"But, why did he appear?"
She began to follow this ancient existence, climbing the stairs far away. Excited blood flowed in her veins, and the madness of scientific research in her bones urged her to explore the truth.
"Just destroying the world? Or triggering some special condition? "
"Obviously, the other gods, the gods that care for humans, are just powerful ancient people or living beings. Only the three great ancient gods are the true gods."
"They are not living beings without parents, born and raised by the earth … They are a more Gao Wei creature that transcends the consciousness of living beings."
"They cannot be looked at directly, they cannot be described, they are a terrifying level of unknown."
"They are part of the 'celestial phenomenon', a natural phenomenon that will only appear when special conditions are triggered, like lightning on a thunderstorm, or mirage on a foggy day …" She began to try to understand.
She began to try to understand. "Of course, perhaps I was wrong when I tried to understand it. That is the fundamental existence of the universe. It cannot be described and cannot be understood by the consciousness of living beings. Trying to understand it will only drive one crazy."
"Maybe, as described in the murals, there is no fixed shape at all."
According to the creation myth of the ancient slate, with him, there is life.
That is an eternal existence of chaos and the unknown, he appeared before human life, and even before all life.
Entrenched in the deepest part of the deep universe, as a part of the concept of the universe, he is as deep, cold, and undetectable as the universe itself, like a twisted fog.
…
…
Tap tap tap.
The earth shook.
Fu Qingjun walked up to the second floor step by step, ignoring Professor Nasica. He was speechless. Is this person a stalker?
He continued to go up.
"How long has it been? This residential building seems to have been in disrepair for a long time. It is weathered beyond recognition, just like the desk before, broken. "
"This is terrible."
"Other people strengthen doomsday shelters, but they have it easy."
Fu Qingjun was a very practical person, studying the daily life of a household, rice, oil, and salt.
"But I can see that it is a high-quality building. Usually, there is a risk of collapse." He looked relaxed, sorting out his thoughts, and walked up the stairs, as calm as a student walking home.
Collapsing was not a joke!
These humanoid muscular ants continuously dug through the earth, excavating the ancient mineral veins underground — steel bars.
Civilization continued to improve, and many nobles, witches, and Knight even built slave districts and started mining. Those miners lived in abyss of suffering and darkness.
The underground mineral veins were continuously mined, and the steel bars were gone …
Now that he was constantly developing, he could finally enter this world of ruins with his' true body 'and truly step into his own sandbox Transcendent civilization, he was naturally overjoyed.
After all, it was very uncomfortable to look at each other through the tunnel.
Only when one truly came to this world of modified residential buildings and looked down at the endless exquisite buildings, the wizard tower, with the body of a real human, did one realize how magnificent it was.
This was a transcendent kingdom!
It is also my personal doomsday shelter, the Camp of the Survivors.
However, other people's survivor camps take in a bunch of survivors … while I have a crazy large population, taking in a bunch of non-humans, and I'm still creating a civilization …
More importantly, it had already been more than half a month since the apocalypse, and they had yet to encounter a living person …
But it was normal, it was obviously a radiation evacuation zone.
"I remember at that time, I told Yudura to take care of my mobile phone like it was a prehistoric ancient artifact … she was very careful! Some time ago, she even took out my mobile phone and gave it to those temporary transmigrators to study. "
"Although, I heard that they dismantled the mobile phone, it shouldn't be my mobile phone."
Fu Qingjun kept going up the stairs, and every time he went up, he entered a suite.
Blood flowed everywhere.
It was as if a massacre had just happened, the walls and ceiling were splashed with delicate flowers of blood.
He found that most of the people were dead, and there were almost no survivors. The war between gods and demons was extremely tragic, and it only ended when the last person was killed.
"God!"
The only survivors were actually the witches who had won in this land, and they looked at the sky in horror.
Some devout believers began to pray, kneeling in the blood.
Fu Qingjun inhaled the souls, ignored the survivors' cries, and continued to leave, neat and tidy.
This huge death also brought him unimaginably huge souls.
"Hundreds of millions of people died less than ten thousand, is this Grace's great cleansing plan? Get rid of the entire world of low-level people, and the earth will finally welcome the baptism of god's blood and be reborn. "
Fu Qingjun walked in the pool of blood, still a little silent.
Even the Queen Ants and the Empress, who treated human lives as grass and used the reproduction of their nests as tools, could not be as ruthless as her.
"But I won't say anything, I'm only responsible for giving life, and I don't need to interfere with the development of the times, I just hope that her decision is right."
Fu Qingjun continued to go up another floor.
…
The ground was bright red.
It was quiet in the darkness.
The blood had even begun to solidify on the broken slate ground.
Mo Ganna stumbled, stained with blood, and looked at the dozens of newly erected graves in front of her, the soil of the graves was dyed bright red.
But there was no clean soil as far as her eyes could see.
"Nassar Witch Knight – Nathir's Tomb."
She carved the last tombstone one by one and set it up carefully.
Some of the corpses of her brothers and sisters could not even be found, so she could only temporarily build tombstones like this, but Mo Ganna was already very satisfied. Most of the creatures on this land did not have graves, and their corpses were exposed in the wilderness, uncleaned.
She came to the forefront of this group of tombs.
"Nassar Witch Knight – Li Yi's Tomb."
Two of them were not in this world's sorcerer language, square and somewhat complicated.
Standing in front of the tombstone, she still remembered the back at the last moment, the muscular witch holding the two staffs high, interrogating the enemy with a burning determination in her eyes.
