How Am I Still Alive?

The erosion of the plane soon entered the next stage.

The Outer Gods are professional in bringing doomsday to the world.

"The sky is really raining 'nails'."

Lu Ping'an calmly admired the scenery of the end of the world, and huge "black nails" appeared in the sky.

They pierced into the earth fiercely, and large areas of land were eroded and polluted.

More cracks appeared, and even faint cracks appeared.

Erosion, division, assimilation, and taking away. This is already a routine. These pure black void nails are dividing and taking away the roots of this world.

This is a top world that can breed life, give birth to rules, and produce the principles of the world.

Therefore, it has attracted professional and skilled top hunters.

The world is completely hopeless.

"First admit the reality of hopelessness, then you can really save something."

Lu Ping'an has completed the communication with the "world", and he also knows what he can do.

"It's the end of the world, so let's build a big ship and bring more people."

The plan is not difficult to guess, but how to do it and to what extent are the key points.

"The world has loosened."

It seems to be a whole piece of land, but in fact the ground veins have been broken.

With the fall of black nails and the erosion and corrosion of foreign gods, the world has been divided at the conceptual and dimensional levels.

But it is also because of this that Lu Ping'an can operate more.

"Boom!"

The fireball exploded in the extension of the "Silver City". This is not an attack on Lu Ping'an's forces by foreign visitors, but the rapid expansion of the Silver City.

Lu Ping'an's "courtyard" is expanding at a high speed. When the world loses its defense ability, he can naturally eat a large piece.

However, he ate this not just for himself

"I am the Lord of Eternal Life, the protector of life value, and the cultivator of all life."

At this moment, Lu Ping'an chose to "ascend to God".

He did not try to connect with the world, because the world no longer had the ability to do so, and he did not intend to ascend the Pantheon. He just declared his "ministerial position".

". I am the God of Redemption of Life."

When Lu Ping'an said the word "redemption", he was also somewhat stunned.

He did not expect that he would actually embark on this path.

Of course, his and Guan Xinxian's "God of Redemption" are two different concepts.

Guan Xinxian is the God of Redemption of "redemption", while Lu Ping'an is limited to the savior of life, which is an extension of his rule as the God of Life.

The preserver of life, the catalyst of life evolution. At this time, he chose to take on a new priesthood and become the savior of life.

"Buzz!"

The Silver City slowly glowed, and the ground beneath it began to tremble slightly.

In Lu Ping'an's library, there are the secrets of the gods. The genuine God of Redemption is, in a sense, Lu Ping'an's subordinate god, and his power has long been reproduced here.

"In a disaster, redemption is precious. When life is threatened, the God of Redemption of life is necessary to exist."

Space storms are flooding the entire world, and the earth is constantly torn apart and split. What is revealed underground is not the core of the earth but the void.

The cracks created by the "black nail" are not even at the physical level. The torn dimensions are swallowing up the world bit by bit. In the face of such a level of apocalyptic crisis, conventional storms, thunder, and earthquakes are not a disaster.

However, with the collapse of the world's defense line, the weather system of the entire world has collapsed long ago.

Extreme weather such as tornadoes, storms, and hail are everywhere. Crazy gravitational fluctuations have brought floods to the entire world, but these doomsday-level natural disasters are "embellishments" that can be ignored for the current situation.

And when the conditions for "natural disasters" and "doomsday" are complete, Lu Ping'an, the "God of Redemption", also activates his priesthood.

"Ark."

The City of Silver has turned into a super-giant floating island, or a small floating continent.

The surroundings around him also began to crack, and the "Ark" began to take off slowly.

"Bloom"

At this moment, Lu Ping'an activated the hidden chess that he had previously stored.

Hua Xueyi's caravan was not only collecting intelligence.

Lu Ping'an's "trading caravan" went very far, and his messengers left "seeds" everywhere in this world. The disposable seeds of the lamp tree were also an extension of Lu Ping'an's will.

The scene of the green planet was staged again, and Lu, as the god of salvation, rebuilt his "network".

"Life, find my lighthouse, sing my name in the light, and you will have the possibility of salvation."

This world is very big, very big, and Lu Ping'an is not as good as the "authority" of the real god of salvation.

His seed network is far less than the coverage level of the green planet, but there is another set of rescue mechanisms.

One by one, the lamp trees rose from the ground, and they catalyzed all their vitality in exchange for three days of survival.

The "lighthouses" bloomed with dazzling golden light, and the glory reached the clouds from bottom to top.

Whether it was the storm or the night, they were torn apart by the faint golden light, so that the beam of light that shot into the sky could be seen from a long distance.

Such an emergency catalytic lighthouse only had a short lifespan of a few days.

But as the extension point of Lu Ping'an's power, as long as they really arrived under the lighthouse and shouted in the name of life salvation, Lu Ping'an could take them away.

How much effect can it have? How large an area can these more than 300 lighthouses affect? Will those lighthouses be destroyed by local lords? These roads are safe and undetermined by mortals.

"But, at least there is hope."

Maybe it can only save a few people, maybe it can only illuminate a very small part of this dark world, but at least there is still this possibility.

At this moment, perhaps we can only believe in the possibilities of mortals.

They believe that their survival instinct will urge them to seek the possibility of redemption at all costs.

"Life is good at finding a way out of a dead end."

One was activated, and two began to glow. By the time three or four hundred were reached, Lu Ping An's limit was reached, and the divine light that maintained these lamp trees made it impossible to move.

Even if he could move in the current environment, even he would not be able to leave the City of Silver.

The world is occupied by many lords of the gods, and the way to leave the City of Silver is safe, maybe just to deliver food to a certain existence.

He can only be like a lighthouse, trying to shine more light to give mortals the possibility of salvation.

"Boom!"

The sudden violent shaking of the Silver City, the fierce attack from small to large, made it clear that even this little bit of redemption was not allowed.