Infinite Mask Game

A silvery-white soft light emerged from His hand, wrapping the tree seed and falling into the world like a brilliant meteor.

During the fall, the tree seed absorbed the power of the silver light to take root, sprout, and grow taller. When it landed, it had already become a thriving sapling.

Its roots and branches were crystal-clear blue, and its small and cute young leaves were as bright as jade.

It landed next to the dark red blazing light, which was the meteorite that fell at the beginning.

The deep pit created by the fall has become a pool of lava, and the dark red tributaries have expanded and spread to the surrounding areas. Wherever they pass, the black soil condenses into heavy rock.

The original "fire-coated land" was generated, and after expanding to a diameter of 100 meters, it could no longer advance.

Until the sapling took root in the center of the lava pool, the blue trunk and branches like blood vessels were bright red because of the absorption of lava.

The remaining silver light clings to the bark and gradually dissipates as it grows.

The thick roots scooped out the dark red meteorite from the pool and incorporated it into the center of the trunk.

Wei Miao could see clearly that the meteorite was clearly an oversized fire seed!

The first fire seed.

The sapling grew rapidly, and the roots of the tree with flames extended recklessly around.

The land of fire was expanded.

At the same time, other fragments of fire seeds around the world responded to the tree faintly, and a secret connection allowed them to support each other.

The fireworks strongly forced back the eternal night and began to expand.

When the tree grew to a hundred meters high, the land of fire had taken root all over the world and stopped expanding at a certain moment.

At this time, the black fog and the flames seemed to be in a balance.

Time passed like a white horse, and under the reaction of the two that Wei Miao could not understand, the world finally gave birth to the first life.

It was a tiny ugly insect.

After that, the picture was fast-forwarded many times, and the first "man" was born. The black fog gradually thinned, but it still covered most of the world.

All kinds of life were born in the vast area centered on the sacred tree, rivers, mountains, hills... The geographical pattern was initially formed.

Civilization began to take shape, and tribes were born.

They were stationed outside the territory of the sacred tree. At that time, the area outside the sacred tree was still solid rock.

They were naked, prostrating themselves under the towering tree holding high flames, and shouting the name of "Tree of Sacred Flame"!

The worship of the sacred tree as a god was formed.

At a certain moment, a leaf burning with sacred flames fell from the sacred tree.

A man in simple clothes squatted down curiously and picked it up.

The flame on the leaf gradually died out, and he hesitated for a while, and actually swallowed the leaf.

In the painful rolling and wailing, a trace of flame appeared on the surface of his body.

The lucky person who could control the sacred flame was elected as the leader of the tribe, and called himself "the lineage of the holy fire".

Light and heat, darkness and cold... The two forces clashed all the time, and the balance of power between the sacred flame and the eternal night gradually became unbalanced.

The black fog precipitated into the eternal night, and under the pressure of the sacred flame, it retreated again and again, shrinking to the extreme south.

The divine flames grew stronger and stronger, burning the branches and leaves uncontrollably. The divine tree completely became a "torch".

The divine flame disaster began to appear, and ashes began to fall from the sky.

Human civilizations separated and united, and finally united into a unified empire under the threat of the divine flame disaster.

The holy fire was king, and the extraordinary methods that had been explored for a long time began to flourish.

The fire bearers who were once revered as divine messengers were active on the historical stage in large numbers.

Not long after, the night watchers gradually rose.

Constructed the latest civilization ecology.

The Zanthura Empire was ignorantly sliding into the abyss of destruction. The extraordinary people actively explored but were powerless to turn the tide. The ant-like characters moved on the arc surface, and the domineering divine flames slowly devoured everything.

The evolution of the world ended here, and the scene changed-

In a square room built of skulls, the white goat head on the wall had purple-red flames in its eyes, staring at the four beings in the room quietly.

They sat around a dark brown round table and were playing a card game.

A floor-length mirror different from the one in front of Wei Miao occupied a place, with a heart-shaped frame decorated with bright pink feathers, like a flamingo.

In the smooth mirror, a beautiful woman with a charming face lazily nestled on a red velvet chair inlaid with various gems, with exquisite gold-rimmed patterns and elegance.

She was plump and wore a fluffy long skirt like a court lady, with a red bottom made of gold thread, a gray-white lining, and a snow-white tassel on the hem of the skirt, and her upper body was tightly bound.

Her beautiful red nails were pointed, holding a card, and she threw it out in a rather freehand manner.

The card passed through the edge of the mirror and flew onto the table, with a messy pattern like graffiti on it.

The last time the curtain fell, a charming young man sat in the mirror, but this time it was replaced by a beautiful woman.

One was the mosaic figure seen in the previous picture, carrying the cards in silver light and floating in front of Him, and the cards were neatly spread out in a row. He sat on a tall, thin, round black wooden stool, his posture relaxed and comfortable.

These two sat close to each other, forming two distinct factions with the other two.

One was a handsome man with black hair and red eyes, with a noble temperament, wearing a black leather suit, sitting on a coffee-colored soft leather sofa, and his movements of weighing cards were as elegant as shaking a tall wine glass.

The remaining one was a perfect combination of a woman's upper body and a spider's lower body.

Eight sharp spider legs were curled on a round cushion chair made of a skeleton. There were dark purple twisted patterns on the shiny black shell, extending from the seam between the main body and the feet to the abdomen.

With a delicate face, white hair and purple eyes, he looked somewhat similar to Euphia. He wore a black vest, outlining the beautiful curves of his body. If you didn't look at his lower body, you would only think that this was a rare beauty.

He is the embodiment of power and beauty, but his unskilled card-grabbing action looks very amateurish.

Their whispers were transmitted to Wei Miao's ears and turned into a language that she could understand.

"The fire of purgatory originally belongs to hell. It's not too much for us to come and get it back, right?"

The black-haired man moved his index finger slightly and threw a card slowly.

"Hehe..." The woman in the mirror covered her mouth with the card, her beautiful eyes moving, "I remember who it was... Oh, one of the demon gods, the Lord of Purgatory, the Demon God of Fire, the Raging Horn, Osha..."

After saying a long list of names, he paused: "Since he unfortunately fell, the fire of purgatory is ownerless. After all, in terms of attributes, the fire of purgatory is only a personal property. First come first served, you can't cheat~"

"Do you have any evidence to prove that it belongs to you?" The spider-bodied woman said coldly.

The voice of the mosaic figure was like the crackling sound of a TV with a bad signal. He said calmly: "According to the Void Territory Ordinance, the world tree that belongs to me is planted in that plane. After forming a substantial symbiotic relationship, that plane becomes my territory."

"According to the Territory Property Convention, Revised Edition (2), the Purgatory Fire Seed is originally an ownerless thing. Once it falls into my territory, it will be my disposal."

"Secret Keeper." The spider woman called him, "Is your name written on that world tree?"

"I witnessed everything from beginning to end." The woman in the mirror responded with a smile, and a small dressing mirror appeared in her hand, showing the front to them, "There are many backups."

The mirror showed the scene that Wei Miao saw at the beginning, from the falling of the meteorite to the prosperity of the empire, and it was roughly projected like a revolving lantern.

The spider woman was silent. With such thoughtful preparations, there was no excuse or loophole to question their ownership of the Purgatory Fire Seed.

The evidence is so sufficient that one can't help but wonder whether they had already made clear arrangements for the destination of the Purgatory Fire after Osha's death before his death.