Unknown is like chaos, because it is too complicated and cannot be sorted out, so it cannot be known about its full picture.

In the history of human civilization, a chaotic world in cognition in an ancient sect emerges from the so-called "ignorance" in the heart.

They said:

It is precisely because of the falsehood that it is difficult to meet the truth.

At this moment, Wang He's hand holding the flute tightly loosened a little.

At present, he seems to be in a virtual space in cognition as a "manager", and has a feeling that he can control the fate of everything.

The combination of the law of fate and the flute of the nameless player made him notice:

It seems that you can do everything, build everything, and control everything.

In fact, his desire to "recover" instilled into the flute was indeed realized in reality.

He personally chose the direction of fate flow for the interior of this coffee house space.

Everything that happened during this period was exactly like the name of the mysterious flute itself.

Because it is "nameless", pure white and uncontaminated, you can paste any label and become anything that has "name".

On the other side, in just a short time, the system ghost judged that the ancient silver flute was a top-notch "power tool".

It has excellent adaptability to the law of fate.

But the system ghost still underestimated the quality of the flute.

It is like in a blank destiny, everything exists. The nameless flute, the owner of the power to accommodate and amplify all laws.

This is one of the rules that even Naia has never been exposed to, and it is also a special feature that distinguishes this flute from many other performers' tools.

The ghost of the system wiped the drool that was deliberately created by the corner of his mouth. It perfectly interpreted a feeling of extreme envy with its pixel body.

Then, it went crazy and began to use "task prompts" to play Wang He's "human brain window"

Use public power for personal gain.

At this time, it did not care about moral etiquette at all, because in his opinion, Wang He was 10% the incarnation of Azathus.

It is at least a mysterious existence that can be on par with it or even higher.

Because the power of the law of amplification is a high-level life that can maintain its life and ensure that the fire is preserved.

In the history it understands, it is not that there is no situation where the power is handed over to outsiders, but those outsiders always have only two identities:

First, in the end, they will become loyal and crazy believers.

Second, it is the so-called outsider itself, and it is the incarnation of the master of power.

In the long years, there is no exception in this matter in the impression of the electronic ghost.

However, Wang He really had no time to pay attention to it.

Because not far away, Naia, who is the spokesperson of Azathoth, finally made a judgment on Wang He's special existence.

It, with the instructions of Azathus, which it understands, begins an interpretation of behavior.

With a human skin and an equal attitude, he solemnly performed a Western etiquette to Wang He.

He raised his head and said to Wang He with a half-crazy and half-serious expression: "I have a premonition that your footsteps may reach a place I will never reach."

His decision opened up a new path to its destiny.

Wang He is both a beneficiary and a benefiter.

There is no so-called fairness in the world.

For both parties, it is enough to achieve their respective goals, that is, current, artificially granted, and absolute fairness.

In the seal, Mama's District, after Wang He was taken away by Naiya, the devil became bored again.

Although it is not yawning, in fact, no one dares to attack it.

It seems that there is no need to take action. Because the mercury-shaped door of fate has long disappeared at this time.

However, the gods and various lives lurking nearby still refused to leave.

Those great beings who are seen by others still show that this is the key place of change through new prophetic spells, divination, hexagrams, etc.

But what exactly brings about change, and who leads and leads this change?

They can't know.

At this moment, they learned from the sporadic messages conveyed by believers and other existences that the current problem is still serious:

In their respective kingdoms of gods, their planes, and their hometowns named "homeland", disasters are still continuing and frequent.

This kind of disaster, regardless of form or degree, can be delayed or delayed.

But fundamentally, it cannot be blocked!

This is what everyone knows in common.

Among them, it is not that there are powerful people who know that the world tree is a deviation, but they cannot interfere with or intervene with the world tree itself.

Whether it is the gods, powerful lives and various species, when they arrive near the location of the World Tree and try to explore further to a deeper level, a "rule" will deprive them of their divine nature and various abilities.

In the end, perhaps it was the nutrients that turned into the world tree or it fell here, and no one knew where this kind of existence belonged to it.

Because, they have disappeared forever.

This is an absolute rule that has been verified by countless curious people, countless experimental subjects.

Using the World Tree as the gap to break the dilemma, this path will not work.

At this moment, something not too big brought a distinct color to this already stagnant gray and slightly disappointed environment.

A player came to the Imprint City.

A group of players poured into the Imprint City.

A brand new teleportation point, a check-in sightseeing point, and a node that allows ordinary humans to step onto the stage of the gods again, opens up.

The manipulator behind it is the "system" of the void, or the white ghost agent that has not appeared for a long time.

Then, a scene of miracle unfolded.

A mysterious temple that can resurrect players is made on site in a gorgeous chapel belonging to an unknown genre in the Imprint City.

Sivanas, the team of the god of nature and his alliance, Melikay and other gods, came here with the body of the true god.

And the players came here early, one step ahead of them.

They did not come here through the plan led by Adas, but were finally arrived here with the conditions provided by the two masterminds behind the Void System.

They are the best publicity for the void to step into the center of the world.

The sound, sounded:

"My country is every inch of land I step on."

"My world is every space built outside of me."

"So, this is our country! This is our world!"

Two mechanical electronic sounds sounded at the same time in this temple with "absolute protection" style.

Players, looking at the two serious, high-definition versions of pixel ghosts in their respective systems, were playing at the same time.

They are here declared.

It was them who led the gods of nature here after the manager of fate faded out of the stage.

They began to step one foot into the stage.

The dark red portal used for transmission is exactly the same as what Wang He once opened with the key.

But Wang He not long ago, after testing, he found that he had lost the permission to open the portal.

The key to the portal seemed to have not responded to any of his requests because of Ms. Pain.

So, this place should not be his masterpiece.

On the other hand, in the newly established temple, the two system ghosts made such a big card and high-profile declaration, and then chose to disappear.

The rest is just an orange mission to deliver the players. And the Melikay gods who were standing aside.

At this moment, there is no big connection with these gods.

Now, it is the stage for players.

In the task description, except for explaining that the devil is the target of attack, there are only two inspiring words:

"Just go and fight for survival!"

"For death is not the end, it will once again give you supreme glory and reward."

Wang He, outside the distant plane, operates the additional operating panel provided by the system Black Ghost.

Outside the panel, he used a dry and cold voice to translate the true meaning of the task copy provided by the above ghosts and read it out:

Sorry, just go and die.

The blessing of death is confirmed to have been given.

Wang He thought about it and said, as if he was discussing with someone:

"What we need to do is not to completely open the door, but just push the door open a tiny gap. Let the long-awaited light flow naturally."

"I confirm again: As the administrator of the law of death, are you sure that they are immortal?" Wang He asked loudly and asked.

And the black pixel ghost, holding a version of the black sickle in his hand, showed a shining professional smile:
Chapter completed!