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Wow~~, a ball of water appeared from above his head just as the big white lizard's voice fell.

Zong Qi, the Ancient Saint of Water, responded.

Compared to the "otherworldly world" surrounded by the Chaos Demon Realm, this ordinary planet transformed by the Ancient Saint has a much better "signal".

The giant super-dimensional magical frog that appeared in the water mass instantly ignited the scene, and also lit up the stone building that looked like a "pyramid" but was actually a "navigation platform."

"The water god is back!"

The Tyrannosaurus version of the temple guards cheered and gathered around. They were transformed and had more emotions than the "cold-blooded" lizard people.

Boom boom boom! The little warm-blooded giants came running quickly.

This scene made Master Ke, who was angry with his arms crossed, calm down.

He looked at the figure in the water and fell into silence.

"Okay kids, let them pass quickly, I can't hold on for long."

Zong Qi, who didn't even move his mouth, let out an extremely soft female voice, and the fanatical Tyrannosaurus guards instantly fell silent.

When the words fell, the water mass also disappeared.

"Grandmaster..."

The shadowless hunter Osiotan appeared from the side of the Demon Priest God. He was in a similarly complicated mood and could understand the leader's thoughts.

"It's okay, let's go in."

The Ancient Sage of Water did not move, but several people present felt the complicated look she looked at Croca.

"Dear Demon Priest, come this way, come this way~"

Zong Qi's appearance was like turning on the right switch for the Tyrannosaurus guards. They were originally indifferent and rigid, and they seemed to have changed their faces.

In fact, it's not that they have different ideas inside and outside, it's just that they are like this.

The Ancient Saints, who are looking for more "Stars of Hope" in the endless universe, never give up their plan to create a perfect anti-mixing race.

The crimson tyrannosaurus, whose body temperature can reach about 40 degrees, is one of them.

Their powerful strength, astonishing speed, super high advancement speed, and excellent chaos resistance made the Ancient Saint who discovered them for the first time very excited.

However, when they completed the transformation and planned to spread the "excellent seeds" to the stars, they discovered that the emotions that should have been stripped away along with the reproductive system had not been eliminated.

The giant super-dimensional magic frogs were confused and surprised. It was the first time for them, like creators, to encounter such a situation.

The second transformation of the Crimson Tyrannosaurus began quickly under the suspicion of the ancient saints.

The magical giant frog of the God of Order/Demon of Chaos activated with all its strength and completed the emotional shielding in an instant.

They succeeded, but they didn't succeed.

Just because this kind of emotional closure is not reliable.

The Ancient Sage, who tried many methods to no avail, had no choice but to give up on the "Crimson Tyrannosaurus" that filled them with joy.

However, since chaos has not yet arrived, they did not choose to eliminate the "failed products" immediately. Instead, they left the navigation platform, star gate and other buildings behind.

The purpose, of course, is to find a way and then transform it.

Carrying a great mission, although they are rational, they also have competitiveness, curiosity... and other emotions.

Maybe it was luck, maybe it was the "otherworldly world" that held back the pace of Chaos, and the Crimson Star has been developing unscathed to this day.

After passing through countless halls matching the height of the Crimson Tyrannosaurus, Croca and his party finally arrived at the navigation room at the top of the temple.

"I'll do it~"

Master Ke, who didn't say a word during the march, sighed quietly after the big white lizard tinkered with it several times to no avail.

He walked towards the stone lump, which was no different from the navigation platform in a star battleship except for its material and overall structure.

Buzz~~! Master Ke, who put his hand on the stone slab, lived up to expectations and activated the navigation platform that affected everyone in the team.

A large curtain like a magic projection quickly unfolded from the center of the navigation platform.

After a long wait, the screen became blurred.

"Croca?"

The Ancient Saint Izril of Silence showed an extremely shocked expression. He recognized the aura of the person in front of him, but could not find a matching appearance.

"...who are you?"

He has provided blessings to all created species and trained assassins. He is the one with the lowest sense of existence among the remaining ancient saints.

This is not because he is isolated, but because of his talent.

"Don't you recognize me?"

After releasing the transformation, Kroca revealed the lizard-man tail and arm scales, and adopted the expression he often used when he was a magic frog - a slumped face.

At this moment, the elf-like body of the Demon Priest God was trembling extremely obviously.

"Is it really you? How did you become like this?"

Most of the ancient saints who have created and transformed too many lives have no special feelings towards their works.

The reason why Izl could tell the difference was that they would meet up every once in a while to share and store their past memories.

Hundreds of years ago, Nakai, who was wandering everywhere, connected with Zongqi, the ancient saint of water.

The latter told everyone what he saw and heard in the meeting room, including the fact that the otherworldly world had not yet been destroyed and the current situation of the lizard people.

At that time, Croca was still a mummy Slann, and his resentment had not yet exploded.

Therefore, the ancient sage, who was backward in information, did not notice the emotional problems of the creature in front of him. He was curious about the other person's elf-like appearance.

Of course, even if he notices it, he won't care.

After all, in the past countless time, too many species were born in his and their hands, especially after withdrawing from the Heart of Hope...

"We are holding on to the otherworldly world. We hope you can close the portal connected to the two-pole portal and the Stargate Temple of Lustria."

Croka, who had expected it, suppressed his emotions and put forward the core needs of the "Old Saint Retrieval" team.

"Closing the Stargate Temple, didn't we leave behind the operation method? Uh... I seem to have forgotten it."

Izel, who was used to being worshiped by creatures and cooperating unconditionally, was led astray by this straightforward request that resembled that of a brother or sister.

Ala~, the stone navigation platform trembled when the voice of the Ancient Sage of Jing fell, and a stone instruction manual the size of an A4 finger fell to the ground.

"To close the portal, we have to go to the other side of the Star of Hope. I don't have time. Besides, Tzeentch still... wait, are you asking me to do something?"

The Ancient Sage, who seemed to be extremely talkative and cooperative, didn't react until this moment.

This is not because he is not smart, but because his main body and incarnation are busy.

"The demons in this world have been cleared away. Your Excellency, the Ancient Sage of Tranquility, we need to master the method of closing the portal. Please support us."

Chen De, the son of the mist goddess Radlili, stood up at the right time.

With a golden light and the blessing of all the Holy Light God System on his body, the momentum he displayed at this moment was extremely astonishing.