"This great being united all the powerful people in Chengdu at that time."
"With invincible power, he defeated the high-dimensional warriors who came to attack."
"And he is also the founder who discovered the Reconstruction Star and created the cross-universe teleportation array."
"The future that mankind has today is all due to his strategic planning. One person changed the fate of most of us."
"Without him, none of us would be here today."
"I will always remember the scene where he was enveloped in infinite glory."
"To me, that is true invincibility."
While recounting the history, the old man's face showed admiration and respect from the bottom of his heart.
In this class, these boys and girls all have strong backgrounds.
It is absolutely impossible for the ancient old man in front of me to teach in person without enough family resources.
Their faces were full of shock, not the words that shocked the old man, but the expressions that shocked him.
This is an old antique who is known for his selflessness, and no one can make his expression change in any way.
He is the key force in rebuilding human civilization, powerful and terrifying, and is known as the strongest man in the three-dimensional space and time of the multiverse.
But now, these teenagers suddenly discovered that in the old man's mind, there was someone who he admired and respected.
A young girl couldn't help but ask, "Who is this man? Why is there no record of him in history?"
The old man looked at the girl with deep eyes, a hint of helplessness flashed across his face, "This is an existence that has disappeared from time and space."
"I remember him, I know his name, and I know his appearance, but I can't tell his name or draw his appearance."
"Everything about him can only exist in my memory."
"How is it possible? Why is this happening?" Some boys and girls looked at the old man in disbelief.
If it weren't for the old man's identity, they would probably all jump up and accuse him of lying.
But they knew that it was absolutely impossible for this old man to lie to them, because he had never told a lie in his life, and he was aboveboard and strong-armed.
After class, the old man looked sad as he looked at the students leaving the class.
"This is the 381st time you have asked me this question."
"When you walk out of this classroom and out of my sight, you will forget everything I told you about that man's history."
"Why, your history, your name, your voice and smile will not be remembered by anyone who comes after you."
Zhuang Wuming saw this period of future history through the infinitely distant time, with a strange flash in his eyes.
He smiled at the excited child, nodded, and a ray of spiritual information was transmitted into the child's mind.
"The future of mankind depends on you, come on, young man."
Mr. Children was stunned for a moment, then an unprecedented smile appeared on his face, he clenched his fists and nodded hard.
Opening his mouth seemed to say, "I will definitely work hard."
With a faint smile, Zhuang Wuming watched him disappear into the teleportation array.
The transmission continues. At this time, not only humans, but also intelligent creatures from the dream world are coming, hoping to leave the earth.
Zhuang Wuming did not reject them, but arranged for them to follow the humans and leave together.
The end of the world is coming, and countless people are demanding a way to survive.
Under the desire to survive, no one can watch himself die.
In Egypt, a powerful high-dimensional being led tens of thousands of high-dimensional beings to gather here.
A golden palace like the sun fell on the ancient earth.
The high-dimensional beings unleashed countless forces and bombarded the palace wildly.
In the clouds in the distance, a group of Chinese masters just watched quietly without taking any action.
Because they don't need to take action now.
I don’t know what kind of material this palace is made of, and it is covered with countless lines.
Every line is a rule, filled with the aura of divine power.
This palace is ancient and gorgeous. Within the palace, there are tens of thousands of thrones floating in it.
Inside is a void like the universe, with thousands of thrones arranged in a strange matrix.
On every throne is a god.
Their rules spread out and connected to the center of this void matrix.
A majestic figure stood there, sucking all the rules into his body like chaos.
The Creator of the African Gods, the One God, has a gaze so deep that he sees beyond the palace.
"Gods, there are countless high-dimensional beings attacking us outside."
"We cannot relax for even a moment."
"This palace is the condensation of our divine power and rules. It is the ultimate fortress that I have conceived for countless years - the Pantheon."
"There is still one last step left. Once completed, our rules and divine power will be completely integrated into a whole."
"We can use this pantheon to travel across four or even five dimensions of time and space."
"No one can surround us anymore, so don't have any grudges."
"In this world, being able to survive is the most important thing."
Listening to the only god describing his plan, many gods understood what he wanted to do.
Build a base to ensure your own survival to the greatest extent. It is obvious that the only god has already known the dangers he will face in the future and has made complete preparations.
Outside, tens of thousands of high-dimensional beings were under siege, unable to destroy this huge palace for a long time.
Even if damage is caused, it will be repaired quickly. This is a tough nut to crack.
High dimensional person: tears
He is an existence that has been promoted to the fifth-dimensional transformation level, and he has already realized the purpose of this palace.
Shaking his head, "It's difficult to handle. These are condensed bodies of rules. Continuous attacks will only make them more condensed. Attacking them forcefully is ineffective."
Several high-dimensional beings with powerful auras next to him looked at him, "What should we do, Ti."
Tie is a man with patterns growing all over his body. The air around him is slowly distorting with every move he makes, as if he is an invisible force field, distorting time and space.
His eyes narrowed, "The African gods are using our power to temper this palace and build a spaceship that can cross latitudes."
"It's actually very simple to destroy it, but now we are all just mind-possessed native creatures, and this method cannot be used here."
"To put it simply, there is no solution. Let everyone stop attacking."
"Go to the European battlefield and destroy Mount Olympus and the Nordic gods. Now that these two gods have formed an alliance, they are not easy to deal with."
"In the direction of Jerusalem, the battle between the tens of billions of angels and demons led by Heaven and the high-dimensional beings descended from the eighth dimension such as Emperor Dragon, Mora, Rui, and Orm is fierce, but the winner will soon be determined.