The edge of pure land

Late at night, Medanzo rode a camel and trudged through the scorching heat.

He raised his head and looked to the west. He could vaguely feel the reverberation of the violent roar of the dragon, and said with emotion: "It's really awesome. The Dragon of Candlelight is well-deserved."

"I pray that this woman will not lose control and kill the child. Although in theory, the Dragon of Candlelight is indeed a god that can communicate, the problem is that its own power is simply uncontrollable and will turn into a machine at any time. A violent killing machine."

Yin Hao also rode a camel, looking at the dilapidated town in the night: "If possible, I still hope you go over and take a look, so that nothing really happens."

Medanzo curled his lips and said: "Don't worry, that kid's fate is very important. The Dragon of Candlelight will not let herself get out of control. When the critical moment comes, she will choose to kill herself."

Yin Hao frowned and asked, "Are you so sure?"

Medanzuo said with confidence: "As long as Boss Lu learns that move, he will definitely attract the woman's attention. After practicing the Divine Ember Technique recently, I thought of many things."

He raised his fingertips, and the faint sunlight flickered in the darkness.

Although it is as subtle as a firefly, it has indeed achieved a breakthrough from zero to one.

"So what's the truth?"

Yin Hao asked with a frown.

"I would like to ask you first."

Medanzo smiled and said, "What did you see when you were in the North Pole?"

As the original member of the Tianshen Civilization Scientific Expedition Team, Yin Hao's eyes were filled with a haze when he recalled that period of history five hundred years ago: "I can only reveal this to you, because I I’m sure you won’t go crazy. After seeing that thing, many of the core members of Aurora Technology went crazy and their temperaments changed drastically.”

"In fact, Lu Zhe and An Xian gradually became a little abnormal after that. Sometimes there is only a thin line between genius and madman. No one knows what they are thinking, but they have been studying history and tracing back the origins of the gods' civilization. The origin, the cause of all things.”

He paused: "They came up with a theory."

Medanzuo nodded slightly: "Two kinds of history."

"Yes, two histories."

Yin Hao continued: "The first type of history is the history we are familiar with. In ancient times, the civilization of gods descended from the sky and brought supernatural fire. A small number of humans were able to evolve in advance and became gods. The gods overthrew the civilization of gods. The rule of the gods imprisoned the five gods in the land of the past. Of course, all this was with the help of artificial gods. Later, the gods spread out in the birthplace of major civilizations, and later developed four. A great ancient civilization. However, due to the internal struggles of the gods, their rule gradually declined and eventually retreated into the background. It was not until our time that Aurora technology completely unveiled its mystery."

"Since then, Aurora technology has opened a new era, and the dark matter sleeping all over the world has also begun to revive. Trees of life have risen from the ground, forming a restricted area of ​​life."

He licked his chapped lips: "It eventually evolved into the world we are familiar with now."

Medanzo sneered and said: "But there are still too many things in this history that have not been verified. Why did the god civilization come to the earth? Why did humans receive their gifts? Why did the artificial gods help humans? Where did the legendary supreme ancestor go? What is the relationship between the gods? What happened to the supreme ancestor in the memory of the Holy Word? "

Yin Hao was silent for a second and whispered: "These are not conflicting, but there is no answer in the history we are familiar with. Such a long history must be fragmented."

Metazord looked at the night and said calmly: "There is indeed no conflict, but there is a paradox. I think that this world has been disturbed by the mystery of the Divine Ember Technique. Even the great gods cannot completely avoid the mystery of the Divine Ember Technique. The impact of this has led to the situation we see. It just so happens that the second kind of history can completely explain all this.”

Yin Hao raised his eyes: "Did Lu Zhe and An Xian tell you this?"

Medanzo said calmly: "I saw it myself."

Yin Hao wanted to confirm, but broken memories flashed in his mind: "Back then, under the frozen soil of the Arctic, in the ice that had been frozen for millions of years, we saw..."

Medanzo smiled slightly, but was not surprised when he listened to his words.

Because many years ago, he also saw something similar.

No.

In fact, he saw more.

Deep in the Arctic Circle is the forbidden area where the Tree of Life is imprisoned. The climate and environment there are so harsh that it is unimaginable that no one except powerful evolvers can break in.

Don't even think about it if you are below the saint level.

Back then, Metanzo was the first to realize that becoming a holy monarch might carry some kind of strange curse. He didn't know what it was, but he was fearless because of his own strength.

He broke into the depths of the Arctic Circle alone.

There is no life in the depths of the Arctic Circle. The environment is so bad that even the White Walkers cannot survive. The temperature in some places has even approached absolute zero. Sometimes there will be turbulence of elements, and extreme day and night alternate repeatedly. Endless reincarnation.

Metanzo remembered very clearly that he had gone through all kinds of hardships to find the Ruins of Time.

