"Not bad."
Liu Jun occasionally watched these people’s splendid team battles and couldn’t help but exclaim, "Now this is what I call an intense and thrilling multidinsional civilization war."
What about those previous cosmic civilization wars?
Spaceships, chas, strong fighters clashing? They lack sothing.
This multidinsional war now has the appeal, it’s intense enough and requires coordination.
It’s like Liu Jun in his past life watching those gun combat ga competitions for fun.
Exciting.
Occasionally, Liu Jun would flip open the glass cabinet and throw in so supply drops, filled with all sorts of materials, and of course, the Heaven-Opening Divine Power that these people crave the most.
"Supply drop of resources, go and fight for it!"
"At point B, charge!"
"Wait, the allied team from Rain Immortal Holy Land might also be rushing there, let’s go for the farther supply drop!"
"But..."
"No buts, temporarily avoid the edge, let them clash with other strong teams and suffer mutual losses! Now is not a ti for pride, for the sake of our cosmos, personal dignity ans nothing!"
"...Yes!"
A spectacular war thus began.
Bang!
Bang bang!
All kinds of Divine Object bullet functions were developed and perfectly coordinated.
Stylish maneuvers, hitting bullets with bullets, were all ordinary moves here.
Liu Jun occasionally comnted, "These past years, these quasi-Tenth Tiers have almost explored the battle characteristics of this realm to the extre..."
"These gunners, each team is terrifying to the extre, I’m afraid even a True God appearing in front of them would be shot to death by a concentrated fire!"
The era is ultimately different.
Mortal n have indeed gained the mighty power to effortlessly slaughter gods.
Speaking of gods, Liu Jun also thought of Magaras and Xibo and their ilk, "I wonder how they’re faring outside now?"
Liu Jun sighed softly, but didn’t care much.
In this kind of chanism, many unrivaled talents erged.
However, every so often, these eventual championship teams, after they open up their own Mythical Era, would slowly retire.
Disappear into so Holy Land, beco the foundation of the sects, and then nurture new young people to compete.
It seems they are waiting for more comrades to appear and explore that legendary... True Tenth Tier together!
They call this Tenth Tier realm... True God!
According to their speculation, when they entirely reach this realm, their temporary virtual Divine Objects will forever remain in the world, no longer fleeting like fireworks.
Divine Objects eternal and immortal, never to perish.
When possessing stable Divine Objects, this also ans they will attain the legendary... True Gods of the ancient mythical world!
They would be nearly indistinguishable from those gods of old days!
Therefore.
These people are all striving to break through the legendary Tenth Tier, awaiting their transformation.
"These people’s foundations are accumulating like mad."
"One by one, hiding from the world, disappearing quietly, is it out of fear that I would turn them into bread..."
"In these hundred thousand years, a total of twenty-one Mythical Eras, Big Mouth Myth, Hidden Dragon Myth, Money Myth... and ultimately all disappeared, each era’s emperors went into hiding, severed their realms, returned to the Ninth Tier, entered a slow cycle period, and began to slumber... interesting."
Seeing this scene, Liu Jun couldn’t help but murmur.
One by one, slumbering, waiting for what? Waiting for whom?
These people have grand sches, how could I not see through them at a glance?
Do they really take for a fool?
However, Liu Jun truly has to let them develop.
Because now Liu Jun can roughly see the use of the bread maker’s Divine Object.
It’s to fernt the bread, and then eat it!
If I don’t fatten these yeast, how to hasten the maturation of the bread?
Therefore.
This Parallel Space-Ti Divine Object is destined to co with enormous risks.
"Just like that bread maker’s introduction of the Divine Object back then, there’s always a chance it would get brutally beaten by the bread civilization from the oven!"
Liu Jun sighed secretly.
If I were truly just a single bread Divine Object, there might really be a risk of being overturned by them.
But I have more than just those few tricks, Parallel Space-Ti... indeed isn’t a combat-type Divine Object, just a bakery, alchemy-type Divine Object...
They also hence develop ambitions,
But since they like to do it that way, let them be.
And let’s see what surprises they can co up with.
Without breaking through to a true Tenth Tier, do they have the guts to oppose ?
"Hope these gun combat Mythical Era schers can create sothing indeed."
Liu Jun felt he hoped even more than they do that they could break through and gain the power to threaten him.
However, Liu Jun glanced at the Fish Emperor from back then, his expression becoming helpless:
"This guy, isn’t he drawing a big pie, fooling into investing, and then secretly slacking off? A hundred thousand years, and twelve thousand nine hundred heartbeats have all passed, and still not done?"
Just this Fish Emperor siphoned off most of the Heaven-Opening Divine Power reserves Liu Jun could have used to sustain this hundred thousand-year era in sight!
He took so many things and did nothing?
Instead, the non-sponsored wild strong one, Hundred Mouths Emperor, managed to create a stable Divine Object outburst, a gun combat myth erged.
Could it be that I misjudged?
Forget it.
Let’s see.
After all, the era has split into two branches, putting eggs in two baskets, one of them is bound to yield sothing, right?
Soon, this competition ends.
Countless geniuses fell, and countless geniuses rose as a result.
In the sky, a massive amount of Heaven-Opening Divine Power descended as a reward!
Swishing —
This Divine Power was received by several strong individuals, all showing a look of joy.
The ranking matches would determine the distribution of materials and strong individuals in the cosmos for a period.
In the sky.
An entity finally appeared, overlooking the glass dos below.
In an instant, everyone felt a massive will descending from the sky.
Beside him, the only two remaining Treasure Sun Emperors, like two child attendants, opened the way on both sides: "Welco, the supre... My Lord!"
The descended Heaven-Opening God looked at the winners on the ground and nodded slightly, "The blessing has descended, and the losers must face punishnt."
As soon as he spoke, his gaze fell on the bottom ten loaves of bread, reaching out a hand.
"Since you lost, you must face punishnt, I will take you ten, respectively..."
He reached out and grabbed, and ten loaves of bread fell in front of him.
In the distance, he summoned ten wagging dogs, preparing to throw these ten cosmos for them to feed on.
In the distance, the newly victorious strong individuals all showed a look of caution and fear.
"Is it really feeding them to the dogs? I thought it was just a rumor."
"How can that be false? Didn’t you see the two Sun Emperors beside him, now exclusively raising dogs for that existence, these dogs are not simple... very powerful, not weaker than us."
"Using the cosmos as bread, making us beings as yeast, this... this!!!" Soone’s worldview collapsed, feeling their life had no aning, realizing they were just pests in the bread.
Just then.
When the ten loaves were about to be fed to the drooling dogs.
"Seeking death!" Giant hands ripped through the bread, and countless ancient strong ones and revered gods erged, radiating terrifying light, converging into infinite particle streams.
Those were dense bullets.
They seed to have planned this long ago, and the next mont, tens of thousands of high-energy bullet particles were already heading towards that bread maker.
"Heaven-Opening God, your actions defy natural order and provoke public anger, today, we must slay you here to quell the wrath of the people!"
The dense Divine Object bullets covered the entire sky, as if it were raining.
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