Unlimited Adaptation

"Enemy attack! Be alert--"

The dark elf captain's eyes were bloodshot, looking at Yan Xing who seemed to step out of thunder, with a look of shock and panic on her face, but her strong professionalism and blood ties with her people made her never retreat in the face of battle. She instinctively took her gun and stepped forward, forming an offensive and defensive formation with the surrounding dark elf warriors, pointing her spearhead directly at the figure in the divine light.

Cuihua Star has been "closed to the outside world" for more than 100 million years, and has been cut off from the outside world. It has long forgotten what a man looks like. Except for a few knowledgeable people, most people have even forgotten everything about the outside world, thinking that the vast sea of ​​​​the continent under their feet is all the world.

Have they ever seen such a burly humanoid creature?

The elves are only females, and their height after adulthood is only about 1.8 meters at most, and they are petite. Compared with the existence in front of them, it is obviously not the same race.

In the eyes of the dark elves around, Yan Xing is a new creature that has never appeared on Cuihua Star. In this case, the first reaction is that it is likely to be a monster that came out of the fog, and it has the terrible ability to control the thunder god light, which will bring destruction to the tribe.

"Ignorant low-level life, I can forgive your offense, but you urgently need to evolve, otherwise you will be destroyed in the fog."

Yan Xing looked indifferent, looking down to the left and right, and his high and mighty eyes contained an invisible force of oppression, which fixed all the dark elves who were besieging him with weapons in place, unable to move.

They are too weak.

Except for the dark elf captain who is a transcendent who has just opened up the spirit, the rest are all mortals. Even if they polish their bodies to be stronger, they are still just mortals. What's more, their bodies are not very good. Yan Xing, who is a mortal body, can wipe them out with just one finger.

Only a small number of people participated in worshipping Yan Xing as a god and building altars, temples and statues. Because of Orlis, the forest elves contributed the most, while the dark elves were much worse. Most people didn't even know Yan Xing existed.

"Dragon beetle fly? A general-level little guy."

Yan Xing retracted his gaze and looked at the dark elves wailing and struggling on the ground. He saw the origin of the disgusting things on them at a glance. The white pupa was the egg case of the dragon beetle fly. It parasitized on flesh and blood creatures, fed on their flesh and blood, and hatched larvae. Once you want to forcibly remove the egg case, it will explode, killing the injured and causing indiscriminate coverage damage within a dozen meters around. The power is not weaker than anti-tank mines.

The individual strength of the dragon beetle fly is the bottom among the general-level non-life. The reason why it can squeeze into the general level is that its reproductive ability is very strong. It will look for weak targets and parasitize and reproduce. Once the number expands, it will be a devastating blow to ordinary creatures.

For example, if there is no external intervention or a genius to save the world, the entire world will be infested with dragonflies in a few years. All flesh and blood creatures are just hotbeds for hatching insect eggs.

"Light Purification!"

Yan Xing flicked his fingers lightly, and several light balls emerged from the void and slowly fell into the body of the tortured dark elf on the ground. Then, strands of light extended from the light balls, spreading to the limbs and bones, exuding the hot breath of sacred light. …. For the invaders of insect eggs, it is an absolute high temperature instant evaporation. For the dark elves' broken bodies, the light is a powerful healing energy. Under its illumination, the rotten flesh dissipates, and new flesh grows rapidly, healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The same light ball contains two completely different powers of creation and destruction. This is a little trick learned from the self-god.

Squeak--

The white egg sheath sensed the danger and wanted to self-destruct immediately, but before it could do so, it was pierced by the light and burned into nothingness in an instant.

"Hmm~"

Freed from the great pain, the wounds healed, the whole body warm, several dark elves moaned comfortably, the dark purple skin was surrounded by a layer of red, and the spirit was extremely full.

Clang! !

The dark elves around who witnessed this miracle-like scene all widened their eyes, and the sharp blades in their hands fell, hitting the ground with a crisp sound, echoing in the silent cave.

After performing the trick, Yan Xing released the breath suppression on everyone. Anyone who was not a fool should understand his kindness and unmatched power.

"God, the miracle really appeared!!"

"Olis didn't lie, God really exists, she is here to save our dark elves!"

The weaker dark elves, with their hearts and minds moved, bowed down and knelt on the ground. Yan Xing's figure was deeply imprinted in their minds, indelible.

Worship, admiration, piety...

Yan Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, and a hint of comfort flashed across his face. In the vision that only he could see, the dark elves around him continued to produce white light of faith power, which sank into his body and turned into a continuous stream of essence energy.

"You, who are you?!"

