In the Sea of Knowledge, the silver magicians who had just entered the virtual realm were running away like crazy. They also wanted to exit the virtual realm directly, but just exiting the virtual realm required twenty seconds of staying still, which was enough time for the creatures in the virtual realm.
After a hearty meal, I picked my teeth.
They never thought that the quiet sea of knowledge would one day become so furious, with waves hitting them dizzy one after another. They also never thought that even if they swam for a long time, they might not encounter a fish-killing dragon, but one day it would.
It was so crowded that they had no way to escape!
Countless virtual creatures emerged from the seabed. Creatures in the growth stage that were rarely seen in the past were everywhere, and there were even some mature creatures that spread their wings and flew in the air. What frightened the magicians even more was that the creature penetrated thousands of miles of white mist.
The mournful cries, just hearing them made their souls tremble and their spirits drained away - this suppression of personality far beyond imagination, at least for existences above the complete body!
One after another, silver magicians died at the mouths of virtual creatures, and many even lost their lives as a result. Magicians do not really escape death every time, but after their death, their souls will quickly return within a few seconds.
Generally speaking, virtual creatures can only take a few more bites at this time. The magician can at least leave some soul behind to make a comeback.
But this time, every magician is guarded by at least ten virtual realm creatures. Once he dies, ten bloody mouths will bite his soul crazily. Even the magician who managed to save his life by luck and strength will not be able to survive.
Without exception, they were severely injured and couldn't even take care of themselves while lying in bed!
The situation in Time Continent is much better, because many magicians died before they could react.
Those magicians who thought that the "Weaver of Destiny", "The Bull of the Sky Wheel" and "The Time Walker" were just spreading lies, and that the so-called "White Bull" was actually a natural phenomenon and not a life at all, on this day they witnessed something that might be unprecedented, and maybe even unprecedented.
Wonder.
They saw the white bull running.
It runs wildly across the time continent at a speed that is a hundred times faster than normal walking. No matter you are a proud man of heaven, a fighting genius, or a senior magician, at this moment you can only watch time go away from you at a speed of a hundred times, and the flowing golden river is almost like a flood.
The speed of breaking the dam follows the white bull.
The magicians drive virtual wings and use miracles, but they can't catch up with the passing time and can only fall into the realm of silence that loses all color.
If you can die quietly in the Quiet Realm where time stops, then the silver magicians in the Sea of Knowledge will probably bite their silver teeth in envy. After all, dying in the Quiet Realm will not be as damaging to the soul as being bitten by the Fish-Slaying Dragon.
But the problem is that the time continent is a circle, and the white bull will run back.
Before they were completely still and died, the White Bull had completed a circle and returned. The violent Gold River ravaged the earth like a flood. The magicians were submerged in the Gold River before they could react, and were washed away by time.
That's fine if they are young people, but for old magicians, the erosion of the Golden River will accelerate the aging of their souls. The last moments of their souls will become the waves of this time flood, and they will never have the chance to return to reality.
Although there were heavy casualties, it actually had little impact on society, because in this sudden disaster, both the sacred magicians and the legendary magicians were safe and sound. Ruby Mountain had been in a state of internal and external isolation before, and the new three-story virtual realm dream ladder
"It is under construction, and the Holy Domain magicians who try to explore will be killed by strange accidents. As time goes by, everyone naturally waits for the dream staircase to be decorated.
The five countries almost immediately issued a "high-risk warning for the virtual realm" to prevent magicians from connecting to the virtual realm. No one knew why the virtual realm suddenly became violent, let alone why the virtual realm targeted the magicians, but they could vaguely realize that they were just being
The anger just spreads.
While they are moving forward with heavy burdens, there must be someone who is taking the time to calm down.
No one can stay out of it. When a speck of dust falls from the times, it will become a mountain above everyone's head. The strong at the top can always pick the fruits, and the weak at the bottom always have to pay the price.
However, if the magicians who suffered heavy losses and even died this time could know the truth, they might have some comfort. Because they are not the only ones who have to pay the price this time.
*
In the Blood Moon Heaven, on the altar in front of the world's secret area "Sea of Blood", the Skinned Twins, the Scarlet Maid, the Night Shadow Priest, and the Blessing Angel led tens of millions of subjects to kneel down and pray. The ever-scarlet moon fell into something that even the Blood Moon Angel had never seen.
Total lunar eclipse, leaving only the bright crown
The shadows of the moon spread around, and the world became dark, except for the turbid dark red in the sea of blood still flowing.
