1053 What the hell is this?
The God of Destruction.
The players secretly looked at each other. They naturally knew what this represented in the universe.
They had already guessed it.
The God of creation represented the budding concept of the universeâs rebirth and prosperity, while the God of Destruction represented the destruction of the universe and the concept of a broken natural disaster.
Earthquakes, natural disasters, super-small-scale explosions, the creation of black holes, these natural disasters continued to occur everywhere ...
These were all the possibilities that they had guessed before.
It finally appeared?
How long has it been?
Also, why is the God of Destruction looking for us? We arenât the God of Destructionâs Army. We are the righteous giant of light, the righteous guardians of the God of creation. We reside in the dimensional courtyard, maintain the order of the world, and suppress all kinds of evil natural disasters.
Could it be that they are going to sacrifice us, like the Ancient Ones, to offer us, innocent and kind boys and girls, to the river god?
All the players looked at the venerable sovereign sitting in the Samsara Palace uneasily.
Xu Zhi sat on the emperorâs throne and said, â you will know everything when you go. However, be careful and donât reveal too much information.
âYes!â
âYes!â
âThank you, venerable sovereign!â
None of the players dared to make a sound.
In the past, the venerable sovereign was a big Shot who had even beaten up di Qi, Carolyn, and the three pillar gods. He could only remain silent and obey everything unconditionally.
âBring them over.â
The venerable sovereignâs fingertips knocked on the armrest. He was very satisfied with these guys who had been submissive to him, bowing and nodding their heads. They finally understood what it meant to be respectful and not ask for reasons. They were the perfect tools.
However, it was also because Carolyn, di Qi, and the others had beaten them so many times that they couldnât even breathe, that they didnât dare to make a sound.
Such a situation was probably due to the grinding of the edges and corners of time.
Meng Po and the others led them away. They quickly walked for a while under the gloomy dark sky, took a detour around the yellow Springs Road, and entered the ghost city of Fengdu. They landed in front of an arcade machine.
âWhat?â
âYou want us to play arcade games? But I havenât played arcade games in hell for a long time.â
I donât know why, but letâs relax. Donât be too tense. Itâll only be chewy when weâre going to be sacrifices. Someone warned the crowd with a solemn expression.
They walked out of the Samsara Palace and started to talk. Then, they saw a different arcade machine. It was made of mechanical materials and shone with a silver light. It looked very sci-fi.
âPlease,â he said. Meng Po rarely said such honorifics.
The few of them looked at each other, then silently connected the equipment and entered the game. When they saw the game name of â the court of Quietus â, they found it strange. However, the familiar warm ocean and the darkness of being immersed in it gave them goosebumps.
âThereâs a spore evolution port here?â
so, itâs not us who are favored by the mysterious existence? â
To be honest, he almost couldnât react at this moment.
Screenshots.
Screenshots.
One by one, the pictures were sent out.
This time, their hearts were really touched. They had thought that they were the chosen ones and that they were unique.
After all, everyone thought so. There was also the pride of the Huaxia Buddhist and Taoist civilization system, which was unique in the universe. Who knew that someone would suddenly tell him that they were mediocre from the beginning and not the best ...
This was a little uncomfortable.
Ignoring the heated comments that had already erupted on the internet, the leading Asura Dao warrior stopped joking and said in a low voice, â brothers, stop fooling around. Letâs play out our lives and see whatâs going on.
Whoosh.
âWhat is this?â
âFloating to the shore, they are ...â He was completely shocked. The dimensional courtyard of the God of creation was completely different!
It wasnât that they were different. They understood the layout better than anyone else. The big tree in front of the courtyard, the wooden chair in front of the courtyard, the hoe, the mottled walls of the four corners of the courtyard, and how many patterns there were. They remembered all of them clearly. After all, they had studied every detail in the past in order to get the divine weapon of the God of creation.
similar, but different.
An Asura Dao player turned into a tree and walked out. He looked at the land and said in surprise, â âBrothers, did you notice? This place looks like a dilapidated dimensional courtyard of the creator Goddess of Creation!â
It was as if they had discovered a new continent!
They were even more aware that once this news spread on the internet, it would cause a huge storm!
In another dimensional courtyard.
The creatures in the courtyard were too similar.
However, they were all seriously evolving life forms. Although the atmosphere was full of vitality, there was no sense of âvitalityâ that was unique to them.
âWait, didnât you say ... The God of Destruction?â Only then did everyone remember the beginning. Wasnât this related to the God of Destruction? how did they end up in the dimensional courtyard of the God of creation?
could this be the dimensional courtyard of the God of Destruction? â Some people began to feel strange.
âNo way? The God of Destruction also created the century?â They raised their heads. this isnât the same, right? Isnât that the same as the God of creation? how can they oppose each other?â
They felt that this was too bizarre. In their previous guess, the God of Destruction represented destruction!
...
Natural disasters, man-made disasters, the collapse of stars, the cold silence of planets, the explosion of superstars ... Countless living beings were the concepts of disasters in the dark, but what was in front of them had overturned their views.
The God of Destruction also created the era, so what was the difference between the two?
However, there was still a player who had a flash of inspiration and suddenly said, â âSince thereâs no difference, could it be ... There was no God of Destruction in the first place, and the God of Destruction and the God of creation were the same person ... However, the God of Destruction was an old God of creation who would choose to destroy the world ... This mottled object in the dimensional courtyard in front of us is the evidence!â
There was no God of Destruction at all?
The same one?
As soon as he said that, all the players gasped.
It really made sense now.
âThen, we might be able to find out something.â
They were excited and wanted to study something. They looked around with curiosity ...n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
BOOM!
