The heart of civilization is the cradle of civilization and also a tomb. Countless civilizations are buried there and countless civilizations were born.
A brilliant light is filling the air, it is the light of civilization, countless flames are swaying, bright and gray, all surrounding the heart of civilization.
As the fairy ships and the teams of various civilizations approached, wisps of strange light came, which was the light of civilization.
On the fairy boat, Qin Tiange's eyes were blurred, and he was led into incomparably vast worlds with a ray of civilization.
There, civilizations flourished and declined. Countless civilizations were born, became strong and then declined.
It's like a reincarnation, the reincarnation of civilization, endless, as if it will never end.
He saw an extremely powerful civilization that ruled the galaxy and was a supreme overlord civilization.
It's a pity that it eventually led to destruction, the end of civilization, and only a small group of the strongest ones remained, which equaled the complete destruction of the ethnic group and civilization.
"People are born, old, sick and die, and civilizations also rise and fall. Could it be that everything in the world cannot escape reincarnation?"
There was a murmur in Qin Tiange's consciousness, and each ancient and vast picture, lit up by a ray of civilization, kept flashing in the sea of consciousness.
He was immersed in it, unable to extricate himself, as if as a bystander, he saw each civilization come into existence from scratch and eventually go extinct.
Ancient and powerful races and terrifying starry sky overlord-level civilizations are all coming to an end and completely collapsed.
The fairy ship keeps moving forward, and wisps of light of civilization are falling. Bathed in these strange lights, everyone can't help but be immersed in it and unable to extricate themselves.
Some dazzling lights of civilization fell, allowing people to see the extremely prosperous civilization and race.
But when some dim light fell, people saw a scene of death and decadence, the collapse of civilization, the annihilation of races, and all kinds of things.
In short, as the teams of various ethnic groups and major civilizations approached the heart of civilization, they passed through the layers of fire of civilization and saw countless shocking scenes.
That is the information record of civilization, that kind of picture, recording the beginning and end of countless civilizations.
Sizzling...
At this time, in Qin Tiange's heart, endless disasters were rolling and roaring, consuming his heart.
This is a disaster from the human race. It is endless, and it is getting more and more fierce, as if it will completely wipe out Qin Tiange's heart.
That mind has always remained clear-headed, unmoved, firm in its beliefs, unwavering, and unyielding.
"My heart is eternal and will endure countless hardships..."
A murmur full of determination came from his heart, which was the most determined voice from Qin Tiange.
That kind of spiritual voice is empty when it penetrates, shaking the body, shaking the power of calamity and disaster.
This strange scene seems to be gestating a terrible thing in the heart, attracting endless disasters to destroy it.
I saw that in the heart of civilization, wisps of brilliance suddenly fell from the blossoming fire of civilization. Some were as bright as the bright sun, and some were as dim as the cold moon. In life and death, two completely different radiances fell.
Outside Qin Tiange's body, he gradually absorbed these rays of light on his own, and the rays of light from civilization were constantly intertwined and converged.
Gradually, Qin Tiange's body was enveloped by a layer of civilization's glory, half bright and flawless, and half cold and dead.
The lights of the two civilizations were entangled with each other, constantly intertwined, and attracted by Qin Tiange's body independently.
It is a strange scene, but no one can see it, because everyone who enters here is immersed in the magnificent picture of the ups and downs of civilization.
No one knew that Qin Tiange could absorb the light of civilization independently, forming a hazy glow outside his body.
Half bright and half cold, they were entangled with each other and gradually invaded Qin Tiange's body.
This light of civilization breaks through the infinite power of disaster in the heart of the body and flows directly into the heart.
boom!
In an instant, the heart burst out with a violent beating, extremely powerful, and terrifying streams of blood poured out.
The gray blood, with a hint of ferocity and violence, swept through the body like a stormy sea.
The blood is thick, like slurry flowing out of chaos, sweeping through the body with a world-destroying power, sweeping through countless cells, shaking each cell to become more transparent.
Clang!
I saw a strange sonorous sound coming from my heart, as if it came from a long time ago, when human ancestors began to light firewood and pass it on from generation to generation.
The fire was ignited, and with the atmosphere of civilization, it was continuously passed down, and countless wisdom fires belonging to the ancient human race were collected and immortalized.
The firewood is the fire of civilization. It is a kind of fire of civilization. From the moment when human ancestors started to derive the firewood of civilization, they have started an ancient and powerful human civilization.
Where this flame comes from is unknown, but it contains a kind of civilized atmosphere.
Qin Tiange's heart strangely absorbed the light of civilization emanating from the civilized heart outside.
