Be the main god from fate

Chapter 256 Creator of the Book of Fate

The magma inside the earth is turned into energy, and the planetary engine has actually undergone some improvements before. The earth, which has the knowledge of all mankind, has surpassed any existence in human history in terms of scientific research level.

As a steady stream of magma turns into energy and enters the planetary engine, a thrust behind the earth pushes the earth towards Masok.

The reason why the earth wants to sprint to Marsok is actually because of the main task automatically issued by the system.

In the previous few updates, Su Ran had already set up a task system that automatically collected and released tasks. The tasks that appeared in the task system were randomly refreshed.

This time, the random missions in the mission system coincidentally have a certain relationship with Masok.

"Main mission: Investigate the truth about the pure white light domain."

Although I don't know what happened to the pure white place, but since it was made by Masok, it must have something to do with Masok.

As long as he catches that person, he may be able to get relevant news.

While Wandering Earth and Masok were in a stalemate with each other there, the trial space team and Yun Mengze's team on the other side chose to deal with the shadows first.

With the addition of these two groups of people, the number of deaths of the shadow rapidly increased, but as time passed, everyone present also understood one thing, the shadow itself could be resurrected infinitely.

Seeing the infinitely resurrected shadow in front of him, a girl named Ying in Yun Mengze's team finally couldn't help but try to use the rules.

Although the use of rules in this world will cause a lot of consumption due to unclear reasons, but now I can't take care of the consumption.

Just when she was about to forcefully use the rules, a pair of hands suddenly rested on Yingying's shoulders.

Looking at the owner of these hands, Ying's expression froze slightly. What does this guy want to do?
"In a short period of time, I will temporarily transfer my power to you. With your current energy, it is estimated that it will be difficult to condense the rules that can kill that shadow."

As the voice sounded, Yingying nodded silently. What the cat said was true. With his current energy, it would be difficult to condense even the lowest rules.

My body is still in the Lost Corridor of Yunmengze, and this time I came out in the form of a clone. The number of my clones is not only this one, and the little energy left in the first place has been reduced again, because the number of clones The reason is that there are too many, and the energy that Firefly can use is too little.

However, if it is outside this world, Hotaru can still compile the rules, but it is not clear what is going on in this world, and there is such a bumpy suppression.

This kind of suppression is very troublesome. The strength of the planetary level that I still have at least is now compressed to the level of the city.

The rules of this world are very rough. Other things can destroy the planet. In this world, I don't know why. Now it can't even sink a continent.

The rough rules have not actually existed in this world for long, and it is not only these outsiders who are suppressed, but the life of this world itself is also suppressed.

Regardless of Nero or Tamamo Mae, the destructive power they can now cause is much lower than the original destructive power.

At this moment, on the outside of this world, a man in a robe quietly watched everything happening in this world.

The robe is intertwined with black and white, and countless lines are entangled to form a shape that cannot be described in words. That shape is the answer to all things and the ultimate of all things.

But even if they know that shape, it doesn't do anything. Ordinary people have no way to control that shape, analyze that shape, and gain power through that shape.

In this area of ​​the world, there is only one force that is qualified to control this power, and that is the hall of truth, the holy place of learning, and the source of ten thousand dao.

The man standing outside the world stared blankly at Masok inside the world, frowning slightly at this moment.

This guy was one of the few who managed to irritate himself.

When was the last time you were angry with yourself?
It seems to be from Xuan Qi's era...

But at that time, my anger was not so complete. At most, one clone was destroyed at that time, but now it is completely different.

That force called the Space-Time Administration dared to use the Book of Fate in this way, which was blaspheming, blaspheming the perfect existence it had created.

The Book of Fate is one of the few works I am most satisfied with. In order to protect this work, I even created a race to protect the Book of Fate.

Hehe, if it wasn't for what the Space-Time Administration did this time and it had already been heard in my ears, I guess I still don't know what happened.

Most of the nearly perfect race that I created was wiped out, and my most perfect artistic crystallization, the Book of Fate, was deprived of it.

Now I am very angry, this time the anger has even surpassed that of Xuan Qi.

How dare these guys?
How dare these guys desecrate their most perfect work like this? I feel like I'm about to bleed from anger.

Is the Book of Destiny used like that? It's used as a strategy and a cannon to destroy the world. Those guys haven't brought out the true value of the Book of Destiny at all.

If the force called the Space-Time Administration perfectly releases the true power of the Book of Destiny, I might be able to leave a spark of fire for this force.

But looking at it now, it is obviously impossible. Using the Book of Destiny as a world extinction cannon is a usage that I can't even imagine.

This usage is equivalent to choosing not to pull the trigger of a pistol with a loaded bullet and safety, but to disassemble the bullet to take out the gunpowder in the bullet, and use the grains of gunpowder in the bullet to hit people.

If the energy I left behind in the Book of Destiny was really used to destroy the world, the minimum number of worlds that would be destroyed would exceed the limit of scientific notation in this world, but the power I left behind was not used for it. Destroy the world.

Now this man outside the world has very complicated emotions in his heart, almost as if the treasures of heaven and earth, which have been raised for hundreds of years and put a lot of effort into it, have been raped by a pig.

This feeling is equivalent to a beggar who knows nothing about music playing the most expensive piano in the world and breaking the strings. This kind of aggrieved feeling makes me want to commit suicide.

That force called the Space-Time Administration must die, how dare it use its perfect art like this.

No, one death is not enough, I have to let the members of the Space-Time Management Bureau continue to cycle through the process of death.

(End of this chapter)