In the distance, a group of living beings walked over.
...
sigh, brothers, where are you from? weâre from the M78 Nebula, the country of Light Civilization. I didnât expect this game to be so special. In front of us, we randomly evolved a creature. I donât know if itâs right ... a player went over and rubbed his hands humbly and affably.
To be kind to others was to be kind to oneself.
They traveled the world and loved to make friends and do business. They called themselves traveling merchants and spent money on cultivation. After all, they usually couldnât beat each other.
To be honest, they felt that it was a win-win deal. Why did they have to fight and kill?
âAnother newcomer?â
This was a group of puppy-like animal-like animals with sharp mouths and fangs. They looked very brutal and cruel. With a fierce look on their faces, they said, â it seems like there are a lot of competitors.
As soon as he finished speaking, the other party treated him like a dead man. He couldnât be bothered to say anything more and directly pounced over with a dense group of people, wanting to surround and annihilate them.
â......â
The players did not react to the sudden attack. It was not that they were scared out of their wits, but that they had exposed their auras the moment they attacked. They were all Tier 1?
Level one, how did he do it?
With such a terrifying rate of evolution, there was no chance for one to cultivate it.
They didnât have time to be suspicious. They wanted to try to negotiate and avoid conflict with the other party. This place was too mysterious, and they really didnât want to cause trouble. They wanted to survive first, but the Mad Dogs jumped over one after another and fought with their tree population.
Really?
They were instantly enraged.
You can even fight in the dimensional courtyard? How warlike are you? Everyone played games together in the courtyard, and they met each other often.
Besides, itâs fine if you bully us outside. We canât beat you outside, so we have to be submissive, just like the venerable sovereign just now. But you also bully us here? Do you really think weâre stinky little brothers, pushovers that you can pinch as you please?
âYouâre courting death!â
One by one, the vegetable players were completely enraged and shouted, â f * ck, I canât take it anymore! If youâre a yes-man in reality, do you think we wonât dare to attack you on the internet? Attack, get into formation! Letâs get rid of this guy first!â
â.... These guys actually think that this is a real game.â The sharp-mouthed and fanged puppy licked its bright red lips and sneered. It was obviously a newbie. If it were to boast, would it rely on these strange plants with legs?
BOOM!
The vicious dogs jumped around quickly and bit the treants one by one, tearing them apart.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
âItâs useless! âYou little brothers donât know how powerful we are ...â First rank? Thatâs so laughable!â The Treemen ran together, their roots entangled with each other, and their vines organized.
look at our combined form-the macho Man form!
A tall brother with green muscles put on a muscular posture, flexed his biceps, and showed his dark green teeth.
â......â
This vicious dog clan didnât seem to be in a good mood. They felt a little flirtatious.
âSecret technique-old treeâs entwining roots!â
In an instant, it formed a huge vine tree. The vines and roots crossed together and turned into a terrifying war ent.
youâre too backward. Weâve already thoroughly studied our PvP group combat. In a group battle between low-level evolved creatures, the treants who can run are the strongest existences!
BOOM!
The tall tree man slapped a group of dogs to death with a slap, and a hint of mockery flashed past his eyes. poor stinky brother ...
âIs your knowledge of evolution so shallow? In the low-tier era where spells and bloodlines could not be used, people would only use pure melee combat, biting, claws, and trees. There was no muscle or blood at all, so there was no need to be afraid of these biting and claws ... They can even intertwine and gather together!â
âThis ... This?â
The leader of the hounds raised its head and was scared out of its wits. It looked as if it had seen a ghost. What kind of creatures were these?
âSecret technique-tree world!â
BOOM!
In the next second, the countless soft vines hanging down from the war tree wrapped around the vicious dogs. As if fishing, the lively fish struggled and were hooked into the sky.
âSecret technique-seize every opportunity.â
BOOM!
The vines swept the hounds into the sky, aiming at their angles, nostrils, eyes, mouths, and all other places, and ruthlessly hit their sharp tree crowns.
Aowuu!
Along with the screams, the crown of the ancient war tree was covered with animal carcasses, and blood was flowing.
âThis ... What the hell is this?â This vicious dog was so scared that it was dumbfounded. It led the remaining troops and ran away. itâs too disgusting. Thereâs no dignity of a strong person at all. Thereâs actually such a despicable method ...
In an era without Daoist techniques or extraordinary powers, the other partyâs fighting style was too terrifying. That creature was like a natural war machine. It was clearly an ordinary creature, but it could easily kill a group of stage one experts.
âThe other partyâs background is definitely extremely terrifying ... To have such a Well-Tempered combat technique, itâs very likely that itâs a mysterious ancient race that our ancestors came into the âcourt of Quietusâ last time!â
In his shock, he put a label on it.
He couldnât be provoked!
He definitely couldnât be provoked!
To think that the other party had pretended to be a newcomer just now. How could this be the appearance of a newcomer?
âYou want to leave? Do you know why? this is the strongest low-leveled PvP race, right? The so-called battle pressure was a very simple thing! Ask, how come the other party doesnât dare to fight you in PvP next time? It was very simple. It was to leave a serious shadow of failure on the other party, such as using shit to disgust the other party! Or beat the sh * t out of the other party!â
Pfft!
This rank-9 immortal was hung high up and ruthlessly stabbed into the tree crown.
âAh!â
Blood gushed out, and a scream was heard.
They were all annihilated.
shouting to oneâs heartâs content, a hot-blooded battle, this is the romance between men. They split up.
Ding! Ding!
They could hear the increase in level and experience. Killing monsters above their level had directly become a level 1.
âLevel? what the hell is this?â They were confused again.