Following this post, the forum instantly became excited.
But it's impossible no matter how you think about it.
Demigods are the limit of the wizarding world.
If you really want to become a god, perhaps as Medusa said, you can only ascend to the divine realm and come to the land of the gods. No one can break through in this barren land.
However, Qiu Mingshan's traffic speed actually said that there is a solution?
After this sentence, not only netizens were excited, but also the two major research institutes behind the scenes were not calm either.
"Perhaps he is just scaremongering and delaying time. After all, he cannot become a god."
One by one, researchers in white coats began to move around, becoming more urgent.
They even wanted to immediately investigate Qiu Mingshan's identity and stop him, but Qiu Mingshan and others had never exposed real-life information, and it was unrealistic to break into this black technology forum.
....
At this moment, Qiu Mingshan was still continuing to speak.
"Don't worry, everyone is responsible for maintaining the game environment and cracking down on famous players! According to the time flow, the inside has almost started. Just wait for the cerebellum inside to go down the mountain. As a live announcer, I will send out screenshots...
I will act as the commentator outside to broadcast live to explain this shocking chess game.
But one hour outside and four years inside, even if you famous players knew about it, it would be impossible to respond!"
Qiu Mingshan quickly said: "This layout can be called the biggest change in the history of the entire wizarding world! This unique layout for thousands of years, if successful, will rewrite the entire world.
In the days to come, man will conquer heaven! All the gods in heaven will be beaten to death by us! We will far surpass the era of the Alchemist Emperor! We will surpass the three witches and open up the era of wizards!"
The only change in the world in a thousand years?
Kill the gods in heaven?
Damn it!
All netizens were excited.
This bastard is really a professional in killing gods...
At the same time, they were sitting in front of the computer, complex thoughts flashing through their minds: We are witnessing everything, the era of the dark witch, the era of the Alchemist Emperor, and the era of the advent of the evil god.
This is an epic that belongs to the world.
Most of us have grown up under the witness, change and participation of "graphic live broadcast", step by step towards glory, the hymns of countless blood and tears, the death and rebirth of countless heroes...
Are we about to reach the last moment?
What drastic changes in the world will happen?
Everyone was aroused by the speed of Qiu Mingshan, and passionate emotions were spreading.
Qiu Mingshan's speed: "The chess game of the world will be completely opened. Let us witness the live broadcast of the first god in the wizarding land!"
"The counterattack is about to begin!"
Wow!
Sure enough, within thirty seconds, the first screenshot appeared.
It was released by Xiao Nao Xia Shan.
"It should be time to get started inside, so let me comment. Let's take a look at this picture first..." Qiu Mingshan started to drive at a serious speed.
The screenshot shows a scene where the sky is falling apart. In the capital of Cthulhu, a terrifying and vast evil god stands up. Blood rains from the sky. Countless people are wailing and running away in the streets.
In the rain of blood, on the street, a blond girl wearing a wizard's robe held a black book and kissed it gently.
Everyone:???
Qiu Mingshan traffic speed:...
What's going on? What happened inside?
Why is your book so unorthodox, so unconventional and yet so endearing?
Bastard, have you fallen too? How do I comment on this picture?
.....
Kingdom of Babylon 1040.
In a dark and nameless space, in the center of the earth, is a black altar covered with exquisite alchemical magic patterns. It is simple and vast, with an extremely distant atmosphere, surrounded by wisps of black smoke, and with an extremely quiet and strange sense of mystery.
Circe sat quietly on the edge of the altar, closing her eyes slightly, as if remembering the scene when everything started in the tribe.
It was a tragic and bloody scene of the three witches holding torches and stepping on mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
"If we don't want to perish!"
"Death cannot crush our arms or destroy our spine! Today, history will record our courage on this day!"
On that day, countless women came, abandoned their husbands, and said goodbye to their children. They knew clearly that it was death and the extreme pain of death, but no one flinched.
"Everything is just like before."
Circe chuckled, as if seeing the years of her youth again, but now, it is the age of young people, whether it is her disciple Medusa, or Armin, Charlotte and others...
In a daze, she seemed to hear Medea whispering softly, "Dear Cirsi, what are you willing to do in order to win?"
"everything."
Circe replied in a low voice.
Suddenly her eyes flashed, and she stared blankly at the hundreds of witch ministers lined up under the altar in front of her.
Boom!
The space is vibrating.
It was serious, dignified, and the atmosphere was dull.
They all clearly understand that the survival of the world depends on this battle, and it is their last hope.
All the elites of the three kingdoms are here, and there are even those powerful prisoners held in the big prison, hundreds of fifth-level wizards, thirty-seven epic wizards, and the latest newcomers who have been on the run for more than a hundred years.
Two junior epic wizard geniuses.
"The world is balanced. The truth for us wizards is equivalent replacement. Whatever we want to get, we must give something..." Circe stood up and stood calmly on the altar, looking at the hundreds of witch ministers below,
"let us start."
.....
Qirati Witch Town.
This is a secret gathering place, but it is deserted.
Except for the high-level wizards in the inner space, there are countless low-level wizards here who have already been scattered all over the world, lurking in the corners of every city, just waiting for the last moment of the world.
In a residential house in a small town.
Lucy, Charlotte, and Armin were holding watering cans in the garden, taking care of the plants and pruning the leaves.
After Lucy was resurrected, she was just a dead soul, with a faint and transparent shadow all over her body, but she was originally a wizard genius born in the academy. The trio of those years had now become level five death wizards.
The three of them were chatting in the garden, like the closest sisters.
Charlotte said softly: "The three of us are finally reunited. I have thought about this scene countless times, and even Armin has stopped me countless times..."
Ermin smiled faintly and did not answer.
Lucy looked at the two of them blankly. She had no idea that she would change the trajectory of the entire world because of herself.
The world seemed to revolve around her, centered on her resurrection.
But now, because of her, the two sisters back then have grown to such extreme levels that the whole world is moved by them. For her to be demigods, it is incredible to think about it.
"The three of them, the trio of back then... are finally complete." A black long sword leaned against the white wall next to him, looking at the scene of the three of them and whispering, as if he saw that those in the garden were not the two monarchs.
The emperor, but three young and laughing girl wizards.
In order to return to this moment, Charlotte paid too much.
"We're leaving. I believe the two of us will come back." Charlotte stood up and picked up the long sword.
"Wait for us." Ermin waved his hand and left the courtyard gate.
There was only a dim and slender ghostly woman left in the garden. Lucy did not speak, but quietly watched them leave.
After leaving a distance, Charlotte turned her head and looked at Armin solemnly, "It's about to begin. Do you still remember your witchcraft? Have you opened its truth?"
Ermin nodded, suddenly remembering the words of the hidden teacher who used to learn ripples:
"The vibration of the world is the origin of everything! The heaven and earth are vibrating! Life is vibrating! Vibration will form ripples! Ripples are the power of life!"
"What about the soul?" Charlotte asked.
Ermin replied, "The soul is also vibrating, and even the soul itself is a kind of ripple energy."
"Remember all this and be sure to come back." Charlotte also laughed.
"Then, go to hell."
As soon as she finished speaking, the entire Pandora sword in Charlotte's hand turned into a black mist, making an alarming hissing sound and piercing Armin's chest.
Wow!
Armin's chest burst with blood and he died instantly.
The next second, Ermin's entire body turned into a thick pool of bloody flesh and was absorbed into the magic sword.
