Chapter 571 Ke's demolition

  In the wild world at this moment, there is no need for Gong Thirty-Six to make any preparations.

  Naturally, there were a large number of altars, and fires were lit to worship the gods.

   This is an oracle personally issued by the gods in the God Realm.

  Those mortals who serve the gods, even if they don't understand the meaning of it, will still do so.

  When many priests are opened at the same time, the priests with divine power are chanting strange languages ​​at the same time.

  An invisible wind blows across the whole world.

  The whole world is spinning, as if tied with an invisible rope.

  Ke Xiaoliang did not let go of the coordinates of the wild world. Instead, he used his huge divine power to break through the gates, following the coordinates anchored in Gong Sanshiliu's consciousness, and forcibly tore a passage.

  The invisible rope sticks out like a claw.

   And tied to the broken world.

  The bronze son of God in the temple also felt a new surge of life and vitality at the same time.

  The broken world rules seem to have the possibility of order and completeness.

  Between the two worlds, the passage was opened, allowing the broken world to receive the feedback from the wild world for a short time.

   "Quick! Quickly ignite all the bronze trees, take out the collected remains of the gods, and throw them into the divine fire... quick!" The Bronze God Son stood at the gate of the temple, and his voice spread throughout the narrow map fragments.

  Those remaining clansmen riding bronze sheep.

  Those mechanical giant puppets all obeyed his orders and started their long-prepared actions.

  The golden fire ignited those bronze trees.

  Under the bronze tree, what is buried deep is the former world... the last glory, the bones of the strong in the Bronze Age.

  These bones, together with the bronze tree, can squeeze out the last trace of divine power.

  With the help of this burning and transpiring divine power, the broken world 'backhand' grabbed the 'claw' protruding from the wild world.

  The two worlds are completely connected.

  Under the vibration and consumption of divine power, the frequency of certain operations has also been unified out of context.

   Thanks to the broken world, the law of heaven is dead, and the rules are all broken.

  This kind of adjustment between operating frequencies has no effect on the wild world... because all frequencies and laws are set based on the wild world.

  The originally dilapidated world was pulled even more shattered by the sudden burst of pulling force.

  The debris map that was originally at the moment before the explosion was completely shattered in an instant, subdivided into more tiny fragments...or simply restored to basic particles.

  At the same time, just between the eyebrows of the Bronze God Son, an extremely mysterious divine light was constantly flickering, as if breaking free from the shackles and forcibly sublimating.

   The majesty and greatness that does not belong to the bronze **** son bloomed in an instant.

   Bronze God Son... No! Perhaps it should be called the 'God of the Hunt and Light'.

  At this moment, he is definitely not a son of the bronze god.

   There will never be a 'Son of God' with such greatness.

  Even if it is broken and incomplete...it is still a greatness that is hard to see directly.

  The **** of hunting and light is the only surviving **** in that broken world.

  The way he survived was to abandon his identity as a **** and reincarnate as his own son of God.

  The power of the gods is attributed to the world, they are the guardians of the world and the spokespersons of order. The world with the **** system was once extremely powerful and glorious, but it will be broken along with it because of the twilight of the gods.

   Strict rule of rules maintains all balance and order, but kills the only hope and possibility.

  When despair spreads to the whole world from top to bottom, the gods will perish... all living beings will perish, and the world will be broken.

  That's why there are some powerful mythological worlds, so new **** kings are born continuously, and then new gods are created with the **** king as the core.

  One generation of gods replaces one generation of gods... This continues, delaying the death of the world, and using the way of God's War to avoid the twilight of the world as much as possible.

  When the world shatters, the rules die.

  The gods will naturally die.

  On the contrary, it is only a few mortals who can barely survive.

  When the world was broken, there were of course many gods who had choices similar to the **** of hunting and light.

  But they were all waiting and passing away, or they fell, or they gave up everything and chose to leave.

   Some, while incarnating as mortals, dissipated in endless nothingness and turbulence as the world shattered as mortals.

  No matter how great they were once, when they become mortals, they must accept the fate of mortals.

   And the impermanence of fate will not choose to be merciful just because he was once a high god.

   Some of them were surrounded and killed by crazy mortals because they did not completely conceal their identities and exposed their true attributes during the time that could not flow.

   Some even found a way out, abandoned the world that bred them, and wandered in the heavens.

   Only the God of Hunting and Light persevered to the end. He was not able to persevere because he was strong, but because he was lucky enough to survive....

"Now...it's time for me to taste the fruits of the harvest, hunting and light...such subdivided theocracy is no longer suitable for me, I will be the savior of all things, the creator of the gods, the light of enlightenment in the new age , the **** of hunting in the new world is supreme." The **** of hunting and light, in the blazing divine fire, his consciousness can be sublimated to the utmost in a short period of time.

  At this moment, he saw the shattering of 'maps' one by one.

  They all turned into light, and then, like a flowing rainbow, went to another world along the bridge connected by divine power.

  That world...he saw that world.

  Dense forests, rolling snow-capped mountains, vast grasslands, magnificent sea... everything is so majestic and full of attraction.

   It's too young!

  Full of energy and full of possibility.

   This makes the God of Hunting and Light, who is about to fall and is on the verge of extinction, can't help feeling excited.

   During the long wait, he once collected many broken and useless godheads.

  And now... as long as he breaks into the new world, he can try to activate and refine these godheads.

  After accepting the rules of the new world, he will reversely invade the rules of that world, wandering in it... becoming a supreme **** who is born extremely powerful.

   Wow!

   It's like walking through a layer of water.

   Turned into a rainbow, shuttled through the broken world of the void, and fell into the majestic wild world.

  The **** of hunting and light did not hesitate.

  He spilled all the godheads he had collected and began his attempt.

  One Link···Twice Link···Three Links···.

   Gradually, the godheads that had been invalidated absorbed the rules of the new world, and began to reveal their brilliance, showing the value of their existence.

  The God of Hunting and Light greedily swallowed these godheads into his body, and began to use his rapidly recovered power to master and refine these godheads.

  However...variables exist between moments.

  Being the **** of hunting and light, actively fusing various godheads, trying to knead them together and turn them into almighty godheads.

  The entire wild world began to spin at an accelerated speed.

  Om...!

   Moments later, a **** of hunting and light was filled with powerful forces and torn into countless equal parts.

  Then scattered into the still illusory world of gods, and added to the phantoms of a large number of gods waiting to be fed, making them real and fulfilling.

  (end of this chapter)