A creature with a "Crystal Palace Skull" on its head.
Even Fu Qingjun could not help but ridicule it.
The head was a palace …
No, it could even be said that the head was a rough embryo.
They could use their own souls to shape all kinds of tools, palaces, towers, gates, swords …
"However, why do I feel that this race has a kind of …" Fu Qingjun's eyes were calm. "I have a terrifying guess. They are like artificial creatures created by other civilizations? Cattle and sheep raised in captivity? "
At this time, the era had developed.
They began to prey on insects, taking them as their dependents and living in the palaces in their heads.
"Wu Lu Lu Lu!"
Their palaces sounded the war horn.
The residents of the "palace tribe" began to wage war and kill each other, becoming the tools of their subordinates.
Not long after, they began to ally with each other and gathered together, forming a group of palaces. Tall buildings, houses, buildings, all had their own duties.
The whole land looked like it was thriving.
In the gorgeous and intricately patterned palaces, countless residents were waging war … but those who knew the truth felt extremely strange.
The front of the palaces looked like radishes stuck in the ground, with only their heads exposed.
"Defeat them!"
"We need to revive the ancient gods and demons and defeat these creatures under Gatha!"
"Let's defeat them first and become the leader!"
The tribes waged war against each other.
In the 17th year, Kakalba's tribe ruled the world again and began to develop their civilization.
They found that although it was safe to only expose their heads, it was very inconvenient to move. Therefore, they began to awaken another talent, Mind Mist Control.
Crack!
They began to pull their entire bodies out of the soil, using clouds to surround their bodies below their necks, leaving only their heads exposed.
It was like the palace at the top of the Cloud Mist Mountains.
Countless members of the same race gathered together, forming a palace on the "endless majestic sea of clouds," turning into a huge group of palaces that moved the sea of clouds and controlled the residents in the palace to fight. Countless insects flew out.
"My goodness, that's the remains of an invading god and demon. I've already somewhat figured out your race."
The corner of Fu Qingjun's mouth raised slightly.
"Previously, you used the god's blood to infect the creatures on Earth, turning them into your blood descendants. However, most of them still have the characteristics of Earthlings. At most, the souls in their heads become palaces, not as complete and deformed as you guys."
"You're exposed."
This was an ecological model beyond the imagination of Earthlings. An alien race born from the Grey Catcher was even more ridiculous than the movie Avatar.
That corpse controlled the common people to fight, no wonder he was so skilled.
The universe itself is rotten.
"However, perhaps your race itself is a pitiful one."
Fu Qingjun smiled. Then, he fiddled with the crystal head of a palace. He was even more certain that this material didn't seem like a living thing at all …
That kind of DNA structure, three spiral cylinders, four spiral square cylinders, was more like the construction structure of some kind of construction tool.
Boom!
Times were changing.
In a short period of twenty-seven years, the Cloud Palace Civilization was reborn.
But the second rebellion began.
Another person wanted to rebel against Kakalba, and this time, it was different. It was a genius who was rebelling.
"Why? Are they going to build their own skull palaces? "
"If we build skull palaces that are compatible with each other and then fasten them together, wouldn't our strength be multiplied?"
He created a single-story pagoda structure and tricked the other people who had just been born into this structure. Then, he cruelly killed the other members of his race and fastened their "single-story pagoda" heads onto his own head.
As the base of the pagoda, it was perfectly fastened onto his own head, like a "mortise and tenon structure" in carpentry.
He killed four people.
In an instant, the five-story pagoda was built.
This terrifying genius opened up the civilization application of the "Palace Combination Group". Every level of the pagoda was inhabited by common people, forming a huge tribal civilization.
"War!"
He raised the horn of war.
On this day, he killed the former hero Kakalba in his tribe and stood high in the clouds, shouting, "Grania, shall rule the common people!!"
He ordered all his clansmen to worship him, and he suddenly broke through from the Third Realm to the Fourth Realm.
"My race has countless ways to build palaces. I will build a five-story Tower Of Babel!! God's pious people live on it!! "Grania's expression was domineering and high-spirited.
In an instant, the civilization began to expand, and the race began to multiply.
They merged with Fu Qingjun's Calamity Explosion Army population, and their bodies became as small as ants. They enslaved even smaller insects, and their population quickly reached hundreds of millions.
At the same time, they also developed other structures.
"Your race cultivates the Gate System, which acts as the entrance to the Palace Combination Group … At the same time, it also has the ability to behead those who rebel against us!"
"Your race cultivates the Pavilion System, which is the soul structure, and specializes in spiritual soothing spells to provide our people with spiritual soothing spells in addition to cultivation."
"Your race cultivates the Document Pavilion, which contains spiritual techniques, and allows your people to learn cultivation techniques from it, achieving half the results with twice the effort …"
A world of clouds and mist appeared, as if the prelude to a mythical universe had begun.
Gates, palaces, pavilions, pagodas …
Beneath the clouds, there were humans.
They began to implement the "national system" and eliminate the "family system".
The people in their skulls were the common property of everyone.
Everyone nurtured it together, no longer a single resident's residence. Like this, they could be divided into different categories, better becoming a true construction kingdom. They each had their own responsibilities, providing for the cultivation of the common people, raising the cultivation realms of the people under them.
They began to be passionate about artistic creation, and a unique and civilized architectural style appeared, with a strange and frightening aura.
"This city shall be called Grania!"
"I want to become a god!"
Grania was full of ambition. He shed off the five-story tower above his head, using himself as the base to command the other creatures to rebuild the parts and then kill them.
When the skulls of these buildings were gathered together, they actually turned into a huge sun!
He used his head as the base of the tower and erected a bamboo pole to prop up this sun. He stood at the highest point of the Immortal Palace that was shrouded in rain and mist, illuminating the entire palace world.
This sun was known as the Heart of the Sun, Grania, which illuminated the souls of all living beings.
Grania began to become a code name. In their language, it meant the city of the Divine Palace, the lord of the universe in the sky, and the supreme meaning of the world.
In this palace of clouds, they called themselves gods. In the future, they would definitely defeat Gatha, revive the remains of the ancient gods and demons, sweep the land with the mist, restore the ancient glory of their ancestors, and conquer the endless void civilizations.
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