"Who said we were leaving? As long as we capture you, the world of the gods will be ours. Inside the world of the gods, I can't do anything to you. When we get outside, hum!"
Facing the three creation gods who were chasing after them, God King Saru was not surprised but overjoyed.
Although the world of gods is powerful, there is only one saint-level being, while the Bounty Hunter Guild has five.
Not counting the president who is in retreat, there are only four vice-presidents, four saint-level beings.
Just eating the Stone of Destiny is not enough. Of course, it is enough to catch them all in one go and turn the entire world of gods into a bounty hunter guild, and then the resource world of its subordinates will be satisfying.
"Saru, are these the people you asked me to deal with?"
In the vast universe, a huge black hole appeared. Countless sun, moon and stars twisted and struggled in the black hole, forming a huge human face.
God King Saru turned back slightly, the pages of the Book of Creation in his hand were flying, and he said with a smile: "Farafat, haven't you always wanted the bones of the giants that I collected? Help me get these people, the bones of the giants."
It’s yours.”
"The Bones of the Giant Spirit, okay, that's great." The black hole laughed loudly, and the whole scene was very inconsistent.
Wu Ming didn't feel anything was wrong at all, because Farafat was not a human being, but an awakened black hole.
According to the internal records of the Bounty Hunter Guild, before Farafat became the vice-president, he specialized in devouring the universe to practice.
His way of cultivation is similar to that of Galactus in the Marvel world, but it is also magnified countless times and the self-sublimation is reached to the limit.
The way of devouring, the way of gods, the way of blood, the way of self-evolution.
At the Bounty Hunter Guild Headquarters, every vice-president is good at a certain field.
Seeing Farafat appear, Wu Ming understood that the next battle was not something he could participate in.
And just when he was thinking about how to escape, a portal suddenly appeared in the starry sky, which was exactly the same as Doraemon's portal.
"The main body is guiding us, let's go." Seeing the portal appear, Wu Ming immediately stopped hesitating and walked toward the portal with Her Majesty the Queen and his sister Anne.
Behind him, the God of Justice, holding the Sword of Judgment, saw Wu Ming leaving with the Tablet of Destiny and wanted to intercept him.
Unfortunately, God King Saru and Farafat were not dead, and the war began before the God of Justice could take action.
Boom boom boom...
The roar of battle continued, but the lingering power of the fight made the starry sky tremble.
Wu Ming and others did not dare to look back. Fortunately, the portal appeared in front of the three of them, and they got into the portal just within reach.
Step through the portal in one step and you will be in two worlds in an instant.
This is an ancient city, and the creatures walking in it are weird, including humans, octopus, aliens that look like Predators, and monsters that look like a puddle of mud.
Lucy and Anne both looked gloomy. Too many things had happened today, and it was difficult for them to react.
Instinctively, they held Wu Ming's hands tightly and carefully looked at the strange creatures around them, just like ordinary people coming to the paradise of gods.
"Where is this place, and who is King Saru, and who are you?" Lucy thought she knew Wu Ming very well, but until now, she realized that she didn't understand him at all.
The God of Creation appeared halfway, God King Salu sniped at the God of Creation, and Wu Ming, who kept talking about himself.
All of this gave the Queen so much impact that she couldn't help but feel a little dazed, and her head was already spinning.
"Brother..." Compared to the restless Lucy, Anne's behavior was much better.
The little girl leaned on Wu Ming's body. For her, it was enough to stay with her brother, and the rest didn't matter.
"This is a long story. I will explain it to you later. Now listen to me." Unlike Lucy and the other two who were confused, Wu Ming knew that this was the headquarters of the Bounty Hunter Guild, a division under its jurisdiction.
Will be stationed.
Before he went to the world of gods to do his mission, he was an elder-level guild member and had been assigned an area under his jurisdiction.
Wu Ming guessed without thinking that this should be the jurisdiction of the main body, just like the elders who sit on one side, guarding the guild's secret realm of resources.
"Three distinguished guests, the city lord invites you." A monster with four arms and a triangular head soon appeared next to Wu Ming.
Wu Ming looked at the man in front of him and found that he looked like a mantis, so he said, "Are you from the Mantis tribe?"
"Yes, our guest has good eyesight." The Mandarin tribesman said modestly, but his eyes showed disapproval.
As a member of the demihuman race, the Mantis has a mantis-like head and four thick arms, and is a natural master of swordsmanship.
Among the vast demihuman race, their appearance is the easiest to identify, and being recognized is not a rare thing.
"Where is this place, and what is the name of your city lord?" Wu Ming asked softly, following behind the Mantis tribe.
The Mandarin tribesman looked respectful and turned around to reply: "This is the outskirts of the Sea of Time and belongs to the guild's branch. The city lord who sits here is the distinguished Elder Wu Ming."
