Your white moonlight is so beautiful

NO.213 has not returned to Quadrant Space for a long time.

The quadrant space does not divide various occasions like the human world, such as private occasions, public occasions, administrative regions, countries, star fields...

To be precise, this is a chaotic area, and there is no obvious boundary except the Temple of the Sun. The World Tree, which symbolizes the source of all things, is inside the temple.

NO.213 once heard other old systems talk about: a long time ago, there was no Sun Temple here, and the world tree grew in the foggy forest and belonged to all intelligent bodies.

During the twilight of the gods, Odin, who obtained the spring of wisdom, forged the spear of Kungunir, quelled the chaos of the doomsday, and became the god of the gods.He built the Sun Temple, took the world tree as his own, and divided the foggy forest into nine quadrants with a sharp gun, and named it "quadrant space".

Only then did it look like it is now.

Every system has imagined drinking a sip of wisdom spring water and being called a member of the gods, and NO.213 is no exception.

NO.213 is the fourth quadrant system.

The fourth to sixth quadrants are also called middle quadrants, where the entrance to the small world of human beings is set up.

Everything in the space is like color blocks composed of unpredictable numbers, which is much more complicated than the space opened up by Nan Ruoyu.

The foggy forest has no boundaries. If someone enters here, they will definitely think that this is the legendary god's domain - human beings always like to name other things according to the rules they set, and imagine that the other party is also operating according to their own set of social rules .

They call it "high civilization."

Looking at the soft color blocks, the system couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness about finally returning to her mother's house.

Ever since meeting Shihan, a swindler host, NO.213's life has been more complicated than that of NO.996.There has never been a system like it in Quadrant Space that not only cannot assign tasks to the host, but has to work for the host.

The job content includes but not limited to: chatting with you, playing music, yelling to wake up, acting as a radar when the view is not good, prompting the appearance of the male lead, providing NPC information, replaying the plot, etc...

It is said that the old aristocrats and capitalists are the exploiting class, but Shi Han is a combination of the two, and he can be called the king of exploitation.

Before the system finished looking around, it found a huge figure in the distance.

NO.213 was so startled that he almost slipped back to the small world.

The D-level field service system doesn't have many chances to see the legendary Odin, but as long as he is not blind, any intelligent body in the quadrant space will not be mistaken—the god is as tall and brave as the legend.

After the Ragnarok Rebellion was put down, Odin only had one left eye, and the right eye was covered with an eyepatch.He wears a golden helmet, a golden armor, and a scarlet robe behind him, inlaid with billions of stars.

On His shoulder armor are two divine crows, which symbolize "wisdom" and "memory" respectively.

The god crow will fly to the top of the world tree every day to collect the souls of the dead brave people, and use the souls to nourish the eternal gun "Kungunier".

Odin had just returned from the depths of the foggy forest, and he crossed the crawling system along the road without looking sideways, and walked towards the Temple of the Sun.

NO.213 held its breath unconsciously, and it took several minutes to realize that it was not a carbon-based creature and did not need to breathe.

The suffocation brought by the main god is too strong, and the system can feel a strong sense of oppression from a long distance away.

NO.213 Shihan is used to making complaints about Shihan, and now he couldn't help but have a whimsical moment: "I don't know if Bao can see Boss Shi and the main god breaking their heads in his lifetime..."

One is the king of human beings, and the other is the king of quadrant space. That scene is simply... a joy to hear and see.

It thought about it casually, but Odin in the distance suddenly stopped and walked towards him.

NO.213 was startled suddenly, only then did he realize that he couldn't move at all!

Odin's temper is no stronger than Nan Ruoyu's. After all, in the ancient language of quadrant space, another meaning of his name is "violent one".

The main god appeared in front of NO.213 in an instant.

He is a hundred meters high, and the halo around the system is like a small firefly in front of him.

"D-level field service system," Odin looked at him condescendingly: "Which small world are you on duty in?"

"Respect, respect to Heavenly Father..." No. 213 trembled: "Bao... Bao is in the small world of B612."

The divine crow on the Lord God's shoulder suddenly called out, and the sharp voice made No. 213 tremble with fear even more.

It can clearly feel that under Odin's gaze, it seems to be completely peeled off, and every fundamental particle is under the scrutiny of God.

However, the strange thing is that Odin did not discover the "transformation" of NO.213 by the Southern Star.

He just glanced at it, and then said: "The progress of the task is 80%, and the symphony of fate is playing at its most intense moment. What are you doing back?"

It was too late for the temporary editorial reason, and NO.213 said with a sense of luck: "The plot promotion value that Bao's contract host has obtained has gone backwards, and I want to come back and ask if there will be any consequences for other systems..."

"Consequences." After repeating slowly, Odin said, "Consequences cannot be called punishment if they can be prevented in advance."

NO.213 I don't know where the courage came from, even though I was still stuttering, I finished what I wanted to say in front of the Lord God: "The host, the host is in a critical destiny, if accidents or accidents happen... B612 Small World Horror, I'm afraid it will collapse..."

In fact, NO.213 does not know what will happen to the collapse of the small world. It has been maintaining the established destiny of the small world since its birth.

The life in the quadrant space is too long to detect the passage of time. NO.213 has contributed to countless destinies, and the ongoing small world is undoubtedly the most impressive to it-after all, the southern star is hidden here.

Odin said, "It doesn't matter."

NO.213 was surprised: "What?"

