Chapter 1152: A boring new epic

The giant looked at the mushroom cloud that was slowly expanding and gradually dissipating in the sky, and he really wanted to go to the place where the huge stump fell, just by falling, it brought such a big change to the airspace it passed, so what kind of scene was the scene where it fell?

But unfortunately, this area, the center of the world wrapped in endless desolation, the place where the Eternal Divine Tree is sheltered, has been completely cut off from the outside world.

But the giant was not disappointed for long, and under the push of his son, who was full of excitement and shock, the giant followed his son's guidance and looked up at the sky again.

In the sky, a vision that was nearly a hundred times larger than just now had occurred, and it was still the same huge mountain-like creature stump, but the difference was the number.

It was hundreds of stumps of creatures, so large that when they appeared in the sky, one couldn't help but shudder, because whoever saw the stump felt a deep sense of insignificance.

But no matter how the creatures who looked up at the corpses of the evil gods felt in their hearts, these corpses were all under the will of a great being, haunting the light of the laws of the world, dragging one after another enduring traces of light and falling from the sky.

The corpse of the evil god was landed to bring new life to the world, but at the beginning of this coming, its sheer mass brought destruction to the world.

One after another, "mushrooms" composed of smoke and dust bloomed on the land of this barren world, and one after another earth shaking was extremely obvious.

This is a terrible natural disaster that is enough to overturn the world order and cause an ecological catastrophe, and a civilization that has not yet left the surface of the earth will be destroyed in an instant.

However, it is a pity that there is no hair in this world, and the place where the corpse of the evil god fell, except for the barren is barren, there are no creatures, no plants, the impact of the fall of the huge stump of the evil god, and the subsequent earthquake, but it can only change the terrain of this barren land.

It didn't matter how the terrain of the barren land changed, anyway, no plants grew on it, and no life multiplied on it, just smash it, if it made the being who threw the corpse of the evil god frown, he pronounced his surname upside down.

Boom! Boom!

The earth trembled incessantly, and the waves of earthquakes of different amplitudes seemed to never stop, and the giant sat on the ground, looking at it with a shocked face, but a few steps away from him, the cloudy sky.

As the massive stumps fell from the sky to the ground, they bombarded one giant mushroom cloud after another, and the somewhat clear sky was filled with filth again as the stumps streaked through it.

Not only did the world not recover, it seemed to have gotten worse because of it, but fortunately, when the billowing smoke tried to pour into the safe zone inhabited by the giants, it was all blocked from a barrier that could already be seen.

The giant turned his head, and he could see the tree of eternal life behind him, which was blooming with a brilliant turquoise aura, even brighter than ever.

"Is it the Divine Tree, or is it the protection of the Juggernaut?" the giant couldn't help but secretly guess when he saw that the amplitude of the vibration in the area he was in was obviously different from the outside world, but then he was amused by his doubts,

"There is no difference, the sacred trees are all planted by the master, and naturally they can be regarded as the protection of the master. ”

Because the Divine Tree suppressed the earth, the impact of the earthquake was far less than that of the barren land outside where the grass grew, so gradually as the tremor became more and more intense, a gap appeared on the edge of the place where the Divine Tree favored.

After this crack appeared, it separated the sacred tree from the outside world, and gradually expanded as the earthquake became more and more intense, evolving into a bottomless circular abyss.

Although the outside world seemed to have been destroyed again, the giant still had hope in his heart, because he had a feeling that the outside world was really changing.

When the earthquake, which lasted for three days and three nights, stopped, the giant realized that his conjecture was not wrong. The dust that had been blown up into the sky by the bombardment was falling, and the outside sky was getting clearer day by day, and he was able to see the outside world again.

Then he saw a miracle - a small grass that had grown tenaciously on the barren earth. Yes, this is a miracle, and the giant knows very well what the earth outside the shelter of the sacred tree is like, all the vitality in it has long since disappeared, and it is impossible for any more plants to grow again, unless a miracle happens.

The giant staggered forward in disbelief, he wanted to cross the abyss in front of him, which was nearly a hundred meters wide, and go directly into the barren land, to see with his own eyes the tenacious grass.

