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Da da da~

The sound of time echoed in all the worlds, crisp and brisk, and the next moment it seemed like it was stuck, and the gears stopped turning.

It was supposed to restart and enter the next reincarnation, but it failed.

Their goal seems to have been achieved.

Nurgle was crushed to pieces thousands of times, but appeared again in the real dimension at the next moment. As long as there are intelligent creatures in the world, the Chaos Evil God will be indelible.

However, his divine power was completely suppressed in the third dimension, and his brilliance was obscured, as if he did not exist.

Instructions are issued from the doomsday game to encircle and suppress the followers of Nurgle. The task is the highest level and gives generous rewards, making all players crazy. As long as someone can sever the belief in the Sect of All Living Beings, they can obtain the path to becoming a god.

No one will think about whether it is true or false. The rewards given by the doomsday game are never false. It seems that becoming a god is right in front of you. Even the eight gods hidden behind the scenes can't sit still. All the forces in the world One after another took action to encircle and suppress the followers of the Chaos Evil God, not only the Cult of All Living Beings, but also the Scarlet Skeleton Cult and the Emerald Scepter.

Reincarnation makes everything meaningless, while reincarnation itself should be meaningful.

Su Changxing thought for a long time and fell into the opposite side of the world. This place was not a piece of nothingness as expected, but a complete dimension filled with chaos, as if standing on the edge of an abyss, ready to be swallowed up at any time.

Divine power is like light, able to illuminate the surrounding darkness.

The sound of friction came.

"Case, wipe, wipe~"

It's like sharp claws digging back and forth on the wooden board. It's not harsh, but it's the only sound here and it's quite noticeable.

A little dwarf with his whole body wrapped in bandages lowered his head and dug at the ground with his claws. He made an inexplicable whisper in his mouth. The voice was so low that Su Changxing could faintly hear it when he got closer.

[The God of Dust-Treading Muller: The ruler of the old days, always lowering his head, as if looking for something, everything he comes into contact with will become dust. 】

"Hello, my name is Quache."

The God of Treading Muller felt Su Changxing's approach, raised his head and said, the skin protruding between the bandages was full of wrinkles, looking like a stillborn child that shriveled in the mother's womb.

Su Changxing looked normal and asked, "What are you doing here?"

He looked around, but there was nothing. The ground was covered with corpses. There was a dark forest burning in the distance. It was not a flame, just trees.

Here trees can burn.

"I have lost something very important and I am looking for it. Are you willing to help me find it together?" Kuache said silently, immersed in his own world, not caring about why another one suddenly appeared next to him. exist.

Not all gods have clear self-awareness, some are hesitant, like madmen.

In an era when gods still existed in the real dimension, such gods were often the most dangerous to mortals. Their unscrupulous destruction and goalless exploration were the walking doomsday in themselves.

Su Changxing was silent for a moment and was about to say something, but he saw Kuache suddenly raised his head and looked at him, with a greedy look on his wrinkled face: "I found it, it's on you!"

At this moment, Su Changxing was something extremely tempting in his eyes. Just like putting a piece of meat in front of a hungry dog, he would pounce on it desperately, tear it into pieces and eat it.

The wind and sand suddenly rose, and the originally short God of Dust-Stepping Muller suddenly became a million feet tall. He was holding a dark gray cane and could not see the fangs exposed on his face.

Su Changxing was a little confused. He stood there and looked at the behemoth in front of him quietly: "Is it because of the power of the ancient god, or..."

The vast majority of gods should know the rules. They are creatures who follow order. Killing, destruction, creation, etc. are just rules. The ancient gods belong to the upper gods, and the lower gods should show absolute obedience. One should not be greedy.

Wan Zhang's cane fell slowly and was caught by Su Changxing with one hand, stopping in the air.

Although more than half of his power was separated by Nurgle, his true strength was not greatly compromised.

Because too much faith is bloated to him, or the separated part originally belongs to Nurgle.

The power left behind is all that he can fully control. It belongs to the god of blind asking, and to him, Su Changxing.

Su Changxing stretched out his palm, and the body of the God of Treading Muller shrunk, and was finally easily pinched by him, struggling constantly like a little mouse.

"Is this the so-called ruler of the old days? Or maybe you were going to disappear in time." He felt that the God of Treaddust Muller was quite weak. Although he controlled a wealth of rules, he did not control the divine power and the new gods. Not much difference, almost forgotten by the world.

"It seems that reincarnation is indeed not a good thing for you gods."

"But there must be some beneficiaries, some among the gods?"

Su Changxing increased his strength, and the God of Treaddust Mueller collapsed inch by inch, just like the collapse of the whole world. However, it would not have any impact on the surroundings. It was in nothingness, so how could it have any impact? .

In the black flames, the God of Treaddust Muller turned into a dark bright card, reflecting everything in the outside world.

With the death of a god, a sandstorm began to blow in the sky, with no end as far as the eye could see.

Su Changxing didn't know how to leave here, so he could only walk forward aimlessly. He could feel the prying eyes of many gods. Those eyes were both fearful and greedy.

Like a pack of wolves, no one took the initiative to attack, but no one took the initiative to retreat. They all watched from a distance and remained malicious.

Su Changxing was not surprised by this situation. Before he fell here, he had already thought that the gods were here, and he was a special being. He would be rejected no matter what after entering here.

The gods would probably swarm to attack him and get rid of this uninvited guest.

No matter how powerful he is, he will not be a match for the gods, let alone whether he can defeat the powerful among the old gods. There is another question.

At this moment, he was once again in a desperate situation. In his past life, he had been in desperate situations many times, but this time he could not see any hope, not even a one-in-a-million possibility of survival.

His previous actions offended the gods and indirectly destroyed their plans.

He was not afraid, he just felt helpless. It was a pity that he had finally reached this point, but had to end it.

Although there is reincarnation, and he will start all over again in the next reincarnation, the result next time may not be better, and will he still be the same after reincarnation?

Probably not anymore.

Since it was a desperate fight, Su Changxing went all out and spent all his gold coins to exchange an entire ancient god's arm from a discount store. It did not contain all the ancient god's power, but only what remained after the ancient god's death. The body contains the divine power from the ancient gods.

With him now, it is probably difficult for him to bear the entire ancient god's arm. Once it is backfired, it is possible for the ancient god to come from the past and come here.

But so what, he can't take care of that much now. If reincarnation is not broken, everything will stop. Soon everything will restart, and everything that happens now will become meaningless.

Countless faces appeared in the darkness, with different shapes, floating like the wind.

The moment the ancient god's arm appeared, the gods suddenly retreated.

Even just a trace of the ancient god's breath made them tremble. This was due to the suppression of the rules.

The method of pretending to be powerful was not enough to deter the gods. Sure enough, the next moment, they surrounded him again.

"Mortals cannot become gods. This is a rule that has been established long ago, so you deserve to die."

A voice came.

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