The dark elf captain frowned, his muscles tensed, and the spear in his hand creaked, and he asked in a concentrated voice.

She didn't know how the existence in front of her did it. With a wave of his hand, he healed the terrible injuries that their entire tribe could not solve, but just based on this, she didn't surrender directly and regard him as a god.

"Valleta, you are so presumptuous! How dare you be rude to my lord?"

When Oris heard this, her pretty face turned red with anger. She stood up suddenly and glared angrily, like an angry female leopard. The spiritual energy surged in her body and was ready to go out. She didn't expect that Vallaita would be so ungrateful and careless in the face of the miracle. He was so awe-inspiring that he dared to speak arrogantly.

Yan Xing gently waved his hand to signal Olise to calm down, but he was not surprised by this.

Vallaita is a transcendent person who has activated the Lingxuan. He has a strong will and a questioning attitude towards everything in the outside world. This is normal. It is naturally impossible to make him surrender with just a few healing methods.

This kind of hard bones is what Yan Xing likes the most. The monks have a firm will. If they become believers, the power of faith they can provide will not be comparable to that of ordinary creatures. Not only is it purer, but it is also larger in quantity. Several times more. m.

"Vallaita, right?"

"I see the deepest regret in your heart."

Yan Xing's tone was deep and his eyes were bright. He stared at Vallaita as if he could see through her heart.

Vallata was shocked and a little confused. What is the biggest regret? Is it the Guangfu ethnic group? Even she herself doesn't know her true thoughts, so how could she possibly... "Although you question me and offend me, I am ready to make up for your regrets. Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

A smile flashed across Yan Xing's eyes. Before he finished speaking, his palms trembled slightly and he grabbed the void in front of him. He actually grabbed a white skeleton out of thin air, with fresh soil mixed in between the bones, as if he had just dug it out of the earth. come out.

"Mother!!"

Vallaita's eyes widened, and she felt a familiar and friendly atmosphere on the bones. Oh, yes, regret. This was indeed the biggest regret in her heart.

But how can the dead come back to life? What's more, people who have been dead for several years have only a white skeleton left. If there is reincarnation, they would have been reincarnated long ago.

Therefore, Vallaita had no expectations at all and had already accepted the reality. This so-called regret was buried in the deepest part of his subconscious until he was dug out by Yan Xing himself.

The blood reproduction of the elves is quite special. They are conceived through strange objects. Therefore, this race does not have men, and there is no father role. They have special respect for their mothers who are both father and mother, and have extremely deep feelings. Vallaita Even more so.

"You, you disturbed my mother's purity, I will fight with you!"

Vallaita came back to his senses, his eyes turned red as he looked at the slender skeleton, and tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes. He was so angry that he lost his mind. He ignored the difference in strength and directly attacked Yan Xing with a gun.

"Just be quiet."

Yan Xing frowned, and his aura escaped to freeze Vallaita in place. His move was to show a real "miracle", and he couldn't leave out this most important audience.

"Reincarnation·Resurrection of the Dead!"

Buzz!

boom--

Yan Xing recited obscure spells in his mouth, and a brilliant and colorful divine light erupted from his palms, wrapping the bones. Countless light grains of runes emerged and shuttled back and forth among the bones. Each time they passed by, part of the bones were disintegrated. , extracting the internal life factors (gene fragments).

The complete fragments of the broken life factors were intercepted at the sub-microscopic level, and then quickly combined and reconstructed. In just an instant, a special fertilized egg appeared. The divine light twisted and squirmed, simulating a uterus, and the fertilized egg immediately Implanted on it.

After completing the most complicated step, the next development is very simple. Yan Xing only needs to add some spiritual energy, which is a negligible amount of energy for him, but it is enough to give birth to a mortal body.

Every moment, the embryo developed rapidly for several months, and a moment later, a naked woman appeared in the divine light.

Of course, all of this was covered by divine light, and the outside world did not know what was going on inside. They could only see Yan Xing chanting in a low voice, and then the divine light flashed. When the light faded, a skeleton turned into a beautiful dark elf. woman.

Although her eyes were tightly closed, the anger on her body could not be faked. She was indeed a living person, a dark elf whose appearance was eighty-nine times similar to Vallaita's.

"Mother, mother..."

Vallaita was completely stunned, just crying silently. Under the great impact, his thoughts had already gone blank, he didn't know what to think, and he couldn't express any emotions.

It's not over yet. .... Yan Xing's eyes narrowed slightly. Only he knew that the so-called "resurrection of the dead" was just a pretense. The woman in front of him was still a blank body without any personality or memory. She looked very bluffing, but it was just a slight gesture. It's just cloning technology.

