on the ground,

Satellite communication organizations of various countries, as well as various celestial observation points such as Griffith Observatory and Lowell Observatory, all discovered the dust-covered moon at the first time, and it is slowly becoming clearer.

"Oh my god, what happened?"

"Go and report to the White House."

"Is this still the moon?"

Everyone couldn't accept the moon that reappeared in front of them.

Because although the original moon was round and bright when viewed with the naked eye from Earth, its surface was actually covered with various potholes.

But the moon that appeared in front of them at this time was actually completely round.

The ravines were filled in, the hills were erased, and everything fell silent.

In a certain Eastern country, an old man stopped turning his left hand after seeing the image below.

He looked at the shiny Wenwan walnuts in his hand, and an idea came to his mind:

"Which great god is this that treats the moon as a toy?"

NASA Television released relevant reports in the District of Columbia, Washington, USA:

"According to expert speculation, the changes on the moon's surface are caused by the movement of the lunar crust caused by the impact of micrometeorites. This is a normal activity of the moon. Please don't panic!"

The only thing that is not calm is the various sealing places.

These people almost immediately checked the various security facilities in their sealed areas to confirm that no evil god was born.

on the moon,

Wu Heng took his hand away from the statue. Without the blessing of these idiot souls, this statue transformed from the 'creator's mind' has lost its flexible protective ability.

He can invade it again if he wants to.

Traces of Wu Heng have been left in its space, and it is no longer as white and clean as before.

As time passed, the moon's orbit around the earth deviated, and the temperature dropped rapidly.

The blackened souls who escaped with Martin could no longer bear it. They were equivalent to the level of curse disciples. What helped Wu Heng was the fear and hatred they had for space.

At this time, these souls are still standing here, not daring to make any movement.

Because Wu Heng still stayed where he was.

He was thinking about three sentences spoken by the Creator and their origins.

First of all, there is no doubt that

The Creator is definitely one of the stronger beings in the Hell Level, although his size looks exaggerated.

But if Wu Heng expands his body infinitely and energizes it, even he himself doesn't know how big it will be, especially with the blessing of the domain.

But at least it's bigger than Earth.

Because when Nailhead acquired the 'skill' and reached the pseudo-hell level, he was able to energize himself and become almost as big as the earth.

It's just that this kind of enlargement has no meaning. The ability is extremely diffuse, has no cohesion, and lacks power.

But this creator seems completely different from the Lord of Hell in the world of Ghost Hunters.

The two most typical points:

First, it has no domain; second, its body has no amplification of energy virtualization!

It is equivalent to saying that its body is its weapon and its attack range.

Its huge size and special space material structure also make it no longer need other special means.

"Size. Material realm!" Wu Heng muttered with a frown.

"My lord, do you have any worries?"

At this time, Martin saw the changes in the souls behind him. If the stalemate continued, the souls of those who followed him would probably be shattered.

So he bravely asked Wu Heng.

Wu Heng was interrupted by the voice and looked at Martin with a look on his face. The memory of the 'creator' was also injected into his mind.

"What do you think, about the body of this creator?"

Martin was injected with a black light into his mind. He froze for a moment, and then his whole body began to tremble.

He is very angry!

"God is dead! God is dead!" Martin blurted out.

Then he woke up immediately and suppressed his anger that he was a 'purification system' and just a piece of someone else's liver.

Recalling Wu Heng's question, he thought about it for a moment and said, "My lord, do you want to use the body of the creator?"

Wu Heng nodded: "That's right!"

"According to this intelligence analysis, it seems to be mentioned above that 'it' separated its four powers when it was silent and hid it somewhere."

"If you want to control its body, that is, this space, you may have to make decisions based on those four powers." Martin said word by word.

This is an analysis based on his understanding, but at the same time, he also hopes in his heart that this 'lord' can really control this space.

At least for now, it seems that the Great Lord does not need to borrow ‘other people’s brains’ to think and ‘other people’s souls’ to perceive!

"What you said is very good!"

Wu Heng agreed with this idea, looked in the direction of Martin, and saw the trembling souls behind him.

A burst of red waves spread out from his body and swept across the positions of these soul bodies.

Their souls began to solidify, and flesh and bones were derived. The blood and bones continued to assemble, and soon they all turned into a group of physical blood curse disciples.

The cold wind no longer passes through their souls, allowing them to stay where they are.

"You guys should go to another place to stay first!" Wu Heng finished his words and the Nightmare Power Domain expanded.

Everyone, including Martin, was trapped in a dream realm.

Wu Heng turned and left the moon.

He did not take the statue with him, because the statue seemed to be connected to the entire space. If it was forcibly moved, it would be like using a golden hoop to pound the sea.

It would stir up the area including the earth like a pot of porridge!

At that time, I am afraid that all life will be extinct.

And the return of the souls of these creatures is likely to cause the evil god to lift the seal, or the creator's main consciousness to awaken.

In either case, which consciousness dominates the creator's body means that this space will come alive.

He must go to war with this space in the universe.

This is not what Wu Heng wants.

So he returned to the earth alone and reached the wild forest in Portland, Oregon, USA again.

He looked at the date: October 15, 0:40.

Wu Heng moved his mind, and a black ripple covered the deep forest for a hundred meters. The ripple disappeared in an instant, and thousands of strange-looking humans appeared on the spot.

Martin was the leader.

He was even more like a smoker than a smoker at this moment, as if he was skin and bones, but none of the thousands of blood cursers behind him dared to despise him.

They looked at Martin with gratitude and respect.

Because it was Martin who saved them and made them gain individual freedom and no longer be part of others.

This is something that an intelligent creature cannot tolerate.

"You can arrange it yourself." (End of this chapter)

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