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Chapter 386

In the safe hall of the main **** of the guild, Mu Feng spoke sarcastically without grace.

With the sound of sizzling, the teleportation gate jumping in the arc was torn open behind his head, arrogantly strode out, and looked around.

"It's all done."

"Yes, we've got it all done - we're still raging." Mu Feng looked at the vacant Uranus throne and said with narrowed eyes.

"Actually, I think that this world does a lot of harm to our healthy mentality... You see, I have already risen up, and the so-called **** O is nothing more than such an idea."

These gods are cowardly, incompetent, and manic, as if they were human beings full of flaws.

But in essence, this is just their disguise. The weakness of the weak is because it is inherently difficult to change, and the flaws such as God O are just a mask that is actively expressed.

"I have collected enough 'material'."

Mu Feng put his hands behind his back and said indifferently.

"God's blood containing divine power can be used as the genetic code of pure high-level life forms after cracking the 'code' contained in them. My body will be further expanded."

"Of course, what's more important is our deeper breakthrough and mastery of psionic energy."

Arrogantly said softly, above the tentacles that stretched out from the crimson robe, the scarlet gem was suspended.

"To turn the false into the true, but because of the effect, the understanding of the higher level of spiritual energy has broken through. Maybe... we are qualified to call it God?"

If they place their souls in a virtual world constructed like a STEM device, and then link themselves through a high-level psionic technique called the use of divine power, to achieve a channel of worship, belief and realization.

Mu Feng, indeed, has the ability to turn himself into a **** in the true sense!

"No, we still have a way to go." Mu Feng replied indifferently, he pointed at his head and sneered mockingly.

"How can there be a **** in this world who can't even dig out the things in his own mind? If a **** only has this appearance, it would be too ridiculous and generous."

"Right."

From beginning to end, even now, the existence of that unknown 'system' is still the biggest problem in his heart. If he doesn't dig out the stuff in his head, he will never get peace of mind.

The hall of the main **** of the guild also began to collapse, and the dust and stones that had been shaken off kept falling, which was joined by the hurried footsteps outside the door.

"Let's go." Mu Feng glanced at the vacant throne for the last time, and walked into the portal with Arrogance.

Ouranos has left here, he has left Orari, who has been his protector.

As early as the moment he reached cooperation with him, the main **** of the guild had already made up his mind - he decided to leave Orari, who he created by himself.

The existence of Orari has guided the existence of the family system that has sheltered the world to this day. It has to be admitted that the actions of Uranos are indeed the blessings that have sheltered the living creatures of the earth world to this day.

But Uranos also has to admit that it is precisely because of the existence of the family system and the size of Orari that the civilization of the earth world has fallen into a near-eternal stagnation.

There is no need to repeat this old-fashioned topic, and for Uranus, he is willing to admit it frankly, agreeing that it is his own inadequacy.

The family system no longer needs to exist.

It should be said that it should no longer become the mainstream and the only optimal solution on this earth. In the future, this earth will flourish with many civilizations - technology, magic, martial arts, and a hundred flowers will bloom.

And the family system may become one of these countless answers, and Uranos readily accepts this, because what he longs for is always a prosperous era where humans and gods coexist.

He is so committed to the good future that he is willing to accept the bad present.

unbreakable

Ouranos knew this truth. If he just allowed those brand-new technologies to develop, and still allowed the family system and Orari to exist, then the diversification of civilization would be impossible to talk about.

Maybe sooner or later, conflicting thoughts and interests will make different systems fight with each other, or even die. If it got to that point, it would be better for him to detonate the bomb in advance.

Using the 'promised moment' of the dungeon to let those monsters bring another disaster of destruction to the world is what Uranos promised.

Without his permission, the rage would not have allowed Thanatos to successfully stimulate the dungeon into the final rampage.

The final chess player and black player in this plan are Mu Feng and Ouranos.

