My universe in a bottle

Tang Xia was born as a god.

Every three hundred years, one reaches the divine realm. Now, at only nine hundred years old, he is already at the immortal level and can condense dark matter.

In the past, only geniuses on the technological side could achieve this speed, but they inherited mechas.

It can only be said that the current extraordinary era has reached a very mature level.

However, the first three unobservable levels are just the process of becoming 100% familiar with the rules of the universe. Now the 101% fourth level is the real starting point.

Even if Li Qing is willing, he can directly pinch the immortal-level existence, but it is very laborious to pinch the level too high, and it is not convenient for them to stabilize their realm.

"The dark matter weapon is ready and can be tested in distant places."

Tang Xia thought as he kept walking outside the subspace, observing the scenes in the universe through the holes in the windows.

The sea of ​​brilliant stars is endlessly brilliant.

Suddenly he saw a law enforcement fleet sailing in the void.

"It's you, the first believers who believe in me."

Tang Xia whispered: "The people in the crystal wall, listen to my charm and become my followers in this world."

In the inherited memory of his brain, this universe is a crystal wall world!

As an outer god, he was also bewitching the common people in the corridors of this crystal wall world and tricking them into coming out.

Crash.

At this time, the entire law enforcement fleet was moving around urgently, closing the space holes one after another, and suddenly noticed a mysterious ancient sword floating in the void in the distance.

"Is that a dark matter weapon?"

"It's much better than our standard weapons."

"Is it possible that a senior was killed and the weapons on his body fell off?"

In an instant, through the cockpit window, they immediately wanted to recover the dark matter weapon.

The hatch opened quickly, and a mecha flew out, grabbing the sword. He was about to take it back to the spacecraft for his colleagues to study, but he subconsciously held the sword tightly, and a voice appeared in his mind:

"this is mine."

All kinds of greedy and bewitching thoughts invaded my mind.

"I can't take it back and share it with them."

"If I get it, I will achieve eternity, live forever, and have endless rights, as long as I believe in my god."

Evil and crazy murmurs came to mind one after another.

With a scream, the mortals in the cockpit of the god-level mecha began to distort due to the waves of thought.

Unlike the dark matter corpses of the technological system, technology does not repair souls, so their corpses cannot be bewitched with telekinesis.

But the corpses of extraordinary powerful people are not only reborn with blood and resurrected on the spot, but their corpses can also confuse people's hearts and distort them into their own race.

ah! ! !

After screaming, inside the mecha, the mecha master quickly turned into a colorful ancient dragon.

This ancient dragon began to control the mecha and held the long sword outside, with a look of joy on his face:

"What a powerful force. I have transformed from a mortal into an immortal species. I have been injected with genetic life-extending potions several times, but my lifespan is only one or two thousand years, and now..."

Roar!

This guy seemed to have completely become a fanatical believer, and he quickly attacked his patrol team with this dark matter weapon.

Three days later.

All the mecha masters in this patrol team turned into ancient dragons, and hundreds of members served the ancient sword with fanatical worship.

“To welcome God’s return!”

"Open a hole!"

"Open more holes!"

Dark matter swords began to appear everywhere.

After a few more years, he continued to confuse people's minds, and even turned dozens of patrol teams and tens of thousands of god-level mecha masters into the ancient dragon clan.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Tang Xia outside laughed wildly, "That second-generation emperor bullied me into being unmanned in the universe and unable to enter. Now I have created a bunch of deformed people from my own tribe to go back and seize power and take back my kingdom!"

A few more days passed.

Tang Xia ordered hundreds of thousands of god-level troops in the universe to attack the lair of his base camp, successfully killed the arrogant and shameless second-generation emperor, and seized power to return.

And he also found this method to be quite good.

Getting something for nothing and directly distorting their patrol team, they are all elites!

After the distortion, the members of the Justice Environmental Protection Organization who originally closed the hole have now begun to become their fist clan, punching holes everywhere and destroying the environment.

Generally speaking, the entire fist shrimp family is developing and progressing like crazy.

And the other side.

The Rights Council began to get downright anxious because so many holes had opened up.

Li Qing's mine carts are not mining either. Tens of millions of time-travel mine carts, coupled with the fist shrimp clan he created, are digging holes everywhere.

