All Gods: Lord’s Conquest

There are more than one player who intercepted the stream of light and got the items wrapped in it. It can even be said that there are a lot of players.

These players have different coping strategies after getting the things.

Some players know that they are not strong enough and are more cautious. They are worried that the things will be taken away by others, so they choose to stop while they are ahead and prepare to deal with the items first before looking for the source of the items.

Some players, although they are not strong enough, are very adventurous. They are determined to take a chance and try to find out if they can get more from it.

They know that their strength has fallen far behind others. It is probably unrealistic to catch up with those strong people through normal development.

So if you want to overtake on the curve, there is only one way, relying on opportunities.

And it is obvious that this is a very rare opportunity.

The opportunity has appeared. Whether you can seize it depends on your own ability.

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Another remote dark void.

There are also not many planes here, and as for the player plane, there is not even one.

Even the void beasts dislike this place, so it is impossible for players to choose this place.

Except when mining, there will be players coming here, and it is difficult to see creatures active here at other times.

However, it has been a little different recently.

There are many more living spirits here.

A player followed the direction of the light, followed the trajectory of the light, shuttled through the dark void, and found the source of the light.

When this player came here, there were already more than a dozen players waiting here.

They were all players who were mining nearby, or they directly intercepted the light, or learned about the situation through believers, so they rushed over directly.

Each of them was separated by a distance, guarding against each other, for fear of being attacked by others.

"Alvin, you are here too." A man saw that the new player was his acquaintance, and immediately greeted him.

The man named Alvin heard this, turned his head and looked, and then landed next to the man, about a few hundred meters away, a relatively safe distance.

"Is this the source of those things? A space crack?"

Looking at the space crack that was constantly overflowing with ancient breath, Alvin asked his companions.

The space crack was relatively stable at this time. Although the crack was expanding, there was no energy shock.

"Don't ask me, I don't know either. I just came a few days earlier than you." Duke shook his head and replied.

Seeing this, Alvin turned and asked: "Have you explored the situation inside the crack? Use spiritual consciousness, or throw an avatar in."

"I have tried all the methods you can think of, but nothing works. The space crack has a strong repulsiveness and nothing can get in." Duke chuckled and shook his head in reply.

Then He smiled again and said: "If you don't believe it, you can try it yourself."

Hearing this, Alvin frowned slightly, and then he extended his spiritual consciousness and carefully extended it towards the space crack.

He was very cautious and did not completely believe his companions' words. At the same time, He was ready to directly split the spiritual consciousness and abandon that part of the spiritual consciousness if something went wrong.

When Alvin's spiritual sense detected the crack a thousand meters away, he felt a strong resistance and his spiritual consciousness could not move forward at all.

Even though Alvin had the strength of a demigod, he could not move forward at this moment. After trying for a while, Alvin had no choice but to give up.

Seeing this, other players also showed an inexplicable smile on their faces, obviously they had suffered a loss just now.

Alvin thought about it, looked at Duke next to him, hesitated for a moment, and asked softly: "By the way, Duke, did you intercept the light ball?"

"Just say what you want to ask, don't always beat around the bush. I intercepted one, and there was a holy-level armor inside." Duke rolled his eyes at him, and then said with some envy: "But I heard that someone got a semi-artifact from it, and I don't know if it's true."

"Semi-artifact, true or false?"

A glimmer of light flashed in Alvin's eyes, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

For ordinary players like them, semi-artifacts are still rare treasures. Apart from the growth artifacts given by the system, they have very few semi-artifacts, or even none at all.

"I heard it from others, how can I know whether it is true or not." Duke rolled his eyes, waved his hand, and stopped talking.

A group of players just stood in the distance, quietly watching the space crack. They could all sense that the changes in this space crack had not ended. If those streams of light were sprayed from here, then they would definitely continue to spray.

In this way, everyone waited here for several months, and other beings arrived one after another during this period, including divine players and indigenous creatures, all of whom were semi-god-level beings.

Under the expectant eyes of everyone, the space crack finally reached its peak, the crack was brilliant, and the surrounding void began to tremble.

"Here it comes."

"After waiting for so long, there is finally movement."

The void vibrated, and the surrounding space became unstable. Space cracks appeared from time to time, but everyone did not retreat. Instead, they moved forward a considerable distance. At the same time, the divine power in their bodies began to surge, and they were ready for battle.

Boom——

With a loud noise, nearly a hundred colorful streamers flew out of the space cracks at an incredibly fast speed.

Even though everyone was prepared, they were still shocked, and then they all tried to intercept the stream of light.

"This is mine, don't fight with me!"

An orc player roared, using all his energy to intercept a stream of light containing surging energy.

Wrapped in light, they really couldn't detect the items wrapped in the stream of light, but from the energy contained in the stream of light, they could judge the level of the items inside.

The more energy contained, the higher the level of the item.

And the stream of light intercepted by the orc player, if nothing unexpected happens, should be a demigod-level item.

"Who do you think you are? If you say it's yours, it's yours?!" Another dwarf player sneered and also stared at the stream of light.

Although nearly a hundred streams of light flew out at the same time just now, there were less than a palm's worth of energy similar to the stream of light in front of him.

Soon, the void, which was very calm just now, immediately became a mess. Everyone started fighting and scrambling for the streamer. Some guys who were not strong enough could not stop the flying streamer and could only chase after the streamer and wait for the energy on it to be consumed.

"Fuck, a holy-level staff."

"What is this, a memory crystal?"

"Fuck, the production drawings of epic weapons, what use do I have for this!"

"What kind of garbage is this? It's just a legendary armor, and it's incomplete. I'm speechless."

