My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

Fu Qingjun was silent for a moment.

At this time, he looked at this room that had lived in reincarnation for seventeen years from another hazy perspective.

The desk, computer, decorations, and bed all had a strange sense of novelty at this moment.

I should have been extremely familiar with everything here.

Perhaps it is also because it has become a doomsday ruin, shrouded in mist, full of mystery and grotesque...plus, it is raised here by myself with countless densely packed upright black-shelled humanoid creatures, or a...

Angel's prosperous dynasty!

A large group of humanoid slender armored creatures with snow-white duck wings walked on their own desks. Metal spears and steel swords were inserted in front of the palace, and a huge and exquisite angel palace was built to rule the common people on the ground!

Ants are without a doubt one of the most capable nest-building creatures.

On the ground, there are many buildings, magnificent and magnificent. Many buildings are magnificent and majestic, such as the mage's tower, and there are great sages who study equipment and medicine.

Countless beings are walking, and there are not a few angels wearing exquisite metal armor and holding big swords.

In the center of the entire room, there is a huge bustling square, in which stands a tall and majestic statue of the Empress, with a solemn and sacred momentum, holding a spear pointing to the sky.

"Woo woo woo..."

"This is an invincible female emperor who has been running all her life, suppressing the major undead disaster areas and killing undead beasts..."

Countless people knelt on the ground in mourning.

There were actually some angels dressed like priests, with compassionate faces, spreading the faith, standing in front of them, praying with the common people, and sending His Highness away respectfully.

It can be seen how high the status of this empress who has fought all her life is in the hearts of the people.

"It's so beautiful, the bright ant kingdom is like a mythical world in Western Fantasy."

All these prosperous royal cities have cast a sense of mystery in my eyes, like the vast and magnificent Western Fantasy epic dynasty!

"There is a clear division of labor, the sage profession in the tower who studies machinery and medicine, the angel army responsible for killing and protecting public security, and the civilian mercenary guild, accepting various commissions and transactions..."

"This can be regarded as bringing the complete social occupational division of labor back here."

Perhaps the world is now, after generations of development, just starting to set sail.

You must know that the history of human civilization back then was also the accumulation of generations of martyrs. The Stone Age, the Bronze Age... only had their later heydays.

He lowered his head again, looked at Qin Hong's old withered corpse lying quietly on the computer desk, and said in his heart: "Well done, although it is not amazing, but it is already at the limit of ability."

This is a fair assessment.

It was indeed the limit of what she could do.

After all, she is just an ordinary person, and her talent is not amazing.

It is far from Jiaxia's earth-shattering talent, and he cannot continue to develop new exercises such as the "Sacred Code of the Sun" and open up an era.

She also knew that she was incapable of developing racial exercises like the "Angel Canon". Instead of staying useless, it was better to directly resist the disaster at this moment and let the real geniuses buy time to rise.

At this moment, Liana, the archangel next to her, stared in front of her dumbfoundedly, as if seeing a ghost, "Are you... a god? Are you here to take His Majesty to the land of death?"

She saw His Majesty's expression of relief and happiness at the last moment, and the incomparably bright smile was all because of the existence of this statue in front of her.

And he, like His Majesty...

There is a hair on the top of the head, pointing to the sky.

"God? Maybe you can call it that, but most of the so-called gods in the world are just powerful creatures. They were deified by the world, and they became myths and gods after a distant era."

Fu Qingjun turned around and smiled.

He looked at this ant-sized man with a vaguely Qin Hong face,

A beautiful angel woman with black armor and white wings... There is always something strange in my heart,

After a week of iterative updating of civilization, perfect humanoid creatures finally appeared. At the same time, with the addition of human and duck genes, their eyesight... began to improve.

Fu Qingjun remained the same, looked at Liana and said: "Just like your king, he is also called great, invincible, and various titles, and has already been deified... Maybe in your eyes, he is the god of your race."

Liana was stunned.

This definition of god vaguely shattered something in her heart.

Fu Qingjun said: "This time, I will take your king back. She is not a life of this world or this era... She will return to her hometown of eternal suffering."

Hometown of Eternal Sea of ​​Suffering?

Liana was shocked, it should be the Nibiru that the king mentioned.

She recalled the expression of His Highness just now, and suddenly felt some unimaginable longing in her heart. If we die, we can also go to Nibiru, return to the eternal hometown of life, the mysterious place of God, how good it would be?

It's a pity, how can a mortal like myself go to Nibiru when he dies, and meet His Highness again...

Fu Qingjun seemed to have seen her expression, with a gentle expression, he continued: "That is a home, and it is also the origin of your life. It is difficult to describe the scene in it, but if you die, you can follow along with me. Return to the passage over there, be buried in it, and enter a long sleep."

"We can too?"

Liana's eyes were full of shock, and her breathing became heavy.

This is the treatment only given by God... His Majesty.

"The world is equal. The so-called gods, demons, and even mortals... as long as they have wisdom and thought, they will not reject any life." Fu Qingjun smiled.

With a wave of his hand, a passage gradually appeared,

"Every century, the world leading to the distant death will open, where the ancient and eternal tombs of gods and demons will be buried, and you can also enter it to sleep forever!"

Fu Qingjun smiled and strode away along the passage.

A final voice came from behind:

"However, living as long as possible to eternity, refusing to age, resisting death, and getting rid of the sea of ​​suffering is the right way in the world."

Out of the sea of ​​suffering?

Liana stood there blankly, immersed in the shock, and it took her a long time to recover.

She never thought that this unknown mysterious stalwart being so merciful and gentle would allow them to be treated the same as His Majesty after death.

At the same time, he does not want the world to enter the sea of ​​suffering and sleep forever, but hopes to live forever...

She smiled, "Nibiru, the world of gods, the mysterious ruins in the mist, the evil and terrifying beasts, the special mechanical structure of this land... It's so fascinating, it's too late to be sad, I can't help digging the truth!"

Because the haze of His Majesty's death has been swept away, there is no time to grieve.

She walked out of the palace slowly, looked at the sad ministers and soldiers around her, looked up again, looked at the sunshine from the sky, shining on her resolute face, and said with a smile: "We have survived the darkest time, The dawn has come, and during this long period of time, I will try to lead the entire Angel Dynasty to live to a more distant eternity!"

"Let's ascend the throne."

She led the people, in the golden morning light of dawn, slowly facing the long white and golden carpet removed from the food packaging, towards a magnificent white palace.

clatter——

In the sky, there are many beautiful and holy angels with white feathers, wearing a woven garland on their heads, flying on both sides with wooden bottles in their hands, using wooden branches to shake off fine water droplets, and they fall one after another, like a rain curtain in the mist, washing away sins,

Squeak.

The thick and delicately carved wooden door slowly opened.

In the center of the temple is a grand statue of an angel, holding a spear, with majestic eyes, overlooking the common people on the ground.

Click!

Stepping into the palace, Liana was wearing white metal heavy armor, and the huge white wings behind her were completely stretched out. She knelt down in front of the statue and recited loudly:

"Dawn is approaching, and I will rule the world now until I die."