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Chapter 1199 Uncontrollable Power

"It seems that all the answers are in the Heavenly Sword."

Solanum nigrum only has two shards of the heavenly sword, and knows nothing about the eternal road, only knows the danger, but also has a glimpse of the leopard, and knows nothing other than that.

The Pangu Ax may know something, but it has completely fallen, and the last bit of essence has been condensed into artifacts such as Fuxiqin, Shennong Ding, and Fenglingzhu.

Hongjun...

This boss is too mysterious.

He gave the remains of the Eastern Emperor Bell, but otherwise kept silent, let alone asking him, whether he could call it out or not.

The only feasible way is to gather together the fragments of the Heavenly Sword and let the Solanum nigrum fuse together one by one.

Like a jigsaw puzzle, its true colors are revealed little by little.

And no matter what the truth is, the most urgent task is to improve strength.

The improvement of personal strength is extremely difficult, but the overall power is easy to grow.

Cultivation is like climbing. When you reach the level of a saint like Xitong, you are already at the top of the mountain. After climbing to the end, every point of improvement after that is extremely difficult.

However, there are still many strong climbers in the heavens and myriad worlds. They have not reached the halfway up the mountain, and they have not even reached the foot of the mountain.

Xi Tong didn't dare to imagine what it would be like for everyone to become a god, let alone imagine what it would be like for everyone to become a saint.

However, he was looking forward to it.

Meanwhile, the battle for carbon-based life in migrating worlds is over.

The gods captured two of the Qingtian Seven Gods, and cracked the key, trying to copy the magic mecha.

Just like the predicament Xi Tong is facing—the gods have reached their peak and peak personal strength, and they cannot make progress until they break through the blockade (energy ring) of the Creator God.

But the magic armor can.

Even if it can't improve its own strength, it can improve the strength of its practitioners.

Weapons are not only swords, guns, swords and halberds, but also magic mechs.

This is a pure combat weapon.

Even if the duplicated magic mecha can't reach the level of the god of war, it can still bring powerful improvements to the practitioners.

In Xi Tong's view, it's like Iron Man's battle suit. Ordinary people can become god-like existences by wearing it, not to mention the already powerful practitioners.

In desperation, the creators of the remaining five magic mechs chose to merge.

They dismantled their own painstaking work, and then assembled the perfect core components to recreate the magic armor.

To commemorate the founder of the magic mech, this most powerful and ultimate magic mecha was named Cybertron.

Old-fashioned plot, Cybertron has a great load on the driver, and the people who created it can't bear it without exception.

All the elderly people were dumbfounded.

Still counting on this guy to defy the sky and slaughter the gods, it turned out to be a decoration.

Most importantly, once this magic mecha falls into the hands of the gods, their faction will be completely destroyed, and there will be no chance of a comeback.

After all, the polishing of each part takes a lifetime or even generations of hard work, and they cannot have another chance.

Xi Tong watched the trajectory of fate, saw the end of Cybertron, and saw the ultimate battle called the Killing against the Gods.

This is not only the twilight of the gods, but also the disaster of the world.

A battle destroyed all civilizations, and more than 99% of carbon-based life forms died, and the survivors became scavengers on the ruins of the lost civilization.

They keep digging, not to save civilization, but to dig out the last shreds of meat from the remnants of civilization.

However, the moment Xi Tong stretched out his finger, everything changed.

"destiny?"

People believe that fate is doomed and cannot be changed, even gods cannot escape the fall of Ragnarok.

This sentence is right or wrong.

Yes, because time is a straight forward line, no matter how fast or slow, you will eventually encounter certain people and certain things.

This is unavoidable.

Methods such as prophets, sages, and divination only expand the scope of vision, just like wearing an eight-fold mirror, which allows people to see farther and more clearly, and can make preparations in advance.

But if there is a big mountain in front of you, a natural moat, there is no way to hide, no way to avoid it, even if there are a hundred eight-fold mirrors.

No, it's because Xi Tong has already touched eternity.

For him, there is still the possibility of jumping and flying on the straight line of time.

With his control over the power of time, in the future he can even bend this line or even twist it.

