I Made the Myth Template

In anger and despair, she erupted with unprecedented power.

She couldn't see her body clearly, as if she had turned into a huge black sun. The monstrous flames swept across the small half of the continent, and millions of forbidden zone creatures were reduced to ashes under the flames. Su Heng had once seen the power of that kind of flame, but if it was stained a little, it would continue to burn until the bones of the teeth turned into ashes.

And now, the Black Phoenix appeared above Jordan City after crossing the entire continent in a short period of time.

The ancient city was built on thousands of meters of magnificent mountain peaks.

The lower half of the mountain is a large number of factories and crowded and dilapidated iron houses. The corrosive industrial acid mist permeates every corner of the lower city. Countless sluggish homeless people are sitting in the mud ditch in front of the door. It seems that he has lost the ability to think, and he just keeps drawing the **** emblem on his chest with his hands, and muttering prayers in his mouth.

Wearing a black special operations uniform, wearing a holographic helmet and holding an explosion-proof shield, the Templar walked through the crowded streets. The numb pedestrians on both sides seemed to see angels, kneeling on the ground and throwing the most valuable things on him. out and placed at the feet of these templars.

However, the appearance of these guys is not to maintain order, but to ruthlessly take young babies from their parents. These babies will be transformed into soldiers who only know **** and execute orders after part of their prefrontal lobes are removed. , or a tool for the upper-class nobles to have fun.

In the upper floors of Jordan City, the situation is quite the opposite.

It is surrounded by a huge white tile high wall, standing above the clouds. The exquisitely decorated palaces are more ornate than the residences of ancient emperors, dotted in the gardens of the city, young noble ladies and tall knights are whispering. Everything looks romantic and beautiful, like a fairyland on earth.

The upper world and the lower world are divided by tall white walls, and people living here cannot see the slightest pain of mortals.

The top of the mountain was immersed in the clouds, and on the uppermost platform, a huge temple was built with gold and white marble. White clouds and soft light shrouded this magnificent temple, and the rays of light flowed on the huge outer walls and tile roofs of the temple, shining brilliantly. In the center of the temple, on the highest point of the mountain, there are wings growing on the back, and the statue of the **** with well-proportioned muscles stands in it.

The statue is 300 meters high, and when the magnificent wings on the back are spread, the distance between the two ends exceeds a kilometer. Every feather was lifelike, swaying gently in the gentle wind, and the sacred light flowed from the statue, and then turned into a torrent, covering the entire city of Jordan.

Whether it is the clergy and nobles of the upper world, or the poor and slaves of the lower world, they are all fantasizing about a beautiful life after the arrival of the gods. In the new world, there will be no sickness and death, and everyone will be with God. Life and abundant material, everyone's ideals can be realized under the brilliance of gods.

But at this moment, the warriors looked vigilantly towards Tianyu in the east.

Afterwards, they opened their mouths in astonishment, completely losing the ability to manage their expressions. A huge black sun replaced the blazing sun in the sky, approaching Jordan at an incredible speed, like a meteor falling from outside the domain, a destructive force dragged the storm that filled the sky, and after the storm was a flame dragon that penetrated the sky. roll.

Black Phoenix King's Landing.

Angry and ferocious, turning everything in front of her into ashes.

But in the city of Jordan, there was also light upstream, colliding with the black sun in the sky.

The battle process was blurry.

The speed of the sand table game has become slower and slower, sluggish and obscure.

A hoarse and distorted voice came from the sand table, and one after another thick cracks ran through the left and right, and a white light filled the hall.

After a long time.

The scene in the sand table recovered, and the continent of Terraria appeared in front of Jamia again.

The ancient and rotten city of Jordan with white walls and towers still stands there, and the statues of the gods are shining brightly. But the figure of the black phoenix disappeared.

The prayers of the people were like a landslide and a tsunami.

Everything in front of you is like what the oracle said, the evil beast will be penetrated by the spear thrown by the gods, and the devout people will be redeemed before the end of the day, and will be brought into the gods by the angels. country.

However... all of this is a lie.

Countless people's voices, countless people's images, gathered together at this moment.

The earth is riddled with holes, and the sea is dark.

A city full of rubble and dust.

A giant beast as large as a mountain fell in a pool of blood.

The red-skinned, fang-toothed demon wielded his blade, laughing wildly and slaughtering the cultists.

Boo!

All the sounds suddenly stopped, and the picture was still.

A vague sound like a bubble bursting came from the dome.

The idol standing on the top of the holy mountain suddenly melted, and countless scarlet viscous, blood-like liquids spewed out.

The brilliant divine light was dim and blurred and disappeared.

The world is scarlet.

The tentacles covered with barbs and bone spurs are like huge flowers of flesh and blood, slowly blooming from the sky.

Countless believers in the holy city raised their heads in horror.

The huge attraction came from the tentacles.

Mountains, ocean currents, forests... Countless substances are rising, twisted into lines of various colors, and immersed in the tentacles.

The world is crumbling, shattering.

The sky is full of chaotic brilliance, and some figures as huge as planets stand high above, casting eyes like gods.

The game is over.

The dark sand table turned into a stream of water again.

Pfft!

Camia heard a slight, crisp sound like the explosion of flesh and blood, coming from beside her.

The big snake bowed its head slightly, and not far away, the pale white eyes that protruded from Sea King Basalo had disappeared from its body, turning into two **** flesh holes.

"You don't look very good."

Camia came back to her senses from the scene she saw just now, and her tone revealed a little heaviness.

"You're right."

