I'm doing whatever I want in the time-stop world

Steps of the Sky, Step 1.

The race war between the human race and the Moon Spirit Clan, which concerns the survival of the human race and the Moon Spirit Clan, is in full swing.

Almost as soon as Qin Chuan ascended to the third step of the Sky Step and started the race war, the human race, which had been prepared for a long time, launched a surprise attack on the Moon Spirit Clan.

The Moon Spirit Clan also reacted very quickly. Although they suffered some minor losses, they quickly cheered up and launched a counterattack.

The two races had more than 300 strong men in the first realm of the mythical step, and the battle was the most intense.

However, several strong men in the first realm of the mythical step of the human race did not rush to the core of the battle between the two races in the first time.

They received Qin Chuan's instructions before ascending to the third step, and there were other tasks to perform.

"Is this here?"

Several people came to a cliff, and it was pitch black under their feet, and the darkness was so dark that they could not see their hands in front of them.

One of them looked at the leader, asking with a bit of respect in his eyes.

It is said that this leader had a good relationship with the human leader Luo when he was still very weak. This special task was assigned to him, which was also related to this.

"Yes, it's here." Xiaopang looked down at the darkness below and couldn't help frowning, but when he thought of the task Qin Chuan gave him, he had more courage in his heart and straightened his chest.

"Brothers, follow me and enter the Semia Abyss!"

After the voice fell, Xiaopang jumped down first.

Seeing this, several other human myths also jumped down without hesitation. Everyone quickly got back on the ground and saw the list of criminals not far away.

"Our target is on the 39th floor, right?" One of the human myths said, "According to the requirements of the human ancestor, we need to release the criminal on the 39th floor."

"That's right." Xiaopang nodded, and then his expression was a little weird, "But the title of human ancestor needs to be changed."

Several myths looked at each other.

"Other tribes are called ancestors." Another myth spoke cautiously.

"We won't follow the trend." Thinking of Feng Yin and others' address to Luo, Xiao Pang laughed, "Call him the Human King!"

"The Human King..." Everyone looked at each other and felt that this address seemed more appropriate.

"Come with me to meet the criminal imprisoned at the bottom of the abyss." Xiao Pang took a deep breath, "The Human King told me that during the previous dungeon stage, he accepted a favor from the other party and promised the other party one thing. Now it's time to fulfill his promise."

"And if nothing unexpected happens, the other party's strength is at the same level as Senior Bai Xi."

The other people heard this and their expressions became more cautious.

Senior Bai Xi's strength can be said to be invincible in the first realm of the mythical stage. If the existence of the ninth level of the abyss also has such strength, they need to weigh their attitude towards the other party.

The progress of several mythical strongmen did not encounter any decent obstacles. After all, their strength is here. Not long after, they have come all the way to the 39th level of the abyss.

This place seems to be a brand new world, and a huge throne stands alone in the center of the world.

With one hand on his chin, the figure sitting on the throne calmly glanced at the people who appeared in front of him, with a strange look in his eyes.

"You, are you sent by Luo?"

"Yes." Xiaopang took a deep breath, facing the terrible pressure naturally revealed by the other party, and stepped forward step by step, "The Human King fulfilled the promise he made to the senior that day, and today the senior regained his freedom."

"What a cunning guy..." The breath of the figure suddenly became terrifying, and the whole world roared and trembled continuously.

His eyes became a little sharper, looking at the few people who could hardly stand up under his pressure.

"Do you know which race I come from?"

"Moon Spirit." Xiaopang spoke in a deep voice, raised his head with difficulty, and looked at the figure on the throne.

The other party was completely different from the ordinary Moon Spirit clan. The skin color was not the moon blue of the ordinary Moon Spirit, but the heart-pounding blood red.

Under the blood-red skin, the blood vessels were like magma, flashing with flickering blood light, making it look extremely terrifying.

The pressure suddenly stopped.

The voice on the throne was silent for a moment, and then he spoke faintly, "Knowing that I am Yue Ling, you dare to release me at this moment?"

"The Human King said that you may not be our enemy." Xiao Pang said in a deep voice, "I don't understand these, I just do what he asked me to do."

"You are a loyal minister." The man on the throne slowly stood up, "In that case, send me out."

"I want to see what the Yue Ling clan has become under the leadership of Poincaré."

