The first thousand one hundred and fifty-six chapters willful epic
The giant cyan dragon hovers in the sky. The spiritual body carrying the vigorous will has completed the transformation and is filled with vigorous vitality. At this time, this vitality volatilizes and permeates the surrounding earth, promoting the development of this land.
Plants grow and develop rapidly, even mutating.
Muria has not been involved in the field of the law of life, but he has a deep understanding of the law of death. Life and death are laws that are entangled like twins. They seem to be opposites, but in fact they are one law.
Just like Hades, who controls death and judges the sins of the dead souls during their lives, most of them hold the power to give new life to the dead souls. The birth of every newborn is generally inseparable from Hades, who represents death.
Muria, who has used the power of the Seven Desolate Demon Gods to get involved in the law of death, also has a lot of understanding of the law of life. Although this level cannot be compared with the gods who are responsible for the law of life, it is used to stimulate the vitality of the plants in the land.
More than enough.
The epic is such a rogue existence. No matter what the law is, for the epic, there is only a question of whether it wants to control it, not whether it can control it. This is also a problem that makes people trapped in their own priesthood and have not been able to control it for tens of thousands of years.
Further belief is a place where gods are envious and jealous.
At this time, Muria used his insignificant law of life to realize the wish of this tribe of upright apes to not starve. Wild fruit trees that can bear fruit, and some that look like weeds have not yet been harvested.
Cereals, edible plants tamed by these erect apes, grew rapidly within sight of the naked eye.
Such miraculous changes in the surroundings immediately attracted the attention of the erect apes. They looked at the edible fruit trees with amazement, growing rapidly, mixed with some "weeds" that they had no idea of their function.
And such changes also slightly dissipated some of the dissatisfaction of these erect apes. They could see that the Lord of the Sky had descended and exerted great power to make these fruit trees grow rapidly.
But there are still some desperate apes with some resentment in their hearts. Although these wild fruits can also satisfy their hunger, they cannot be compared with meat.
"I pray that you will not go hungry!"
After selecting all the plants within a hundred miles that could be planted and bear fruit, Muria lowered her dragon head, which had become somewhat illusory, and stared at the Ape Priest in front of her with a look of fanaticism.
"I have achieved it!"
The giant green dragon circled in the sky, and then collapsed, leaving only a thick green light that disappeared into the brow of the upright ape priest below.
"The method of farming!" The Priest Ape erectus who was hit by the clear light knelt on the ground and was stunned for a while, then he came back to his senses and muttered to himself, and then a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.
"Praise the great Lord of the Sky..." The Ape Priest, who understood what the coming majestic being had left behind for him, kowtowed repeatedly on the altar like a madman.
The Lord of the Sky, who had just exerted his mighty power, not only left them a hearty meal, but also left enough means for their tribe to avoid hunger for generations to come.
Farm!
This is the gift left by Muria, who came to this world with Will, enjoyed the scenery of another world, and relieved the boredom for a while. Originally, this tribe could have an all-you-can-eat carnival feast, but because of his arrival
But I can only eat vegetarian food.
If he just spawned a bunch of wild fruits for them, that would be too much. So, he left behind the basic conditions for civilization, the method of farming.
Whether it is nomadic or hunting, their food sources are extremely unstable and are easily affected by various environmental factors. In contrast, the food obtained from farming is very stable. And a stable food source is the basis for the development of civilization.
foundation.
As for Muria's intention of leaving behind the farming method, the ape-man priest simply couldn't understand it. The only thing he could understand was that this method would allow them to have a stable source of food in the future and no longer have to worry about starvation. And this
That's enough.
In the wild land where the fire of wisdom has just been born, it is very exciting to see what kind of changes a tribe with enough food can bring to the world.
At the very least, this is the case with Muria, who left behind the method of farming. An inadvertent, insignificant gift can change a world and create civilization.
The impact of powerful power fascinates Muria, but only a novice epic like him can do such a thing. Because normal epics generally have no wish for such a different world.
It is to ignore it.
