Chapter 3398 I really want to be a widow
After a short period of silence, the worried mood gradually eased, and suddenly I realized that everyone was looking at me with narrowed eyes. I quickly turned around, waved my hand, and said nonchalantly:
"I'm actually worried about the basic order of the universe. Do you understand the order? They had a great time fighting. If it affects the basic order of the universe, I have to deal with the aftermath. I'm not his mother."
"Haha~"
The lady in the black dress rolled her eyes at her dishonest best friend, then added fuel to the fire and joked: "And there's no point worrying, I'm already lying on the bed of the God of Mist."
He squinted his eyes and couldn't help but raise his beautiful eyebrows, spread out the book of order, a holy quill appeared on his fingertips, and quickly wrote:
"Due to the fierce battle with the great will, Ye Lin was seriously injured and was forced to sleep for a period of time. During this period, he had no distractions and was in the sage mode where the world was empty. The duration was..."
Buzz!
Pushia, the goddess of elements, suddenly raised her hand and flashed the ancient divine light. Then the ancient divine light turned into a torrent of knowledge of wisdom and power. Countless illusory information rose and fell, evolving into an article using the oldest three thousand words. Each chapter written in words contains a very mysterious knowledge.
"Ye Lin gave it to me and asked me to forward it to you."
The sudden appearance of knowledge attracted their attention. They squinted their eyes and stopped writing essays. They cast curious eyes and read the ancient texts with interest to see what they were about.
Then their expressions all became shocked, and their beautiful eyes slowly widened. After reading, they slowly turned into water-like tenderness.
Pushia, the goddess of elements, had the aura of a palace queen, easily suppressing the other two goddesses who were teasing each other. Her beautiful and refined face could not hide the smile, and said: "He has gained new knowledge after forcibly improving his status. Now he will The breakthrough of the creation person and the conjecture about the "end" were sent to me through me, hoping that we can have some reference."
"He said that if you feel there is an opportunity, don't miss it."
The way to reach the creation person is to create a well-ordered macrocosm or save the existing macrocosm. During this period, the sea of primordial, the bright sky, and the submission of certain forces can be obtained.
The former one is no longer possible, Caroso is the first light.
The latter method is actually closer to reshaping the universe.
The text of knowledge also gives Ye Lin's guess about the "end", which is inspired by a sentence... "Destruction is creation, destruction is rebirth."
The birth of the end is outside of order, beyond wisdom, and is full of absolute destruction, wanting to destroy everything that exists.
So in an almost twisted way, we can guess that "The End" is the creator of the end universe. He created the new world after the destruction, so he has another kind of creation personality.
The goddess of elements Pushia concluded, "The 'end' exists like a cancer cell in the mortal world, and normal rules cannot limit his madness."
"In our field, maybe means absolute, and maybe He was born because of this." The lady in black dress said calmly.
"Ye Lin also said..."
He narrowed his eyes and slightly curled his lips, "Okay, okay, you're closed, you're great," and then continued to listen to Pushya's retelling.
"If one of us can get that glimmer of an almost illusory yet real opportunity first, he will immediately separate the origin of time, space, chaos, and darkness to that person. It doesn't matter which one of us can ascend to that person."
Maintaining the order of concepts such as life, death, and elements is actually a way to slowly save the universe.
"Where's Wuxuan?" the lady in black dress said casually, but also mentioned it intentionally.
"He said that Wuxuan is a sublineage of the power of life, and life is the best choice."
Narrowing his eyes, he sneered disdainfully, "Haha, it's obviously Wuxuan who controls his waist. Without Wuxuan, he would have been squeezed to death by Naiyali the next day."
He habitually opened his mouth with teasing, squinted his eyes and pretended to accidentally add the suffix "an hour" to the end of the essay.
"He also said..."
"You can't finish it in one breath!" He muttered with narrowed eyes.
"..., and also said that the ancient Terran war was deliberately caused by a great will, and asked us if we knew anything."
