I kidnapped the timeline

I don't know how long it took.

Feng Qi woke up leisurely and found that he was curled up.

He subconsciously wanted to stretch his body, but found that his body was restrained and could not stretch at all.

The places where the limbs touch have a cold metallic texture, as if they are contained in some metal box.

Listen carefully and you can hear the roar of an engine outside.

He didn't know whether it was being loaded on a transport truck or a transport plane.

But he felt that he had obviously left Star City.

Otherwise, after he pressed the alarm, the Mist Lord should have come to the rescue.

As for the mysterious force that kidnapped him, he already had a rough guess in his mind.

The body structure of the force that came to kidnap him was very similar to the "goat-headed devil" he was familiar with, and it reminded him of the statue worshiped by the sheep-headed devil.

This mysterious force is obviously the force behind the Dark God Cult.

But he didn't understand why the Dark God Religion could find him and determined that he was one of the masterminds behind the destruction of the Dark God Religion branch.

In fact, the Lord of the Mist has already prepared for the possible actions of the forces behind the Dark God Religion.

The first is the integration of the weak alliances in Star City.

As a result, it is impossible for the forces behind the Dark God Religion to obtain any information from the weak people in the field.

All investigation tasks will be cut off in advance by the Lord of Mist before they are released.

This step of the plan was undoubtedly successful.

The only route from the Old City to obtain intelligence in Star City was cut off.

Even if the forces from the Old City really couldn't help but want to come to Star City to investigate, they couldn't find any useful information.

After all, from beginning to end, neither the Lord of the Mist nor him revealed their identity.

Even the top leaders of the Alliance of Weak Races in the Domain do not know the true identity of the Lord of Mist.

More importantly, the Lord of the Mist was certain that the forces in the Old City would not dare to act rashly before receiving effective information.

Even if he acts rashly, his spy in Star City can quickly detect the traces.

Multiple insurances ensure their current safety.

Thinking of this, he became even more confused.

I don't understand how the forces behind the Dark God Cult have precisely targeted themselves.

There were slight bumps from time to time in the nearly airtight space.

After an unknown amount of time, the feeling of weightlessness came over me, and the roar of the engine slowly stopped.

He felt the metal box he was in being lifted up, and he felt a bumpy feeling as he walked around.

About half an hour later, he heard the banging sound of metal springs coming from inside the box, followed by a burst of bright light, and he subconsciously squinted his eyes.

The figure in front of me was blurry and gradually became clearer.

Standing in front of him was a tall figure wearing a sheep's head and white bone mask with black runes all over his body.

"Get up."

After hearing this, Feng Qi slowly stood up from the metal box.

Looking around, he saw the towering statue of the Dark God standing in the distance.

This statue looked different from the one he remembered, but it was obviously related.

"Why are you kidnapping me?" At this moment, he turned to look at the masked man in the lead.

"When you chose to target us, you should have thought about this day." The masked man said in a deep voice.

After hearing these words, Feng Qi confirmed his guess.

The forces behind the Dark God Cult have seen through their plan.

But he still didn't understand from which channel the Dark God Cult obtained the information.

Thinking of this, he calmly nodded and asked:

"Can you explain to me, how are you sure that I am the mastermind of the plan against the Dark God Religion?"

Facing the inquiry, the masked man thought for a while and then said:

"Let's exchange information with each other. I can answer some of your questions, but I also hope that you will cooperate with me in answering some questions."

"As a sign of sincerity, I can answer your question first."

"As for why we were able to identify you as the mastermind behind the scenes, this is a complete coincidence. We have been investigating in Star City for several months, but we have never dared to contact the weak alliance in Star City. We are afraid that you will know that we have entered Star City. This has led to our The information is very limited, making it difficult to carry out effective investigative actions.”

"I think so. If your investigation hadn't been carried out secretly, I would have already obtained the relevant information." Feng Qi nodded immediately, and then continued:

"So what's the coincidence you're talking about?"

When asked, the masked man did not hide anything:

"At the unveiling ceremony of the statue in Star City Central Park, a group of children gave you flowers. We discovered that you actually gained the power of faith from these children."

