Li Qing's consciousness was attached to Herodotus from beginning to end, imitating him.
However, even it was copied in the wrong direction. It also had a broken crystal core and embarked on the same wrong path.
This made Li Qing feel a little emotional. After all, civilization is not achieved overnight.
At this moment.
The man sitting on the throne also had a broken ruby on his forehead. He just glanced at him with cold eyes and told the truth lightly:
"Are you curious? I also tried to enter this realm, but failed. I am about to leave this world and perish."
Herodotus quickly recovered from his surprise.
The other party had a similar six-thorn crown before.
Now that we have entered the same realm again, from beginning to end, the other party should only have the power of recovery.
This is the existing path.
I am not the first to create something, I am just chasing the civilization monuments ahead of him and imitating him.
However, it seems that the other party also failed.
The crystal core is broken and life is short.
He is just a ray of will that temporarily revives, and failure is normal.
It seems that this realm is not so easy to break through.
Suddenly, he felt that his failure was acceptable, and he felt relieved and felt more comfortable.
A deep voice came:
"Boy! The fact that you have come this far is extremely impressive even in our time. At your age, I am far inferior to you."
Sitting on his seat, the demon monarch chuckled lightly, showing a bit of nostalgia and melancholy.
"In the first breath, the third realm, the fourth realm, and even the fifth realm are half broken. If it were in our time, some old guys would fight to death for you and want to accept you as their disciple."
His pair of reddish-brown eyes quietly told the vicissitudes of life.
"In today's world, after all, some powerful people have emerged."
"How many eras have passed, how many civilizations have been extinguished, from the disappearance of the giant god king of Enshige's giant dynasty in the Shattering War, to the eternal sleep of the Black Mirror Queen in the Ash King City of the shattered black soil, and the demigod Geer of the Sky Kingdom.
Out of the crystal wall, into the vast chaos, disappearing never to return..."
Everyone was shocked and their bodies were shaking involuntarily.
"Each of them is shining brightly, but it's a pity..."
"Those splendid ones had their brilliance, but they all turned into waves and disappeared in the era. The ancient gods outside the chaos were used as chess pieces to let endless worlds fight for them, even if the world was barren and the earth collapsed...
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"In the past, many civilizations have stepped into the real semi-true gods and were surrounded by thorns, but only a few people broke away from their fate and hid themselves. Like me, I am dying but not dead, sleeping in the old days."
"And you..."
The man suddenly smiled.
"No, it's you."
He looked at Herodotus and the countless Abyss mages in front of him, with a bit of expectation in his eyes, and said:
"If we can step into this realm, perhaps the civilization of this era will be able to climb to the peak of our previous achievements, or even break into the path that we have never succeeded in."
"Civilization in this era may not be just a flash. You are already qualified to know my name."
"Fist Nocron."
The name is short, named after a simple fist, and seems ordinary.
In fact, the title "organ" may have a heavy meaning in the entire history of biological evolution.
Taking the endless evolution of life in the fist field to the pinnacle, unrivaled by anyone, and opening up the world with one punch, perhaps it can be called the word "fist".
And that terrifying punch, as seen by the world, has indeed entered an incredible situation.
"This era may surpass us."
The ancient demon king Nokron in front of him suddenly thought of something and looked at Talus who suddenly crawled back.
He was very embarrassed.
If it weren't for the Devil's Hand, which provided the Slime Lord with the ability to regenerate, he might have died instantly just now.
Demon Lord Nokron frowned and said: "Talus, you are still weak and not as good as him. This is my last gift."
He took off the broken ruby from his forehead and placed it on the man's hand.
The whole palace suddenly fell silent.
However, Nokron's whole body suddenly lost its core of life, gradually melted, and completely turned into a thin old man.
"It's really interesting. In this era, some surprising possibilities have emerged."
The long voice echoed throughout the Abyss Palace.
"The gods are long gone, and the saints have quietly passed away. God never really loves the world, just as the world never really loves itself. They only love the hidden truth."
"Spend your blood, go through wars, even if the world is desolate, life is destroyed, and the heroes of the era roar on the mountain peaks, we must still pursue the desire high in the sky."
Wow.
A sea of water rippled, and the three abyss masters quickly split on the ground.
