Qin Ze stepped into the gate of the abyss.
Then, the time rules in the world disappeared, and the world was annihilated in an instant.
When Qin Ze returned to the abyss again, he turned around and saw that the space gate had disappeared.
This means that the Lingmou world no longer exists from now on.
Yuan Kui always guarded outside.
Qin Ze jumped on the back of Yuan Kui and sighed softly: "Let's go."
Yuan Kui flapped its wings and disappeared into the clouds.
Qin Ze sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and recalled the conversation he had just had with Baiyan.
His life trajectory was covered by the so-called "white fog", and this turning point started when he left the place of origin, that is, when he obtained the source of the golden god.
Qin Ze raised his hand, looked at the spreading golden divine pattern, and murmured to himself: "The source of the golden god was changed by the divine tree, and the foundation is the blood of the wild god."
"Bai Yan said that no matter you or me, we are chess pieces of the wild god to turn the tide."
"And I have become a chess piece that is out of control and even outside the chessboard."
"All this is thanks to the divine tree."
"But why did the divine tree do this?"
Qin Ze felt like a large experimental field, and everyone wanted to shovel a few shovels of soil on him and plant a seed.
The clones in the local area network cursed.
"How dare you! Do you really think that the Pretty God is a soft persimmon?"
"Go ahead and try it. When a Chaos Lord grows in the field, you won't be able to laugh anymore."
"Shovel mine~"
"The King Kong shovel is for sale in front. It's cheap and good quality. First come first served!"
"..."
Qin Ze shook his head: "Old Huang, Old Huang, what are you planning?"
Brother Swallow said in a deep voice: "No matter what they plan to do, we just need to do our job step by step."
"Now we are chess pieces outside the chessboard. After a while, we can even overturn the chessboard."
The magician nodded: "That's right! The Pretty God's chessboard is the only one that has the final say!"
The clones talked a lot, diluting Qin Ze's slightly sad thoughts.
He glanced at Miss Jianxie, who was tirelessly taking her baby to play with clouds, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.
"Such a life is not bad."
Qin Ze flipped his wrist and took out the relics of the Dark Bird.
The relic was not complete, less than one-third.
The last breath of the Dark Bird was probably the relic.
But the Dark Bird didn't expect that the Hundred Eyes had a trick up their sleeve before they died, and they grabbed a part of the broken relic.
The King of Dharma sighed: "Hundred Eyes is a man of conscience. Next time you take out its soul bead, remember to give it anesthesia first, it will be easy and painless."
Qin Ze checked it once and found nothing unusual about the relic.
"Keep an eye on it."
Qin Ze released several kings and surrounded them.
This was his first time to absorb a relic from "God", and he didn't know what would happen.
The hunchbacked magician patted his chest: "I'm here, no accidents."
The Lord of Mist grabbed the magician's wrist and nodded to Qin Ze: "I'm here, no accidents."
Qin Ze was relieved when he saw this.
The Source of God was activated.
The vertical and horizontal golden divine patterns were released from the palm of his hand, and the relic was wrapped in an instant.
Miss Jianxia saw Qin Ze suddenly release so many puppets, and she also brought Erwa back to guard beside him.
As the relics were absorbed bit by bit, Qin Ze could clearly feel the progress bar slowly rising.
The Emperor Engine suddenly started, and the power of the relics was divided into two.
One part flowed into the Source of God, and the other part was swallowed by the Emperor Engine.
Qin Ze frowned slightly.
Fortunately, the Emperor Engine only swallowed a little and then stopped.
As the relics were completely absorbed, the golden divine ring condensed behind Qin Ze's head.
He opened his eyes, and the divine pattern shone brightly.
Just when Qin Ze was about to check the progress bar of the Source of God, his spiritual sea of consciousness suddenly boiled.
A ferocious-looking bird phantom appeared in the sea of consciousness.
呖——
The bird cried, flapped its wings wildly, and the sea of consciousness was stirred up by storms.
Qin Ze felt like someone was hitting his head with eighty hammers, and his head was buzzing.
Roar——
The golden dragon leaped up and hit the bird's chest hard.
The bird staggered and stabilized itself, fighting the dragon head-on.
Qin Ze didn't expect that the remnant of the dark bird was so strong that it could not lose in his home court.
The spiritual tree rose from the ground, and the tree canopy covered the entire sea of consciousness, while imprisoning the bird.
The dragon swung its tail, and the bird's phantom was shattered in an instant.
Qin Ze exhaled a breath of turbid air, and his spiritual sea of consciousness finally calmed down.
"No wonder few gods would absorb the relics of the strange god..."
The incomplete relics alone contain such strong "pollution". If they were replaced with complete relics, the "pollution" might not be something Qin Ze can contend with now.
The part of the relics left by Baiyan is just polluted.It is what Qin Ze can purify with his current power.
The Dharma King said, "Very good, Baiyanxian has also shoveled the soil on your experimental field."
Qin Ze is now not afraid of tickles.
He checked the "progress bar" of the Source of God, which has increased from 70% to 75%.
The clones were jubilant.
"Very good! It will soon reach 100%!"
"This is a small step for the Pretty God, but a big step for all races!"
"One person's enlightenment will bring success to the world! By then, we will all be demigods!"
"Half of a god... there is nothing wrong with your calculation."
"..."
Qin Ze can clearly feel that he has become stronger again.
The sequelae of the three-second real man have now disappeared.
Is this a benefit of the progress bar rising?
Whether it is mental power or physical strength, another layer of enhancement has been added.
Now, a level nine warrior is only worthy of carrying shoes in front of the Pretty God.
"Next is the diary segment of serious people that we love to see."
Qin Ze held the history book in both hands and quickly turned to the place where he read last time.
When he turned to the next page, he couldn't help but frown.
"It was torn off again."
The last time the book said that the God of the Wilderness thought of the selection plan for the second-generation star gate and planned to put it into action.
But when Qin Ze turned to the back, he didn't see the following, and seventeen pages of the diary were torn off.
Qin Ze didn't like Lao Huang's book-tearing behavior.
[13,300 years of the Divine Calendar]
At this time, it has been exactly five hundred years since the God of the Wilderness came up with the second-generation star gate plan.
[The truth of the world is so cruel...]
[More and more Star Gods are breaking their Dao hearts, or are completely giving up, or standing on the side of the strange beasts]
[The current situation seems to be a stalemate, but in fact the balance is slowly tilting towards the strange beasts]
[These old things, even my Star Gate can't save them]
Qin Ze's curiosity is overflowing. What is the truth of the world? Even the gods can't accept it.
The God of Machinery, including the sudden rebellion of Lao Huang later, are very likely related to this.
The King of Dharma said lightly: "It's funny, we have no heart, how can we talk about the Dao heart breaking?"
The Lord of Mist: "Is this something worth showing off?"
Qin Ze shook his head and refocused his eyes on the history book.
When he saw the following line of words, his face suddenly changed.
[I'm about to die...]