PS: Let's cut to the chase. Today's seventh update, 10,000 words … Send it out before 8 pm!
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From the moment they entered this underground space, nothing out of the ordinary had happened. Everything was very ordinary.
It was so ordinary that it seemed to have nothing to do with the ancient mark.
Wang Ya also looked at the two passages with a very calm heart.
This was to let people make a choice.
Whether it was an ordinary person or a transcendent, they all had the right to choose.
From the labyrinth passage outside, it could be seen that the person behind the scenes who built this underground space was very willing to let people from the outside enter this place.
No matter what the purpose was.
Just based on the test, he didn't only care about the transcendent, but gave everyone an equal chance.
Wang Ya didn't hesitate at all and directly walked to the left passage 3.
To him, wealth and status were of no use.
Because these could be taken away and would gradually disappear with the passage of time.
But knowledge was different. Knowledge would always be yours and would never be taken away.
If there was a lot of knowledge in this palace city, even if he didn't find the ancient mark, so what?
That was Wang Ya's biggest gain, which was more attractive than the ancient mark.
Wang Ya's figure gradually disappeared in the left passage.
This seemed to have caused a chain reaction.
The ground he walked on began to ring with the sound of mechanical gears turning.
After about two hours, the survivors also came here.
Looking at the two passages, they had a thoughtful look in their eyes.
In the end, they all chose the right passage at the same time.
What was the use of knowledge and history to them? It was not as good as gold and silver.
It could bring them unprecedented status and power, and it could let them reach the peak of life.
Sometimes, for different people, different races.
Perhaps reaching the peak of life of an ordinary person was the greatest luxury and desire.
For animals, having an endless supply of food to eat was everything.
After they entered the right passage.
The sound of gears turning still rang out.
But this time, the change was very obvious.
The entire right passage was blocked by stone slabs that stretched out from the ground.
Knowledge and history were selfless, they could be shared, and they were for everyone to see and choose.
It could be said that they were worthless and priceless.
But power, status, and money were different. They were narrow and could only belong to a few people, and they were firmly grasped.
They could not be shared with outsiders or with a second person.
All the passages on the right would be completely sealed when someone chose them.
As for the result of the people inside, no one knew.
There might be other exits and passages, or they might die inside.
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At this moment, in the supermarket, the remaining three survivors looked a little panicked.
Because they heard a lot of noise just now.
There was the sound of footsteps and the sound of running.
There was also the sound of creatures flapping their wings.
It was as if the monsters in the fog had gone berserk.
They didn't know what it meant, and could only pray.
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Bishop Maia walked along the streets of the town.
At this moment, he was no longer the same as he was in the past. What had changed greatly was his strength.
With his current three-meter-tall body, he could easily send a car flying with just a flick of his finger.
This was extremely terrifying.
The blue halo was like a halo, spreading rhythmically on his skin. It seemed to be endless and would last forever.
In particular, the pentagonal pattern between his eyebrows shone into the fog like a high beam.
It seemed to be able to see through everything.
"It's useless. No creature can stop me now. Even if you send more of them, they will only add a little fun to the desolation of this final victory."
Bishop Maia waved his hand gently, and a high-pressure gust of wind tore apart the mutated creatures with wings that rushed at him, turning them into a bloody mist.
At the same time, the wall of a building collapsed.
The power of his body seemed to be extraordinary. When he waved his hand, the blue halo would converge on his arm.
It was not just the power of his body, but also the power of the ancient deep sea mark between his eyebrows.
"Hahaha … You really don't give up. When I fused with the ancient mark of the future, everything was set in stone. You should have just waited for me to fuse with you."
Bishop Maia laughed arrogantly. His mouth opened so wide that it seemed to be able to swallow an adult's head.
Gills that only sea creatures would have appeared on his cheeks.
His teeth were lined up side by side, and they were unusually sharp, like a shark's.
The eyes on the back of his head glowed with a strange blue light.
He waved his hand again, and a large number of mutated creatures that were crawling at him, such as spiders and snakes, were all turned into bloody mist.
Bishop Maia's absolute power.
No matter how agile they were, they could not sneak up on Bishop Maia.
"Let me see where you are, the source of the fog."
The pentagonal pattern on Bishop Maia's forehead suddenly shone, and it shone into the distance of the fog.
"I seem to have sensed your presence. The ancient mark is in the primeval forest. Hahaha … You didn't move at all. I thought you would run away."
"How boring. Looks like the game of cat and mouse I was looking forward to is not going to happen."
Bishop Maia's tone and expression were full of arrogance.
The difference between the Ancient Imprint and the other two Ancient Imprints was that it was more alive and had its own instincts.
It even had the ability to give birth to consciousness.
It was difficult, but as long as it could infect enough life forms, especially humans, it could gain intelligence.
It was similar to using its own power to imitate others.
That was what Bishop Maia was thinking. What if the ancient seal had a mind of its own?
If the ancient mark had the ancient mark, it would probably be afraid of his current power and move away.
When that happened, he would have to spend a lot of time looking for it.
But just now, when he used the ancient mark to sense it, he found that the ancient mark was still in the primeval forest.
It did not seem to have moved at all.
Wang Ya's figure appeared in Bishop Maia's mind. He was now considering whether to kill the despicable thief or to absorb the ancient mark.
In the end, he decided to absorb the ancient mark.
"Despicable thief. Even if he has some information, he can't find the ancient mark. How pitiful …"
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