The flames of civilization, with scattered sparks constantly scattered, gathered together, and were instinctively gathered in Qin Tiange's heart and inhaled.
Absorbing these little sparks, Qin Tiange suddenly gathered a faint spark in his heart.
It was a faint spark, flickering on and off, constantly glowing faintly in the darkness.
boom!
Suddenly, the densely packed flames above the Civilized Heart suddenly swayed, and wisps of strange flames were separated, and they all poured into Qin Tiange's body.
When countless lights of civilization converged, the point became brighter and brighter, and finally exploded with a bang, turning into a small flame.
The fire of civilization!
It was a fire of civilization. Qin Tiange actually planted a fire in his heart, which gathered with countless lights of civilization. After being blocked and refined by the power of endless disasters, it finally converged into a fire of civilization.
It is a wisp of fire, swaying in the heart, constantly burning, exuding the atmosphere of civilization.
surprise!
Qin Tiange actually created a fire of civilization in his heart, which was incredible and shocking.
As this fire of civilization was derived, it kept burning in the heart, and actually absorbed the power of disaster outside the heart and used it as fuel.
The flame swayed, flickering on and off, a small flame, brilliant and flawless, exuding an aura of incomparable holiness.
The fire of civilization burned and immediately swallowed up the endless power of disaster outside the heart. The fire spread and became blazing.
Boom...
The heart was shaking, and the endless external disasters and punishments surged and roared, but they were ignited by traces of strange flames.
The power of disaster burned and turned into raging flames, which continued to burn and eventually became unstoppable.
"The fire of civilization?"
At the same time, Qin Tiange woke up from that wonderful mood and was shocked to find that the changes in his heart had been wiped out by endless disasters.
But now, the power of those disasters has completely burned, turned into nutrients, ignited flames, gathered into a sea of fire, and completely enveloped the heart.
In his heart, the surging power of luck fell into it like gasoline, forming a huge fire on the spot.
The fire burned, sweeping through the whole body, and suddenly illuminated Qin Tiange's body, his bones, internal organs, inside and outside.
The fire of civilization actually washed away his body, then rolled back, poured into his heart, and gradually turned into wisps of holy flames.
Qin Tiange was confused and astonished that he had condensed a fire of civilization without even realizing it.
"How did I condense the fire of civilization?" Qin Tiange looked surprised and kept recalling, but unfortunately he didn't have any memory.
He looked around, and saw the endless light of civilization falling, and wisps of sparks flying, continuously gathering in his body.
Seeing this, Qin Tiange suddenly realized that he had absorbed the fire of civilization here, thus igniting the endless power of disaster in his heart and turning it into the fire of civilization.
Moreover, as the fire of civilization was ignited, a small tributary immediately branched out from the long river of destiny, pouring directly into the fire of civilization, as if it was used as fuel to continuously support this strange flame.
Luck serves as nourishment and disaster serves as fuel. The two burn together and turn into a fire of civilization that will never be extinguished.
"My Emperor, hurry up and absorb those dim fires of civilization..."
At this time, an anxious voice came from somewhere and entered his mind, making Qin Tiange suddenly startled.
That was the voice of the prophet, and then I realized that everything was the prophet secretly helping me.
Thinking of this, Qin Tiange instinctively opened his mouth, and a terrifying suction force burst out, swallowing the sky and the earth.
In an instant, the gray fires of civilization suddenly trembled in the void, and were cut down directly by a mysterious force.
One after another, the dim fires of civilization continued to gather and were swallowed into Qin Tiange's body.
These fires of civilization, with the aura of death and decadence, were swallowed up by Qin Tiange, constantly integrating into the fire of civilization in his heart.
Death is not terrible. Sometimes death represents new life. For example, a civilization gradually wakes up from the ruins of death, ignites the fire of civilization again, and continues to inherit and develop.
The ruins of death actually contain some kind of strange vitality. The dim fires of civilization represent the decline, death and destruction of civilizations.
However, Qin Tiange, with the mysterious help of the prophet, stole the fire of civilization here, the fire of civilization that had declined and died.
"Um?"
Suddenly, Qin Tiange's expression condensed, and he suddenly sensed a powerful aura, which was a wave of thought aura at the time and space level.
"Prophet, disconnect!"
Qin Tiange shouted in his heart and immediately cut off the power. The dense flames that originally poured down were swallowed up by him, then he closed his eyes and fell into ignorant consciousness.
The next moment, a tyrannical thought swept over here, a powerful thought from the time and space level swept over, over and over again, as if looking for something.
"strangeness..."
A whisper came from endless time and space, with a hint of doubt.