After the Main God Space Goes Bankrupt

On the level of the planet, the entire ecological circle was washed away by the "big flood" transformed by the brilliance of stars, and all carbon-based life, whether it was human beings, animals or plants, was wiped out, and even microorganisms were swept away.

However, on this planet, there are six regions that present a landscape that is completely different from the scorched world.

Changkong City, Siberia, Berlin, Taixu Mountain, Vatican City, New York.

If it is said that the rest of the earth is a burning hell, then these six regions are heaven located in hell.

In these six regions, there is sunshine, day and night, air, and life. Everything is the same as before Xia Lin died. However, if you look down from a high altitude, you can find how awkward these six regions are.

However, if you look closely, you will find that at the edges of these six regions, there are dark golden sands flowing. These sands surround the edges of each region and flow slowly in circles.

In addition, the world is maintaining this hell, one layer remains unchanged.

I don't know how long it took.

In this piece of hell, a beautiful figure exuding divine radiance walked on the scorched land.

She has a tall figure, her chest is tightly tied behind a purple blouse, and she is wearing a white skirt. Her long silver-white hair is spread out behind her and hangs over her waist. A golden ring is suspended above her head. A pair of noble In the golden pupils, a city surrounded by dark golden quicksand was reflected in the front.

Where she stood was a scorched earth, pitch-black sky, no air, a dead hell, but just across from the adjacent quicksand, it was the scene of a prosperous city in the 21st century.

Looking at everything in front of her, she raised her bare hands, and the sacred golden light shone from her body, drawing a series of light trails connecting the sky and the earth behind her.

"Sure enough, K-423 is not your real human body."

But at this moment, a soft sigh sounded.

The world around her began to distort, and a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

Her long black hair falls down her shoulders, her large gold-rimmed black silk robe is solemn and solemn, she wears four feather-shaped ornaments on her head, gold and precious stones are embellished on her forehead and around her neck, and the most unique thing is the back of her hands. On each of them hung a string of cross bracelets inlaid with rubies, shining brightly.

One gold and one blue pupil of different colors, and her golden eyes, looked at each other.

Seeing this person appear in front of her, she raised her plain hand and trembled, and her noble golden pupils showed anger and hatred.

"This is your avatar?" She opened her mouth and said.

"That's right." Xia Lin nodded. "Hello, Kiyana Kaslana, um, judging by your current appearance, should your human body be called the Herrscher of the Last Yan, or should it be called Shenhuana?"

Shenhuana didn't answer Xia Lin's meaning, but raised her hand decisively. In an instant, the sky was illuminated by golden light, and countless golden lines spread all over the sky.

Over the entire earth, a golden radiance outlined a golden cross, which was engraved on the surface of the earth. The energy that was huge enough to burn the entire planet once again gathered in the cross, ready to explode.

"God's Lane"

At the same time, Xia Lin raised the hand of destruction that wiped out all civilizations on the surface with one blow, and the howling haze swept across the sky, forcibly tearing up the golden cross engraved on the earth.

"You?" When the golden cross collapsed, Shenhuana looked at the person who had just destroyed the world once in disbelief.

"You wonder why my magic tire can still retain this level of power after you have sealed off the earth?" Xia Lin said to her after deciphering Shenhuana's actions. "Otherwise, why do you think I will spend a long time sneaking into your country secretly."

"Virus."

"Don't say it so ugly, it should be good medicine that tastes bitter and good for the disease. I am the good medicine, and you are the disease."

"Leave my world." Shen Huana said to the person in front of her. "I can not pursue your actions."

"No, no, senior, why should I voluntarily leave when I have the upper hand, instead of tearing your body into pieces and returning with victory?"

"...to mess up my world to the point where it is now is enough for you to complete the task of the main god." After a short silence, Shenhuana said. "If you back away now, I can offer you something you can't refuse."

"Gift?"

"Yes, the way to break through the fifth-order saint." She stared at Xia Lin's pupils. "This is also how you, as a reincarnation, can get rid of the main god's space without going through the final battle."

"The way to break through to the fifth-order saint is what you do?" Xia Lin sneered. "This ranch?"

"You are very clear." Shen Huana said. "Even if you can see it, without the steps, you can't copy it at all... Come on, I think you should be very clear, fighting with me to the end will only benefit the main god in the end."

She stretched out her hand towards Xia Lin.

Then, Xia Lin slapped her hand aside.

"Bitch, get out."

(PS: Let me talk about it first. If the protagonist really wants to end the battle directly, it can be done. Just detonate a quarter of the energy of the sun and sweep it away, and directly use the overwhelming advantages in matter and energy to crush it. )

(But the problem is, let alone the earth-moon system, other planets within the solar system will also be finished, which will not be able to earn the maximum benefit)

Chapter 165

War is a continuation of politics.

This is from Clausewitz's "On War", and politics is an extension of interests. Only with interests can there be politics, and only with politics can there be war.

There are no unprovoked wars in the world, and there are no wars that can be resolved without interests. Whether it is fighting in primitive tribes or modern militarized conflicts, they are all part of war.

The former is for survival, the latter is for resources, and everything is for profit.

Even if it is the least compelling religious war, the Crusades can last for more than a century in normal history, because the nobles and knights can gain huge benefits by wearing the title of political heresy.

And this point can also be applied to reincarnated people.

In fact, reincarnations identify with interests more than politics, at least not one reincarnation will talk about politics unless the task requires it.After all, politics, a game rule based on the relationship between people, is very unnecessary for most reincarnated people who are in the chaotic camp.

Because their enemies often don't talk to you about political negotiations or compromises, especially between them. If possible, every reincarnated person doesn't mind killing his colleagues.

Of course, if there are enough interests, even if there is a deadly feud that cannot be disintegrated, in most cases, the reincarnation will put down the dispute and pursue the maximum level of interests.