Then he did the same, and then, relying on the spiritual light derived from the giant's bloodline, lifted him, and let him, a former mortal, walk on the ground above the abyss.

Stunned, stunned, and then ecstatic, all kinds of emotions changed on the giant's face, and then the giant, with a hearty smile, strode across the abyss, into the barren land, and then crouched down, looking down at the weeds growing out of the barren sand, as if looking at a rare treasure.

The giant's behavior of stepping out of the Sacred Tree's shelter at this time also caused the other giants and dragons in the shelter to follow suit, and they were equally curious about the impact of the corpses falling from the sky on the world. Powerful psionic senses have allowed them to perceive some changes in the world.

When the obsessed giant found that many giants and dragons had passed by him and flew into the distance, he woke up like a dream, and hurriedly followed, the root of the earth's revival again, in the distance, that is what is worth pursuing.

The giant followed the large army, looking at all this with a shocked face, and he was now emerging from a cliff, and below it was a large impact plain, or a circular basin.

From the surrounding topography, it can be clearly inferred that the huge flat ground in front of you was formed by a powerful impact force when a huge object fell from the sky to the ground.

None of this was enough to surprise anyone, but what really shocked the giant was the dense primeval forest that grew on the basin, which was nothing short of miraculous.

The giant dared to guarantee that the primeval jungle in front of him would definitely appear after the change of heaven, because he watched as this primeval forest was centered on the impact plain, rapidly expanding outward.

On the periphery of the primeval forest, plant seedlings scrambled out of the barren land, and then quickly grew into towering ancient trees and dense shrubs in just a few breaths......

When the giant saw this, his legs weakened, he fell to his knees again, and then bowed deeply, and his prayer was finally fulfilled today.

Such a scene does not only take place in this basin in front of the giants, but in this world, which is mostly barren, every place where the corpse of the evil god falls has endless bursts of life, so that the green filled with the breath of life recovers the barren land.

The changes that have taken place in the world have fallen into the eyes of Muria, who has been hapless enough to be teleported into nothingness. After all, there was nothing all around, and Muria, who was going full speed ahead in any direction, was really boring and had nothing to do.

So most of his attention was on the world he controlled, observing the strange changes in his world after devouring the corpse of the evil god.

His world, except for the central area, which belonged to the half-plane he originally controlled, was full of vitality, and most of the rest of the area was originally a world eroded by evil gods, all of which were barren and dead, without the slightest life.

But when the corpse of the evil god was digested by the laws of the world and turned into the most basic nutrients to feed the earth, the barren land began to flourish again.

The evil god who once shattered many worlds, cursed by billions of living beings, and symbolized death and destruction, when his body was cut down, turned into a source of life that was about to destroy the world, this transformation is full of irony.

"Alas, it was so badly ruined. Watching his world gradually come back to life, Muria, who walked through the void, let out a lament.

The corpses of the evil gods that he threw into the world could theoretically transform at least three or more standard units of source power, but the actual source power he had so far was less than one-tenth of the standard units.

The reason for this is simple, his world needs the nutrients of the evil gods after decomposition to nourish and rejuvenate. If he disregarded the devastation of the world and forcibly refined all the corpses of the evil gods into source power, it was not impossible, but this was clearly an act of blindness.

How could Muria do such a thing, he didn't have any urgent need for source power now. And if the vitality of the small world is fully recovered, then he can bless his body with the power of the world, and he can harden the realm of the realm at the top, and beat the fusion source at the bottom.

Once he encounters a peer-level existence in the void, he can calmly move between advance and retreat, and everything is from his heart. As for encountering a creation-level epic, Ennn...... When you see it, you go, wander through the void, and never expect a strange being stronger than you to be kind to you.

At first, Muria walked through nothingness and often observed the changes in his world, but when time passed, after a few years, Muria got tired of it, because there really was nothing to see, and he knew everything.

Just as Muria calmed his emotions and was about to use the dark nothingness around him to make ordinary creatures stay for a moment and then go crazy, a dreamlike voice of supplication sounded in his ears, and then, of course, aroused the interest of this boring budding new epic.