"The power of faith is not something that everyone can easily obtain. If you want to use this special power, you need an extremely special method. Seeing that you can absorb the power of faith, we realized that you are our potential opponent. , which is also the goal of our operation."

After hearing the masked man's answer, Feng Qi suddenly felt enlightened.

It turns out that there was nothing wrong with the previous plans, the only thing that went wrong was the unveiling ceremony of the statue.

This explains why the forces behind the Dark God Cult can accurately target themselves.

"But you don't know the specifics of my strength. Why do you dare to sneak attack me in Star City? Aren't you afraid that the entire army will be annihilated?"

"We had a mental struggle before attacking you, but we are already betting. The bet is the future destiny of our clan. I must take the risk."

"The psychic clan behind you just let you take risks like this?"

"How do you know there's a psychic tribe standing behind me?" the masked man said slightly surprised.

"The origin of the Dark God Religion is in the Old City. According to my information, the Old City is under the control of the Psychic Tribe. Will the Psychic Tribe allow an unknown force to develop and grow around them?"

"The Spiritual Clan is not aware of my adventurous actions, but now that I have sent people to inform me, I believe the Spirit Master will arrive soon."

Feng Qi nodded, and then continued to ask:

"What are you going to do with me?"

"I'm very curious about you now. Our ability to control the power of faith comes from our ancestor. He was a strong man in the demigod realm who almost became a pillar god. After his death, the source of life became the core of our collection of the power of faith. , and how did you collect the power of faith?"

After hearing these words, Feng Qi realized that the forces of the Dark God Cult had not noticed the miracle bracelet worn on him at all.

And they don't know the existence of the Mist Lord yet.

I don’t even know about the potential dangers of flesh and blood sacrifice, and even now I think that “flesh and blood sacrifice” is just a means of gathering faith.

But the Lord of the Mist was not exposed, but he was completely exposed to the Dark God Clan and the Psionic Clan.

Now his situation is very dangerous.

After the information was extracted, the Dark Gods obviously would not let him go.

After all, in the eyes of the Dark God Clan, he would be an obstacle to the collection of faith layout.

Thinking of this, he shook his head:

"What are you going to do with me next?"

The masked man was about to speak when a black shadow slowly emerged and solidified beside him.

Red eyes appeared in the black shadow, and they looked very similar to the shadow force behind the Science and Technology Research Institute. They were obviously members of the psionic tribe.

At this time, the masked man and the tribesmen behind him respectfully spoke to the black shadow:

"Spirit Master."

The member of the psychic tribe known as the Spirit Master did not answer. It stared directly at Feng Qi, and then a hoarse voice came:

"There must be other forces standing behind you, right? If you can give me useful information, maybe I can let you live."

"I told you, I can't live anymore." Feng Qi shook his head calmly.

"Wait a moment, I need to know your information now." After saying that, the spirit master closed his eyes.

A red energy dotted line appeared above its head, spreading upwards and piercing into the void.

Next, Feng Qi saw countless energy particles emerging from the void and pouring into the brain of the Spirit Master along the energy dotted line.

"Holy Spirit Consciousness Bank?"

The spiritual master opened his eyes at this moment:

"It seems that you know our Holy Spirit clan very well, Feng Qi."

"Why is there information related to me in your Holy Spirit Consciousness Library?" He couldn't help but wonder.

"In order to expand knowledge and information, our psychic tribe has more than a hundred tribesmen who are responsible for learning. They memorize all the information that can be accessed under the authority of the old research institute in a learning method, and then transfer it to the consciousness of the Holy Spirit. About 80% of it has been recorded in the library, and your information is also included." Spirit Master told the truth without caring.

Hearing these words, Feng Qi was stunned.

According to the members of the psychic tribe in front of them, they simply carry a human science database with them, and they can access the data shared by major cities anytime and anywhere.

"Feng Qi, now it's your turn to answer my question. Which force is behind you? We are not necessarily enemies. In the future, we may be able to form an alliance and advance and retreat together."

Choosing to tell the truth at this time is undoubtedly betraying the Lord of the Mist.