As soon as such an answer appeared, Wu Ming smiled heartily.
Sure enough, if you become an elder in a big force, I will definitely prosper.
Look at the ancient city in front of you. It's at least a thousand miles away, and it's close to a secret realm. It's definitely a good place to grab your head.
When I first joined the guild, I was able to take over such an important position. It seems that God King Saru has contributed a lot in it, and he has not worshiped the wrong dock.
"You're back..." The door opened, and a man in black robes was sitting quietly on the black lotus. He was clearly Wu Ming's true self.
The avatar went to the continent of the gods, and the original body sat in the sea of time to meditate. As the saying goes, there is movement and stillness.
Looking at the foreign-looking clone standing below, Wu Ming said unsatisfied: "You have worked hard this time, do you want me to change you back?"
The clone smiled bitterly. He was reincarnated as Gat in the world of gods, and of course he looked like a foreigner.
As for changing back, there is no need for this, because when he changes back, he is not his original body. Changing his appearance to this will give him more comfort and treat himself as an independent existence.
"Looking at the expression on your face, I know your choice. That's right. Although you are also me, after all, you are my master and your deputy. It is right for you to want to go your own way. This is good, Sanzhi.
You showed me a good start on the road ahead, and the road ahead became clearer to me." Seeing that it was himself and not his clone, Wu Ming had a thick smile on his face.
From Daluo Jinxian to quasi-sage, this is a pure accumulation process, and there is no need to understand anything.
As long as there are enough mana and magic weapons, Daluo Jinxian can embark on the road of killing corpses, and there are not many difficulties in the process.
Therefore, Wu Ming is also happy to see the clones embark on an independent path, and he also hopes that they can grow up.
After all, the three corpses are related to the unity and sanctification. If they are not strong, the achievement of the sainthood will be relatively weak.
Just look at the saints in the ancient times and you will know that strong people such as Lao Tzu and Jie Yin can defeat these two saints.
The weak ones, such as Zhunti and Nuwa, although they are also saints, they are saints who were beaten by other saints. The gap is still very big.
Wu Ming does not have much ambition. He does not seek to be the strongest, as long as he is not the weakest.
These days, competing for first place in everything is so tiring.
He is not one of those bitter and resentful protagonists who shouts "30 years to the east of Hedong, 30 years to the west of Hexi". All he wants is to be carefree and live his own life peacefully.
"I will open a channel for you. You will sit on the earth from now on. If you need any resources, you can tell me. I look forward to your growth." Wu Ming left the destiny slate and reached out to swipe it down, opening the door to the earth.
aisle.
The clone nodded slightly, said nothing, and left with Annie and Lucy.
Looking at the disappearing clone, Wu Minggao sat on the black lotus, thinking about his way of the three corpses.
He doesn't care who Anne and Lucy are, he only cares about how far the clone can grow, and the system of gods is something he has never touched. If he wants to go further, it depends on the clone himself.
Of course, although Wu Ming has not touched the way of the gods, God King Salu is an expert in this field.
Wu Ming now belongs to the Saru God King camp, and he doesn't have to worry about his clone not having a way to go up. The only difference is whether he can be lifted up.
"Clone, you have your own ideas and your own concerns, so don't let me down, otherwise..." Wu Ming raised his hand and drew the words good, evil, and self.
Whispered: "I can make you appear, and I can also recycle you. I can't make you stronger, but that's the biggest original sin."
After sending away his clone, Wu Ming sat cross-legged on the black lotus, and his body slowly disappeared.
This is the outer edge of the sea of time and space. The further you go inside, the faster time flows.
1:10000
1:1000000.
Time has no meaning here. As long as you think about it, thousands of years are just a snap of your fingers.
In the blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed, and a million years have passed in the ancient city.
But Wu Ming is even more terrifying. His real place of cultivation is the core of the Sea of Time, where one year is equivalent to the flow of time of 100 million years.
Under the huge power of time, Wu Ming is accumulating mana every day to make up for the mana gap that has not yet been filled after he was promoted to Da Luo.
Tens of billions of years of practice and tens of billions of years of mana accumulation are enough to make a newly promoted Da Luo Jinxian comparable in mana to an established powerhouse.
But on this day, during the long years of hard training, a decree suddenly landed in the secret room of Wu Ming's retreat.
"The president has left seclusion, the God of Creation has fallen, and the world of gods has been initially occupied by the guild. Now, there are two opportunities in front of you. First, according to the agreement, you will divide it into 50 and 50, and you will bring the tablet of destiny, and we will give it to you.
This world is promoted, and each person gets 20% of the control of the world. In this way, you will be blessed by the laws in the world of gods, which is comparable to a saint-level existence.
Second, give up control and hand over the Slate of Destiny to the guild. From now on, you will occupy 20% of the resources produced by the world of gods until this world is destroyed." chaptererror;