"Memory reading - stripping and transmission - virtual personality shaping..."

A series of fancy operations only existed in the invisible electromagnetic force field. It was the first time Yan Xing did this kind of thing. His technique was a bit unfamiliar and he really wasted a lot of effort. Then he fabricated it out of thin air based on Vallaita's memory. A dark elf.

"Laita, my daughter, is that you?"

The woman slowly opened her eyes and looked at Vallaita first, with a look of love on her face. She took a few steps forward, hugged Vallaita into her arms, and patted her back gently.

"Don't cry, don't cry. You're such an old man, why are you still such a crybaby? Shame, shame, shame."

"Woooooo! Wow——"

"Mother! I miss you so much when I come to the tower! Woohoo..."

Vallaita finally woke up from the downtime. Color appeared in her blank brain, and all her emotions were released. She hugged her mother tightly, fearing that it was all a dream and that there would be nothing when she woke up.

"Yeah, I know, I know everything, come on, good boy~"

Such a touching scene, the dark elves around had no mood to appreciate it, they were completely in shock, and couldn't recover for a long time.

Even Oris was stunned, the hair on her head swayed, and she couldn't believe that the god she served was so powerful.

This is the real resurrection of the dead!

It is simply omnipotent. Is there anything in this world that my Lord can't do! ?

Yan Xing stood aside with his hands behind his back, the wheel of fate behind his head glittering, covering the meaningful smile on his face.

Fake, all fake.

Read Valletta's memory, understand everything about her, leave in an instant to retrieve the bones, use the life factor to clone a flesh body, and then create a false "mother memory" based on Valletta's memory, and attach a carefully crafted virtual personality.

It can be said that this "mother" is definitely the most perfect mother image in Valletta's ideal, and it is more real than the real mother.

Resurrection of the dead?

Come on, with his insignificant strength, he can't even enter the underworld, let alone bring back soul particles, which is a rebellious act. What's more, if Valletta's mother has been reincarnated, then resurrection will be even more troublesome, and there will be obstacles to be dealt with before there is a chance to find the destination of reincarnation.

The faith of believers needs to be sincere and convinced from the heart, and they need to actively offer their pious and pure faith to condense pure and high-quality faith power.

This is also the reason why Yan Xing tried so hard to pretend to be a god.

If he uses rough means, he has at least 10,000 ways to make all the elves on Cuihua Star become his most fanatical believers overnight and regard him as the place of all truth, such as "ideological stamp" and "memory tampering".

But what's the point of doing this? .... There is no development potential at all, and what he gets is only false faith, which is mixed and weak. Even if this kind of thing is given to him with both hands, Yan Xing will sneer at it.

After a long time, Valletta reluctantly left her mother's warm embrace, wiped away her tears, looked at Yan Xing with a fanatical and pious look, and knelt down to worship.

"My Lord, from now on, your will is Valletta's will!"

"I will serve you and believe in you for my whole life!"

Bang bang bang!

The dark elves around also came to their senses and knelt down with a look of fanatical worship, their heads banging.

After witnessing the "resurrection of the dead", no one dared to disrespect the gods anymore. Any form of blasphemy was not allowed. If anyone dared to offend their beliefs, they would be killed on the spot.

They fantasized that if they believed in such a powerful god, what else would they fear in this world? Even if they died, my Lord would resurrect me!

"Everyone, get up."

Yan Xing smiled and nodded gently. His whole body was radiant and warm. The gentleness on his face showed the tolerance and generosity of the gods, as if he didn't care about the rudeness of the crowd at all.

"Everything, for evolution."

The elves stood up quickly after hearing the words, their expressions solemn, their right fists clenched on their chests, trembling with excitement, as if being able to recite the doctrine was their greatest honor.

"Everything, for evolution!"

"Explore the end of life transition, understand the truth of life evolution, all the wise creatures in the endless heavens, all the great power in the world, all begin with evolution, and all end with evolution!"

"Evolution! Evolution! Evolution!!"

The fanatical shouts at the top of their lungs echoed endlessly in the cave, shaking the rock walls. No one could have imagined that the weak elves would have such a fanatical and crazy side.

The extremely pure power of faith continued to emerge and sank into Yan Xing's body. Under the transformation, it turned into spiritual energy and was swallowed up by the heart of the gods.

"May the glory of evolution shine upon you and me, and exist forever."

Yan Xing slowly opened his arms, as if embracing the world, and the wheel of fate behind him expanded into a door of light, swallowing his figure and disappearing into the dungeon.

The fire of faith has been ignited, waiting for the moment to spread. .

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