The Lord of the Mist is the guarantee that he will become stronger after 1500 years.

The member of the Psychic Tribe said lightly that they could form an alliance in the future, but he didn't believe a single punctuation mark of his words.

The Mist Lord's potential plans will affect the future of the world.

If the potential dangers of "Flesh Sacrifice" were known, it would be impossible for the Psychic Tribe to allow the Lord of the Mist to grow.

The only thing that worried him now was.

If he died here, how would his head be taken back to the Scarlet Institute?

Something unexpected happened. He attended the unveiling ceremony without bringing the "brain activation needle", and the Scarlet Rescue Team was still in Star City.

He was now in dire straits.

He even thinks that this sacrifice line is most likely to be useless. Except for the information that was given to the Scarlet Research Institute in advance, the rest of the information will not be able to be brought to him on the main timeline.

"It's okay if you don't say anything. I have a way to get the forces behind you to come forward." Spirit Master said at this time.

"What are you going to do?"

"The promotion of "Flesh Sacrifice" is obviously to help you gain the power of faith, which shows that you are the key core in the future layout of the forces behind you. I don't think they will give up on you easily, right?"

"What's the meaning?"

The Spirit Master did not answer this time, and his figure slowly disappeared from the spot.

At this time, the masked man standing aside took a step forward, reached out and grabbed his neck.

It was not his character to surrender. He was about to resist, but the familiar tiredness came over him.

He just raised his fists, but his body was already weak and hanging down.

…

When Feng Qi woke up again, he found that he was locked in a cage made of special metal.

It was almost dark all around, with only a small hole above the head that could let light through.

He tried to break the cage, but even if he triggered the demonic dragon's power he couldn't break the metal wall.

In the next few days, Feng Qi was placed in solitary confinement.

The Psychic Tribe didn't kill him because they obviously wanted to catch a big fish, but he didn't know exactly what the Psychic Tribe wanted to do.

In the next few days, Feng Qi understood the intention of the psionic tribe.

That day, the prison door was opened, and he was taken to the experimental platform outside the prison by the masked man.

He once again met a member of the psionic tribe known as the Spirit Master.

Next, his body was restrained on the experimental table, and the Spirit Master began to transform his body.

The process was painless and he soon fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up again, he found that his body was covered with bandages, even his head.

After a day of rest, the spiritual master took off the bandage for him.

At this time, Feng Qi discovered that his face had changed, and many of his features had also changed.

The next words of the Spirit Master made him understand their plan.

"From today on, you are sealed as a human traitor... By the way, you will be publicly executed at the Old City execution ground in one month."

The psionic tribe's plan was to change his identity and publicly execute him as a traitor to humanity.

He didn't choose to use his original identity because he was obviously worried about having too much impact.

Although the Old City is already under the control of the Psychic Clan, his identity is too special. If the Psychic Clan resolutely executes him in the Old City, he will be under tremendous pressure from public opinion.

This pressure may even come from the residents of Old City.

After all, his current status is the founder of the new era of cultivation. When the time comes, the Joint Military Department, the Joint Research Institute, and various forces in other cities will come out to oppose it, and even propose a re-investigation.

His identity is too sensitive.

Even the psionic tribe did not dare to execute people rashly.

If you want to use his identity to attract the forces behind the scenes, the best way is to change his identity, but let the forces behind him understand that he has changed his identity and is "Fengqi".

From the perspective of the Psychic Tribe, he is the core of the future plans of the forces behind him.

Once the public execution plan is carried out, the forces behind him have only two options.

1. In order to prevent the faith collection plan from being destroyed, he took the risk of jumping out to rescue Feng Qi, and then exposed his identity.

2. Give up sealing chess and let go of the future layout of collecting faith.

This move is undoubtedly a conspiracy.

Both options seemed like a sure win for the psionic tribe.

…

Just as Feng Qi expected.

After the body transformation was completed, reports were widely publicized in the old city.

A human traitor named "Feng Qi" who was loyal to the domain forces was captured in the Old City. He was caught after sneaking into the Old Research Institute.

Outside public opinion was in an uproar.

