my universe in a bottle.

With a bang, the time rift suddenly opened.

With flying black hair and shaking dew, a slender and handsome man stepped out of the long river, walked slowly, and landed in this time and space.

He just hit the ground.

"kill!"

"Go!"

"Hahahaha, hit a saint with a stick!"

The entire military formation, which had been prepared for countless billions of years, was running like a gear, and suddenly the moment the opponent landed, a long-planned blow broke out.

boom!
Hit it with a stick.

Atabia's mind was slightly dizzy:
"It's really troublesome. Every time I land, it's customary to welcome me like this? I really want the saint to guard me in my concrete physical area, and help me defend a wave as soon as I land."

The saints of this era are all phantoms and have no physical form.

Therefore, when he landed, the saints could not protect him. The creatures in the 3% of the map in front of him are the real people of this universe.

But after Sap, these people didn't take the opportunity to travel through.

It seems that this sap is really just a welcome ceremony, without any practical value, the other party is standing here, watching him coldly.

Look like I am a turtle, a rascal who can't be beaten to death.

"It's really the same scene."

Atabia was a little speechless, looking at the surrounding circle, this time it was obviously the same army in full formation, and felt very disobedient.

"What happened?" He felt a strong inexplicable sense of unease.

The sage connects the heaven and the earth, and is the supreme law of the universe. He is omniscient and omnipotent in his own field, and his premonitions are extremely accurate.

And he has mastered the past, present, and future of the entire universe. This kind of premonition makes him feel that there is something that may threaten him even if he does not travel through the future again.

Anxiety arose in my heart.

Atabia frowned slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

And Herodotus next to him is not the supreme god, and he doesn't have the magic weapon to master the long river of time. He doesn't have this kind of intuition, but he is eager to try, "Are you coming again? This time, let me do it! Minis, just watch carefully .”

Minnis was silent for a while, thinking to himself: "Minnis of this era will immediately re-integrate with my fifth self, and I will be a bit stronger! If I do it again this time, I shouldn't suffer any more."

He felt that he had been careless before.

The opponent didn't talk about martial arts, and was attacked by a wave of sneak attacks, which led to his defeat. If he fought head-on, he shouldn't lose.

"I shouldn't need to say more, you have looked for me in history." Volga moved calmly and slowly, stood up and looked at the saint above his head, "Why don't I go to your side, I don't think I need to explain it ?”

"I'll fight you!" Herodotus walked out directly, this time he didn't even hide, and went directly to the most intense topic, and called it a day.

"No rush." ​​Artabia slowly stopped Herodotus, looking around vigilantly.

The unknown is the most terrifying.

Time makes everything unrecognizable, and unknown horrors may appear in every time travel.

He doesn't know what weird changes have occurred in this timeline during the long nine billion years, but he must be vigilant.

Because nothing has changed now, but it is the most abnormal.

Volga is a smart person. He has been found in history, so he knows that he has lost once, but he still chooses this losing route
"It won't be true, what are you afraid of?"

"If this is the case, the decay is too fast, and I have come to a certain timeline of the saint's blackening"

"Or, among the saints at that time, someone had already harbored evil intentions, so he moved so fast."

A thick cloud was shrouded in Atabia's heart.

Whether it is the heroes of those eras or the saints, they are all very clear that in this world, it is difficult for anyone to do anything.

Only in the future, on the local battlefield, will there be some kind of opportunity.

Because whether it is a saint or a hero of the era, if they want to win, the first thing they do is to attack him, the prophet!
However, what is the meaning of the opponent's sneak attack on him?
Not yet.

It would be too fast to turn the table so early.

Unless the other party has really gone through some kind of blackening event, which leads to a drastic change in mentality, start. Blackening is ten times stronger?

Or, it wasn't a saint at all, but in this future, Volga secretly released the ancient god of light?

Did this sense of threat come from the Ancient God of Light?

"Time is really the biggest unknown in the universe." Atabia couldn't help but smiled wryly. As the god of time, he felt that he had just uncovered the tip of the iceberg in the vastness of time.

"Don't hit him? Okay, I won't hit him first."

At this moment, Herodotus paused. Although he had a good brain, he was too lazy to use his brain now, letting the smarter Atabia think.

Since Atabia said not to do anything, he just waited.

"As expected of the god of time." Volga smiled lightly, "Then, if you don't want to call, please go back."

"Wherever you come from, you will go there."

He sat on the spot generously, with the 80 legions behind him forming a battle formation, as if standing still, guarding against sticking to the 3% material map.

These people are obviously following the line that the enemy does not move, and I do not move.

Just spend as much as you do.

Let's see who can consume who, anyway, it's definitely not him who is in a hurry.

Atabia frowned deeply again, he is indeed in a dilemma now, it is impossible to discard 3% of the material.

Cut a city today, and cut a province tomorrow!

What's more, it's not as simple as throwing away 3% of the material, it's about making this illusory multidimensional dynasty break through directly from 0 to 1.

As soon as they were alive, they began to fight back, becoming the prototype of a multidimensional universe dynasty, attacking each other with reality, sending troops, and plundering resources.

"Let's do it."

Atabia closed his eyes and said to Herodotus next to him:

"Even if I know that the other party is waiting for me to do it, I still have to do it. First of all, I can know what the other party is going to do."

A clatter.

Herodotus took action immediately and began to try to decipher the turtle shell.

But this time, the opponent's skills seemed to be more mature and perfect, and they couldn't find any flaws.

Herodotus kept trying to attack the opponent's army formation, and the opponent was strictly guarded and would not fight back. He acted like I could hit you, but I just didn't fight.

The two sides are still deadlocked.

Herodotus shot again and again, fighting for a full seven days, but it was useless.

"Such a stalemate is meaningless. Now the opponent is very mysterious behind the scenes. You decide to let Minnis play if you can't win." Atabia said coldly: "The five of us are one, let's see what your results are."

"Yes."

Minis didn't think much of it at all.

Or maybe after the fusion of countless others in the future, his wisdom will also increase, but now he doesn't think about it at all, and he doesn't bother to think about it.

With a bang, Minnis continued to attack.

"I can break through!!" Minis shouted.

But after fighting for a few moves, the tortoise shell suddenly counterattacked, and Minnis was caught off guard, and suddenly burst open.

Boom.

Minnis died, the material overflowed, and the mysterious saint began to descend.

The saint who descended this time was not the Son of Heaven, but the strongest king in the universe!The strongest taboo that dominates the regulation of all matter in the present universe exists!The limit of pure worldly combat power!

"It's Nokron, why did he come in person?" Herodotus frowned.

"One move can solve the opponent, then we should go back." Minnis said: "This future is almost exactly the same as last time. It feels a little weird, as if...someone is deliberately guiding, so let's go quickly It’s better, it always feels like someone is squatting on us deliberately.”

But Atabia didn't speak, his eyes glowed with brilliance, and he shot at the celestial monarch in front of him, who had just arrived and had materialized Nokronn.

"Let's go!!"

With just a glimpse, a creepy feeling surged from Altabia's heart, and the threat of death permeated his whole body, driving him to leave irresistibly.