This time it came temporarily, that ancient existence finally turned into history and returned to eternal silence.
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at the same time.
Talus first put on the ruby on his forehead and looked at the elf king Herodotus, who was about to die soon.
This man only has less than sixty seconds left to live. At his last moment, he will definitely want to level down the entire upper echelons of the abyss world.
"Then, please, let's have a second decisive battle." Talus said. He was already the strongest man in the abyss world and was responsible for the life and death of the entire race.
The decisive battle has completely begun.
Boom!!
Almost at the same time, their fight broke out for the second time.
There was a broken dark red gem crystal core between the eyebrows of both sides, and half-stepped into that mysterious realm, this terrifying power completely burst out.
Bang bang bang!
After several battles, the two sides fought their way out of the abyss and came to the surface of the sea.
Bang bang bang!
The crystal-walled sky above our heads casts a faint afterglow, and the dusk sun witnesses the two people in this myth.
They fought all the way, constantly moving the battlefield, hitting the world passage at the junction, hitting the elven world, and constantly colliding on the earth.
The whole world seems to have become their battlefield.
Houses made of mud fell apart.
Trees are falling.
Waves swept across the earth in circles, and countless dust flew up.
boom!
The next moment, their battle was under the World Tree, constantly climbing the huge trunk, jumping among the branches and leaves, and constantly chasing.
The battle of just a few dozen seconds in life seems like centuries have passed.
Herodotus is giving away the last afterglow and composing the final madness.
...
The other side.
Minnis took the gods who had become mortals and watched the battle from a distance.
That's incredible crushing power.
Minnis recalled the life of this man who was once hailed as the hero of the empire, and he suddenly felt an extremely complicated impulse in his heart.
"I can't do anything." He suddenly couldn't help but fell to his knees. This man, who was said to be the closest to the God King, covered his face and cried bitterly like a cowardly child.
He was not crying because of Herodotus, but because of the strong feeling of powerlessness that he could not decide his own destiny.
...
...
suddenly.
Electric light flows on the leaves, and the whole world lights up.
A voice suddenly laughed, and Herodotus finally let go:
"Hahahaha! I can't stop for the rest of my life! I just want to use this last battle to practice a few more magic tricks and perfect the Elf Code before killing you!"
Terrifying battles broke out in the trees, and electricity surged.
suddenly.
The leaves on the World Tree were ignited, the flames burned everything, the sky was filled with heavy fog, the choking smell was devouring it, and the fragile groups on the ground were dying.
"Run!" On the earth, human tribes and elven tribes were running and screaming. The chaotic scene was like a tragic scene at the end of the world.
The humans took refuge under the leadership of the Archmage Antony, and Selideen, the natural guardian of the elves, ran with the people of the elves.
In this mobile fleeing team, Nature Watcher Selideen looked at the picture on the World Tree in the sky,
"The gods are dead and the World Tree is burning. Who will protect us in the future?"
Archmage Anthony's face gradually became firmer, "We protect ourselves, and our own race will have our own gods."
...
At the junction of the world, in front of the tunnel, the high-level people of the abyss looked at the overwhelming flames from a distance.
The heat in the sky is rolling wildly.
The flames of the earth swept into the sky.
The crypt lord Asilon and the Naga witch Sylph looked side by side at the picture of destruction, their hearts suppressed by horror.
Crypt Lord Asilon raised his head and murmured to himself: "In the land of elves and gods, the gifts of each world are given to one person, and the kings of both sides are engaged in the final war."
The branches and leaves of the sacred tree were set on fire and were riddled with burns.
The burning world tree burst into flames again.
Hua la la la~~~
Half of the country on the earth seemed to be shrouded in flames, bombarding the vast land and sweeping across the prairie fire.
It is as if the entire elven kingdom is shrouded in the original era that can never be returned to and has become a distant ideal.
Thousands of years later, these charred stones and the hazy and gray crystal walls all indicate that the world has suffered incredible destructive wars.
At that time, people must have passed down this description by word of mouth:
"In ancient times, when humans and elves were born, the rules of the world had not yet differentiated, and the times were changing like flames. The god-king Herodotus used all the embers to turn into the elven code that opened the era of divine magic."