Feng Qi was also escorted to the Old City execution ground in advance, where he would be sentenced a month later.

During this period, he was sent to the execution stand every day and suffered the wrath of the people.

Feng Qi understood in his heart that this step was obviously to better convey the news of his imprisonment to the Lord of Mist.

And the people who come to throw stones every day obviously don't think about it.

This guy, who is tied up on the execution platform with full-body restraints, will be the future star of mankind in their hearts, "Feng Qi".

Even if there is only one word difference in the names.

Time passes day by day, and there are only ten days left before the execution day.

Looking at the masked man standing next to him, wrapped in metal armor, Feng Qi licked his chapped lips.

The conspiracy of the psychic clan is very powerful.

But they missed one thing. In the Lord of Mist's future plan, faith collection is just incidental.

Even if the Mist Lord in Star City loses him, he can still sit back and relax.

The "Flesh Sacrifice" plan will still be successfully promoted, and he will still be able to stand in the future 1500 years later and harvest all living beings.

Therefore, his death meant no loss to the Lord of Mist.

Collecting the power of faith was just a side plan devised by the Lord of Mist to support him.

He knew that the Lord of the Mists valued affection.

After so many years of getting along, the Lord of Mist has already regarded him as a relative.

But he had seen the cruel side of the Mist Lord, and his extreme calmness when weighing the pros and cons.

The Lord of the Mist at this stage is far from being as powerful as the Psychic Race imagined. Coming to the rescue rashly at this time is equivalent to running into a trap, and there will be no return.

Therefore, this plan of the Psychic Tribe had already failed at the beginning.

The core of the Lord of Mist's future layout has never been him, but himself.

What's more, the Lord of the Mist still carries the future expectations of countless tribesmen who died in battle.

He believed that the Lord of the Mist would take revenge on him, but based on his understanding of the Lord of the Mist, it was absolutely impossible for him to come to the rescue.

If he acted on his own initiative, he would not be able to stand 1500 years later and become the overlord of one party.

"It's been 21 days and you haven't come yet. If you die, won't your faith plan completely fail?" The masked man standing next to him suddenly asked.

"Unfortunately, it seems that I have been abandoned... By the way, please give me some water. I have been exposed to the sun for a day." Feng Qi said in a relaxed tone.

"You are the core of the plan. I don't believe that the forces behind you didn't react at all." The masked man continued, picking up the kettle on the table and throwing it at Feng Qi.

He caught the kettle with his mouth, raised his head and drank several large gulps.

After throwing the kettle back to the masked man, he looked at the masked man and asked curiously:

"Your ancestors had demigods, and it stands to reason that their bloodline strength is much higher than that of the psionic tribe. Why should you obey the orders of the psionic tribe?"

"That was only in the past. The glory of our clan has long fallen due to the mutual competition between various forces. Now the Psychic Clan is willing to generously support our clan. I just made the right choice for the future of the clan."

"There may be a conspiracy behind this support."

The masked man heard this and said calmly:

"This is a gamble. The winner takes all. I have now staked the fate of my entire family."

"I'm almost dead. Tell me about the future layout of your Dark God Clan."

"You're almost dead, so there's no need to know so much."

No useful information could be found, so Feng Qi stopped asking further.

Looking up at the blue sky, he knew that this sacrifice line would most likely fail.

But at least he doesn't know anything about the future line.

He passed the general information to the Scarlet Research Institute through Weiwei, including some details in this timeline.

It's just that 1500 years later, he can no longer obtain information on this timeline by reading brain memories, and will miss many details.

For example, information related to the Dark God Cult.

He only learned this information after he was arrested, and obviously could not convey it to the other person.

The experience of multiple timelines made him take death very lightly.

Looking at the excited people who were blocked outside the execution platform, he looked calm and had no fluctuations in his heart.

He did not hate the people who threw stones at him.

The starting point of people's anger comes from their love for the world and their longing for a better future.

They are just blinded.

The Lord of the Mists once analyzed the structure of human society with him.

During this period, he said something, and Feng Qi was deeply impressed by it.

He said that he could easily control the people of Star City by understanding their underlying motivations.