The streamers were intercepted one after another, showing the items wrapped inside. The value of the items varied greatly. There were priceless demigod-level props and worthless crafts.

But even so, everyone was still enthusiastic to intercept them. After all, these things were free, and they were profitable.

The eruption of the space crack did not stop there. It erupted five times in a row, and the number of streamers increased each time. In just three days, nearly a thousand streamers flew out of it.

Some streams of light were intercepted, and some flew into the dark void, or stopped due to exhaustion of energy, or crashed into meteorites and planes.

Not only here, but in the entire medium realm, there are "ancient ruins" everywhere, and streams of light are constantly gushing out, bringing items from the ancient gods to this era.

The movement throughout the entire medium realm can naturally not be concealed any longer. More and more players are coming from afar to join the competition.

It can be predicted that a terrifying storm is about to sweep across the entire void.

Xueli plane.

On the top of the snow mountain, there is a huge manor, surrounded by towering snow mountains. They are like tall guards guarding the yard, always guarding the safety of the yard.

For all the creatures in this plane, whether they are clan believers or gods, this snow mountain is a very mysterious place, and can even be called a restricted area. No one is allowed to enter without permission.

In the backyard, the grass was full of various rare plants, all of which were spiritual herbs that were invaluable in the outside world. However, at this moment, they were all used as ornamental items and were placed casually like ordinary flowers and plants.

In the center of the courtyard, there was also an exquisite pavilion with a stone table in it. Two men sat in front of the stone table and tasted the tea in their cups carefully.

The two were the elders of the Bloody Dawn, Yongye and the teacher.

The teacher took a sip of tea and looked at the young man in front of him. He couldn't help but sigh: "Time flies so fast. It seems that it has been almost fifty years since we last met?"

"I think so."

Su Xingyu shook the teacup and looked a little bored.

"The disadvantage of the immortal species is that you don't know how long the years are." The teacher's eyes were a little confused. As He lived longer, His concept of time became weaker.

"Don't really become a 'god'." Su Xingyu glanced at him and said with a chuckle.

"Hehe."

The teacher also smiled, and then said: "That's not the case. Even if I'm not as good as you, I'm not a waste. I still have this little bit of determination."

The gods have always been high in the sky, enjoying the faith of hundreds of millions of believers. In addition to the long years of training, their personalities gradually become indifferent, and the side of the gods begins to prevail.

As time goes by, one day they will become real "gods".

Su Xingyu smiled and said: "It's okay. If you really lose your humanity one day, come to me and I will help you change back."

"No need."

The teacher's face turned black and he quickly refused. He didn't doubt Su Xingyu's strength, but who knows how the other party will change 'him' back.

He changed the subject, "I heard that not long ago, you fought with the strong man in the South District. How did you feel?" Nowadays, the strong men haven't fought for a long time among the players, and there is no ranking list. For the strength of other players, everyone has no accurate concept in their hearts, so they can only come according to the original ranking and estimate.

"It's just a few moves, not a fight."

Su Xingyu shook his head, then thought for a while before saying, "In terms of strength, it's probably about the same as a martial artist, maybe a little weaker. I didn't fight in depth, so it's not very accurate."

"You didn't leave anything behind, which is a bit inconsistent with your style." Hearing this, the teacher asked curiously. In his impression, the young man in front of him has always been a ruthless character.

If you don't make a move, it's fine. If you make a move, there will be a result.

"You're talking like I'm some big villain who will hurt people if I make a move."

Su Xingyu glanced at him, speechless, and then explained: "The other party is not simple behind the scenes, just teach him a lesson. If you really kill him, it's not sure whether it will succeed. Even if it succeeds, it will be more trouble than it's worth."

While chatting, there was a "beep beep" prompt sound. Someone sent him a message through the system information channel. Su Xingyu frowned and checked it.

It was sent by his new brother, Chen Ming.

"What's wrong?" The teacher put down the teacup and asked curiously.

"Some interesting situations have appeared in the void, and the ruins of the ancient gods have revived." Su Xingyu did not hide it from the teacher. This kind of thing cannot be hidden. Even amateurs like Chen Ming can get the news. With the energy of Bloody Dawn, they must know it.

This is indeed the case. Not long after, news about the revival of the ancient ruins appeared in the "group", and it was more detailed than what Chen Ming knew.

"Ancient ruins, constantly spewing out creations from ancient gods, even real artifacts and godheads, really."

Looking at the messages in the group, the teacher smiled, "Interesting, it seems that this void is going to be in chaos again. I just came out of retreat and encountered such a thing. My luck is not bad..."

With just a few messages, the teacher predicted that a war was inevitable next.

There are too many monks and too little porridge, and there are differences in strength. It is impossible not to have disputes. Fighting at that time is the inevitable result.

And unlike the previous small fights, everyone has developed this time, and the battle will be more brutal.

Maybe, this time there will be many players who will die.

"It's really interesting."

Su Xingyu's eyes flashed a cold light, and his face was still smiling.

For Him, the next war is a feast, a feast for obtaining treasures.

Others need to worry about danger, but He doesn't. This is the confidence of being the strongest.

"I was thinking that we could have a good chat after not seeing each other for so long, but now it seems that there is no way."

After chatting for a few more sentences, the teacher could no longer sit still, so he stood up and walked out of the pavilion, his figure dissipated into light, "I will go back and prepare first, and then contact you later."

"It's already so late, what can it do if it's a little later."

Su Xingyu shook his head and slowly drank the tea in the cup, then stood up, waved his hand, and the tea set on the stone table immediately turned into powder and dissipated with the wind.

Afterwards, he also opened the teleportation gate, walked into it, left the Blood Li plane, and returned to the Eternal Night plane.

The whole courtyard returned to peace again.