At this mont, the heads of the million Gods were all in a daze.
The word "future" had long since beco an untouchable dream for these geniuses born at the end of the Dark Matter Civilization era. In the vast, annihilating era of the Dark Matter Cosmic, they were born at the end of civilization, saw the end at a glance, and could no longer see hope, nor touch the future.
There was a ti they also wished how great it would be if they were not born into such a noble civilization.
How happy it would have been not to be born into a majestic civilization. If they were diocre and low, at least they could struggle for a lifeti, opening up one magnificent era after another for civilization, becoming roaring heroes who fight for civilization, warriors wielding divine swords.
Even dying splendidly is better than living like the walking dead, eternally in darkness, unable to see or touch; isn’t it just a cage in a prison?
If not for their resilience, they would have gone mad.
"Now, please, heroes, let civilization see the future." The Emperor of Sicily laughed, "We have returned to that era where we can struggle and explore the truth."
"So this is it, we have a future!"
"Looks like we have to give it our all!"
"Sure enough, Your Majesty, you’re still so good at speeches, playing with people’s hearts, making my blood boil!"
"Hahaha! Only your charismatic personality could unite us, these chaotic and ill-intentioned guys, into one!"
The million Gods laughed along as well, their gazes gradually beca firm. They might be afraid of death, but with the path the Majesty paved for them, and with a new pill only costing permanent qualifications, as long as it’s not at the cost of death, then what is there to hesitate?
Hundreds of thousands of chaotic sounds arose incessantly.
"Then let’s begin the fusion, beco the true God."
"No problem."
"Hahaha, it’s too interesting, just too interesting, as expected of His Majesty, you found the past one-seventh part, no wonder we couldn’t find its existence at all, it turns out this one-seventh are these winds, fires, thunders, and lightnings...."
"Are we the last Ti Diagram?"
"These chaotic rules of the past contain a trace of Ti Rule, extracting one-seventh of the key of ti to forge the Throne of Ti!"
"Then, I choose to beco a Pill, please consu ."
" too, Gal, you brat, rember to spit out afterward!"
"All the power will be unified!!"
"Gal, we scientists all rely on you, this brute!"
"After you win, we’ll play hide-and-seek with you again."
"I stake all my lives on you."
Countless words resounded fiercely within the entire Crystal Wall Giant, countless multicolored cells began to explode.
Within, the million Gods, bearing authority, perished violently, and were devoured.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Domain God died.
God of the Long Night died.
Master of Despair died.
King of the Staff of Earthquake and Sky Explosion died.
Thunder Nemyerk died.
Ancestral Mountain God Silver Liquid died.
Ancient Sea God Hong An died.
...
The brilliance of that bloom was like the colorful fireworks of a cosmic explosion.
Within, strands of rules of fla, wind, and thunder began to dissipate in the air, expelled from the body of this Giant God, returning to eternal silence.
And as these multicolored impurities cells broke down, the entire Giant God beca purer.
Among them, strands of new ti rules were vanishing, integrating, with every cell of the body screaming, resonating with one another, forming an unbelievable gestation.
The Giant God of Sicily before them was no longer a chaotic rule god but was becoming a pure Ti Ancient God.
"Damn it! How could they all die... those damned guys actually all relied on to win!" Feeling the collapse of the million Gods inside him, Gal’s intense roar erupted: "Then I won’t lose."
Berserk power erupted swiftly; each past turned into a true prologue, unveiling the magnificent Long River of Ti’s epic.
Within, Sicily, seeing the true birth of the giant, suddenly showed a trace of a smile, "It’s successful, I’ve finally succeeded, constructed the Ti Giant God, found the ultimate seventh rule."
As for them eating it and not dying??
What Tao Pill? They could be spat out again, reviving anew?
— Pfft, all lies.
What was a million Gods? He never bothered to care, never paid attention.
He rarely appeared, rarely saw them, did not do research with them, because he liked to enjoy his hobby alone, nobody liked to accompany idiots all day, asking him questions endlessly, looking at him with admiration and excitent.
It was utterly boring.
Who would want to et these million wise scientist?
Now he only pretended to be a wise ruler, rallying the civilization’s wise ones to construct the Giant God, to defeat the unimaginable Outer God.
He had always been an arrogant person, and the first mont he saw the Ancient God, he instinctively had a strong, ecstatic thought: How does that thing exist? What’s its structural form? Can I beco it? What’s it like beyond the world? Can I challenge the beautiful and incredible life beyond Outer Heaven?
Sicily thought about this, and smiled gently.
"Gal, having consud so many millions has beco strong... and those millions of scheming guys perished, well, perished. Those guys harbored no good intentions, plotting against each other."
"As long as Gal remains alive, this Emperor and his first general of the Empire can head into the next era, or even et the true future self."
Sicily said grandly and persuasively to Gal, "Everyone has died, Gal, you must bear everything and fight!"
"I understand." Gal’s heart burned with endless rage, looking at the evil Ancient God above, "I have beco the true Ti Giant God."
"Ti Stop!"
"Stop for ten seconds in the past, all things silent!"
Gal suddenly leapt as if stirring the dinsions of ti descending here, his fists fiercely exploded towards the chest of the Elf Ancient God, booming power burst forth, his whole body emitting strands of multicolored rule bursts, making his long hair wave like colorful flas.
"Eight seconds!"
Boom.
The Elf Ancient God flew backward entirely.
This strongest man in history, untrapped in this era by Li Qing’s designs, finally displayed his unprecedented terror in a dignified battle.
"Seventh second!"
Explode, explode, explode, every one of his cells seed to explode, this was a pure warrior, born for battle, a baby born in the nutrient tank capable of destroying an entire technological civilization.
"History evolves various rules, shedding all the complexities, it becos pure ti!" He leapt repeatedly, every strand of hair glowing with rule light, hidden rule diagrams disappeared, transforming into more brilliant, pure light.
"I am the God overlooking the Long River of Ti!"
He leapt fiercely to Li Qing, punching Elf Ancient God’s chin, his entire self fiercely collided upward, "I have countless [past]! Just like ti has countless possibilities!"
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