Miss Jianxia's mood during this period can be described as a roller coaster, with ups and downs.
First, the water-attributed flying sword was lost and recovered, and then she accidentally found the way to the origin.
As a result, now the way is gone.
Qin Ze comforted: "One day you will find it."
Before he just flew up, Zi Yue told him the method of "opening the door" through mental power.
But Qin Ze did not intend to test it himself, or it was not the time to test it yet.
First of all, a large number of complete world masters are needed.
However, the revival of the world master means the demise of the world, and all the life in it will die.
Qin Ze can't destroy a world to verify a possibility.
A world like the Fantasy Clan is rare, and it is difficult to meet another one that is exactly the same.
Secondly, Qin Ze does not think that the other end of the space channel is the origin.
He has been to the origin in person and even saw the goddess of life with his own eyes.
Now looking at the abyss clans, Qin Ze can say loudly that no one knows the origin better than him.
On the other side of the passage, there was a heavy atmosphere of dusk, which was even worse than the habitats of those evil gods.
Qin Ze had two guesses about this.
The first one was that Zi Yue was really lucky and the other side was really the place of origin.
However, it seemed to have undergone some major changes in the past three years, causing it to become what it is now.
The second possibility was that it was the tomb of the gods mentioned by the dream god.
The dream god had been hiding there, and the goddess must have looked for that place.
It was reasonable for the dream god to escape from it and the goddess to follow the clues.
But what Qin Ze could not understand the most was that the goddess of life had turned evil.
"Is this the reason why the goddess wanted to die in her diary?"
And the goddess was sleeping well in the temple, why did she suddenly wake up?
Qin Ze's expression changed, and he thought of the damn rabbit.
"We have to hurry to the origin place to find out."
"It will be troublesome if the dead rabbit breaks the sacred tree."
The sacred tree is the root of all races. It is she who gave birth to the civilization of all races.
If the sacred tree falls, there is no need for the catastrophe of all races. All races will die.
Qin Ze was a little annoyed. Why didn't he slap the rabbit to death at the beginning?
Then, he took out the relic of the master of the illusion clan and put it in his palm.
The texture of the relic of the master of the illusion clan is like jelly, bouncy and bouncy.
Qin Ze stretched out his tongue and licked it.
"It doesn't taste much..."
"Fuck!"
"Why did I become the same as them!"
Qin Ze shook his head. It must be infected by the clones.
The clones were disdainful.
"Forget it, just what you want to taste."
"You can fool your brothers, but why fool yourself?"
"We all know each other well, we all know what you are thinking."
"Let me taste it~"
"Let's make soup, everyone has a share."
"Please, pretty god, let me lick it, just once!"
"..."
Miss Jianxie also came over at this time.
Like the clones, she was also very curious about such a complete relic.
This time Qin Ze decided to change the way and put the relic into his mouth.
Chew, chew, chew...
Gurgle~
The clones swallowed their saliva and asked impatiently: "Is it delicious?"
Qin Ze said: "Don't you know what it tastes like?"
One clone said: "That's different!"
"Delicious is not just about the taste, but also the preparation before the meal, the touch of the mouth, the enjoyment when chewing, and the refreshing feeling when swallowing."
"It's a whole process."
Qin Ze was speechless. When did a gourmet appear among the clones?
The Light Prayer smiled: "There is never a lack of genius on this green field."
Ignoring the noisy clones, Qin Ze checked the progress bar of the Source of God, which increased from 65% to 70%.
Qin Ze sighed silently, feeling a little disappointed.
This is a complete relic of the master, and it has only increased a little bit.
"Will it only increase by a decimal point later?"
Qin Ze couldn't help but think of a shopping app.
Seeing Qin Ze take out the history book and start reading it, Miss Jian Xia, who couldn't understand it, ran to the side to fiddle with the clouds.
The water flow released by the water-attributed flying sword was sharper than a knife, and Miss Jian Xia played with all the passing clouds.
Qin Ze couldn't wait to turn to the last page.
The ending was that the God of Wilderness went to the origin to visit the goddess, and the goddess asked him to kill herself.
Qin Ze sorted out his thoughts and turned to the next page.
[Divine Calendar 12,800 Years]
Qin Ze frowned, the time was wrong.
The previous page was only a little over 2,700 years, and nearly 80 years were missing in the middle.Time.
Qin Ze glanced down, and the content recorded there did not connect with the previous page.
He pulled the book apart with force, and indeed saw the remnants of torn pages in the middle.
"One, two, three..."
Qin Ze counted, and a full ten pages were torn off.
Who tore it?
Was it the God of Wilderness?
The missing part was exactly about the decision of the God of Wilderness.
Should he kill the Goddess of Life?
If nothing unexpected happened, it was very likely that the information related to the Tribulation of All Races was recorded.
After all, the Goddess of Life wanted to die because of the Tribulation of All Races.
The God of Dreams only said that the Tribulation of All Races was a "new beginning", and Qin Ze was still thinking about seeing more details in the diary.
Helplessly, Qin Ze had to look down from here.
[The guy who designed the war puppet is a genius. With the power of the goddess, they can be reborn more than a hundred times]
[Yes, that genius is me, hahahaha]
[Based on the diversity of the forms of the beasts, I also designed various appearances for the war puppets]
[Thanks to my war puppets over the years, otherwise those useless gods would have been flattened by the strange beasts long ago]
Qin Ze blinked. The Yuan puppet was indeed created by the God of Wilderness. No wonder the blood of the God of Wilderness can be controlled as smoothly as a remote control.
The source of the infinite resurrection of the Yuan puppet is the power of the goddess, which explains that the goddess of the spirit race, who is a believer of the goddess, can also give simple commands.
Qin Ze's mind emerged with the scene of the Yuan puppet group fighting against the beast tide. It was quite exciting to think about it.
[I helped those old guys solve such a big problem, but they still make trouble all day long]
[You still want to go to the origin to see the goddess]
[How dare you! Can you see the goddess whenever you want? ]
[From now on, no one can see me without my permission. I am the gatekeeper of the goddess!]
Qin Ze could tell from the cheerful tone of the God of Wilderness that the gods were no longer as one-sided as they were when they first faced the strange beasts.
Moreover, he and the goddess seemed to have reached some kind of agreement?
[No star gate means no new gods are born]
[The strange beast gods have been harvesting faith by means of plague in recent years, and their number is increasing]
[Fortunately, a genius like me has thought of a countermeasure]
[That is to recast the star gate]