Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

Seeing Mozi, he pinched Da Vinci and projected his memory.

The Westerners were very angry, but said nothing because they also wanted to see it.

"That cave is very weird, not like the caves in this world."

Everyone was looking forward to it, and their eyes never left the ring.

Everyone knows the brief history of Leonardo da Vinci, both those two years ago and those two years after.

Only those two years were completely missing, a blank.

Outside the cave, there are mountains and mountains, and the ground is in chaos. It is hard to imagine that Leonardo da Vinci would come to such a desolate place.

The world in the cave is incompatible with this world.

"What a weird pattern. Is it a password? Or a spell."

It’s hard not to think of the luminous text.

As if under some kind of guidance, Da Vinci came to sit in front of a brick board, and the brick board sank instantly.

As if a button was pressed, a bizarre scene appeared...

"Light, I saw light, but it didn't seem pure."

Behind the holiness, there are unknown things hidden, and those substances are beating wildly, flickering.

Finally, under the light curtain, a door of blood condensed, and a figure walked out of it.

What the audience unanimously thought of next was alien civilization.

"Now the heavens are united and no aliens have shown up."

It is difficult not to doubt that the so-called aliens are actually gods.

Seeing this, Mo Zi frowned and secretly hid his aura.

Even if he was just peeking into his memory, he would be stared at by a pair of eyes.

In the projection, the mysterious man was obscured by nothingness and his true appearance could not be seen clearly, but he started a dialogue with Leonardo da Vinci.

Conversation content...

is blocked.

For the next two years, Leonardo da Vinci was doing the same thing.

It's meditation.

I meditated and drew pictures at the same time, and finally one day two years later, I came up with a manuscript of more than 10,000 words.

The idea of ​​artillery shells was proposed, the concept of tanks was proposed, hydraulic pumps, aircraft, propellers, underwater breathing machines, self-propelled aircraft, although...

wooden.

"Ahh! Genius, ah no, all-rounder. Although I am from the Dragon Kingdom, I am still impressed by his talent. Is this wisdom that humans can possess?"

It's so advanced, so scary, that it makes people suspicious.

Is this definitely the brainchild of Leonardo da Vinci alone?

Do not!

"It was a deal, a deal with You-Know-Who."

It is not clear what was specifically traded. All we know is that Leonardo da Vinci completed the transformation of a human being.

In that era, he was almost a god-like existence.

"Besides that one, Leonardo da Vinci is the closest thing to a god."

The one in everyone's mouth, everyone knows his name.

Tesla.

Some people even think that Leonardo da Vinci surpassed this god-like man in some achievements.

"Friend, have you seen enough?"

Da Vinci walked out of the cave, but left Mozi's prying eyes in the cave.

not good!

Mozi's arms were unable to control themselves and were controlled by some secret power.

Then he was sucked in.

"What's going on? I can't see anything. Sheng Mo..."

In the cave, Mozi was already here, and his heart was slightly wandering.

"It turns out to be... you."

In this space, Da Vinci could only guard the door from the outside.

A sense of crisis spread, coming from the unknown creature.

The consciousness resonated, and the unknown creature talked to Mozi: "If you take one more step forward, you can be a guest in front of me."

"On the surface?" Mozi was slightly stunned and sighed, "It's a pity that I couldn't take that step in the end."

From this, Mozi further confirmed the identity of the other party.

The so-called guest is the highest god who rules the heavens.

Not the Supreme God, but the Supreme God of Supreme Gods.

All, heaven, saints, and people.

"Did you invite them away?" Mozi wanted to confirm again.

The mysterious man shook his head and nodded again, "We sent out an invitation, and the saint went to the appointment, but..."

"We can't force a saint who doesn't want to come."

There are quite a few like this. On the east side alone, there is a personified Confucian sage, the Old Sixth Heavenly Emperor, the mother of all emperors, all staying behind to guard the rear.

Mozi pondered for a moment, "Why did you bring me here?"

"For a fight?"

Mozi said this, confident that he could beat Da Vinci.

But the person in front of me was so detached that I paid attention.

Fortunately, the mysterious man shook his head and said, "You Confucians have a saying that says friends come from far away, so make friends."

"No! You have a very strong purpose. You want to... create a saint."

Even more violent than creating a god.

Mozi's realm was really only one step away from becoming a saint.

Maybe the opportunity has not come yet, or maybe there is no chance in life.

From the mysterious man, I seemed to see a glimmer of opportunity.

How tempting is this for a person who is no longer a saint.

"Your heart is moved. It's good to be moved." The mysterious man continued.

"The man at the door has failed in his attack, but you are different. Your character gives me hope."

Leonardo da Vinci is guarding the entrance of the cave, if he hears it.

How sad it must be.

But this is the way the world is, the winners come out and the losers are eliminated.

However, Mozi was not moved, but was thinking about a question.

"If you don't become a saint, how can you make a saint in vain?"

As he spoke these words, Mozi was ready for battle.

The mysterious man smiled softly: "You proposed universal love without aggression. Why do you treat me with so much hostility?"

"Because you make me feel very uncomfortable." Mozi said bluntly.

Everything is idealistic. As long as things don't go his way, he would dare not even Confucius.

Even a mere unknown creature dares to aim at making a saint.

Mozi wanted to see what was behind the veils of these people.

"I won't do anything to you. When you take that step, maybe you can become our guest."

These conversations only happen in a blink of an eye.

The mysterious man disappears.

The arena was returned to Leonardo da Vinci, but at this moment he had no fighting spirit.

"Have you seen them all?" Da Vinci's steps were heavy and his expression was ugly.

The people below didn't know what was happening and looked confused.

Yes, Leonardo da Vinci, a genius of an era.

But it is the chess piece chosen by God.

In fact, he heard everything he said just now, and he became an outcast.

"I'm not as good as you, so they found you." Da Vinci said.

The green light on Mozi's body rose and fell, and the nine-pointed star seal condensed, and he asked: "Do you care about their opinions?"

Da Vinci didn't speak, unable to take that step.

It will all be in vain...

"Stop hiding, I know you are stronger than me, use all your strength."

Listening to the conversation between the two, the situation of the battle turned around too quickly.

The people of the West could not accept this scene for a while.

"I don't understand what secrets were hidden during those two years."

Over there, as Da Vinci wished, Mozi no longer had any hidden clumsiness.

"Everyone knows that I founded the school with the word ink, so let me show you the beauty of nature."

The source of Mozi's power is nature and all things.

As long as it can exist, it can be mobilized by him.

In an instant, within nature, sound, light, heat, electricity are all mobilized.

All I heard was Mozi said: "Send that painting."

"Otherwise, you won't be able to bear it,"