From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

When Mo Jiu opened his eyes, he found himself in a strange place.

He turned his head left and right, looking for Zhang Qiling, but couldn't find him.

Mo Jiu looked down at the beautiful star that he was holding tightly in his hand and pursed his lips.

He stretched out his little finger and flicked the Chaos Pearl on his forehead, "Where's my brother? Where did you take me?"

The Chaos Orb showed no reaction at all, and even its usual luster dimmed.

There was not a trace of spiritual energy in this place. The air was filled with a rotten smell and a strange black color.

Mo Jiu stood up, pinched his nose with some disgust, and walked out of the room.

A disgusting smell greeted me from outside the room, which was heavier than that inside the room.

The surrounding buildings looked like they had experienced countless wars. Only a wall and a few charred wood beams remained.

The ground was black and sticky, and I had no idea what it was.

"vomit!"

Mo Jiu couldn't help but dry heaving. He stretched out his fingers and pinched the purification spell.

Ok?

did not succeed!

Come again.

This happened several times before Mo Jiu discovered a reality: he seemed unable to use his magical powers, and even the simplest spells were useless.

Mo Jiu looked around in confusion, then squatted on the ground, looking at the stars in his hands.

Where is this place? Where is his little brother?

He looked up at the gloomy sky again, with a somewhat familiar smell floating in the air.

At this moment, the world consciousness of this world, looking at Mo Jiu who suddenly crashed into its own world, secretly drove the creatures to quietly surround him.

He felt that this person had a very tempting and powerful energy. If he devoured him, his own world would likely be upgraded to a higher level.

On par with the world next door.

If the upgrade is successful, his Heavenly Dao will surely be happy to reward him.

His requirements are not high. He just wants to become the main god and travel to other worlds.

He has been operating the rules of this world and controlling the fate of these living beings since his birth.

He has long been impatient with this boring world game. Although his power is greater than that of the ten main gods, he can only be trapped here.

God knows how much he envies the main god who can go to other worlds and bring back creatures from other worlds.

Every time they talked about interesting things in other worlds, He became so jealous that He wanted to swallow up these gods and replace them.

Mo Jiu was squatting there looking lost and sad. He picked up a stick and drew circles on the ground, waiting for Zhang Qiling to come find him.

Although he has lost all his magical powers now, he has a contract with his brother, and he can feel that his brother is also in this strange place.

"Ho ho..."

"Ok?"

Mo Jiu raised his head and pinched his nose, looking in surprise at the ugly monsters that were slowly surrounding him and blinding his eyes.

Are there these things in the ancient times?

Didn’t his father kill the person who made these things?

Countless strange creatures stared at Mo Jiu with red eyes, their big mouths with sharp teeth drooling with disgusting saliva.

"Ugh... ugh..."

Mo Jiu stood up and took a few steps back, his expression of disgust not concealed at all.

"Get lost, you're ugly and smelly."

The monsters' IQs are not high. They just think that the person in front of them smells so good that they can't help but rush over following the smell.

Looking at the food in front of them, they couldn't hold back any longer and rushed over.

Mo Jiu was so angry at their desire to eat his eyes that his pupils turned into hard ones and he raised his hand as if to strike them with a bolt of lightning.

But when there was no response in his hands, he remembered that he had lost his magical powers.

But seeing that the monster was about to approach him, Mo Jiu could only turn around and jump to a high place nearby.