After hearing this, Atabibia couldn't help but nodded.
Sure enough, he guessed right.
The crystal walls of this land are very primitive, and they are severely degraded and dilapidated, so they are trying to find a new ancient god to rule this area.
In his eyes, these crystal walls were primitive adobe rooms, all made of brick walls without cement, putty or floors.
And now he is a decoration architect. What unique wall shapes and hollow window grilles can he decorate? The intersection of the sun and the moon? Multi-layered partitions? Thousand-feuille cakes?
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These need to be studied to see what the limits of the authority that can be modified are.
"The Kingdom of God... It's such an interesting crystal wall universe, but it seems to have infinite possibilities." Atabibia kept thinking and felt that this square world with transparent glass was extremely interesting.
At this time, Noklon, who was sitting on the chair, interrupted their beautiful fantasy:
"Don't be too proud. You three only have temporary authority. Because the higher-ups thought that the mortality rate in this trial was too high, they made a temporary discussion and transferred the seats to you."
"Normally there is only one seat for the Ancient God for the winner. Now all three of you have got three seats. Do you think you are taking advantage?"
"Sorry, nothing good will happen in this world."
"What we are facing is an extremely cruel trial. You are just cannon fodder sent to test the ancient god of light who really doesn't know what to do, a small vanguard."
The three people in front of them suddenly looked serious.
It was as if Nocron in front of him was a stern officer, and the three of them were new recruits about to be sent to the battlefield.
A near-death infiltration mission is about to be carried out.
What they got was obviously too much, which meant they had to pay a higher price and the trip was even more dangerous.
"After this battle, the living people return to this land, and then they can truly win the prize that is only available in normal competitions, the seats of the ancient gods in this area."
"What, do you regret it? It turns out that as long as you play normally and there is almost no risk for your life, you can successfully control this area and become a member of our Thunder God System."
Nocklon's eyes were sharp:
"Of course, if you can do higher now, you can almost have the opportunity to go directly to the top, cross the class and become a chess player, and become a member of the supreme existence."
The corners of Nockron's mouth raised, and he said with a half-smile:
"To put it mildly, under normal circumstances, you have no chance to cross the class. If you encounter any good opportunity this time, when you come back, even the Emperor of Thunder Ancient Temple may treat you with courtesy."
While speaking, Noklon waved his hand and let them go out on their own.
There is obviously only one seat of authority for the ancient gods in this land, but the three people in front of them have all gained the ability to control this area.
This land also ushered in the temporary joint rule of three ancient gods.
But it also illustrates one thing.
This will be a frontline bridgehead, allowing them to prepare various equipment, support, training, and various plans before going to the battlefield.
...
...
After leaving the referee's room where this person existed, the three people in front of them were still in an untouchable and invincible state. The shadows walking side by side even penetrated each other.
Everyone still can't fight each other.
"madman."
Professor Wales breathed out speechlessly, "A good fight, but you want to drag me into the water. Three of us will eliminate two, okay? We are just participating in the promotion competition of the Thunder God Department. It is an orthodox selection, and the loser will not
Damn it, I have to go to the organizer and get into this kind of mess!"
He felt very uncomfortable.
The Black Star cheated him, the Thorns Heavenly Way cheated him, and Wharton wasn't too cheated, but all along the way, there were all kinds of misfortune, helping them wipe their butts, cleaning up their affairs, and holding them back.
It's better now.
He just wanted to play a good promotion match, but he ended up like this?
Inexplicably stopped, went to a larger dangerous area, and continued to obtain the corresponding assessment?
He originally wanted to be promoted to a noble rank in an honest manner.
For a scholar like him who is good at research and dislikes fighting, working as a clerk in the rear is the best option.
The frontline of the heavens and the universe, the border of the Crystal Wall God System, must be the battlefield of various top civilizations, fighting to pieces...
This is not a vast and empty planet universe!
The kind that everyone will never encounter in their lifetime, boundless, lonely, empty, deep and dark, are synonymous with it.
But here are closely connected super-civilized worlds. The density is so high and the connections are so deep that various divine wars are bound to break out.
Not to mention that what is in front of us is obviously a special abnormal area exploration mission.
"Did you know?" Professor Wales suddenly said: "In some low-level civilizations, some job advertisements that appear to be well-paid, or even pay you in advance, are actually deceiving people and cutting off your body tissues."
"I know that." The Emperor was very cold and rarely responded. After all, similar things like this happen in the Martial Arts Continent. To deceive martial artists, it is actually to steal the secrets of martial arts from you.
Professor Wales is a sensitive person: "You are greedy for his money, and he is greedy for your life."
Little did he know, he was really right about what he said.
Giving you the so-called three-seat authority seems to be a big benefit of free prostitution, but it is actually greedy for your lives.
However, Professor Wales thought it was not too late to understand now, but in fact it was already too late.
"I think it's good." The emperor nodded and stroked the crystal wall, "But I don't seem to be good at studying the transformation of this world, so I'll leave it to you."
"I think it's good, too." Artabibia obviously had no intention of entangled with them, and turned around coldly, "I'll be entangled with you in such a mess, unable to touch, intrigues... the battle is too protracted."
"Stop following me."
"Our fight is over."
Looking at Atabibia's retreating back, Professor Wales took a deep breath.
"He just dislikes us. This is how an untouchable battle is. Everyone is high up, overlooking thousands of civilizations. The majestic beings cannot attack each other. It is a disadvantage to strike first, and then use various chess pieces under his command to win and compete for the heavens.
The authorities of the world.”
Professor Wales was speechless.
He doesn't go to the toilet and follows you around day and night. How shy is he?
They rule each other, observe each other, and plan.
This high-level battle is elegant.
But now, Atabibia has indeed thrown them away, and he has no reason to continue to follow them.
"He's quiet now. I'm too lazy to go see him."
The old man was obviously speechless. He turned around and stopped taking the same path as Artabia. "I don't necessarily want to act with him yet. Let's go, let's study the structure of the crystal wall and take charge of the position of the ancient god."
"Let's rest and prepare for a while. I'll take you to see the ruins."