Hearing this, Xiao Pang looked at the other party with unexpected eyes.

Poincaré...

Isn't that the name of the ancestor of Yue Ling?

Who is this guy?

As if sensing Xiao Pang's doubts, the man spoke lightly.

"Poincaré is my most trusted minister."

[The ancestor of Yue Ling, Poincaré, fell]

Looking at the words that suddenly appeared in front of him, the man was stunned, and then he sneered, not knowing whether it was a sigh or an angry laugh.

"After scheming for tens of thousands of years, there is no good ending."

The human race present looked at each other, their eyes full of surprise and surprise.

Not long ago, the news of the death of nine ancestors had appeared. Although it was unknown what the ancestors of the illusion disciples, the blood demons and the nests were, they were all dead, which meant that the human king had achieved great results in the third stage.

And now, the Moon Spirit Ancestor is also dead.

Does this mean that they have won? !

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The Sky Stage, the third stage.

Seeing the Moon Spirit Ancestor transformed into a huge, indescribable mass of flesh, with countless tentacles, hands, feet, eyes and mouths irregularly emerging from various parts of the flesh, bulging flesh and blood, and covered with bristles, Qin Chuan and Lin Yue were sweating at the same time.

Everything happened very suddenly.

The Moon Spirit Ancestor, who had originally transformed very smoothly, began to transform in an unknown and terrifying direction at the moment when the third talent of the prayer took effect.

He was undergoing a deformation that was difficult to describe in words, and he only had time to let out a wail before he became what he was in front of him.

Although this mass of flesh was still wriggling and showing signs of life, the hint of the Moon Spirit Ancestor's death clearly told the two of them.

The Moon Spirit Ancestor Poincaré fell just like that.

"What a scary guy." Lin Yue said with lingering fear, "I don't know how strong he will be if he really succeeds in transformation."

"Yeah." Qin Chuan took Lin Yue's hand and couldn't help but look at her twice more.

Compared with before, Lin Yue, who has broken through the third realm, has a special temperament that the human race does not have. The whole person is like a banished immortal, and there is a beautiful light pattern mark on his forehead.

There is only one third-level seat for the human race.

Lin Yue was able to ascend to the third level by borrowing the seat of the immortal race.

Although it is unknown why the third-level seat of the last ten thousand years can be retained until now, the other three races can borrow the seat, and the immortal race can naturally do so.

The human race is the successor of the immortal race, and there are many traces of the immortal race in its power, and Lin Yue is even more special.

The golden talents of different races are similar in type, but the specific effects are different. Any golden talent can be found in the golden talents of other races.

However, the luck-type talent of praying for life is not only unique in strength among the nine golden talents, but also cannot be found in other races.

As time went by, Qin Chuan had already felt the specialness of the talent of praying for life.

After a speculation exchange with Feng Yin, combined with Lin Yue's own feelings, they had a guess.

Praying for life is the embodiment of the luck of the immortals.

The concept of luck is real, which can be known from the countless amazing performances of praying for life before.

Each race has its own luck. Under the leadership of the Immortal Lord of Samsara, the immortals performed the secret art of reincarnation. It is very likely that not only the heads of the managers will be left behind, but also the luck of the immortals in the race war.

These lucks eventually exist in the form of a brand new golden talent, praying for life.

According to this guess, Lin Yue is the most likely person to borrow the seat of the immortals and ascend to the third level of the Sky Step.

And her successful ascension also proved the correctness of this guess.

"Lucky transfer can bring such a big impact, which is beyond my expectation." Looking at the still squirming flesh and blood, Qin Chuan couldn't help but sigh.

This is a powerful enemy that he can't stop even with the power of time stop.

"I can understand." Lin Yue smiled and pointed at Qin Chuan, "Look at the luck gathered in you."

After Lin Yue's reminder, Qin Chuan found that he was surging with a light of luck that was almost tangible. This level of luck was far from comparable even when Lin Yue used her second talent to strengthen her own luck and then transferred it to Qin Chuan.

It was the first time that Qin Chuan saw such a terrible power of luck.

In just a moment, he seemed to understand something.

"It's the luck of the other nine races!"

"That's right." Lin Yue nodded, "The other nine races have all perished in the Sky Stage, and the nine ancestors who replaced them and entered the third stage automatically obtained all the luck of the corresponding races."