As the blood sea gradually boiled, the water inside also changed from dark red to bright red. It was obviously so violent, but when he walked out from the depths of the sea, the sea water gently lifted his bare feet with clear joints and pushed him affectionately.
Tall naked body.
His skin is as pale as snow, and his black hair hangs down like a waterfall, but his body is as muscular as a work of art sculpted by God himself; his eyes are blood red and as bright as gems, but he also has a supple and flexible wolf tail; he has gluttonous fangs.
, and even more furious claws.
He is the intertwining of blood and moon, and is the ruler who stands at the top of all races.
When he landed on the altar, the blood moon resumed its brilliance, but all the light belonged to the only master of this world. Each light weaved the most noble robe on him. The vast sea of blood swept up and turned respectfully.
For the shawl, to add glory to the most benevolent and kind king.
"Stars." Blood Moon Extreme Master said calmly: "This time, you win."
*
In the Omniscient Heaven, in this world built by countless layers of spider webs, the bell-listening angels, the last-word angels, and the watching angels came to the center of the heaven. In front of them, there was a cocoon woven by spider silk. The cocoon was tightly woven, and countless darkness came from inside.
Whisper, every word is a secret, every sigh is a piece of history.
When the cocoon cracked, countless pieces of black cloth escaped from the cracks, and the whole world became black and white. The spider web and the black cloth together weaved an unimaginable giant web. The black cloth contained all the secrets of the past.
, Bai Si observes all the truths now. When they are combined, they become the whole future of this world.
In the center of the cocoon, a long-legged lady with long pink and purple hair slowly opened her eyes. She stretched out her hand and picked up the paper umbrella rising from the center of black and white. She opened the paper umbrella and raised it, and outside the umbrella were black and white.
Bai's pursuit merged, but the train that was still speeding was reflected inside the umbrella.
"Stars," the omniscient Weaver narrowed his eyes, "this is just my prelude, the real victory or defeat is yet to come."
*
In the Utopian Heaven, there is a small library located on a world tree that runs through the sky and the earth. But in this library, there are hundreds of millions of books. If anyone is lucky enough to visit this library,
You can find that every book here is a magician's manual.
In the center of the library, there is also a magician's manual. When the wind blows open its pages, it is blank at first, but soon lines of text appear:
"He is the most beautiful human being in the world, with long hair like the sun and eyes like the moon. He can hear the sounds of all things and see the colors of all things. His bones are stronger than the hardest alloy. He
His flesh and blood will regenerate every time he breathes. His body structure perfectly embodies the beauty of engineering, and his power is under control in every movement of his hands and feet; his brain is the most complex neural network, and everything he thinks can influence reality..."
As hundreds of pages were filled with words in seconds, the figure of an orange-haired boy emerged from the pages little by little. When he landed on the floor, the magician's manual behind him also disappeared.
He raised his hand, and a storm of knowledge instantly set off in the library. Hundreds of millions of magician's manuals gathered in his hand and condensed into a pair of glasses, which he gently put on.
"This time." The Fantasy Music Master sighed, "I lost."
*
In the Everlasting Heaven, the never-ending banquet is still being held in the world's secret area "Hall of Valor". They are drinking and reveling. Brave men from ten thousand years ago, warriors from thousands of years ago, and countless strong men travel through time and space to gather here and enjoy the blessings of fate on them.
The reward for bravery.
Death is never the only ending.
Suddenly, the golden bell in the Hall of Heroes rang with a sound that reached all over the world, awakening the blood of the dead and the fighting spirit of the dead. When the golden bell rings, the banquet will enter its climax!
All the heroic spirits obtained flesh and blood bodies and magical weapons. They looked at each other and raised their weapons with respect. After waiting for so long, they could finally know who is the most brave god of war in this hall.
Bones and flesh turned into mud, blood flowed into rivers, the beacon fire burned out, and the sound of drums faded away. When the soldier killed the last brave man and stood up from the sea of blood in the mountain of corpses, he looked around and found that no one was standing except himself.
He went beyond the banquet where the wine and food were cold and the food was cold.
Crossing the pale wasteland paved with bones, crossing the scalding river of blood, crossing the lush wheat fields, crossing the snow-capped mountains, we arrived at the only throne in the Hall of Heroes.
When he sat down, his hair turned silvery white, his skin was like weathered rock, and his face was carved with deep traces by the years. He crossed his hands, and the bells of the Hall of Valor rang again to celebrate the last anniversary.
The strong warrior returns to his throne!
"Next time," Lord Wu Jian Yuan said in a deep voice, "I will not lose again."
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