The Mythical Races I Created

On Wish Island, the red moon appeared out of thin air like a magic moon in the early morning. After Hook and Atoman set foot on this land, they felt physical discomfort one after another. As they explored the depths of the island, the discomfort became more intense. Come stronger.

　　 The mist shrouded this island.

　　 Atoman raised his steel axe and slowly moved forward. A figure suddenly appeared in the fog in front of him. Then the figure let out a stern laugh, and then quickly fled to the depths of the island.

　　 "Who!" Atoman said angrily, "The Father God of Yongsheng has given me victory, come out!"

　　 Hook and Atoman chased the figure in the mist, and when they got to that location, they only saw a dead tree that was as high as a person.

　　 Hoke breathed a sigh of relief. "Captain Atoman, there is only one dead tree here."

　　 Atoman shook his head, "Master Hook, I swear, I am sure what I see is a figure that can run and move."

　　 "Everything on this island is mysterious." Hook said, "I still have a sense of deja vu. Let's be careful."

　　 "After all, the Murloc Islands appeared because of the appearance of those huge monsters, maybe there is some secret hidden in it."

　　 "I want to know how the so-called island that can tell us the way to realize our desires achieves this process."

　　 The two continue to walk deep into the island.

　　 A burst of voices came from the depths of the island, and the voice seemed to be praying.

　　【The first is to sacrifice the souls and bodies of ten gods and monsters to the sea in exchange for our corner of the sea. 】

　　【Secondly, sacrifice part of our soul to the sea in exchange for the honor of being on the seabed. 】

　　 [Then we sacrificed a whole continent to the sea, in exchange for being protected by the sea in the sea. 】

　　【Suleiman, you are the king of gods and monsters, and you will be canonized in this ceremony. 】

　　 [Suleiman, your power is above the gods and monsters, and then Suleiman dedicated the names of all the gods and monsters to the sea, and an ancient legendary city under the sea was born...]

　　 [Civilizations on land, we will come back, every time we return, we will inevitably destroy a civilization... Samsara is once every 50,000 years. 】

　　 [At that time, we will return to this land and take back everything that belongs to us. 】

　　 Hook and Atoman glanced at each other, and Atoman's face looked ugly after hearing it. Obviously, the content of the words scared him and made him feel that the enemy was extremely terrifying.

　　 "This... Could it be that our enemy hasn't been wiped out yet?" Atoman's words were a bit knotted.

　　 After all, the history of the enemy sounds too long.

　　 is simply unimaginable.

　　 Hook snorted coldly. "Didn't you kill the civilized invaders that invaded your land last time?"

　　 "Once in 50,000 years?"

　　 "I really want to meet them for a while."

The two of them walked in the direction of the sound. There was a small valley. There were many pigmen with hoods in the valley who were kneeling in a direction outside the valley. These pigmen were luxuriously dressed and had serious faces. And the eyes revealed wisdom.

　　 They shouldn't be the orcs and elves, the primitive pigmen race they had come into contact with.

　　 This pig race is probably the pig race that did not know a few fifty thousand years ago, and once served the gods and monsters.

　　 These pig-man apostles in the valley are not entities, but phantoms, like images cast by a projector.

These pig apostles looked up at the direction outside the valley, seemingly terrified. Many pig apostles tried to overcome their fear and stayed in place to continue the great Suleiman ritual, but after all, a small number of pigs crawled from the ground. Get up and run towards the rear.

　　 Atoman and Hook looked at each other.

　　Why do those ancient pigmen fear the direction outside the valley, and some pigmen suddenly run away?

　　 Did they encounter anything at the time?

Those pig apostles who escaped happened to flee in the direction of Atoman and Hook. A phantom pig hit Atoman's stomach. He actually staggered and was staggered by Atoman. Man flew out.

　　 Atoman and Hook looked at all this in surprise.

　　 The pig apostle who had been knocked into the air was smashed into the head, and looked at Atoman with a panic, and said a bunch of unintelligible but unpleasant accents, and then the pig apostle fainted to death.

　　 Atoman said in shock: "This person... hit me and passed out, but aren't they the phantom of the past left in this valley? Why can there be entities?"

　　 Hook also shook his head, everything here is full of mysteries.

　　 Over the valley, the pig apostles changed their prayer words.

　　 [Great Suleiman, all rituals will have costs and restrictions, and we will bear all the costs for you. 】

The pig apostles who were still staying in place changed their bodies one by one. Their pig heads grew fish heads, their bodies grew fish tails, and their limbs began to shorten and grow fish fins, and their body surface grew. Fish scales...

　　 So... the ancestor of the murloc turned out to be a pig!

　　 All the rituals have to pay a price, but the so-called price of Suleiman performing this ritual is... to be borne by his followers.

　　 Hook said to Atoman: "No wonder I thought the murloc's body structure was weird before."