With a single tap of a finger, the trajectory of the migratory world is completely disrupted, or even shattered.

A young man fell from the sky.

The Cybertron fits perfectly with him, and it does not have the slightest load to operate, but it is also handy, like an arm and a finger, to exert the effect of 110% or even 120% of the magic mecha.

Although this young man has various flaws and deficiencies, his disposition is good and his heart is kind.

Therefore, he became a common student of several elderly people, and taught him all kinds of knowledge, skills, experience, etc.

There is no thought of keeping one hand.

In their hands, the fable mecha is a dead end, but there is still a glimmer of hope if the Cybertron is completed. Failure to do so means that there will never be a day of recovery. Even if there is one, it is still a puppet of God.

Therefore, young people are their last hope, their final faith.

The young man's learning talent is also extremely powerful. His sensitivity to data has reached an unimaginable level, and his control over details surpasses some perfect-level core components.

In other words, he himself is a perfect part.

A newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers had a disagreement with his teachers, and ended up fighting alone. Although he killed a few minions, he also exposed his own existence.

The minions of the gods swarmed like stinky flies, including the two God of War-level magical mechas that were captured before.

Although the young man was extremely talented and piloted the most powerful magic mech, he was not prepared enough. He was defeated by two God of War-level magic mechs and escaped with injuries.

In order to protect the young people, several elderly people put on spare magic mechs one after another, buying time with their lives.

They are all very old, unlike practitioners, who can delay aging through the power of gods, stay alive, and have a longer lifespan than ordinary people.

Facing the enemy's persuasion to surrender, they smiled freely.

"Death on the battlefield is the greatest gift of fate to us."

"Fighting can also be not about winning, but about arousing someone's anger."

"Stimulating anger is only the beginning, and more importantly, teaching him how to control his anger."

"bring it on!"

In this regard, Xi Tong was not disturbed.

All this is the trajectory of fate.

The trajectory of fate has a strong inertia, and those few old people also died in battle in their original fate.

In their new destiny, they repeat the same mistakes.

Yet it is different.

The same is death, some people are lighter than a feather, and some people are heavier than Mount Tai.

Undoubtedly, they are the latter.

Compared with the cannon fodder-like death in the other trajectory, this time they are more miserable, but also more tragic.

Cybertron received messages from the teachers, the final message:

The era that belongs to us has come to an end, but it is a great honor to see the arrival of a new era. I like your eyes very much, because there is light in them.

What we are most proud of in our life is not creating Cybertron, but shaping the driver of Cybertron.

Boy, don't cry for us, let alone let humans cry for you.

Gone.

There was no news from the two teachers, and only two creaking noises were received by Cybertron.

But enough, because at this moment silence speaks louder.

After all, the boy cried, heart-piercingly.

He hated his recklessness, his impulsiveness, and even more his incompetence in learning.

Driving the most powerful mecha in the world, but was chased by a group of miscellaneous fish.

Self-blame, hatred, pain...

All kinds of emotions collided in my heart, as if the rushing tide was densely impacting and crashing.

At this time, Xi Tong snapped his fingers.

The secrets of the energy ring emerged like flowing water.

The boy's mind went blank for a moment.

The teachings of the teachers emerged like a spring.

Energy ring—both the gods and the human beings who seek the truth regard it as the source of the power of creation, and at the same time regard it as the shackles of the world.

It is this kind of power that tightly imprisons the gods, making them unable to continue to improve, unable to continue to become stronger, and unable to touch things outside the world.

The gods try to understand it, to decipher it.

Because only in this way can we completely break the confinement of the world and become a higher level existence.

Human beings who pursue the truth are also understanding it and analyzing it.

Because only in this way can one contend against the gods, or even defeat the gods.

The teachers, as well as the teachers of the teachers, are tirelessly researching and exploring, and they even put forward tens of thousands of conjectures.

The teenager also tried to learn this knowledge before, but for some reason, the knowledge was too profound and difficult.

Not to mention the contents of the notebooks, manuscripts, and top-secret files in the magic armor, even the titles of the books and the names of the files are incomprehensible.

But now, everything is suddenly connected.