Fear, hypocrisy, or a sense of justice and mission, these are all points that can be manipulated.

For example, if you want to control those righteous warriors to fight for them, you only need to set up an imaginary enemy for them, and they will become the butcher knife in his hands without hesitation for the sake of justice in their hearts.

Having experienced multiple timelines, he deeply recognized how correct the Lord of the Mist's words were.

The troops below are plotted, and the heart is plotted above.

This is also the terrifying thing about the Lord of Mist, he can see many things very clearly.

So he was sure that the Lord of Mist would not come.

Because the Lord of the Mist sees things more clearly than anyone else, he must understand the consequences of coming to rescue.

He even imagined that the Lord of the Mist was secretly vowing to avenge him at this time.

It was getting dark and he was lowered from the restraint rack.

The masked man grabbed him and walked to the cage behind the execution site.

Tomorrow he will continue to be hung on the execution ground and accept the anger of the people. The psychic clan is obviously still looking forward to the reveal of the forces behind the scenes.

…

Nine days later.

Execution day arrives.

It was a cloudless day and the sun was shining brightly.

Feng Qi was escorted to the execution ground early in the morning. At this time, his clothes were changed into prison uniforms.

The miracle bracelet on his right wrist was also confiscated by the masked man and now it was worn on him.

But apparently the masked man didn't know that the Miracle Bracelet was a miraculous item.

I just think this item is special.

The Lord of the Mist was able to detect that the Miracle Bracelet was a miraculous item, and it was also because the humanoid leader of the Black Ultimate Field used the Miracle Bracelet to release powerful abilities.

Under normal circumstances, the Miracle Bracelet looks more like a decoration made of energy crystals.

After arriving at the execution ground, he was pushed down by the masked man and knelt down in the center of the execution ground.

At this time, there were a large number of forces that had been ambushed in advance in the execution ground. The Psychic Tribe even invited forces from the Old City Military to watch the execution.

The dragnet has been laid out, just waiting for the prey to take the bait.

Looking around, a sneer appeared on Feng Qi's face.

The plan was perfect, but it was a pity that the Lord of Mist could never come.

As time went by, more and more residents of the Old City came to watch outside the execution ground.

As the execution time approached, Feng Qi was pushed down in front of the guillotine by the masked man.

The clock hanging above the execution ground beat like a countdown to his life.

The pointer moves forward, and his life moves backward.

The heavily armed masked man standing behind him raised his guillotine.

As death approaches, Feng Qi feels at peace.

If you think about it carefully, he has experienced various ways of death in multiple timelines.

Especially the execution ground.

The electric chair, beheading, and now a guillotine.

Looking at the angry-looking people, he suddenly felt a little comfort in his heart.

This line of mine will eventually come to an end...

At this moment, thunder suddenly came from the sky, and dark clouds covered the scorching sun.

The strong wind blew against his face, and he looked up at the sky.

I saw dark clouds gathering in the sky, and a huge gray fog figure emerged from it.

At this moment, the huge palm of gray mist slammed towards the execution ground.

Seeing this scene, Feng Qi couldn't help being stunned.

The masked man also raised his hand and patted the sky.

boom!

The fog hand collided with the green flames waved by the masked man, swallowing up the flames in the blink of an eye.

The gray mist continued to sink, hitting the execution platform and spreading around.

When the gray fog dissipated, the figure of the Lord of Mist emerged from it.

He looked at Feng Qi, who was restrained in front of the guillotine, with a ferocious smile on his face:

"I'm late. While there is still time, I have chosen to practice in seclusion for the past month to increase my strength as much as possible... Now, I will take you home."

"Why are you here!" Feng Qi said in disbelief.

"I lost all my relatives in the past, and I deeply regret this. Now you are my only relative."

"Neuropathy!"

"Hahaha, I said there will be a place for you when we climb to the top in the future. This is my promise to you. Our journey has just begun and we will never fall here."

Looking at the figures gathering around him, the Lord of the Mist transformed into the mist again.

The fog spread violently, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a hundred-meter-tall fog giant, looking down at all living beings.

"Come and fight!"

I'm back!