The main **** who made the rules seems pedantic and looks like a wooden goddess is actually the deepest chess player. This person who was initially avoided and then challenged has now become Mu Feng's biggest collaborator.

A thriving and new civilization will be reborn from the wreckage of the earth, in which all the disturbing elements that will destroy the world and reshape it towards greatness will be eradicated.

For example, those gods of war, and for example... gods who love their children too much.

Those seemingly evil gods of music actually pose little threat to the revival and growth of civilization. Moreover, Mu Feng's promise will also divert the attention of these gods who seek pleasure from the revival of the earth.

Now, the gods of war have all been forced to return to the sky, and the rest are the gods who love their children deeply...

That is, the gods who are still willing to stay in Orali and still fight for this city until now. They love Orari and their children so much, so...

Be good, return to the sky!

When Hestia pushed open the main hall of the main **** of the guild, the throne that had never been vacant for thousands of years made the goddess fall into a long sluggishness.

Even the most absurd and nonsensical **** o can't think of such a result - Uranus, quit.

The vacant guild master **** throne told everyone that the **** who was the least likely to give up Orari gave up Orari, so... what reason do they have to fight for it?

No...they don't need a reason either.

The Tower of Babel finally completely collapsed under the last blow of Orari's madly trembling earth.

The fall of the towering tower almost completely destroyed half of Orari, killing countless mortals - but the more terrifying thing is just the beginning!

Pitch-black, absolutely dark monsters gushed out from the ground like a tide!

These ancient monsters that have been instilled with power at a low cost in the dungeon and transformed into special attacks against gods are at least LV4-level abilities, and what is even more terrifying is undoubtedly their complete resistance to **** power.

In fact, it cannot be said that it is 100% ignoring divine power. The basis for these monsters ignoring divine power is because the power of the gods under the suppression of Uranus rules is not enough to break their characteristics.

However, this is completely nonsense, the rules of Uranus cannot be revoked, so there is no possibility of cheating in this war.

Orali's life was engulfed in these surging waves of monsters.

He had already been severely damaged in the war with Lagia, not to mention that almost all the living forces have now been drawn out to fight Lagia.

An enemy that cannot be dealt with even in its heyday, let alone a half-crippled undead.

These ancient monsters don't know how to respect the gods. When they see all the creatures they can see, they howl and swallow them.

The door sealed under the Tower of Babel was completely opened, and even torn apart, losing the dungeon guarded by the power of Uranus, and no longer had the function of 'orderly spawning monsters'.

A large number of ancient monsters were refreshed directly on the upper floor, and the first to be destroyed was the small town of Rivera on the 18th floor.

A group of adventurers and gods who hid here, hoping to escape the Orari War, ushered in the attack of the floor master Goliath.

This huge and horrified alien giant was covered in pitch-black color, howling like a fierce ghost, and easily trampled on the small town of Rivera.

Before dying, a family member looked at the countless black monsters flocking to the surface with absent-minded eyes, and closed his eyes in despair.

There is no more safety, this world... there is no place that can be called safe.

And with it, there are also a group of guys who have surpassed it.

"For the big plan!!"

With a cry of insane joy, the almost-dragonized heretic howled out of the surface

No more sanity, no more restraint!

Look! The flaming fireball hanging high in the sky is the sun, the white is the clouds, and the blue is the sky!

All of this is no longer the beautiful things in their imagination, all of which are presented in front of their eyes!

is theirs!

At this moment, no matter how stupid a heretic, it seems that they understand what their kind is always talking about and what the big plan is always talking about by their old sage.

The world belongs to them.

To take it all and build a kingdom and world of their heretics - that's the big plan! !

With such thoughts in mind, the ecstatic heretics didn't even notice that something was wrong with them.

The dungeon plated them with a black shell, and the bonuses belonging to the ancient species were also given to them by the dungeon. This means that the dungeon also sees them as children and part of it.

And the rage, at this time, immediately cut off all links with them.

There is no need to go on like this anymore.