"But they are also the Moon Spirit Clan."

"So after they fell, this luck power was transferred to the Moon Spirit Ancestor in a special way."

"It is such a huge luck that allows the Moon Spirit Ancestor to complete this difficult racial integration."

Qin Chuan's eyes showed a look of realization.

Therefore, once the luck was taken away, the fusion of the ancestor of the Moon Spirit collapsed instantly, and he himself died on the spot under the backlash of the fusion.

This is really... one thing defeats another.

"Pa~pa~pa~"

A round of applause echoed in the empty third level.

Qin Chuan and Lin Yue changed color instantly.

Because the applause was not from them.

"It's over there!" Lin Yue exclaimed, her pretty face pale, pointing in a certain direction.

That was a corner of the indescribable flesh and blood in front of her.

A pair of delicate hands grew out of the flesh and blood, and while clapping, the speed of the flesh and blood twisting suddenly accelerated.

It was shrinking rapidly, and the body, head and limbs connected by the hands also emerged at a very fast speed.

In the end, all the indescribable flesh and blood disappeared, replaced by a man who was perfect in both figure and face.

"What a wonderful performance."

The corner of the man's mouth showed a weird smile, turned his head to look at Qin Chuan, and his eyes flashed with undisguised greed.

"We meet again."

"Luo."

"It's you?!" Qin Chuan's expression changed dramatically.

From the strange aura surging around the other party, he instantly recognized the other party's identity.

Ominous!

During the dungeon stage, the other party had used his power to interfere with the operation of the dungeon many times, and even appeared in person in the SSS-level dungeon.

But after the human race truly ascended the Sky Steps, Wuxiang seemed to have completely disappeared, without any trace.

"Are you in the same group as the ancestor of the Moon Spirit?" Qin Chuan quickly reacted, "What on earth are you?"

"The word thing is too rude." Wuxiang chuckled and grinned at Qin Chuan, "I used to have no entity, only the existence of consciousness, and could only show my figure in the background."

"But now, I have undergone a transformation."

"This is thanks to Poincaré." Wuxiang stroked his body with relief, "The perfect race formed by the fusion of ten races is enough to carry my power. This is the most suitable container for me."

"Didn't his fusion fail?" Lin Yue said in a deep voice.

"It did fail." Wuxiang murmured softly, "but I took the last step for him."

"It can be regarded as fulfilling his last wish."

"Although... even if he really succeeds, I will immediately take over his body, hahahaha~"

The unbridled laughter echoed in the third level of the Sky Stage, and at the same time, a terrifying and boundless powerful force surged around Wuxiang.

It was a terrifying force that was enough to crush the third level.

Qin Chuan's eyes fell on the other party's naked body, and then his pupils shrank violently.

On the other party's torso, right hand and feet, he saw a series of magnificent and mysterious golden lines.

Such lines seemed familiar.

"Have you noticed?" Wuxiang smiled. "Before, Poincaré told you that he controls the torso of the administrator, and the corresponding authority is to log out from the backstage."

"That's right, but not entirely."

"Because I lent him the authority to log out from the backstage."

"The authority of the administrator is not something that ordinary players are qualified to have, even if they get the corresponding body of the administrator." He looked at Qin Chuan, with a strange smile in his eyes.

"If you don't have the authority to log in from the backstage, the corresponding authority to delete from the administrator's left hand is not something you can control."

Qin Chuan was silent.

Just as Wuxiang said, if he didn't have the authority to log in from the backstage, he would be wiped out of all traces the moment he touched the administrator's left hand.

And at this moment, the opponent in front of him has all the authority except the administrator's head and left hand.

Only the backstage logout authority that Qin Chuan currently knows completely restrains the backstage login that he has always relied on.

This is a terrible opponent.

"You are not a player, not an administrator, and not a god." Qin Chuan stared at the other party and spoke in a deep voice.

"What are you?"

"Me?" He sneered ominously, "The Sky Steps is a game created by God, just like a fixed program."

"God is not omnipotent. Even the program He created has corresponding loopholes. In order to improve and repair the loopholes in time, He created managers to monitor the Sky Steps at any time."

"I am the loophole of the Sky Steps!"

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The finale of the next chapter will be released at midnight.