How Am I Still Alive?

"The whole world is a reincarnation."

"The earth, the underground, and the heavenly world may correspond to the legendary mortal world, purgatory, and heaven."

"But there is no heaven here."

Su Xi sighed and put down his "Diary of the God of Thunder and Summer Rain". The content recorded was too negative and was not good for the overall development.

This is the heavenly world, the paradise in the memory of mortals.

"This is just a battlefield, no different from other worlds."

Looking around, there is an endless sky.

Countless floating islands are floating in the air, and materialized clouds are covering the world. In the sky, divine beasts and angels are singing, and divine messengers are traveling from one floating island to another, conveying the will of the gods.

Over there is a starry sky, with the moon and stars floating not far away, and heroic Valkyries are suspended under the halo.

The dragon group not far away is moving freely on the floating island. The huge thunder dragon beast is like a short-legged puppy in front of the larger giant.

This is a fantasy world full of secrets, where holy light and gods coexist. White angels are just ordinary people here. It is not wrong to say that it is a fantasy paradise in front of the world, provided that the "black areas" are removed.

"Sir, the black area No. 0371 has been breached again. If the situation permits"

"I will send someone there."

The angel landed on the shoulders of Su Xi, the huge god of thunder. They are beautiful and indistinguishable between men and women, fast and sensitive, and generally perform the duties of messengers to convey the will of the "world" to the gods.

And now, she sent another invitation to war.

"Boom!"

The black area not far away exploded again.

A large number of foreign visitors came to this paradise, and the warriors and legions of the gods were ready.

Su Xi, who called for the power of thunder and lightning, picked up his weapon. As a newcomer who had just ascended to godhood again, he needed results to prove himself.

"Boom!"

The Thunder God stepped into the battlefield, but he had no joy at all.

He had only been in this world for less than a week, and he had already fought four times.

"Here are abundant resources, beautiful scenery, various ethnic groups are naturally strong and perfect, the world rules limit life span to almost unlimited, there is no disease and no famine, it is not wrong to say that it is a paradise. If it were five hundred years ago."

At this moment, behind him, above the sky of the beautiful world, those "holes" were like white paper torn open, revealing hideous and smelly holes.

One, two. Just a glance, you can see hundreds.

How long can this world last? Su Xi, who had just arrived in this "paradise" not long ago, subconsciously asked himself.

This is not just a malicious speculation by outsiders, but a logical deduction that has experienced too many world disasters. The countless cracks in the whole world show the harshness of the environment and the battlefield.

"This world is really blessed to be targeted by several multiverse disasters at the same time"

He sighed, a little helpless, a little desperate.

It might not be a good thing to become a god again in this world.

For him who has experienced so much, if it is just the badness of the battlefield, he can actually accept it, but

"Why is this thing coming again?"

He looked up at the sky, and a huge shadow covered the whole world. He, who had just returned from the battlefield on Earth, of course knew what it was.

".God above God."

He sighed again. Did he just escape from the wolf pack and jump into the tiger's den again?

And if it was still just this.The strength and upper limit of this world are actually far beyond the earth, and he would not be so helpless.

"One, two, three, four."

Above the world, in the void, there are more than one shadow trying to swallow the world like this.

"How long can this world last?"

Even if the whole world was torn into pieces the next moment, Su Xi was not surprised.

At this moment, Su Xi was also numb, but he, who accepted the power of the world, seemed to see no other way in the short term.

He thought about it for a while before continuing to write in his "diary".

At the same time, another diary in the earthly world automatically wrote the content

"Don't ascend, don't ascend, the foreign enemy is very strong, very strong, and the free gods who have just entered the Pantheon are just high-level cannon fodder."

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"Thank you for the gift and pitfalls of the predecessors"

The advantage of the old predecessors is that they have stepped into enough pits, and therefore often prepare many back-ups.

Just like the predecessor Su Xi, who is known as the thunder god of the millennium, left a series of back-ups before entering the heavenly world.

One of them is a "twin diary", which is an unknown level of foreign secret treasure. He can transmit information across time and world through writing.

And now, it is also the new content in the diary that makes the newcomers on the human side of the underground world know that something is wrong with the heavenly world. They know that the heavenly world is a battlefield, but they didn't expect it to be of that level.

"Are you sure? A single source of information is unreliable."

"It's not a single source of information. Several gods and elders left behind means of transmitting information. They ascended to different positions in the heavenly realm, and the information they passed down was similar and terrible."

"Maybe they have come into contact with the core. After all, newcomers have a probation period, and new gods should only be thugs."

"It's possible. But will you ascend?"

"Well, I won't fly for the time being."

After Lu Pingan said it, he realized that he had subconsciously accepted the information.

It might be spiritual intuition, rational judgment, or the habit of experiencing too many doomsdays. Lu Pingan didn't see eternity in his eyes, at least not in the world he came into contact with.

And now, he vaguely realized that the "world" that he and humans could come into contact with were at a similar "level" in the endless multiverse, belonging to the world of those unlucky people who were about to be completely swallowed by pollution and struggling to survive.

And the world of Silent Mountains also repeatedly hinted to him that when a person encountered risks and pressures, and most areas were in full bloom, then most of the places were quite bad, but you just couldn't see them.

"What are outsiders like? There must be information, right?"

"It is said that there are several cosmic disasters, and there are real polluted tribes among them"

This surprised Lu Pingan a little.

Generally speaking, a world that is completely eroded by pollution will destroy itself.

But there are always some special cases and differences. Some worlds can coexist with pollution, or the entire tribe and organization have completely become part of the pollution.

These groups of beings are quite dangerous and powerful, and often take the initiative to drag other worlds into the water.

Lu Ping'an had not encountered them in his previous doomsday journey, but he had heard of them from information. The scenes he had experienced before were not worth the fate of those monster groups.

"Multiple gods above gods? How long can this world last?"