The Endless Shuttle

When the world gathers under the throne of the **** of disasters, it will also break free from the shadow of war and move toward prosperity and prosperity led by the gods.

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A nightmare city, between the thrones on the top of the Star Clock Tower.

At the end of the scene, Rope shamelessly played the existence of his biggest opponent like the "daughter", the sky-winged Jibril.

Although it looks a little ashamed of his identity, the black-haired **** is not ashamed, but proud of it.

The taste of Tianyi Seed is indeed very good-

Of course, these are all trivial things, and let Rope temporarily put down the virtual game and stay in his residence. It is not only laziness, but some incredible changes have taken place in his body.

The greatest key to the evil god, a new divinity pulsed in his body.

And the characteristic of that divinity is very ironic, and it is completely similar to the Altsius that Rope is about to face.

--"war".

One of the divinities once revealed in the "vessel of divinity" finally burned weakly in his body after a long war between the world and all sizes.

"Finally I waited for you..."

Acelia said with a sigh.

"The divinity of war, the essence that Ape will never escape from now on..."

The Cthulhu's seal is lifted, and the war with the ancient gods is reopened. In this great event in the distant future, Rope will definitely occupy the position of the leader and initiator.

The divinity of "war" is just like tailored for him.

Not surprisingly, Rope would even become the biggest war evil **** on the side of Cthulhu.

"In this way, my research in the world of Destiny's Gate is not in vain."

Luo Pei looked down, sorting out the knowledge stored in his brain.

"Applying and understanding, I will master this divinity dozens of times faster than "time". "

‘Well, after all, the thing "time" is very subtle, it’s not your problem, Ape. Acelia's mood is very high.

‘Grasp the power of "war" well, I also want to start planning and preparing...’

"What are you going to conceive?"

‘Hey...you will know then. ’

Arcelia is as mysterious as ever, and Rope, who is familiar with the limitations of the system girl, has long learned to restrain curiosity.

He closed his eyes, adjusted himself, and the thoughts in his brain were running at a speed that could not be phenomenal, turning the previous research into practical operations to link the new "war divinity".

There is also the biggest duel, which is the end of this trial.

Then continue the journey and continue to grow stronger.

Until the achievement of the highest multiverse god.

Chapter 95: Before God, All Living Beings Kneel Down

The world begins in nothingness, and then there is a foundation of earth and fire, which are magma.

After the magma is cold, it will inevitably cool down. The condensation effect gives birth to water, and the water collides with the remaining magma, raising the initial atmosphere.

The prototype is completed here.

After another, I don’t know how long it will take before the world ushered in its first residents.

Born from the most essential elves corridor, the gods who are born with all rights and powers-the gods.

The gods and spirit species create races of all sizes, some of their decline is buried by history, and some of them continue to flourish to this day. These countless faces finally form a rich and colorful world.

But creatures have desires.

Even the spirit seed is no exception.

The world is just a little bit bigger. If you want to embody the spirit of implementing yourself, it's impossible to prevent other races and spirit species from agreeing, because the other party also has unique persistence.

Therefore, the original controversy, war appeared on the ground for the first time.

Just like a raging fire burning on a dry grassland, once it starts, it will never end except for burning the grassland that breeds flames. This huge concept gave birth to the strongest spirit species in history, the "God of War" who thirst for blood, hate, and maliciousness.

a month of Sundays.

The lower seed of limited life was born in the Chaos Age, and passed away in the Chaos Age, hauntingly. The upper species of infinite life has been consumed by time, and I don't know when I have become accustomed to this world.

They may have forgotten peace, and they can't even imagine what peace will be like when it comes.

It's like a nightmare that can't be woken up forever.

But now, the nightmare is over by the spirit seed that manipulated the "dreamland".

The God of Disaster, Fear, and Dreams used his unstoppable power to annihilate the last two spirit species on the earth, gather most of the races, and finally, in the end, even the proudest fantasy species and dragon essence species. He had no choice but to bow down and succumb to the authority of a powerful god.

It seemed that there had been an arrangement long ago, and it seemed that the world had ushered in the end of the era of chaos like this.

——Unification of the earth.

The sun wheel hung in the sky, and the sky was clear.

In such a rare good weather, the capital of Mori Seiki has become more lively than ever before.

On the tree, under the tree, on the corners and alleys, the upper passages cast by magic——

The originally lonely city was inevitably congested after the influx of a large number of other races.

An elegant and handsome Mori species; a petite leprechaun species with large palms; a sea-dwelling species soaking in blisters; an orc species with beast characteristics and flexible and robust body; a blood-sucking species hiding in the shadows and houses; located in the center The nightmare species that guards the temple; the triumphant species that quietly collect trivial knowledge of various races; the dragon essence species that soars in the sky; the fantasy species that surround the entire huge city...

They may have been enemies and enemies.

But at this moment, after reaching the alliance treaty, they are already trying to abandon the remnants of the past.

It cannot be denied that there is indeed the power and power of the gods and spirits at work.

But even so, this is still a miraculous picture.

——All everything, all glory, belongs to the **** of disaster.

The only remaining dragon king, "Conglong" Lei Jin Levi did not fly as anxiously as other dragons, but lay down on the top of an ancient tree, with beautiful white scales reflecting the sunlight and huge. The vertical pupil stared at the noisy city below, as if appreciating the beautiful art painting.