my universe in a bottle.

The times are changing rapidly.

The devil completely spread out.

This is a golden age of gold rush, and it is also an age of bloody demons.

There is hardly a life with a normal flow rate on the earth, all of them are at 33 times the speed, and the people have been implanted with magic cores to squeeze their life force.
Even, some wizards have developed a new second-generation magic core technology.

"This is the magic core regeneration technology. Once a demon slave implanted with a magic core gives birth to a child, the magic core of his own brain splits a crystal seed and enters the baby."

"That's really great. In the future, we don't need to implant crystal seeds one by one. We are born as slaves with crystal nuclei in our heads! And we have no potential anymore. We were born as pariahs who bred crystal nuclei for us."

"They can't deduct it yet, if they deduct it, they will die!"

"This technology was invented by the undead monarch Wharton! Thanks to the great monarch, it has promoted the entire golden wizard age!" A shit bowl was pressed on Wharton's forehead.

The demons of the entire land were completely cursing.

"Get out, get out!"

"Wharton, the cruelest monarch in history!"

Wharton shrank from being scolded, with a sad expression on his face.

The entire civilization has begun to break down.

It is impossible for a new strong person to be born again. Even if your aptitude is against the sky, you will only be born as a slave, sucked dry by the cancer in the brain, and become the nourishment of the nobles.

Wharton, an unprecedented wise king, became an unprecedented tyrant.

"We will never be slaves!"

Some people not only cursed, but also took the magic core out of their heads with death to show their position and never be slaves.

The people are suffering, but the high-level abyss nobles are becoming more and more luxurious.

"Wizards are a group of people who seek the truth!"

"We wizards have endless magic core treasures and unlimited combat power!"

The wizards on the earth have become the richest group of people.

"This extraordinary era may be an advancement in history, it is a bit too bloody"

Li Qing looked at that piece of land, and couldn't help sighing, "The fifth sense, the crystal nucleus realm, should have completely matured because of it."

How could things have been developing naturally?
Wharton thought that everything he had planned to promote the times turned into infamy, doing bad things with good intentions, and he faced this fate when he was dying in his later years.

Blink, another month.

But the time in the abyss is fast, and on the 33 times the land, it has been nearly three years.

In the past three years, too many changes have taken place.

The wizards rose completely, armed to the teeth, became the wealthiest group of people in the world, and even started to counterattack the elf world.

In the world of elves, the only way to survive is to stick to the natural danger—the tunnel of the world.

"It's really hateful."

"The new king is not strong in battle, but he never thought he would be so cruel and powerful."

In the great council, countless people from the elves and humans were feeling emotional.

They also don't know that a certain person has completely lost his power, and the elf world thinks that because of his decree, the entire abyss has become a demon.

Even, this technology has gradually spread to this side, and was planted in the brains of wild beasts by some humans and elves to obtain magic cores.

Although the ban was issued, it seems that sooner or later some ambitious people will be planted in the human brain and become slave demons.

"The evil disaster is sweeping, and our side may not be spared." They sighed.

"Hey, this era is getting more and more terrifying."

"Unexpectedly, the crystal nucleus, a treasure, the energy crystal nucleus condensed by life, has caused the whole world to change like this. In order to greedily obtain defective crystal nuclei, they are planted crazily!"

Today's abyss is too terrifying and powerful.

They don't have many abyss mages, but each one is too terrifying to imagine.

One man can defeat a thousand troops, even if they carry the hardest shield to resist, they will be smashed alive by a large number of their spells.

mage forts per capita.

This war has been fought for several months in the blink of an eye.

Even the front line began to collapse, a large number of cities fell, and those people were enslaved, planted with crystal nuclei, and began to be brought back to the abyss.

The human race and the elf race could only stick to the world tree at first, holding on to the last land.

"Surrender!"

"The abyss, will rule this land!"

These [-] wizards are not many in number, and they are equipped with magic core magic tools extracted from the entire common people, each of which can be called terrifying.

However, at this moment, when the base behind the abyss was empty, the infamous Monarch Wharton, who was even said to be dead, suddenly sent another message.

"My life is not long. I will open the door of truth and find a future for the devils in the world."

As soon as these words came out, those nobles of the abyss just felt that they were joking.

In the current abyss land, all living beings are grazing, spawning wildly, a batch of weeds are cut off and another batch is cultivated, and the number of dead should be enough to open the door of truth once.

However, only the dead souls of all living beings believe in you and worship you can help you open the door of truth.
Nowadays, the world is notorious, and the door of truth cannot be opened.

At first, everyone thought so, until this moment, people looked at the sky.

"What's going on, the door of truth."

"He really opened up!"

"Impossible! All sentient beings should spit!"

"Is he sure? How is it possible?? This era is like this!"

On the land of the abyss, countless powerful nobles were instantly shocked.

Perhaps they shouldn't have underestimated the man who climbed to the throne of the abyss in the first place. His cultivation aptitude is not good, but the knowledge and wisdom in his head are earth-shattering talents, otherwise they wouldn't have developed the "seed method".

"Thank you" Wharton said silently in his heart.

If it weren't for the Templar Valkyrie who secretly helped him lead some dead souls and listened to his explanation, he wouldn't be able to gain the trust of those dead souls.

"I hope you can do it." The voice was cold.

"I will do it."

Wharton sighed.

I feel that a lot of wisdom is pouring into my head, and with the assistance of countless dead souls, my thinking has broken through 33 and entered some kind of mysterious time and space.

It's just a pity that his qualifications are mediocre, and his utilization rate is really not high.

But it was enough for him to be prepared.

"I want to open up a method for this world to improve the third version of the magic core."

Crash.

He rides a bone dragon and soars in the sky, and a terrifying aura is conceived and gathered.

The old man said to the earth:

"I want to prevent the demons who have been planted with the demon core from being completely drained of their potential. Although there are side effects, they can still practice barely. This is also to open up a glimmer of hope for you."

"And the magic core in the brain can barely be used by you, so it won't completely become a cancer."

He opened his mouth to the entire abyss.

"This method is called the magic core meditation method."

Since the greed of the capitalists cannot be changed, it is necessary to change the exploited people at the bottom.

Let the capitalists hang the ropes on the street lamps and hand them over to them, let the demons resist, and the forces of both sides will be balanced. Perhaps that era is the most perfect era.

He was already old, and he was about to die after opening the door of truth. He shouted to the world: "The time is here, demons, get rid of slavery and pursue freedom!"

The word freedom has surrounded this land for a long time.

In all the abyss cities, a slave parent walked out of the street with the child in his arms, and looked at the sky silently: "It turns out that we have misunderstood him all along."

In the distant palace, six apprentices fell to their knees, weeping uncontrollably.

In the seven years of the Abyss, the first king of the mortal age, Wharton, was like a flash in the pan during his reign. He fell to open the door of truth, and at the same time opened the prelude to a great true golden age!