I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

[Congratulations on completing the task]

【Start settlement now】

[Mission Exploration Degree: 80%]

【Mission Completion Status: Amazing】

[The tomb of the nameless city is buried with dead gods, the memory of a civilization, and worms. You have witnessed the ruin of this city. When the world is destroyed and the order collapses, is the concept of human beings just empty talk? Do you have human will? Who is the fake? 】

[Silence points obtained: 11000 points]

[Occupation reward: Item: Nameless City]

【Settlement completed】

[Stick to the rules, people who remain the same are not worthy of success, try new fields, respond to doubts with changeable creations, the door to a new world is opening to you]

[Choose to complete career development tasks and get career rewards]

【Welcome to the quiet place again】

"Are there only a few points in the early 10,000s?"

Lu Yi really didn't expect that he almost dedicated himself to the queen, and he only had 80% exploration speed.

In his opinion, even if things like the past history of the city, the remains of the saint in the coffin, and the source of the worm queen are within the explorable scope of the mission, his completion should not be lower than 90% %.

"Could it be that...you can pass the level perfectly by giving birth to the Queen of Worms? Is this the meaning of multiplayer missions?"

Lu Jian thought that if there are several God Chosen to participate in the mission, then one of them can definitely let one of his friends try the Queen of Worms, maybe they can discover the New World.

After thinking about it, he could only think it was this.

Maybe when the Queen of Worms is satisfied, the remains of the saint will be given away at will, and it will also tell the true history of this nameless city.

This is also a sense of "the more you know, the less unfortunate you are".

Moreover, maybe if Lu Lian chooses to do this, he can also acquire a certain skill related to the queen, such as spiritual camouflage, light speed multiplication, fantasy heart voice and so on.

"Pity.

"

Lu Jian felt a little regretful, maybe he should at least give it a try?

Anyway, it's not that I lack a piece of meat on my body.

Putting these down, Lu Jian looked at the time.

He experienced almost two days of adventure in the wasteland, and it took a whole day to reflect the reality.

Lu Jian picked up the crystal in his hand and observed it carefully.

This crystal is bluer than the sky, and with the light, it will reflect different luster, which is very dreamy.

【Saint Remains】

【Above the wasteland, there are always saints】

[The remains of dead saints are believed to possess extraordinary powers]

[Actually, the remains of some saints are indeed still walking on the earth today]

The corresponding description appeared in Lu Jian's field of vision.

"This thing seems to be different from the previous contaminated materials, it is more pure."

He looked at it carefully, and suddenly felt a little familiar.

Lu Jian took out the crystals left by Hongye and compared the two.

"Except for the different colors, the texture is very similar. I don't know if the specific structure is similar?"

The crystallization of red leaves is left behind by the death of a witch with extraordinary power after being polluted by the fog of uncertainty, while the crystallization of the remains of a saint is left by a saint in the wasteland. If the two are similar, can it be reversed? That is to say, the sage in the wasteland and Hongye are similar existences?

The wasteland calls the saints famous people, that is, people with names. These names are similar to the characters in the historical myths that Lu Juan is familiar with, and they also have their corresponding power. Who gave them these names? Could it be someone else? A great existence, or an evil god?

Lu Jian felt that the secrets of the wasteland were deeper than he imagined. Even the crystal nucleus disease, Lu Jian was not sure whether it was the normal state of the wasteland world or false information processed by the queen.

"However, at least I can refine my [last words]."

Now, [Saint's Remains] [Sigh of Uncertain Fog] [Black Queen Mother's Statue of Mercy] has been collected completely, and 50,000 silence points are enough, Lu Jian can directly refine his [Last Words].

Counting the harvest from the mission, he now has over 60,000 quiet points, and he will be completely poor after the essence is finished.

But that's the way people are.

Just like the red dots that appear when you play a game, the promotion characters can upgrade and break through. If you don't click it, it will always make you feel uncomfortable.

Therefore, Lu Yi must be the best.

Moreover, I have worked so hard to collect these materials in foreign lands. Wouldn't it be silly to not be excellent?

After all the brushes have been brushed, let's just upgrade in one step.

He manifested the 【last words】.

Putting the three materials on the table, Lu Jian immediately clicked on the item and entered the essence interface.

【Essence】

[sublimation qualitative change]

[Consume resources in exchange for miracles]

[recommended to try]

[Silence points required: 50000 points]

[Materials needed: Black Queen Mother's Mercy Statue]

[Materials required: Remains of Saints]

【Material required: Sigh of the Uncertain Mist】

He decisively clicked on the essence.

[Consume the corresponding materials and silence points to refine]

[Is it the essence? 】

【whether】

Jumping out of the system panel for the second confirmation, Lu Juan thought he was quite conscientious, not like some games, there is no reminder to draw a card, and there will be ten shots in a row if you accidentally touch it by mistake.

He chose yes.

In an instant, the three materials in front of Lu Jian changed.

The weird pitch-black idol trembled slightly, as if something was about to break out of it.

The gray mist contained in the bottle kept swirling, forming a small storm.

The light blue crystals shine brightly, reflecting colors that do not belong to this world.

Before Lu Jian's eyes, the Kingdom of the Night, Hedao, and the scenery of the wasteland flashed across.

With the deduction of his silence points, the three materials quickly turned into particles of light, which flowed into the silver revolver in Lu Ban's palm.

Three beams of light drilled into the pistol, and engraved three paragraphs of text on the barrel. These texts cannot be recognized by Lu Yi, like some kind of sleep talk passed down from ancient times, echoing in the grand dream.

Lu Jian's eyes suddenly turned white, and he felt that the knowledge beyond the weight of the revolver was pouring into his brain like a tide, beating every part of the cortex, hippocampus, and brainstem, shaping it into a A shape that is anything but human.

Memories that surpassed instinct flowed to every corner of Lu Jian's body, and he could feel subtle changes in his body, which made him more harmonious with [last words], as if it were the continuation of his own limbs.

After a while, Lu Jian's eyes returned to normal.

He knew that [last words] had been refined.

Lu Jian stood up, holding the revolver in his hand. He checked carefully and saw that there were indeed some inscriptions on the body of the gun. The whole pistol became more primitive and more textured, like a work of art handcrafted by ancient craftsmen. .

At the same time, Lu Jian also understood the new ability of [Last Words].