Basaro's voice was calm, and the terrifying wound seemed to appear on someone else's body: "As the price of peeping into the future, I lost my eyes permanently."

"Will those things really happen?"

"uncertain."

Sea King Basaro replied with a wry smile, the almost transparent tentacles floating gently in the ocean currents, "There are too many possibilities in the future, even gods can't make absolutely accurate predictions, what we just saw, It's just the most likely thing to happen out of all the prophecies."

"Is that so?"

Camia frowned, flicked her tail, and asked again.

"But, why didn't I appear in your prophecy?"

ask.

It's not because of Camia's pride, it's because Camia has grown to the point where she is today. He has enough confidence in his own strength.

Even if she stayed in the third life level, Kamia was one of the most tyrannical individuals in the entire Terraria world.

What's more, the most terrifying thing about template creatures is not the power they have now, but their future full of infinite possibilities and potential. It is not difficult to imagine that as more and more demons pour into the perception world, under the tempering of the continuous war, Kamia, willow, monitor lizard and even Adam, who is still sleeping, will all move at an astonishing speed. grow up.

There is no reason for these creatures like natural disasters and giant beasts to obliterate everyone.

"This matter is also very difficult for us to understand."

Basaro explained gently that although it looks terrifying at the moment, its voice is like an old teacher on the podium, not in a hurry or slow, so people can listen to it patiently.

"Perhaps you have noticed that the world we live in is not the original world, but an illusory world created with the real world as a template.

In the real world, Terraria has already experienced a cruel catastrophe. Some of the surviving humans fled into the desolate and dead universe, and the other part of the people hid in the perception world... The node of this incident is probably More than three hundred years ago, when the red moon first appeared. "

"I see."

Basaro's statement was basically consistent with Su Heng's previous guess.

It's just that Su Heng doesn't know as much about some of the secrets as Basarro.

"Who created this world, and what does it have to do with Hongyue?" Su Heng asked again, impatiently wanting to know more.

"Zhu Rong."

As Basarro promised before, it knows everything about these secrets, and it says everything.

"Zhu Rong is an ancient psionicist. Like us, he is an immortal. The world we perceive now is in a universe called 'warp space', which is a higher level than the physical universe. In the world, only extremely powerful evolutionaries can perceive the existence of the warp and exert influence on it."

"Even we don't know much about the 'warp space'.

However, what is certain is that demons and evil gods come from this dimension, and some evolutionaries with high life levels can also enter the subspace by projection. The red moon, the restricted area, the fog... These things are all the effects of the warp on the perception of the world. "

"Because the 'warp' is the territory of evil gods and demons, most of these effects are negative for survivors in the perception world."

"What about Zhu Rong, is he still alive?"

"died."

Basaro said regretfully:

"Creating a world in the warp, even for an evolutionary like her, is a huge burden. Not long after the birth of the perception world, Zhu Rong died because of the exhaustion of his spiritual energy."

"However, an evolutionary of that level. If you leave behind, it's actually very difficult to die completely."

Basaro added with a smile: "At the very least, the relationship between the black phoenix in Wangjing and Zhu Rong is probably not normal."

"Is there anything else to ask?"

Seeing Camia's long silence on the throne, an ugly smile appeared on Basaro's face, "What do you want to know, we can all tell you together."

"The fourth level of life evolution, what is that?"

Su Heng thought for a while and asked again.

"Forbidden zone level."

Basaro explained without hesitation, "The creature in the restricted area is the same as the literal meaning."

"Evolving to that level, it can no longer simply be regarded as a creature, but should be regarded as a restricted area. As for the fourth stage of growth, it can also be developed along this line of thinking."

"That's all we know, and more, we don't quite know."

"After all, even in the most glorious golden age of mankind, life forms at the level of the restricted area are extremely rare. However, I can feel that the distance between you and that step is not too far."

Speaking of this, Basaro's tone was also somewhat relieved.

It seems that after staying in this dim temple for too long, it is rare to meet a person to talk to.

Basaro talks a lot, and until now, he hasn't stopped.

It thought of those things that happened in the past, and said with emotion at this moment:

"In human society, there is an old saying that is widely circulated - people who are not my race will have different hearts.

This sentence, in the era before the golden age, is indeed not a big problem. "

"However, if you put the context in the background of the entire starry universe, this sentence is a big mistake."

"In this piece of land, there are things that we cherish the most and want to protect. This kind of thing~www.wuxiaspot.com~ We have lost it once more than 300 years ago, and now, we don't want to lose it again. Yes. This is true for us, and it is true for all intelligent creatures living in this world."

"We, you, and human beings, we are all children nurtured by Terraria. We have a common enemy, and none of us want the homeland that we have lived on for generations to be turned into ruins and become the cattle ranch of the evil god."

"For survival, for home."

"For these common goals, all of us have to take up arms and fight to the end. Either we can survive dignifiedly, or we can die here, and there will be an abyss, and we have nowhere to go...

This is why we invite you to discuss this time. "

Bassaro's sonorous and powerful words came from the temple.

unknowingly.

Camia has already left the golden throne. She came to the outside of the temple. Many powerful sea monsters gathered in the city. They were fierce and silent, and they were looking at her with determined eyes.

This is the real elite.

And from today onwards, these sea clans will fight for Kamiya.

"I agree to your conditions."

Camia took a deep breath.

Between the two pupils, there is a golden flame burning fiercely.

"I agree to cooperate with you. Those pirates who came from Velost will become the objects that we eliminated in our first cooperation. The greed and stupidity of the pirates can no longer be tolerated. From now on, the whole sea will have no place for them."