The lady in the black dress frowned, shook her head slightly, and sighed, "If we had known that we had done it deliberately, Nimmel would not have had his power shattered. It has not recovered to this day, and neither Remi nor Memet." As for the change of cultivation in a hurry," he raised his hands and smoothed his beautiful blond hair, "He hid it from the gods, I hope it's not too bad."
"Ye Lin gained so much knowledge once he upgraded his status. Well...if we let him do it again, he might gain new knowledge."
"You really want to be a widow." Kunilai took out a piece of vanilla ice cream and took a lick~
Squinting his eyes unmoved, he said intentionally or unintentionally: "I heard that rabbits are actually in heat all year round."
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God Realm
Grayson, the Guardian of the Earth, had his heart plummeting into the abyss, his face was ashen, his pale hair and beard were trembling, his body seemed to have lost his soul, and his empty eyes were like puppets.
The dark realm of memory gradually revealed its light, showing the wind and rain on the misty plateau. The brilliant star characters in the Star Turtle Library were like paint blown away by the wind, slowly disappearing into the air.
One by one, the stars carrying knowledge and memory dimmed and disappeared. All the light spots on the Sacred Stars lost their color, turning gray like an ordinary slate picked up in a quarry.
The Star Turtle Library was used to replace the realm of memory. As the memory space was broken, it failed.
"Failed...failed?" Scriben, the guardian of the realm, appeared on the misty plateau, his voice trembling with a trace of despair.
Scriben is a dark-skinned Fire Tribe, a middle-aged man of average build, with short white hair. He does not look outstanding in appearance, and is an ordinary traveler.
He is also Shu Mo's master and has taught Shu Mo magic knowledge for several years.
As additional preparations, except for Kamelin, who was unable to escape from Chongquan, all the earth guardians and some powerful record keepers were hidden in the misty plateau.
"There is still a chance." Hermit Elgon also felt depressed and said quickly: "Find Cladis, retrieve the complete star list, and there is a chance to awaken the fog god who is about to be ignorant."
"Muwu~"
A beautiful blue-white beast with neon-like fins and tail, the monster Mumu emerged from the mist. She shook her head and seemed to sense some danger, and kept shouting "Muwu~Muwu..."
"Yao Mumu, swallow me again." Ergon was still feeling tired from his old injury, and had to cheer up, wanting to enter the realm of memory again.
"Muwu..."
Yao Mumu swallowed Ergon in one gulp, and after a few seconds quickly spat it out, leaving him with sticky saliva all over his body.
Ergon's face was solemn, and he failed to enter the realm of memory. This means that the memory space has completely collapsed, and the passage in Yao Mumu's belly has also disappeared. It has that ability.
"Mal!"
Ergon stared at the bright Seal of Heaven and shouted quickly, but the latter did not move at all, only floating quietly.
Everyone's hearts felt heavy and heavy, a cloudless night was coming.
The civilization of the God Realm has begun to enter the countdown to destruction.
Boom~~
The fog on the misty plateau suddenly howled and rolled up, turning into a majestic tornado hurricane. The sound of thunder was endless, connecting the sky above to the earth, and a terrifying breath descended from the top.
People were extremely horrified, shaking the three major regions of the God Realm.
At the top of the foggy hurricane, there was a woman wearing a pearl-white diagonal skirt, half-exposing her plump, snow-white legs. She was graceful and beautiful. At this moment, she was standing at the highest point of the storm, looking down at the God Realm coldly. , deep icy blue eyes without any emotion.
Then it was as touching as a fairy descending to earth, and it was so beautiful that it was not like the mortal world. It walked towards the depths of the misty plateau and disappeared from everyone's sight.
Grayson, Scriben, and the other record-keepers, all who saw her true appearance had one question... "Who is she?"
"It's the Mist God." Elgon the Hermit identified the other party's identity from the level of life breath.