I see……

It turned out to be like this...

finally, I understand……

If the fate of the migratory world is imprisoned by the energy ring, then the boy is the hole Xi Tong opened in the energy ring.

No, you can't say that either.

Xi Tong spreads the energy ring, just like planting a fruit in spring, hoping that it will take root in the soil, sprout branches, and bear numerous fruits.

The exploration, analysis, and conjecture of the energy ring in the migrating world are the fruits Xitong wants.

Many of the contents made Xi Tong's aura flash, and he had a further understanding of the energy ring.

As for the boy, he only got one ten-thousandth of the benefits.

Although this billy is insignificant, it is one ten thousandth of the energy ring.

In low-level battles, the competition is based on the total resources of the two sides. Whoever has more resources will have an overwhelming advantage in the battle.

Such as food, population, medicine, weapons, money, etc.

But when it comes to high-level battles, scarce resources become the weight of the war.

For example, a strong man with one enemy against ten thousand, a god of war who swept away thousands of armies, a magic soldier who killed gods and demons, etc.

Some things are not how much you have, but whether you have it.

The power of time is like this, and the power of the energy ring is even more so.

For the migration world, the power of the energy ring is equivalent to the power of time.

Because it can also control and destroy everything, in this world, nothing can restrict it or affect it.

With such power, the gods are like chickens and dogs.

The young man finally turned the tide and helped the building to collapse.

Cybertron has become the "Slaughter against the Gods", tearing up the gods is its daily routine, and all the servants of the gods have also become his prey and are ruthlessly killed.

Kill!
Kill!
Kill!
Get back the hatred that the gods inflicted on the ancestors of the past generations of my lineage with interest.

The world was killed by him over and over again.

Until there are no more gods in the world, and no more believers of gods, the Cybertron finally stops.

Because he has killed everything.

No one in this world can be trusted, and no one is pitiable.

He not only slaughtered all things, but also stripped the souls of all things and sealed them into the energy ring.

He is looking.

Distinguish your own teacher from among hundreds of millions of souls.

As long as you kill enough and collect enough, you will be able to find them.

With the crazy killing, the world gradually lost its vitality, aged and died, but the boy was still young.

Because he is not made of flesh and blood, his life form is more perfect than ordinary carbon-based life forms, especially after mastering the mystery of the energy ring, his body transformed instantly.

That is a more advanced state of life.

It is the state pursued by the gods.

He has mastered what he learned from his teacher, and at the same time, he is also the practice method of the gods. The magic mech is recast in his hands, and it has been improved to a higher level.

This is the era of Cybertron, and it is the civilization of Cybertron.

Although he is the only one in this civilization.

After smelting the hundreds of millions of souls sealed and imprisoned in the energy ring, he knew the reason why the gods set up the imprisonment and sealed the entire world.

Because they are not real beings, but projections or copies of another unit.

In order to protect them, the gods had the previous blockade and imprisonment.

In order to change the fate of the race, and even to truly go out and participate in the system of the heavens and worlds, he started a new attempt.

He made a new fel armor...

Perfect parts, every one of them.

The core components that used to require the efforts of several generations have now become assembly line products.

Better, more sophisticated, and more powerful.

Every magic mecha has powerful performance, and some aspects are even higher than Cybertron.

However, they are all members of the Cybertron family, and all ideas and designs originate from the Cybertron.

The teenager made five magic mechs in the first batch, in order to commemorate his five teachers.

Although the teachers could not be brought back to life, the boy managed to find their souls.

"Energy Ring—Give!"

The fiery soul flames blazed from the energy ring, and five sparks of fire were separated from the oven-like ball of light and hit the five magic mechas respectively.

A single spark can start a prairie fire, and the magic mech ripples with ripples of light.

"Energy Ring—Activate!"

The soul energy instantly merged into the magic mecha, and became one with the magic mech, becoming the leader and control of it.

Click!

Click!

The five magic mechs moved one after another, getting familiar with the strange body.

Their souls were carefully cared for, and did not receive much damage.

It's a pity that they have forgotten the past, and all of them looked at the world curiously like newborn babies.

"Teachers, welcome back - back to our time."

Look up and look up at the sky.

The setting sun is red.

(End of this chapter)