At the same time, the subspace divine civilizations of one era who were sealed and imprisoned outside escaped from prison crazily, came back, attacked them, and followed Li Qing to dig holes, making things worse.

Once there are too many holes, they can no longer control them.

The subspace god superiors accumulated in history have basically returned, and the number of these miscellaneous fish is far beyond imagination.

Power Council.

"Damn it, we don't have enough troops."

"There are too many, too many. Even the Dark Matter Alliance outside, which has always been against us, has begun to steal the planet's matter crazily!"

The times are turbulent and turbulent. This is an unprecedented catastrophe.

A deep sense of powerlessness began to well up in their hearts. Is it really that difficult to defend the country, defend the world, and continue the fire?

At this time, new news came:

"What, those patrol teams were bewitched by inexplicable means?"

"I asked them to close space wormholes everywhere, and now they are opening holes everywhere? Are they crazy? How can they do such ridiculous things."

The news hit them hard.

Manpower is already scarce, but now there are people who are plotting against their team members, directly instigating rebellion and becoming the opponent's people.

Misfortunes never come singly, another news came:

"Those dark matter civilizations and rule mechas are beginning to tear apart the space wall and realize the realm of rule authority!"

As soon as this news came out, it made people even more uncomfortable!

How do they practice the rules and drawings of their technological system?

They cannot stay in the fourth realm permanently. Of course, they have to constantly tear off the wall of the universe, stop in this realm again and again, and understand the rules and drawings of this realm.

A being who has a profound understanding of the rules must have torn a large number of cosmic walls in his lifetime. A few tearings every year are used as cultivation resources and accumulated step by step to reach that height.

Most of those vast oceans of white space debris were not left behind by battles. It was they who tore the wall of the universe again and again in order to practice and understand the universe!

"Damn it."

Because of Li Qing's crazy troubles, hundreds of permanent directors of the Power Council were completely silent.

"They are taking advantage of the fire, tearing off the walls of the universe, and taking the opportunity to practice and comprehend a higher realm. This universe is probably going to shrink crazily!"

Some people take away the planet.

Some people tear off the wall membrane.

This is completely out of control.

"Everyone, the Power Council should be completely transformed. We can only take the radical route, join those enemies, and carve up the planet and membrane with them."

At this time, an old man said loudly, scanning the crowd with eyes like an eagle: "Since we can't go against the general trend of the universe's extinction, then we will join them."

"Radical?"

"Is this really the only way?"

Their expressions changed dramatically.

With the development of civilization of the times, there are actually two broad categories of civilizations in the universe's views on the future.

The first category, the Power Council, protects the cosmic environment.

Prevent the aging of the universe and return matter.

Find ways to recover the cosmic wall membrane (space debris ocean) and recover matter (dark matter).

Now that dark matter can kill them, they see hope. Such a crazy pursuit of Barrow can force the return of the matter stolen by the saint thieves and fill the drained universe.

The second category, the dark matter alliance, accelerates the destruction of the universe.

They believe the destruction of the universe is inevitable.

Human beings are cruel and stupid. At any time, someone will steal the material of the universe. No matter how strict the protection is, the material will gradually disappear. Instead of committing suicide slowly, it is better to radically search for the future.

then.

At some point in time, the Council of Powers splintered off into another faction and defected outside the Warp.

They frantically tore off the walls of the universe, trying to understand the rules of the universe and perfect the fourth-level series of authority rule drawings.

They want to even search for a higher level of [Fifth Civilization] in the universe before they die in this universe.

But this radical concept is not recognized by the Power Council.

The Rights Council has always believed that this method is radical suicide!

It is very possible to tear off all the walls of the universe. Those guys outside have not studied all the rules and drawings, and have broken through to a civilization level that may not even exist in that theory!

This is self-destruction.

Ultimately, there are no true villains in the universe.

All civilizations have goals and are all for survival.

One chooses to protect, the other chooses to destroy. The two seemingly opposite camps reach the same goal by different paths. They just want to cross the river by feeling the stones, looking for a way to survive and see the truth and the future.

"Want to join them?"