But after coming out of the Ruins of Time, his doubts were not truly answered, so he decided to continue heading north to find the location of the Tree of Life.

It was snowing heavily that day, and he encountered a terrible avalanche that had not been seen in thousands of years. The frozen soil was shaking for thousands of miles, the earth cracked with a roar, and he fell into the ice.

Even though he was already an evolver in the tenth realm at that time, he still felt like the world was spinning. Fortunately, he was not injured. He just fell into the depths of the ground, very deep.

As the most knowledgeable scholar on the planet, Medanzo confirmed that it was an underground restricted area that no one had set foot on for hundreds of thousands of years. Human beings may not even know that there is such a place underground. After all, even the most cutting-edge technological instruments cannot detect it. To the environment here.

With his excellent physical fitness, he searched in that extremely cold underground space for a long time and discovered a problem that was enough to subvert human cognition.

That is the age of the strata in this abyss.

It is actually about the same age as the strata on the surface today.

In other words, very new.

This made his brain extremely confused.

In the Ruins of Time, Lu Zhe and An Xian once reminded him that if he insisted on going deep into the Arctic Circle, he would definitely see traces of civilization after a disaster.

At that time, he had already encountered disaster, but he had not seen civilization.

Where is civilization?

As if he had received a revelation from fate, Metanzo stopped in the abyss, awakened the dormant life energy, and released endless light.

When the light broke through the darkness, he still found nothing.

But when he lowered his head, he fell into unspeakable shock.

Because civilization is actually underground.

Deep in the dark ice.

What he saw was an industrial ruin with a strong 21st century style.

Of course, there are also human corpses in the ice.

"Because of this, I prefer to believe another statement. The gods are indeed aliens from the sky, but the civilization of the gods is not. The emergence of the civilization of the gods is something that was born after the high development of human civilization. History is false , history is a closed loop.”

Medanzo thought of the scene he saw that year and said: "When we trace history to the end of time, the last thing we see is still us."

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Half asleep and half awake, Lu Fuji's vital signs are slowly recovering. As long as his brain and heart are not destroyed at the same time, he will basically not die completely.

Although the fusion of the divine body and the dark matter body failed this time, it also brought him a new understanding, because he found that the two algorithms can indeed be fused, but the amount of calculation required is too large, so that he is currently My body can't bear it yet.

But he didn't gain anything.

He has not completely completed this fused formula.

But part of the calculation has also been completed.

The price is that his main angel's armies are disintegrating and collapsing, and the golden ancient tree that was just created not long ago seems to have been burned, collapsing into ashes like a blizzard.

At this moment, he suddenly woke up.

The battle is not over yet.

He can no longer use the secret of the Divine Ember Technique, and can no longer calculate the situation on the battlefield through data. He can only rely on the most primitive perception to explore the surroundings.

A scalding heat wave hit my face, and the endless roar of dragons echoed in my ears, but the cries of the undead could no longer be heard. There was thick smoke billowing in front of me, which was a bit choking.

In the thick smoke, the immortal was half-kneeling on the ground. Only his huge, shriveled and skinny half was crawling on the ground. The other half of his body had been burned to ashes!

He was struggling like a withered mummy, his hideous and terrifying face was burnt black, and only his pair of pitch-black eye holes were still intact, reflecting a nightmare-like scene.

It was a white room, with a silent man struggling crazily on the operating table. Half of his body was intact, but the other half was rotting and smelly.

There was a man standing in front of him, cutting his wrist with a dagger and feeding him blood.

The man was wearing a colorful shroud, elegant and freehand.

That person was clearly Gong Yu.

The seven orifices of the immortal erupted with rich corpse energy, and the cries of the evil ghosts once again sounded in the dragon's roar. Those resentful souls, like veils, twisted their bodies gracefully, screamed at the top of their lungs, and rushed one after another. Rushing towards the black-haired girl in the smoke.

Xia Zhu leaned against the Watcher's Lighthouse with her back, her long dark hair messy in the wind.

The building was crumbling, but she stood firm, like a poppy blooming in the evening wind, gradually being swallowed up by the pale and thick corpse.

A ferocious-looking undead emerged from the corpse aura and rushed towards her. She just raised her hand and cut it casually, easily cutting it in half, leaving nothing but ashes.

Her long ink-dyed hair rises and falls in the ethereal ashes, and her magnificent posture seems to come from the ghosts and gods described in the Book of Songs. However, her expression is not that elegant, but faintly reveals a trace of morbid madness, like a mental illness. The little girl in the yard tore up other people's dolls.

Her movements were rough and casual, but her white palms were covered with red lines, and you could vaguely see the scorching flames flowing like water, with a color like molten gold.

It is still a conceptual change of Burning Sky Bones.

But it’s not immortality, nor is it heat death.

But it is the third conceptual change that transcends these two.

This is a conceptual change that has never been seen before.

But there is a record in the ancient book left by Long Que.

This ability is called, all ember.