"Muscles weigh bones but not the weight, why should the night rain in the pugilistic world stop?"
He smashed down two giant staffs, turning them into raindrops, and roared unyieldingly!
In her gradually blurred consciousness, Mo Ganna gently stroked the tombstone and said affectionately, "You always say that you are a mortal, but you are our hero."
She seemed to see herself when she was a child, listening to the obsessed man saying, "The pugilistic world is gone, the frontline is in danger, the world is in deep trouble, no one can save it …"
"What is the pugilistic world?" She asked in a childish voice.
She did not get an answer at that time.
Now she still did not know the answer.
In the gradually blurred consciousness, she seemed to hear footsteps approaching, and the familiar and gentle figure showed a smiling face, leaning over her ear again to whisper the pugilistic world's annotations.
She was in a trance, tears gushing out, falling in a trance in front of the tombstones of her family, holding the graves of her family members to sleep, was already the happiest thing in this era full of darkness and despair.
Thud!
Thud!
Suddenly, the earth shook.
She saw a towering black fog in the distance slowly approaching, and the endless sweep turned everything in the world into a colorful vortex, and she was gradually sucked into it.
She saw the iconic black pillar in the myth, but she was inexplicably not surprised, and even looked a little relieved.
"Praise God." She uttered her last words.
"Praise Amiro, the creator of all things … the origin of life, and the place where the soul returns." Her breath completely disappeared, but her eyes were filled with a free and beautiful smile.
…
"I've never been a god …" Fu Qingjun laughed, and continued to walk, going up another level.
"I'm just an ordinary person returning to my hometown, walking in the residential building where I used to live. But if it can comfort you, it's worth it to see you off."
Li Yi's corpse?
This was not the only scene, there were people wailing everywhere.
"I'm about to reach the king's city … but the era ended again. Compared to Gatha's time, I almost did not participate in the advancement of civilization."
"Because of the world tunnel, it was difficult to come before. Just wandering the land, secretly injecting all the witches, exhausted me."
Going against the escape route, Fu Qingjun kept going up the stairs, entering one room after another and sweeping.
But the destruction of this Mythological Era, the heroes in the dark forbidden area that never came, were still touching and sad.
"The king's city is the core battlefield, most of the souls return to silence and settle there."
He vaguely felt that he had already transformed for the third time, but his entire mind was empty. A strong sense of hunger emerged, and he needed to replenish his energy.
But he was not in a hurry. He first went around a palace, and in his room, he found his phone. The screen was no longer lit, but it did not matter, he found the charger.
Roland glanced around the room, shook his head, and left the room where Eudora had risen to power and where he had stayed for seventeen years in the Witch Kingdom. After lamenting that it had changed beyond recognition, he continued to step onto the next floor.
Naas Kingdom.
The ground was a mess, covered in blood.
After those time travelers left, an unimaginable war took place here. This was the most important main battlefield of the entire civilization … the curtain fell here.
The threat that Professor Nasica and the others faced during their escape was only a small army!
The corpses on the ground were charred black.
Countless black-winged angels detained the remaining angels, and the witches knelt and covered their faces, crying.
Cries of pain, mixed with wails, spread across the land.
And in the center of the broken palace, Grace and Yudura felt something at the same time.
It was a huge aura of a creature, as vast as the world. Even across the distance of several world walls, they could still feel the scorching heat and unparalleled pressure from "it".
"What is this?"
As the fourth Divine Realm, they were even more sensitive, and felt something even more deeply.
It was a huge and dazzling ball of lightning, like an evil existence formed by the brain matter of countless deep-sea animals. It was difficult to understand, and emitted tiny thoughts that were like evil curses. Those thoughts collided with each other all the time, deep and chaotic. If one looked at it for too long, or thought about it for too long, one would fall into madness.
But there was also an indescribable intimacy, as if it was the origin of life in the entire world, and in a distant era, one had obtained life from "it" …
That contradictory and deep chaotic aura was inexplicably tempting and terrifying, making one want to explore the essence of "its" rules by constantly approaching the edge.
"What … is this?" Grace was completely shocked. She suddenly raised her head in the palace, "A … mysterious creature from outside the world??"
In the next second, she kept trying to use her spiritual power to get closer, trying in vain to understand the huge ball of lightning sparks that was slowly approaching, separated by countless world walls.
Boom … Rumble!!!
Her spiritual tentacles approached in an instant.
That huge amount of information and thought data rushed over in thousands, like being stained with an unknown black liquid, rolling and drowning her thoughts.
Grace violently spat out a mouthful of blood.
"What kind of magnificent unknown existence is this!"
"Even if I just try to understand the consciousness of the superficial cortex, that information is crazily hitting my brain!"
"This current frenzied flow of consciousness! It's even more frenzied than the process of ten thousand witches working together to deduce a forbidden witchcraft! It's like tens of thousands of powerful souls colliding with each other! It's like ten thousand thinking nerves are interconnecting! … What kind of unknown deduction is going on in the sea of consciousness of this God?! "
Tap tap tap.
The stairs stopped, entered the door, turned the corner, and entered the living room.
Fu Qingjun kept absorbing along the way, and finally stepped into the ancient living room, the capital of the Witch King, thinking in his heart.
"It's getting late, it's already dusk. I need to replenish the spirit of this realm, and go back to the cafeteria early for dinner … I wonder what the gang cafeteria is having tonight?"
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