"Everything on earth will collapse, and everything relying on this human being will turn into bubbles. What God of Light destroys are just some temples on earth. Believers, and they are irrelevant. Even if they are not destroyed by God of Light, they cannot be preserved."
Yang Muyun shook his head, "Even if it will be destroyed sooner or later, it must be destroyed by nature and destroyed by others. If I were to say anything, I would have to hang up the God of Light."
"Before the Ice Age, the focus of the struggle between the gods was indeed resources, beliefs, and interests. But after the Ice Age, the focus of the struggle between the gods should be survival! End through the Ice Age and continue to survive in the next era."
Yang Muyun asked: "So, what horrible things will the Ice Age bring?"
"The birth of the strong in the new era and the recovery of the strong in the old era."
New era? Old era?
Yang Muyun pointed at his nose and asked, "Which era am I considered?"
Laxida thought about it: "You have many rules, most of which will dissipate with the collapse of the world. But some of them can continue into the new world."
"That Ice Age has no effect on me?"
"No! The impact on you is the greatest!" Laxida's voice became colder, "There are many gods destined to fall, and you are their life-saving straw. The more rules you have, the greater the crisis you face will be.
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Yang Muyun said intimately: He has become a life-saving straw in the eyes of all gods. No matter whether this straw can save lives, I will catch it first.
"What should I do?"
When he thought of the dense meteors just now and then there were more powerful meteors in the future, there were tens of thousands of alpacas in Yang Muyun's heart.
Laxida's voice was very dull, "Of course we should take the initiative first. Those gods who are reincarnated will find it out, kill them, strip them of their souls, and destroy them together!"
this……
This is to offend the gods to death.
Yang Muyun couldn't help but wonder if Laxida was giving him bad ideas.
"Isn't this just looking for a needle in a haystack? I can't find it in a while."
"Then burn the mountains and boil the sea, drain the sea water, won't the needle come out?"
How to arrange it?
Isn't this a joke?
But as she smiled, Yang Muyun couldn't laugh.
I really have a trick to burn mountains and boil the sea in my hand.
The power of harvest!
As long as it causes all things to wither, harvests to fail or even harvests; and even deaths can cause humans and all living beings to die. When wars come together, all gods will reincarnate and rise up on the stage of human history and become the most dazzling existence in the world.
But in this way, the world will be devastated.
Yang Muyun hesitated.
In the dark world, he waved his hand to kill hundreds of millions of creatures without frowning, but now, Yang Muyun hesitated.
Because the frogman and other relatives are likely to survive the cold winter in the villain world, it is better to give it a try instead of waiting for death.
But all living things on earth are different, they can live well.
Although he is destined to be unable to escape the Ice Age, it is still okay to live for decades to die.
But if Yang Muyun followed Laxida's advice, everyone would have to die, and what they involved was not one or two races, but all races.
Even the survival of the world.
The current situation is that the nuclear bomb launch button is placed in front of Yang Muyun.
If you don't press the pressure, the world can survive for hundreds of years or thousands of years.
All living things may have a hard time, but at least they can survive.
The price is that Yang Muyun himself will be regarded as a hot commodity by the gods and welcome the endless assassination.
If pressed, all creatures, including the gods, will be killed or injured in just a few years or at most decades.
The advantage is that Yang Muyun is likely to survive.
This is a difficult choice.
Yang Muyun has always regarded himself as a savior.
Don’t the time travelers come to save the world?
But judging from the current situation, how could I become the devil who destroyed the world?
"Once I make this decision, the gods will definitely be impatient to kill me!"
etc!
Yang Muyun suddenly thought of a possibility.
"Isn't it me, the source of fear of the gods?"
The gods, including Yang Muyun himself, all believed that a barbarian summoned the extraordinary demon king of the world, and even reincarnated in the lower world.
Laxida also thought of this possibility.
"If the root of the world is in you, things will be easy to do, and everything is under control. But if it is not... it is a real disaster."
Yang Muyun patted his head irritably.
"If there are other world-destructive disasters, we should gather our strength to fight together. If I activate the power of harvest, I will give the gods a back sting."
But if not, every point of the power of the gods will hit him hard.
A difference in thought is a difference in mud.
One thought is heaven, one thought is hell.
One thought becomes a god, one thought becomes a demon.
Faced with this black and white choice, Yang Muyun and Laxida were both frowning.
Yang Muyun couldn't help but think of contacting the God of Sky to obtain some information.
Or slow down and wait and see what changes are going on.
But Rashida said, "Don't hesitate, and delay for a while, those reincarnated gods will be born."
"Then how should I choose?"
Laxida sighed, "Fate is tied to your fingertips. No matter how you choose, it is the arrangement of fate."
Hearing this, Yang Muyun wanted to guess the coins.
However, the Three Leaves of the Life Tree next to it made a sentence.
"Why must the gods fight against disasters be the gods, not us?"
One sentence awakened Yang Muyun and Laxida.
Yes, why not.
If you choose the wrong choice, the villain world will really encounter a crisis of world destruction.
But if you have the ability to turn the tide and flatten everything, you don’t need to be in a dilemma.
Wait until you start to clean up the old mountains and rivers.
At this moment, a terrifying light burst out from Yang Muyun's eyes.
It was a kind of spiritual spirit that was extremely crazy but firm.
"Even if this world is really destroyed, at worst, I will recreate it from scratch!"
While speaking, Yang Muyun picked up a stone from the ground.
The palms were rubbed with force, and the stones were crushed, turning into fine stone powder and flowing down from the fingers.
On the ground, stone powder slowly accumulates, forming a small mound of soil, like a mini grave.
But a pair of tender leaves popped out of the soil bun and stretched out at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Do you remember when you first met me?" said the Tree of Life.
Yang Muyun nodded, "It was raining and flooding at that time. You use the terrain to attract creatures, then hunt them and bury them under the tree as nutrients."
"Only the land nourished by flesh and blood can give birth to a stronger life. Life will never end, it will only lie dormant - no matter one year, ten thousand years, or an era."