Someone said angrily: "I don't agree! The wall membrane of the universe was torn apart and a limited number of membranes were used up, and they couldn't study it! Their theory of the big tear of the universe is very stupid! There is only our theory of the big collapse and return of the universe. , is the most perfect way!”

"We have no choice! What's the use of opposition? The wall membrane is still being torn apart by them crazily. If we don't join their tearing team, we can't stop them. Even because too few of the cosmic wall membranes are torn apart, the foundation cannot be increased. , we will be eliminated by history!”

"Yes, I also believe that only by compromising can we survive, and only by living can we see the future!"

The entire council members were noisy and blushing.

Even when the mood was extremely agitated, several old people were so noisy that they choked up, crying and cursing at the same time.

There is a deep feeling of powerlessness hanging over my heart.

The groping progress of civilization is the accumulation of corpses of countless martyrs in the sea of ​​blood, from the ocean to the land, from the land to the star sea, from the star sea to the subspace. But now, they can no longer see the future, guarding Not up to their time.

Every member of their council present is a super-civilized ruler who rules endless galaxies, commands a large number of armies, has dragon-slaying skills, and earth-shattering combat power, but so what?

They might be able to kill Li Qing, a bastard, with one move.

But now their force is of no use and they are unable to prevent riots and uprisings in various places. They can only be promoted by the general trend.

Eventually, their arguments died down.

Everyone chose to betray their ideals and succumbed to this terrible era.

"Let's also tear apart the membrane of the universe." Someone stood up.

"We have to hurry up. The Dark Matter Alliance outside has been frantically tearing apart the universe into fragments. They continue to study the rules and authority in the fourth level. If they produce a few more powerful people and we can't keep up, we will really be destroyed. "

Someone put on a cloak and walked out slowly, "I never thought that we would also have such a day? The hero who once swore to protect the universe has turned into the ugliest appearance."

"That evil black hand caused such turmoil and caused the universe to be destroyed and divided by moths. If I touch it, I will kill it!"

"Such an evil party can be called the culprit of destroying the universe. We must not let go!"

"Who on earth has the power to do such a vicious deed?"

One person had a cold look on his face, showing his murderous intention.

Someone went outside and tore off the cosmic wall film, immediately broke through the temporary fourth level of God, used the power of time to calculate cause and effect, and tried to find it on the timeline, but his face darkened:

"That black hand doesn't count."

On this day, the general trend was irresistible. If you don't go with it, you will perish. The two giant hostile creatures in the universe unexpectedly stopped fighting together.

Their tacit understanding is to carve up the universe.

The belief in protecting nature and protecting the environment has succumbed to reality.

They no longer captured those large and small miscellaneous fish gods and civilizations in the subspace. Countless patrol teams watched helplessly as those moths stole and could only turn a deaf ear.

In the sea of ​​stars, there was ridicule all around.

"Hahahaha, you guys came to steal too?"

"You idiots, pretending to be righteous, you are not just like us."

"Fool."

"Hero. That's it??"

Many young patrol members in each patrol team were furious with anger, but they were stopped by superior officers, who told them to be patient and follow the mining to preserve their strength.

Together we become the biggest moth.

The universe has been chewed into a honeycomb.

There are saints and thieves everywhere, burning, killing and looting.

Just like stocking up on supplies before the end of the world, people frantically go to supermarkets to make zero-dollar purchases.

And, they began to discover various anomalies.

Dark matter magic sword, mysterious flesh and blood race, amidst the aberration and chaos, a civilization of alien system appeared.

Some beings even killed mantis shrimps and other extraordinary races, researched genetic technology, cloned and replicated, and turned themselves into extraordinary species.

Among them, various legends have been spread, such as the God of Earth named Barrow, the Demon Sword Outer God, and even various extraordinary races that appeared in the disaster.

Countless borers are causing the universe to shrink rapidly.

"I didn't know how strong and scary they were."

Regarding this, Li Qing just watched silently and couldn't help but chuckled:

"They may be very strong. They are so strong. They may just kill me if they throw in a strong person. I don't need to fight them head-on. Sometimes force is not everything."

He seemed to have transformed into Xi Wei who was sitting on the throne of Heaven, and shook his head, "There is no need to be brave in killing people, Heaven's power is the greatest sword."