There are three gods in the first fire, who are born demigods, who hold the rules and authority of the world of flames.

Soon, under the supervision of White Light and Black Abyss, the three gods who achieved the path began to perform their duties.

Forge this world.

The giant completely surrendered to the glory of the two great beings and chose to sacrifice himself. His body collapsed and transformed into the origin of various lives.

His way and soul returned to the white light with His death and were forged into incomplete things.

It can be said that giants are the origin of most life in the world of flames.

After He created most of his life, his body ushered in death, and the last bit of life turned into a fountain of life.

And seven hundred years ago, when the flames were completely extinguished and the rules of the flame world were changing, the Fountain of Life was subjected to the first wave of change.

The fountain of life collapsed, a small part remained, and a larger part became the last creation of the giant and an unfinished item in the process of change.

The life of the unfinished product is not stable and melts at any time. It can even be left to stay in this area. Where the rules outside tend to be perfect, they will be disturbed once they enter, and then their bodies collapse and die suddenly.

Only in the beginning and most chaotic area of ​​this change can they barely survive, but they don’t like it at all.

The collapsed Holy Valley has nothing but stones. The conflict of rules has left this piece without life on the surface of the world except them.

Even if there is a dead object activation state in another angle, its activity is suppressed to the lowest state.

Any living beings entering this area are particularly conspicuous, which is why these monsters can discover them so quickly.

If the living body lives in the collapsed holy valley for a long time, it will be affected by the environment here and the body will suffer from lesions.

The attacked soldier did not panic, and untied the bottle of potion on his waist and threw it out.

When the fragile potion bottle hit the monster, it broke open, and the medicine liquid inside sprayed out. The peeled skin seemed to spit out several unsystematic syllables from the mouth of the melted monster, and its body was falling down like mud.

The melting liquid that flowed down like diarrhea flowed into the cracks of the rocks. According to Transnaina, the potion she configured can accelerate the melting of monsters, but these monsters are extremely difficult to die.

As long as their body tissue is still in the collapsed holy valley, these melt fluids will once again form their bodies.

Because it is an unfinished item, they even seem to be in an unfinished state.

They can only enter a state of dying, and unless they are taken out of the collapsed holy valley, it will be difficult for them to die.

"More monsters are coming!" Someone warned.

Outside the world, Negri's eyes seemed to see those monsters.

"So that's it!" Negri's observation finally fell on the Eternal Light.

"You have more advantages than I thought."

No wonder when the Eternal Light came to the world through Lorraine's body, he said that he did not expect to come to this world in this way.

"You are the life born in this world, or part of you comes from this world."

"Mequix or giants gave everything to believe in it, and made life in this world, but in the end it became a test subject."

The Eternal Light looked at all this calmly. He was not Mequix. After the two of the Eternal Hot and the Life Carryer were completely united, the only thing left was the Eternal Light.

Besides, Mequix is ​​no longer a giant.

After completing the enlightenment of life, the giant died completely.

Although the existence after reincarnation is similar, it is plausible.

At least the Eternal Light now will not be like a giant, and will completely surrender to the greatness of the White Light and the Black Abyss.

Negri understood that the Eternal Light had His ambitions.

Even though His path is mixed with the source of white light flowing out, He still maintains his dream beyond the control of those two.

He was not afraid that those two knew this.

As experimental subjects, if everything is within their expectations, then such experimental subjects will fail.

This is how Srik was. All his actions were under control, so he had no value. After he escaped from the King of Evil Spirits, he directly hit Negrilorin and Bastanfai.

This experimental product that is of no value to the White Light and Black Abyss was immediately split by the three of them. The experiments conducted now are enough to write the regular characters of the two thighs.

The battle in the void gradually intensified, and the surrounding void matter has changed its form under the influence of these existences. If these forms stabilize and combine together, a new world can be formed.

But I'm afraid this new world will never have a chance to be nurtured.

Under their drive, countless substances collide and entangle with each other, and new things are constantly born here and then destroyed again.

This change can be observed in any world around that is not far apart.

In some far-away worlds, countless astronomers and stargazers were watching the changes in the astronomical phenomena in horror.

Astrological signs are far away from the world, but it is undeniable that their existence will have an impact on the world.

As the astrological changes, the fate of a large number of people is changed, and this is only an indirect effect.

In a deeper level, a large number of lives were blown away by the aftermath of this battle like dust.

There is a world in the void not too far from the world of flames. There is a painter and poet named Herlochceptin. His spiritual talent is extraordinary and he is inevitably affected by this war.

Originally, his brain, who had only been considered artistic thinking, went crazy. He drew an oil painting "Deep in the Starry Sky" that used up all his colors, and then went completely crazy, and he kept muttering the poems he created all his life.

Late at night, the sky is full of stars.

I fell asleep, forever.

I saw everything dazzling in my dream.

So I fell asleep forever.

That's dazzling that I can't understand.

So I fell asleep forever.

They assimilate me, assimilate everything, and ultimately assimilate you.

An eternal sleep is waiting for everyone, because no one can understand the dazzling colors.

In that destroyed starry sky, we will all fall asleep forever...

Because of the reputation of the last painting before the painter went crazy, this oil painting was of great value, but soon, as several wealthy people who collected oil paintings died strangely, the reputation of the ominous painting was confirmed, and then an auction even took place hundreds of people to die, and the remaining two hundred people completely collapsed into a terrifying incident of madman. The oil painting was blocked.

Helochceptin was also listed as a taboo by the state when he recited that poem, but everything was different, and some things could no longer be blocked.

Some weird, crazy, indescribable monsters began to move in this world.

The most famous of them are the soul-scarring people who believe in the golden flames in the deep starry sky, or simply called golden sparks. They seem to have endless energy to collect fuel to ignite themselves.
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