"The murlocs are now amphibians. They have the ability to live in water and on the shores of land. They have lungs but also swim bladder... Therefore, they are basically a kind of mortal formed by intelligent creatures on land returning to the sea. Ethnic group."

　　 At this time, a completely different voice appeared in the valley.

　　 [Suleiman responds to you, humble servants, your lives are meaningless, they are only worthy of us as tools. 】

　　 [Because you bear the price of my godhood ritual, so now my ritual is limited to three. 】

　　 [One, as long as the murlocs still exist for one day, I must stay in the ancient city under the sea, and I can leave the ancient city under the sea for ten years every 50,000 years. 】

　　 [Second, as long as the ceremony is still running, I must sleep in the ancient city under the sea, and wake up for ten years every 50,000 years. 】

　　 [Three, the cessation of the ceremony is the time of my death. 】

　　 A ghost appeared on the edge of the valley.

　　 The three eyes wrapped in dark matter were connected in a line, and at this time, the king of gods and monsters [Suleiman] suddenly looked at Atoman and Hook.

　　 He scanned the two of them.

　　 "Who are you? It looks like I have never seen it before."

"I have never seen such a powerful force in a mortal before. What is the soul that is shrouded behind you, the big green man, beautiful creatures. The powerful energy around you is not divine power, but why can it make me feel immediately killed? Your desire."

　　 The three eyes rotate and change directions. "Are you here to stop me? Are you enemies from outside the sky?"

　　The murloc phantoms in the valley turned their heads hostilely to look at Atoman and Hook.

　　 Atoman and Hook simply walked into the valley and looked at them calmly.

　　 Hook whispered: "I will use the golden sword for a while. You can use this time to run back and transfer our troops."

　　 "No, you are my reinforcement, I can't let you have an accident." Atoman whispered, "After I break it for you, you go first."

　　 Hook sighed. "I seriously suspect that these are people tens of thousands of years ago."

　　 "Unexpectedly, we would fight these historical phantoms."

　　 In the valley, Suleiman watched two strange creatures communicate, and suddenly he understood, and then he laughed loudly.

　　 "I see, you are not here to stop me."

　　 "I have succeeded."

"I successfully completed the ritual and turned into a god, and the two of you are for me and future people. To you now, I am not the real me. Yes, as long as the ritual is completed, this island It is the center of ritual power, where the past, present and future will be blurred. This island is just a loophole in the timeline, so the ancient city under the sea can survive countless years."

　　 "I'm just a historical phantom in a loophole."

　　 "Ah, it turns out I am not me." Suleiman understood it, fully realized it, and knew his own essence.

He looked at the elves and the orcs fiercely, and was about to use his power to destroy the two intruders. Suddenly he passed a white jade-like palm through his chest. The fingers of this palm were slender and the rose-colored thumbs looked like golden clouds. Like the palm of a goddess.

　　 This palm passed through his back, through his chest, and penetrated Suleiman's body!

　　 In the horrified eyes of Atoman and Hook, a woman with pointed ears wearing a hood pressed to Suleiman's ear and whispered softly. "Cthulhu, how dare you spread your teeth and claws in front of the people of God the Father."

　　 "I can't be foolish."

　　 She rotated the palm that was inserted into Suleiman's body, and Suleiman turned into fly ash in the scream of horror.

　　 This historical phantom exclaimed before his death. "Why is there such an evil power!"

"Why!"

　　 "Future people!"

"what are you??"

　　 The hooded woman who suddenly appeared, swept Atoman and Hook coldly, and smiled contemptuously. "No matter what era, elves and orcs make me feel sick."

　　 Hook was stunned. "But aren't you... an elf?"

"What's going on?"

　　 The hooded woman smiled, her smile full of sarcasm. "Hook, I still remember you. But you don't know me anymore. It's on the timeline relative to my arrival. You are just ancient people 6,874 years ago."

　　 "You must be full of curiosity, I will explain it to you."

　　 "You can call me not the lord of life and death. In fact, this island is about to be destroyed ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I can't do anything in your time."

　　 "I'm just... the last insurance. An insurance that can change my destiny 1,874 years from now, and get me out of this troublesome identity."

　　……

　　 Space Temple, Shen Fanyu had already guessed that this would happen.

He glanced at his destiny and nodded: "The loopholes in time are caused by the unstable rules of the ancient stars, and they will inevitably disappear because the ancient stars are strong. Now the elves are strong enough, so they will definitely help me destroy them. This time loopholes."

　　 "By this way?"

　　 "That's it, that's it."

　　 Traveling through time is a very dangerous thing. A little carelessness will destroy the entire ancient star.

　　 Even the most powerful civilization, dare not play with time at will, because a little carelessness is self-defeating.

　　 Of course, even if a mortal travels through time, it has relatively little impact compared to the huge flow of time, but for a person like himself, if he ventures through time, he may cause major losses.

　　Time is like the bottom building block of a building block castle. You can take some from the bottom building block to use for other purposes, but you have to do this well. It may risk your entire building block castle collapse.

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