse virus expanded like crazy.

The gods silently accepted the invasion of this anomalous force, but they soon discovered that the invasion of this force had reached the midway point and stopped.

The atmosphere in the air became a little tense, Lin Anlan suddenly appeared on Ebis's shoulder, quietly looking at the gods:

"The time has not yet come, my power has been rooted in your body, but if you assimilate you now, what we have to face next is the instant collapse of your world.

First complete the shuffling of the family members, let them become players first, and then the gods will enter the dungeon with me and lure the dungeon to runaway.

To consume the war potential of the dungeon as quickly as possible, and to assimilate them, and then gradually merge the gods, our purpose is to preserve the last power of the two worlds and strengthen the future. "

Lin Anlan turned to look at Kronos, who stood up on behalf of the gods, with a chuckle on her face: "Then what do you think, Lord Kronos?"

"Huh, the kid of the family of Hestia, I should have guessed that someone like you who joins the dungeon inexplicably has no past history but has special powers has a problem."

Looking at Lin Anlan, Kronos had a little entanglement on his face, and he didn't know that this kid from the family of Hestia was such a dangerous person that he would lose everything if he accidentally took it. .

Fortunately, things weren't as bad as he thought. At least now, this alien named Lin Anlan is still in a state of being able to communicate.

He remembered what Hestia had said to himself some time ago, and finally sighed--

That's it.