A Million Ways To Live In A Dungeon

It was the same corridor, the same mural, and the same cave.

Had it not been for the boss to change, in such a repetitive scene, Zhao Aotian would definitely think he was dreaming?

To be honest, this design, coupled with a dim environment, can easily make people's minds unclear after a few times.

Zhao Aotian, holding two secret treasures, came to the cave.

A huge red bird crawling on the ground.

Almost at the same moment when Zhao Aotian arrived, the giant bird raised his head.

Same as White Tiger.

It is angry.

Unexplained anger for no reason.

There is not a trace of the intelligence that is due to the high-level Magical Beasts in his eyes, as if its brain's frontal lobe has been removed, and it doesn't know anything except anger.

Accompanied by a harsh cry.

The giant bird spread its wings.

Every feather of his body burned a raging fire.

Zhao Aotian almost couldn't stand firm due to the hot wind and waves.

Turn on authentication.

Subject: Vermillion Birdlv192.

The burning posture, the majestic posture with a wingspan of one hundred meters, made anyone feel terrified when he saw it.

Patting off the sparks on his shoulders, Zhao Aotian glanced at Vermillion Bird's spectacular posture wrapped in flames, and couldn't help laughing: "Vermillion Bird? I think the turkey is about the same."

Indeed, Zhao Aotian was right.

I thought that Vermillion Bird should look like Phoenix, with a long neck and long legs.

But when he saw Vermillion Bird, Zhao Aotian didn't know how to complain.

Although it is huge, it looks short and squat due to its proportions.

It's like a bantam.

"Time is tight, and Prince Star is about to arrive in East Sichuan, right? Sorry I don't have time to play with you!"

After finishing talking, Zhao Aotian took a posture.

He is not naive enough to think that normalcy alone can deal with this kind of opponent.

【Hua Shen】

With her wings stretched, Zhao Aotian leaped into the air and rushed towards Vermillion Bird.

...

A long time ago, a long time ago.

Gods were born in that chaotic world.

At that time, even the gods were very ignorant.

They have no intellect, no reason, no intelligence.

Born from heaven and earth, the only purpose in my mind is to capture Heavenly Dao.

That is their only desire and the meaning of being born in this world.

At that time, the Earthly Branches of Chaos Heaven were fragmented.

The battle is endless.

Every second, countless gods fall and countless gods are born.

Until a god finally reached and touched Heavenly Dao.

All this finally has the possibility of termination.

However, being able to reach Heavenly Dao is completely different from getting Heavenly Dao.

The moment that god touched Heavenly Dao, he was shot down by Heavenly Dao.

But the god didn't fall here, on the contrary, because he touched Heavenly Dao, he got a trace of "God's Will" stripped from Heavenly Dao.

Named: Truth.

The moment when the truth is obtained, just like the first time the machine just left the factory is turned on, that god finally gains the first intellect between heaven and earth.

The first thing he did was to name himself with the power of truth.

Its name is: Creation.

The God of Creation who gained his intellect looked at this fragmented world and couldn't help falling into contemplation.

The gods are constantly fighting for what?

The world has fallen apart. What have you gained in the battle?

Therefore, the God of Creation said: "There will be no more struggle."

The gods really stopped fighting.

The creation god said: "God wants to be smart."

So all the gods have intellect.

From this moment on, the dispute ceased completely, no gods died, naturally no gods were born again.

After that, using the power of truth, the God of Creation reintegrated the fragmented world.

This world quickly became luxuriant.

However, a group of gods have nothing to do in this world.

Moreover, if there is no struggle, no god will die, and if no god die, no new god will be born.

Time can smooth everything out, and even protons will decay over a long period of time.

Even though the gods can live forever, how can they entertain those trillions of years, almost infinite time?

You can't just sit there all day and do nothing, can you?

Born to have nothing to do, but have unlimited life.

There is no difference between Life and death.

Moreover, even if the fragmented world is spliced ​​with truth, the rest index of this world is still too low.

It is extremely unrealistic.

Without struggle, it became lifeless, which made the rest of the world continue to decline.

It is impossible for such a plane to spontaneously produce life, let alone any future, it will only stop forever.

If this continues, the rest of the world will collapse, and the plane itself will collapse and return to Heavenly Dao. Naturally, all the gods in it will not escape bad luck.

So, how does the Ascension Rest Index?

The Hugh Mo index is the intensity of reality, and the stability of reality is based on intellectual and rational cognition.

As long as there is enough awareness, the rest index of a world will gradually stabilize.

Thus, the creation god had an idea.

He hopes that the world can be more vibrant.

But if the gods do not die, no new gods will be born. Truth is powerful, but it is impossible to create gods out of thin air.

Because the gods were created by Heavenly Dao, they are creations higher than the truth.

then.

Chuangshi Shen used the image of own and simplified it a bit to create a brand new species.

Humanity!

...

After taking a sip of hot tea and slowly putting down the tea cup, Zheng Yang said quietly, "This is the birth of God and the story of truth.

That's right, it's the magical skill, truth, in your body. Since the birth of mankind, more lives have come to know the world, and the world's rest index has gradually increased.

The Minggu Era*The era of humans and gods began on that day. "

The tea around me didn't move.

Zheng Qian has no interest in the fictional tea and Zheng Yang's story.

He changed his sitting position and coldly said, "So? What do you want to say? If you just give me the history of science, I'm not very interested."

"Don't worry, this is just the beginning."

Zheng Yang picked up the tea cup, and while blowing it, he said, "I know you hate us and don't believe us.

Maybe you won't forgive us for the rest of your life, but there is one thing please believe that our husband and wife also want to kill [].

Even if we cannot reconcile, but at least for the sake of the same purpose, you listen to me and then consider whether to cooperate, how about? "

Zheng Qian lowered his head and thought for a while.

Admittedly, it makes sense.

I will not forgive you.

But if this is the case, then in order to achieve the goal, it is not a bad idea to temporarily put aside personal grievances and cooperation, and wait until the cooperation is completed before finalizing the accounts.

Thinking of this, Zheng Qian nodded.

"Yes, go ahead."

Zheng Yang's expression was slightly relaxed.

He went on to say, "Where did you talk about it? Oh, yes, the age of humans and gods has begun.

Everything before the age of humans and gods is called the age of chaos, and everything that happened at that time was related to [truth].

The original intention of the God of Creation is good, and his approach is also right. All planes and worlds should have been bathed in the shelter of truth and prosperous...

…If there is no [fallacy].

And the birth of fallacy almost killed this infant world. "

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