Even if the object of their prayers and worship is very consistent with their own power, no epic will consume their own power and lower their will, because this is an act of no gain and an extreme waste of time.
Of course, it cannot be said that Muria's act of coming to the will this time was a waste of power. He still gained something. For example, this was just born in the void and gave birth to the coordinates of a world that did not live long in the void.
"But it's still of no use!"
Muria, who was traveling rapidly on the Golden Light Avenue in the darkness and nothingness, looked at the world coordinates he had deduced and sighed helplessly.
Such a world is basically unprofitable. Even the evil god who was born to destroy the world would not take a second look at this kind of world. In this newly born world, not only are the creatures in it powerful, but they are basically
If there is no accumulation of foundation, even if it is destroyed by force, it will be good to maintain a balance of income and expenditure.
However, Muria didn't intend to plot anything. He just heard the prayers of these giant apes in the void, and then came down. It was pure boredom and curiosity.
And now, Muria can feel that he is not far away from the world community that breeds countless living things.
Because there were more and more illusory prayers ringing in his ears, which was the most distinctive sign that he was about to arrive in a world community with life.
These sounds are basically standard for powerful beings that can walk freely in the void. The more powerful the being, the more summoning sounds it can attract. Of course, it also has a certain relationship with time.
When Muria first achieved the epic achievement, he quickly reincarnated in various worlds. The time he stayed in the void was extremely short, leaving very few traces, so he basically did not hear these sounds from all worlds.
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But when his strength reached a certain level and he was recognized by his elders as being able to travel in the void without resorting to the magic of heavenly demons, he was sent to the void by the Ten Thousand Realms Teleportation Hall, and then he continued to travel in the void.
To move forward is to stay for a long time.
And this can be regarded as leaving traces belonging to him in the void. These traces intersect with various information flows emanating from various worlds, and then form Muria, what is heard by the ears and seen before the eyes.
Although Muria's name has not yet been transmitted in the void and all realms, it does not prevent the existence in the material world from communicating with him through rituals.
Because Muria can be directly classified as a majestic existence walking in the void, many creatures that communicate with the Void God do not communicate with anyone by name, but directly communicate with the broad concept of the Void God.
The concept can greatly ensure the success rate of communication.
So at this time, Muria saw and heard the most about all kinds of strange and extraordinary intelligent creatures, asking for communication, trying to offer some special items, and then exchange them for something that could change their own destiny.
Muria ignored all the mortal objects that tried to trade with him, and instead chose the information that was communicated to him by chance.
Basically, it was just for entertainment out of boredom, so Muria randomly picked two of them and then lowered her will.
The first one was because the power of communication was too weak and was simply not enough to maintain his existence. His will did not fully come to him. He just glanced at the surrounding strong forces and had to withdraw.
As for the second one, the sacrificers were very well prepared, but those sacrifices were not prepared for his coming at all, but were prepared by those fools for their own stomachs. As for the sky that they lusted after
Lord, they don't care much at all.
And because the nature of the Lord of the Sky they imagined was very consistent with Muria, Muria could use this to come, and then Muria had a hint of playfulness, leaving behind a pair of people who were still in the ancient era.
In this world, it can be called bug farming.
If the world has a main line or a destiny, then the so-called world line has a destiny, and it will definitely be messed up because of his move.
God knows what the world will become because of his arrival. Even Muria himself doesn't know, because he doesn't know at this time that he no longer needs his true body to come into contact with mortal things.
When the will comes, it can infect mortal things and transform them into its dependents.
Muria felt that he still had some time to reach the world community, so he prepared to respond to the prayer that was accidentally communicated to him for the third time.
"Who is better to respond to?"
Muria looked at the hundreds of intelligent creatures with different shapes, lives and even strengths reflected in front of him, and selected the prayers he liked more.
At this time, the importance of appearance came to light, because all the prayers that looked like bugs or weird ghosts were ignored by Muria. He first chose those creatures that were more pleasing to the eye.
"Well, this is good, it's just her."
A slight wave of time and space rippled, and a girl covered in blood was reflected in Muria's eyes. At the same time, there was also an emotional wave of despair in the girl's heart.