In the 'directionality' of the two rituals of divine power, some very useful information is often returned.

This information is not the most precious coordinates, but it is also a very precious name, level of divine power, name of divine domain, etc.

This one is very interesting.

It seems that in the dream universe, all gods, whether they are earth gods or external gods, hang their door numbers containing information about gods in a place where others can see them at a glance, and they can see them with a scan.

The system can scan out information about the external gods that invade the earth before the external gods invade, which is also based on this setting.

From a certain perspective, the two rituals of the king and the prince are more similar to the existence of the system.

...

Now, the king and the prince put the ritual array map sent by the postman into the two rituals and quickly received a reward.

‘The God King, Domino, takes 3826 days to analyze its coordinates’.

More than three thousand days.

Ten years.

As far as the current level of the king and prince's divine power is concerned.

It is impossible to have so much time to slowly grind and parse its coordinates.

It's equivalent to no solution.

The prince couldn't help but feel a little surprised, but was surprised that it was not because of the time it took too long, but because it was too short.

The two rituals just now took Zhang Qilan's memory as the "directionality" to analyze the coordinates of the God of the Alien Heaven. It took four years.

What is the level of this "God King" named "Domino"?

If the coordinates are analyzed, it will only take more than twice as long as the God of the Alien Heaven with medium divine power. Then wouldn’t it be the first level of the high god, and what is the “God King”?

The time when the two rituals analyze the coordinates of the gods must be based on the level of the gods.

For example, it only takes about ten days to analyze the earth's gods of weak levels.

Then this "Domino God King" is only equivalent to a higher god, and it is even worse than that.

So is He really the leader of the Invading External God or something?

I always feel a little weak.

...

Earth No. 12335.

The postman is conducting a prayer ceremony.

Follow the instructions of the ‘Domino God’.

When performing prayer rituals, you need to interrupt the link with the system and block out all the family's interference. You are alone, located on the top of the mountain, put down the rituals and sacrifices, and pray to the great, only, Domino God who dominates everything.

In this way, the true God will give you a "free voucher". With this "free voucher", you will no longer have to worry about being marked by the external god.

The postman didn't believe it either.

But the prophet Domino pointed out to him continuously that the number of the earth gods marked because of disrespect to the true God, and indeed, as he said, those earths with digital dimensions quickly fell into the hands of external gods and fell into the battle of extinction.

This miraculous performance forced the postman to believe it.

While following the prophet's instructions, he preached to other gods on earth, including but not limited to threats and intimidation, he collected the creation particles tributed to the true god of Domino, with a large number of them, and a total of tens of thousands.

Today, we finally collected all the items, so we set up sacrifices on the top of Mount Kilimanjaro, known as the "Roof of Africa", and tributed to the true God Domino according to the guidance of the prophet.

In addition to isolating all external communications, the postman also opened a video window with the prophet.

If the postman has learned about telecommunications fraud cases that were popular in a certain country in the East before the earth reduced the dimensions, such as fraud cases that asked the victim to turn off all communication methods, lock themselves in a hotel, and communicate only with scammers, and can fool them, you will find that their situation is so similar.

But the postman didn't know.

Now, through the video, the Prophet Domino was satisfied with the ten thousand creation particles.

"The postman, the true God sensed your awe, and He will definitely bring you a voucher." The prophet praised the postman.

"That's great. I'm still worried that I'm not enough. In fact, I can go to the core to find some more, more than tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands. It's just a waste of time when I go back and forth." The postman smiled honestly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Ten thousand, hundreds of thousands..." The prophet who looked like a fairy-like spirit swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling that this opportunity should not be missed. The ones in front of you and the ones in the future are also required. "Postman, if your relatives and friends need to be exempted from vouchers, you can also replace them and sacrifice to the true god."

"Really? Thank God~" the postman was very surprised, "Then I want to sacrifice one for all my friends. Well, Pan An Giant, I should have it too, but unfortunately Bingli has been marked, otherwise..."

Speaking of this, the postman was a little sad.

Bingli is his good friend. If he had seen the power of the true God of Domino earlier, he would have been able to avoid the invasion of Bingli's earth.

"As long as you pay enough, the true God of Domino can even bring grace to the gods on earth who are being invaded by external gods!" said the prophet hurriedly.

"Really? How much does that need?" The postman's eyes lit up.

"Fifty thousand... Well, I guess I need 100,000 Creation particles..." The prophet hesitated a little, probably thinking that the number was too huge. At present, the overall mineral deposit of Creation particles in the system is no more than 200,000.

"Then I have to go to the core a few more times, but it doesn't matter. When I find out the path, my family can go there too. Then there will be a constant source of energy and transport the Creation particles out. I hope Bingli can hold on for a while... I have to tell her this good news!" The postman made up his mind.

The postman's family is a very strange army.

The postman called it the "Bell Army". Although there were only 5,000 people, they were all in the silver level.

That's right, the postman summoned five thousand Bells, namely "Survival in the Wild", "Adventure with Bell", and "This tastes crispy, chicken-flavored".

"The postman must first complete this tribute to the true God of Domino, and then talk about other things, otherwise the true God will be angry!" The prophet warned the postman not to be impulsive.

"Yes, yes, I understand." The postman nodded and agreed.

"Start it." said the Prophet.

The lens is pulled away.

I saw a huge summoning ritual magic array on the top of Mount Kilimanjaro, which was the same structure as the one in the two rituals that the king and princes had only magnified by nearly a hundred times, and was activated.

The energy composed of creation particles began to be injected into the formation, and ten thousand creation particles began to float into the air, like stars shining in the sun.

Above this huge formation, the originally clear weather began to fall into haze, as if the sky of the postman Earth had broken a huge hole of 1,000 meters and went straight to the unknown depths of the universe. A hundred-meter hand stretched out from the depths of the universe, and from this break, it reached to the postman's earth...

Extend to the top of Mount Kilimanjaro.

Extend to those creation particles.

This scene shocked the postman.

This is the power of the true god!

The prophet also shouted in the postman's ear: "The true God of Domino has arrived!"

However, just as this spectacular scene lasted for less than a minute, the huge hand of the god suddenly retracted before reaching the top of Mount Kilimanjaro, as if frightened. The clouds rewind, the cosmic vision was obscured, and the postman's earth returned to the blue sky and the sun.

Looking up at the blue sky, the white clouds were floating, leaving only a huge roar: "The despicable god on earth dares to peek at my divine realm!"

Apart from this sound, the strangeness just now was like a spring dream in the daytime, without any trace.

"Ah..." The postman was stunned.

"Ah..." The prophet was also stunned.

...

‘Name: Bell

Race: Silver-level troops (all terrain).

Attack power:C

Defense:C

Viability: A

Faith: Friendly (initial)

Specialties: Extreme survival, skillful hands, devouring everything.’
Chapter completed!