Arad's crooked savior

After a short period of silence, the worried mood gradually eased. Suddenly, he realized that everyone was looking at him with narrowed eyes. He quickly turned around, waved his hand, and said nonchalantly:

"I'm actually worried about the basic order of the universe. Do you understand the order? They had a great time fighting. If it affects the basic order of the universe, I have to deal with the aftermath. I'm not his mother."

"Haha~"

The lady in the black dress rolled her eyes at her dishonest best friend, then added fuel to the fire and joked: "And there's no point worrying, I'm already lying on the bed of the God of Mist."

He squinted his eyes and couldn't help but raised his beautiful eyebrows, spread out the book of order, a holy quill appeared on his fingertips, and wrote quickly:

"Due to the fierce battle with the great will, Ye Lin was seriously injured and was forced to sleep for a period of time. During this period, he had no distracting thoughts and was in the sage mode where the world is empty. The duration was..."

Buzz!

Pushia, the goddess of elements, suddenly raised her hand and flashed the ancient divine light. Then, in the void, the ancient divine light turned into a torrent of knowledge with wisdom and power. Countless illusory information rose and fell, evolving into an article using the oldest three thousand words. Each chapter written in words contains a very mysterious knowledge.

"Ye Lin gave it to me and asked me to forward it to you."

The sudden appearance of knowledge attracted their attention. They squinted their eyes and stopped writing essays. They cast curious eyes and read the ancient texts with interest to see what they were about.

Then their expressions all became shocked, and their beautiful eyes slowly widened. After reading, they slowly turned into water-like tenderness.

Pushia, the goddess of elements, had the aura of a palace queen, easily suppressing the other two goddesses who were teasing each other. Her beautiful and refined face could not hide her smile, and said: "He has gained new knowledge after forcibly improving his status. Now he will Breaking through the creation person, as well as conjectures about the 'end', were sent to me through me, hoping that we can have some reference."

"He said if you feel there is an opportunity, don't miss it."

The way to reach the creation person is to create a macrocosm with complete order or save the existing macrocosm. During this period, the sea of ​​primordial, the sky of light, and the submission of certain forces can be obtained.

The former one is no longer possible, Caroso is the first light.

The latter method is actually closer to reshaping the universe.

The text of knowledge also gives Ye Lin's guess about the 'end', which is inspired by a sentence... "Destruction is creation, destruction is rebirth."

The birth of the end is outside of order, beyond wisdom, and is full of absolute destruction, wanting to destroy everything that exists.

So in an almost twisted way, we can guess that the "end" is the creator of the end universe. He created the new world after the destruction, so he has another kind of creation personality.

The elemental goddess Pushya concluded, "The 'end' exists like a cancer cell in the mortal world, and normal rules cannot limit his madness."

"In our field, maybe means absolute, and maybe He was born because of this." The lady in black dress said calmly.

"Ye Lin also said..."

He narrowed his eyes and slightly curled his lips, "Okay, okay, you're closed, you're great," and then continued to listen to Pushya's retelling.

"If any one of us can get that almost illusory yet real opportunity first, he will immediately separate the origin of time, space, chaos, and darkness to that person. It doesn't matter which one of us can ascend to that level."

Maintaining the order of concepts such as life, death, and elements is actually a way to slowly save the universe.

"Where's Wuxuan?" the lady in black dress said casually, but also mentioned it intentionally.

"He said that Wuxuan is a sublineage of the power of life, and life is the best choice."

He narrowed his eyes and sneered disdainfully, "Haha, it's obviously Wuxuan who controls his waist. Without Wuxuan, he would have been squeezed to death by Naiyali the next day."

He habitually opened his mouth with teasing, squinted his eyes and pretended to accidentally add the suffix "an hour" to the end of the essay.

"He also said..."

"You can't finish it in one breath!" He muttered with narrowed eyes.