Their work has been completed, all their efforts have been rewarded, and now, it should be time to sit back and enjoy the achievements.

"So, are you sure you're going to follow me?"

Furious looked at Cassandra and Daphne in front of him with interest. These two humans seemed to have sensed the act of fury and found him when he was about to escape.

"We can't leave you anymore..." Daphne said tremblingly

"This world has no place for us. If you want to drive us away, then we can only choose to stay here forever..."

"Hehe, it's not impossible to keep you guys. I really need a little help for me." With a furious smile, he lifted Daphne's chin, looked at it for a moment, and said to Cassandra.

"Come on, Cassandra, prophesy one more time."

Cassandra's eyes trembled slightly, and her long and beautiful eyelashes covered her face again.

"No change... Your lord, nothing has changed."

"Yeah, that's really nice."

Above the surface, in the endless chaos, Shen O watched his family members die in a safe city one by one. Some screamed unacceptably, while others laughed very happily.

The destruction of Orari is regrettable, but it is not a new stimulus.

Hestia opened her mouth slightly and looked into the distance, but her words were destined to be impossible to say. With the falling blade, she turned into a radiance and returned to the sky.

Gods, return to the sky

For those who foresee the future, what does the landscape look like?

Those who are not willing to have a bad future will rise up and try to change everything, but there are more people who will choose to accept it calmly when they know the number of the future.

Seeing the destruction of Orari, Belle Croney's mood was very calm. He sat on the black stone of the grassland, followed by his light-cast warriors, and watched the destruction of the city with him.

He killed two god-chosen great demons, or just exiled them back to where they should go. On this raging and destructive land, he stood on the broken silver hand and calmly watched Euler. Li's collapse.

He had seen such a scene more than once.

It's nothing, isn't it? It's sad to see bad things once, but after ten or a hundred times, you'll feel numb.

All this is not worth it.

With a plop, Bell lay down on the grass, looking at the sky quietly drifting through the clouds, covering his face, his chest heaving slightly, feeling the powerlessness of his body.

At the moment when the Holy Light was cast, Bell saw the future.

It may be the praise of the Holy Light, or it may be the gift of Ouranos.

Bell sees the present, the turning point of history in which the world flows quietly, the present that leads to a more prosperous future.

He will be like this, lying here exhausted, watching Orari burn and destroy in the flames...

However, he accepted all of this calmly.

Because such an outcome will lead to a better future, because he can't stop the general trend of the world, and... death, is not the point.

When Bell understands all of this, when he transforms into the body of the Holy Light, and his understanding of all things tends to be a grand concept, death and parting become less important.

What's more, will the people in that city have a real "death"?

The so-called 'death' of the gods is nothing but the return of the soul to the sky and the return of the mortal.

Perhaps for Mortals, this is an indisputable 'death', but for the current Bell Cronney, the difference in perspective makes him no longer care about all this.

It's just another brand new cycle, and all these changes are actually meaningless. Even if he changes Orari's destruction, the general trend of the world will push everything to happen.

Moreover, self-righteous changes to the future do not necessarily lead to good results. The unyielding starting point of those who defy fate is always for themselves, not for others.

From this point of view, Bell felt that he could suddenly understand Zera's thinking.

Because we have seen through the nature of the universe, the existence of matter is just a transformation of the universe's cardinal number. In order to achieve a better ending that belongs to the Light and existence, Zera can use or even push others to die without hesitation.

Essentially, this is just the difference between the height of viewing things and the decisive difference in moral concepts.

In order to be closer to mortals, gods lowered themselves into such a posture, but mortals turned themselves into godlike appearances.

Kind of funny, kind of boring, and just a little bit... sarcastic.

"Maybe we will meet again one day."

After resting for a while, Bell, who finally regained some strength, struggled to stand again, looked at Orari, who was burning and collapsed, and said softly.

Whether it is Lord God or those friends, maybe in the future after the turn of time, they will meet again one day.