Under the advent of the will of the gods, the power of faith enshrined in the statue enshrined in the ancient stone hall was transformed into divine power in this inexplicable way, so a god incarnation was manifested, and after he manifested, he walked out of the temple and looked up at the behemoth in the sky.

"Sun Divine Power!"

The brief conflict silenced the god of the sand, who controlled the area, and he understood how terrible the existence behind the beast he was fighting against was, but that was not a reason for him to back down.

He is the patron saint of the Huangyan clan and the ruler of thousands of quicksands. And the purpose of his existence is to make the people who worship him live a better life, and get rid of the sad fate of the tribes fighting each other for water, and even starting wars.

Now the world has changed greatly, and the barren world he is in has a door to the realm of thousands of worlds, and the opportunity to change the fate of the race has come.

But in the same way, the danger of the destruction of his entire race ensued, and after stepping out of his own world, in what seemed to be the center of the world, the god of sand saw hundreds of beings like him.

And among them, there are many who are stronger than him, and he does not have any advantage, but fortunately, those beings who are far more powerful than him do not focus on the other party, but look at the spatial passage that connects to the thousands of realms.

A new world, abundant resources, a new race of intelligence, and a ladder to a higher level...... For the sake of the community, for self-preservation, for the sake of reaching a higher level...... All in all, the gods who had come together because of the opening of the passage of a thousand worlds competed.

And the self-aware god of yellow sand is a god who keeps to himself for the future of the race, and he doesn't have much ambition, so he is not greedy.

His eyes were set on an ordinary realm that had not given birth to gods, and was not rich in resources, but it was rich in water, and his goal was only to plan to lead his [5200] people to migrate to that realm that was considered ordinary.

That's all.

But honest gods who are so peaceful and don't even provoke anything will inevitably clash with more powerful gods in the end.

"Behind me is the race, and if I back down, it will be like burying the future of the race. ”

The God of the Yellow Sand pondered silently, among his priesthood, the Guardian of the Race occupied a lot of weight, and even the source of his main power.

And because of this, he was also influenced by these forces, no matter how he existed before he became a god, after choosing the guardian god as his priesthood, after a long period of tempering, he also became a guardian saint who thought about his own people.

At this time, he was thinking about whether to fight against the powerful beings based on the future of his race. Answer, of course.

There is no doubt that moving a group of nearly 100 million people from one world to another is a huge and cumbersome process, and even if it is protected by the gods, it will only shorten the time.

Therefore, the tall giant, whose whole body was made of rocks, finally appeared in a spatial gate that crossed the heavens and the earth, and his body rippled with earthy yellow divine brilliance, and with every step he fell, the structure of the earth was quietly changing.

......

"Choose to fight against me? Patronus, I see!"

In the core palace of the floating city in the shape of a positive twelve-side, the black-haired and golden-eyed young man reclined on the throne, supporting his slightly lazy face with one hand.

He didn't even need to look at the scene of the earth below, he manifested it all in his heart through Luo Tianjing. He has seen all the misery of human beings, but there are no emotional fluctuations.

It's just a humanoid intelligent race from another world, and it has no connection to his past. And the essence of the miserable scene below is nothing more than the oppression of a powerful race, the oppression of a weak race, the law of the jungle, no matter in which world, is the most basic law.

And the races that oppress the human race below are in some ways just a bunch of unlucky people. Born in a world where there is a lack of basic resources for growth, people and even nations are killing each other for natural resources that can be squandered at will in other worlds.

"I can understand that I want to change the sad fate of my own race, but why do you choose confrontation?"

Muria thought with some confusion, as if she was wondering how narrow the enemy's thinking was. But he didn't think of the attitude that his dependent, the dragon of the sun, Renata, had just shown to the outside world.

The dependents are so arrogant and unreasonable in the face of a god, as the master, how much better will their character be!

Observing the existence of the scene just now, even if you don't see Muria himself, you will subconsciously feel that he is a guy who is not easy to get along with and has an arrogant attitude.

"This is the true body of the gods?

In the Floating City, the three sisters, who had naturally come out with their father, looked at the gods who were walking towards the Floating City in surprise.

To be honest, it's really strange to see the true body of a god before the war even began. In Erathia, unless it is time to run out of ammunition and food, otherwise, even a budding new god will not casually expose his true body.

"Are the gods of the other world so reckless? Little Dragon Girl Tiffany was full of surprise.

"Maybe it's the limitations of this big world!" replied Muria, the rules of the big world he was in now were not as perfect as Erathia's, and the most notable feature was that the gods were almost unconstrained in the world and could roam around.

Similarly, the fact that the gods were free to walk in the material realm also occurred in the ancient period of Erathia, and after many conflicts broke out between the gods and caused large-scale natural disasters, the world's constraints on the gods became more.

"Father, let me come in the first battle! this kind of poor god who doesn't even have an artifact is not worth your shot, I can handle it,"

Katiea, who inherited the blood of the pure Titan, took the initiative to ask Muria to fight, and by the way, he vaguely patted Muria's ass, I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, anyway, Muria is quite comfortable.

"No matter how poor He is, he is still God!"

When Muria was in a good mood, he did not forget to warn his daughter that the boundary between gods and mortals was almost impossible to break, even if there was a miracle, the strongest legend could not kill a life in good condition, and the level was different.

"But if a little god pops up casually, it is really too cheap for me to make my own move. ”