For some reason, the Lord God has so much patience with a D-level intelligent body today:

"The Lance of Eternity needs to be nourished by the soul of the bravest man in a small world... One less world is but less nourishment."

NO.213 was speechless.

what did it hear?

nourishment? ?

The most valiant person... Its dear hexagonal hero is actually nourishment? ? !

NO.213 recalls the life of the male protagonist—from his birth in the mud, losing everything, to climbing out of the abyss step by step, and standing at the pinnacle of interstellar power.

It regards Jiang Chengzhou as a lighthouse, but in Odin's eyes, Long Aotian just proved that his soul is a qualified nourishment, nothing more.

The system was in a mess in the wind, and he even forgot to be afraid: "Are you collecting so many warrior souls to prepare for the battle with Nanxing?"

The other systems next to it probably thought this little 2B was crazy, because no one dared to bring up the topic of "Southern Star" in front of Odin since the last bloodbath cleaned up the system.

Odin's one eye glanced coldly at the small ball of light.

NO.213 felt a piercing cold, but still stubbornly looked at the supreme god of the quadrant space.

"He doesn't deserve to touch that sharp gun."

After Odin finished speaking, he ignored NO.213, shook his cloak, turned around and walked into the Temple of the Sun.

The systems all stayed where they were, trembling.

The world tree and the gun of eternity are provided in the temple, and only the main god can enter.

The murals of the gods are always painted in extremely tedious manner in the temples of mortals. Even the pillars have to be carved with angel reliefs. I am afraid that if any details are not handled properly, it will damage the sanctity.

However, the Sun Temple is extremely luxurious, and the palace is all golden from the inside to the outside.Compared to human beings' understanding of the "temple", this place is more like a golden cage.

Odin came to the World Tree through the huge arched door, and the scarlet carpet stretched all the way to the pure gold seat at the end of the hall.

The huge World Tree stands majestically, as if it wants to break through the roof of the temple, but it is bound by divine power.

There is an obvious scar on the trunk, which has lasted for a long time. It was left by Odin's casting of the Eternal Spear since the dusk of the gods.

The Lord God stared at the scar coldly.

Behind him, the altar holding the spear of eternity is empty.

Odin has never mentioned it to any intelligent body-when Nanxing broke into the quadrant space for the third time, he took away the gun of eternity.

**

Imperial Star, Helius Palace.

Very chaotic on the road tonight.

Believers of the holy religion took to the streets to parade|parade, and an army of tens of millions of chip people also poured into the streets.

At this time, there is no difference between the world and purgatory.

Except for those who besieged Nan Ruoyu and Jiang Fengmian, a large army of chipmen replaced the army to maintain the "order" of the imperial capital.

They caused a car accident on the waterway, put the parade believers on the airship, then started the engine, and burned them to death with high temperature, just like the heathen were burned in ancient times.

They seem to have become the king's fanatical followers. When the believers found that they were not facing normal people, they fled in horror, but were caught by more army of chip people who came up and then executed.

Jiang Fengmian realized later: "The king is provoking the divine right! He is slaughtering the people of God!!"

Nan Ruoyu murmured, "But God can't see it."

Jiang Fengmian punched the chip man away, turned his head and asked Nan Ruoyu, "Are we going to leave here and let them fend for themselves?"

Whether it is the believers of the holy religion or the king's chip army, to Shi Han, it's just a dog eats a dog.

The king wants to break the barriers of the quadrant space, he needs countless souls to lay the foundation for himself, the orcs are his warriors, and his people become the bricks under his feet.

Nan Ruoyu's face was as pale as transparent.

He spread all his spiritual power, but he couldn't find the end of the crowd.

Excessive use of mental power has always been a very dangerous thing, even for orcs.

The perception of mental power is extremely detailed, and any dangerous substance in the air will cause him harm if he is not careful. The severe pain quickly swept through Nan Ruoyu's consciousness, and it seemed that a violent explosion was triggered in the depths of his soul.

From the influx of chips to the present, it is only a few seconds.

Nan Ruoyu's throat smelled of blood foam, but just as Jiang Fengmian was about to ask again, he raised a hand.

——At this moment a gesture of restraint.

Jiang Fengmian stared at him blankly.

Ever since Metal Taurus woke up, someone has always inadvertently emphasized to him that Nan Ruoyu and Shihan are a legal couple, they are the only one for each other physically and mentally, and they will never change until death.

For Jiang Fengmian, death is undoubtedly the hardest thing in the world, so he thinks from time to time that dragon fish must live a long life, so that he can see them often.

However, at this moment, Jiang Fengmian had an illusion, as if Nan Ruoyu would be blown away by the wind in the next second——

The stars in the night dimmed a bit, and the cosmic starlight and electric current seemed to surround him, creating an invisible ladder for him. When the mermaid stepped on the first step, his long silver hair fluttered in the strong wind.

Jiang Fengmian saw him raise his hand, and a silver gun appeared in the sky in an instant, with a complicated contract engraved on it, Nan Ruoyu held it in his hand as soon as it appeared!

Electric currents ran wildly in the dark clouds at night, like a vicious giant dragon surging and rolling in the clouds, and the continuous thunder and lightning were deafening, even the ground under your feet was shaken.

Countless believers of the Holy Cult witnessed this miracle, and they knelt down and prostrated themselves, which looked like a wave from a distance.

And those absent-minded chip corps gradually woke up as the mermaids slowly walked towards the night!