"Today is the judgnt day for this Magic Continent." The Elf Ancient God looked calmly at this prehistoric Dark Matter Cosmic era.
For Li Qing,
this era from two hundred thousand years ago was indeed about to be completely obliterated.
This is the best and most rational choice.
This Sicily Emperor of 120, along with Gal, although they have proven to the Crystal Wall, becoming their subordinates,
they are like data characters in BUG code, not True Persons, fundantally unable to materialize in the Real Universe.
Since they cannot beco true subordinates and followers, rather than continue to develop, it is better to directly obliterate them and cultivate a new era in Sicily, thus avoiding uncontrollable factors.
And Li Qing, in the last crossing, did not perform this extinction, wanting them to develop once more, aiming to harvest more abundant crops.
Yet he fears no setbacks.
What can the opposition fight him with?
Their world is like 2D animated characters on paper.
The characters on the TV screen cannot co out and enter the real world.
Let alone they are his subordinates, he controls their life and death.
"It’s all over."
The Elf Ancient God’s face and figure were exposed without hesitation to the universe of this era, coldly saying, "I will rcifully reveal my na to you."
"I worship Light, I am the Elf Ancient God Mildus."
"I am ordered to destroy this civilization that once targeted the Light Ancient God, and the Upper City District has been annihilated. The Dark Matter Cosmic Million Gods in the Lower City District are also about to bow."
He slowly said:
"Prehistoric Sicily, Dark Matter Emperor, now kill your past selves...prepare to kill your future selves."
"You will beco the grindstone for all the foundations of the man I am familiar with."
Boom!
At the next mont, endless slaughter descended from the sky.
"Courting death!!"
"Sinister insect!"
"Dare to secretly attack our past selves!"
The God of War first wielded an enormous axe, rising skyward, riding a tal dark red giant dragon, releasing an endless tal torrent.
The chanical Angels with eight chanical wings erupted in endless light and heat, covering the entire cosmic torrent, rushing towards the sky.
The Million Gods simultaneously made a move, the Despair Divine Series, the Wandering Bird Divine Series, the Colorful Divine Series, finally launching a second attack.
The Elf Ancient God walked step by step through vast ruins, the Million Gods simultaneously made a move, already energy and blood scattered down.
The number of Gods is simply too overwhelming, each mastered a piece of Crystal Wall region, seemingly endless.
Three hours later, the war grew ever more brutal.
A dreadful shadow shined upon the void, Li Qing had already slaughtered nearly one-third of the Ancient Gods amidst everyone’s fearful gazes.
Gales broke down, the ground collapsed, the skies crumbled, the entire land seed turned back into a ss of data code.
"What an exaggerated monster."
Looking at the chaos in the sky, multitudinous Gods fell, Sicily finally stood up from the throne, appearing in a good mood.
He continued watching, as if observing the opening ceremony of war, finally starting to display a bit of emotion.
"War, how long has it been?" Sicily murmured.
"Let fight him!!!" Beside him, the Sicily dynasty general Gal showed an eager expression.
"No, you are not yet his opponent."
Sicily smiled gently, "Last ti he returned in the midst of battle as if there were urgent matters, now continuing the latter half, he is seriously fighting, you will not win."
With this statent, the present other Million Gods all expressed shock.
Who is Gal? The first natural Extraordinary Life in the history of the entire Dark Matter Cosmic, born as Divine Base life, at three years old shattered tens of thousands of Divine Level space chas with a few glances.
He is a purebred combat monster, a super warrior born for slaughter, their guarantee of the Million Gods’ invincibility, even such a monster can’t be his opponent?
In fact, this analysis is correct.
Li Qing had already consud the real Gal, no longer the garbage lacking combat talent.
The surrounding Gods changed expressions.
Colorful said directly: "Don’t be afraid of him, we are the Million Gods, the greatest existences in this world, we also developed the Sicily Magic Divine Series!"
Wandering Bird sneered: "Hmph, us Million Gods, along with the Cosmic First Fruit’s seat, all gathered past endpoints, symbolizing the most ancient Ti God, how could we lose?"
Sicily pacified the Million Gods and the eager Gal, grinning from the throne to him saying: "Gal, do you know? Before you were born, I had experienced far too much."
"Oh." Gal responded emotionlessly.
On the contrary, the surrounding Million Gods all pricked up their ears; Sicily is the oldest existence, their civilization’s father.
No one knows which era they followed him.
Sicily said to the Gods: "As the Emperor of the most ancient civilization, I have experienced chaos beyond chaos during the Dark Age, witnessed the rise and fall of various Divine Level civilizations, bore witness to the birth and demise of countless schools of thought. For billions of years, I have been progressing, enjoying the progress of civilization."
"Civilization is always a great romance; it lets waves of life’s rage roll endlessly, breaking the arrogance and injustice of nature."
"...Until one day, this progress stopped."
The Gods fell silent, 99% of the Gods were born into stagnant eras, dull and dreary, grimy and bleak, unable to see the future of civilization, all engaging in endless verbal duels in the void.
Sicily sat at the high misty cloud, on the throne, extending his arm, slowly grasping towards the direction of the Crystal Wall, grinning: "But now, civilization moves forward again, stagnant water stirs, becoming vibrant."
"This is good."
"Long-lost, civilization’s raging waves."
Suddenly, a white dazzling light enveloped below.
"Begin to adjust textures."
Sicily remained very calm, "Start the God creation plan, I must say, that man described in future history from Atabia, who devised the Tower of Babel Plan, is quite interesting, truly hope to et one day."
Rumble!
The entire massive Crystal Wall sphere seed to show unprecedented changes, as if prepared long ago, the Crystal Wall is transforming into a towering high tower of stacked crystals.
"Cells are forming!"
"Recreating life!"
And most of the Million Gods swiftly moved within this high tower, becoming scientists, constructing the spine, nurturing textures.
The Crystal Wall extended into the spine, sprouting cells.
Rustle!
Each divine series’ Crystal Wall seed like cells, the Fla Divine Series beca its dancing hair, the Water Series beca its eyes, the heavy soil beca its chest, the Sun beca its radiant golden testicles.
A Giant is gradually being born.
Li Qing’s gaze beca exceedingly composed, quietly observing everything.
Although the Tower of Babel Plan is old-school, it’s the most useful.
Or perhaps, the Crystal Wall Giant God was destined to be written in the next well-planned Realm, as if predetermined.
History seems repetitive.
Whether it’s the Demigod forming a Life Ring diagram, or the Ancient God forming a Rule Diagram, or from a single-cell Tower of Babel to another Crystal Wall World Tower of Babel...all constructing from one cell to another.
Crack!
A Giant stood up, shakily raising its head, its massive golden fragnted body reflecting endless light.
"Begin."
Sicily sitting on the Neural Throne said: "I am the one who has mastered ten percent of the Ti series, six-sevenths of the branches of the Past, and I am just one step away from mastering all the branches of the Past. I am the God of Necessity Sicily!"
In the distant starry sky, in a city on Earth where the apocalypse virus was raging, walking on the street, Minis suddenly turned his head, "That is?? Impossible!"
Minis was dumbfounded, as if history was returning to that past.
He again saw that primal era, a great Emperor of the Empire, convening the Million sages on Earth to establish the Tower of Babel, his God Slaying War had begun.
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