"..., he also said that the ancient Terran God War was deliberately caused by a great will, and asked us if we knew anything."

The lady in black dress frowned, shook her head slightly, and sighed, "If we had known that we had done it deliberately, Nimmel would not have had his power shattered. It has not recovered yet, and neither Remi nor Memet." As for the variables that are cultivated in a hurry.”

Narrowing his eyes, he raised his hand and smoothed his beautiful blond hair, "He hid it from the gods. I hope it's not something too bad."

"Ye Lin gained so much knowledge once he upgraded his status. Well...if we let him do it again, he might gain new knowledge."

"You really want to be a widow." Kunilai took out a piece of vanilla ice cream and took a lick~

Squinting his eyes unmoved, he said intentionally or unintentionally: "I heard that rabbits are actually in heat all year round."

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God Realm

Grayson, the Guardian of the Earth, had his heart plummeting into the abyss, his face was ashen, his pale hair and beard were trembling, his body seemed to have lost his soul, and his empty eyes were like puppets.

The dark realm of memory gradually revealed its light, showing the wind and rain on the misty plateau. The brilliant star characters in the Star Turtle Library were like paint blown away by the wind, slowly disappearing into the air.

One by one, the stars carrying knowledge and memory dimmed and disappeared, and all the light spots on the Sacred Stars lost their color, turning as gray as an ordinary slate picked up in a quarry.

Replacing the Recollection Realm with the Star Turtle Library, the memory space was broken and declared a failure.

"Failed... failed?" The Earth Realm Guardian Scriben appeared in the Misty Plateau, his voice trembling with a hint of despair.

Scriben is a dark-skinned Fire Tribe member, a middle-aged man of average build, with short white hair, and does not look outstanding. He is an ordinary traveler.

He is also Shu Mo's master, and has taught Shu Mo magic knowledge for several years.

As an additional preparation, except for Camelin who cannot leave Chongquan, all the Earth Realm Guardians and some powerful recorders are hidden in the Misty Plateau.

"There is still a chance." The hermit Ergon also felt depressed and said quickly: "Find Cladius, retrieve the complete star cluster record, and there is still a chance to awaken the fog god who is about to become ignorant."

"Muwu~"

The beautiful blue and white beast, Yao Mumu with fins and tail like colorful clothes, emerged from the fog, shaking his head, as if he also felt some danger, and kept shouting "Muwu~Muwu..."

"Yao Mumu, swallow me again." Ergon's old injury has not healed, and he feels exhausted. He has to cheer up and want to enter the world of remembrance again.

"Muwu..."

Yao Mumu swallowed Ergon in one gulp, and spit it out after a few seconds, making him sticky with saliva.

Ergon's face was solemn. He failed to enter the world of remembrance, which meant that the memory space had completely collapsed, and the passage in Yao Mumu's stomach had disappeared. It had that ability.

"Mar!"

Ergon stared at the shining seal of the sky and shouted quickly, but the latter did not move, just floating quietly.

Everyone's heart was extremely heavy, the cloudless night was coming.

The civilization of the God Realm began to enter the countdown of destruction.

Boom~~

The fog on the Misty Plateau suddenly whistled and rolled up, turning into a magnificent tornado hurricane, with endless thunder, connecting the sky above and the earth below, and a terrifying breath descended from the top.

People were extremely horrified, shaking the three major areas of the God Realm.

At the top of the fog hurricane, there was a woman wearing a pearly white diagonal long skirt, half revealing her plump and white legs, graceful and beautiful. At this moment, she stood at the highest point of the storm, looking down at the God Realm coldly, with deep ice-blue eyes without any emotion.

Then, as moving as a fairy descending from heaven, beautiful beyond the mortal world, she walked into the depths of the Misty Plateau and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Grayson, Scribben, and other recorders, all those who saw her true face had a question... "Who is she?"

"It's the God of Mist." Hermit Ergon identified the other party's identity from the level of life breath.