The night is getting darker, the sea breeze is blowing, and a medium and large warship is moving at high speed on the sea.

Upper deck.

Jiang Lulu was extremely surprised and asked, "Who told you?"

"Chen Jiawei. ”

Dr. Sang slowly said a name, his voice lowered considerably, and a clear look of awe flashed across his face.

Hear the words.

Jiang Lulu was stunned.

The name was unfamiliar to her, and she had never heard of it at all.

You know, even in the otherworldly world, only a very small number of people know the original name of the first day. The vast majority of people are accustomed to the title of the first day, not to mention that the authority is not enough, and they can't find it.

Seeing her confused face, Dr. Sang casually explained: "Chen Jiawei is the first day talent, she has the strange talent of sensing herself in parallel time and space, and temporarily borrowing power. ”

"Otherwise, she will become a saint, how can she fight the real gods of the dead space. ”

"Countless worlds, at all moments, countless Chen Jiawei erupted at the same time, and that power was earth-shattering, and it was able to crush the colorful divine body head-on. ”

Dr. Sang told the secret, he was too stressed, these things were buried in his heart all the time, like a backlog of volcanoes, and he couldn't find the right person to talk to.

Next to the round table.

Jiang Lulu, who was about to eat a bite of sparkling white rice, was completely stunned: "Didn't she pass away on the first day?"

As far as she knew, the world's first transcendent genius was due to an accident in the middle of the experiment, and later the transcendent saint took it as a warning, and regarded genius as a gift from God, which could not be dissected or reproduced.

"People are gone. ”

"That doesn't mean you're dead. Dr. Sang's tone suddenly became a little tired, he had been taking the blame for so many years, and of course he was also depressed. The saints didn't want to see him, they were very vigilant, in fact, it was okay to be cold, such as the peak advisor Mo Xiusheng, who had an uncontrollable killing intent every time they met.

At that time, she transcended time and disappeared directly. ”

"Countless worlds, countless shes, instantly merge together. ”

"With human vocabulary alone, there is no way to accurately describe her life form, it is the ultimate, it is supreme, and the great gods of the other space are not a few points inferior. ”

As everyone knows.

The gods who were transcendentally confronted, who had manifested and descended from another dimension, were not true beings.

"Great gods, so powerful!" Jiang Lulu suddenly exclaimed, and said after realizing it: "That means that we human beings have backers and backers! According to your meaning, she can kill all the gods on the earth with a snap of her fingers." ”

"This ......"

Dr. Sang smiled wryly and shook his head.

Transcending time, it is not omniscient, and every shot has great limitations.

"Good horn. Jiang Lulu hit the nail on the head and pointed to the core of the matter: "Then tell me, what's the use of her, just as a background board?"

“......”

Dr. Sang was silent for a while, and then hesitated: "The Divine War is not that simple, it's hard to say, it's not clear. ”

Jiang Lulu wanted to stop talking, stopped talking and desired, and chewed two mouthfuls of crab roe buns hatefully: "Then what about mimicry, you must have known it a long time ago!"

There seemed to be resentment between the words, and when Dr. Sang saw this, he quickly explained: "I didn't know much about mimicry before. Besides, not everyone can become an artificial god. ”

Such a precious opportunity, he has to seize it even if he dies, he thinks Jiang Lulu should not complain.

"Huh. ”

Jiang Lulu pursed her lips, she looked at the delicacies on the round table, and vaguely understood why the saints, including Tang Hong, couldn't trust Dr. Sang.

She simply stood up, took a few dinner plates, and held a glass of soy milk, walked to the edge of the deck, and looked into the distance.

The magnificent sea, the vast and boundless night sky came into view, only the sound of the sea slapping on the side of the warship, and at this moment, she also accepted her fate, drinking soy milk with a bang, her little face became more and more pale, but her pupils began to glow with brilliant golden light.

Mimicry is interrupted, not terminated, but still re-excited.

Truly.

[Immortal] did not deceive human beings, and the blood of genius at best temporarily blocked the mimicry process, and it could not be done once and for all.

I saw that her body was becoming more and more crystal clear, as if she had soared to the sky in the next moment, and wanted to become a cosmic god.

"Mimicry is starting again. ”

Dr. Sang's face darkened as he watched everything and see how it changed.

"Did they find out? ”

He frowned in contemplation, feeling a deep powerlessness.

In terms of strength alone, he was probably the weakest Innate Sage among countless parallel time and space.

A natural saint is extremely talented, and even surpasses a genius in some aspects, once he starts the path of willpower cultivation, he will be able to break through to the saint in less than a year.

There are no obstacles, bottlenecks, or barriers.

Breaking the limits and moving smoothly is as simple as eating and drinking.

"But ......"

"It's better to be cautious. Dr. Sang remembered the warning he had given on the first day, and was shocked and frightened: "There are so many parallel worlds, as long as I break the limit of my willpower and become a saint, I will be followed by the immeasurable divine light, infinite divine power, and infinite divine power, and the whole world will collapse." ”

Because of this, he did not dare to practice his will, and he restrained the upward trend of his will all the time.

After all, it is born to be holy.

Once the practice of the will begins, it can never be stopped.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, there was an invisible fluctuation, which seemed to fall from the top of the firmament, seemed to spring out from the depths of the earth's core, and seemed to explode from the distant universe.

Dr. Sang turned his head to look.

The night froze, the moonlight froze, and everything froze.

The sultry air was also still, the sea breeze mixed with a hint of coolness was still, the rough and deep sea surface was all still, and even the Chinese warship that was moving at high speed was completely still, and the five-star red flag fluttering in the wind seemed to have turned into a blood-colored film.

And that's not all.

Including the round table in front of him, which was full of all kinds of delicacies, the heat, the smell, all still!

"Freeze time. ”

He couldn't help muttering to himself, his eyes wide, and he looked closely.

Pity.

Completely incomprehensible.

It's like a tiny ant trying to decipher the information of a black hole.

He looked to the left: Jiang Lulu's back was frozen, her blonde hair emitted a faint light, some strands of hair were swinging, and there were also wisps of light, which were suspended out of thin air like a stave.

He looked ahead: the warship was riding the wind and waves, and a famous soldier was standing in an extremely standard military posture, motionless, like a sculpture, and like a solemn painting.

The earth, the solar system, and the Milky Way are all silent at the macro level!

The movement of molecules and particles at the microscopic level is all frozen!

Bang!

As a loud reverberation that was incomprehensible, indescribable, and indecipherable, the sky fell apart in an instant, and a heavy chant was played.

"The Human Emperor!"

"The Emperor of People!"

"The Emperor of People!" "The Emperor of People!"

In an instant, he looked up, and a figure slowly came from an endless distance.