Time is like flowing water, and there is no return.

The messenger sat in the stands on the edge of the floating city, her long skirt floating under the platform, she thought about this sentence repeatedly, occasionally looked at her crystallized hand, thought for a long time, and finally, sighed silently.

Before the Great Migration began, Lord Nuwa transferred her out of Xuandu to take over the work of the Twelve Miracles Report, and no longer had to go under the sea of clouds.

But it wasn't long before she needed to return to the sea of clouds and bring a high-ranking archer into the Tower of Babel to receive a confidential mission from the Pangu chieftain.

Why do I have to do such a thing? The messenger thought, she is in charge of the twelve miracles!

It wasn't until she brought the archer named Hou Yi from Bamboo Book City into the Tower of Babel that she realized that in order for the Tower of Miracle Sun to not fall into the hands of Western forces, it was necessary to destroy the resources of the planet's blood before they ran out.

When Hou Yi was transforming weapons in the Yunluo River, the envoy received a secret order from Nuwa, and she must go with the archers to copy the data of the Sun Tower that had not yet been destroyed and pass it to the core.

As with other miracles that have been completed, before sealing or destroying them, upload the data to the Santa Lun Tower, wait for the core to restart, and the earth civilization will cover the continent, and the miracle will return to glory.

The black-haired young human asked with a lot of news, "Lord Emissary, is there anything strange on my face?"

"Not ......," said the messenger, thought, with such a keen insight, that she could see through the mask that her gaze rested on him.

But no matter how you look at it, they're all ordinary humans!

The emissary looked at the golden bow and arrow in his hand, apparently loaded with an energy channeling device.

"I don't understand, why did the gods destroy the Tower of the Sun?" The brunette asked.

The messenger was shocked when he heard this, and his tone was unwavering, "I'm just a messenger. ”

Hou Yi raised her eyebrows, the implication of her words, don't ask her, she doesn't know.

The young man didn't speak, he followed the messenger up to the huge magic circle, and the golden light rose into the sky, turning into blue light and appearing in the extreme north.

"Wow, that's a powerful demonic power." Hou Yi exclaimed, is this the power of the gods?

The messenger gave him a deep look, raised his hand, and pointed to the ten towers on the horizon, "That's your goal." ”

"What a miraculous creation." Hou Yi looked at the ten towers that shone brightly and exclaimed.

What was once a cold Far North is now in full bloom.

White flowers bloomed on the hills, and the messenger floated in the air and said to him: "I can only take you here, and if you get any closer, you will be discovered by the guards."

"It's okay, I'll fix them here." Hou Yi closed one eye and put on his bow and arrow, "However, I don't understand, as a creation of gods, why don't you destroy it yourself?" ”

The messenger had nothing to say, did you want to tell him that it was because the guardian of the miracle had left, and the Tower of the Sun, which had been revised, was no longer under the control of Lord Nuwa?

What can't be sealed can only be destroyed!

"Isn't such a powerful force going to waste?" A smile appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth, and as he spoke, the arrow shot towards the tower like a blast of wind.

“！” The envoy was shocked when she heard this, and only then did she look at this unattractive young man, what did he mean by this?

At this time, she received an instruction to send coordinates to Tianyan.

Hou Yi succeeded.

He accomplished the feat of destroying the Nine Towers of the Sun.

But he was fascinated by this dazzling and unheard of crystallization, which symbolized the perfect combination of demonic dao and mechanical arts.

His vacillation, and the obsessive gaze that was deeply attracted to the demonic path, were all detected by the watchers.

When Hou Yi planned to take this power for himself, the murder plan against him was also put on the agenda.

The last tower of the sun stands right in front of you.

Hou Yi's big bow pierced the throat of the patrol guard and infiltrated the tower.

There, sophisticated demonic mechanisms operate, producing a steady stream of energy.

After clearing all the guards, he raised his great bow.

The arrow pierced through the mechanism, and the operation of the Tower of the Sun was suspended.

To the watcher's surprise, all the energy did not dissipate like the previous nine towers, but all of them poured towards Hou Yi......

His arrow, the specially made arrow, became an energy channeling device, allowing him to absorb all the power created by the Demon Dao.

"It turns out that this is the light of the sun! I, the last sun. ”

Hou Yi's ordinary face began to become handsome, his black hair turned into silver shining with golden light, and the power of the Tower of the Sun radiated his right hand, turning into a golden hand connected with the bow and arrow, and behind him was like a messenger, revealing a talisman ring.

Hou Yi laughed wildly, his strength ...... Infinite power...... The huge bow and arrow are like toys in your hand, and this is what you want to be a human being: superhuman strength.

Now, the eyes can see farther away and the ears are more sensitive.

He soon sensed that something was approaching from a distant place.

At the same time, for the first time, the messenger of the Overseer took out two weapons and rushed towards him.

Those who hide in the shadows are more cautious than anyone expected.

He has dealt with many powerful new humans, and even before the Watcher's report arrives, he is determined to strangle the newborn hero.

Hou Yi, who embraced the brilliance of the sun with unwillingness and anger, finally fell asleep with the sun.

"Tsk, Lord Pangu, why don't you kill him?" The messenger was about to extract the power from the fallen demigod, but was stopped by the masked man with the giant sword.

"Just seal it up." He paused and said, "On the day the Tower of the Sun is reshaped, he will be the new Guardian." ”

......," the messenger did not believe, "but it is impossible for him to be controlled." ”

"It's not too late to kill him at that time, besides, he is also an experimental subject, which just proves Nuwa's idea." Although he also wanted to kill the newly god-like archer, Nuwa did not agree.

"What?" The messenger was surprised.

"To become a god from a mortal, you don't have to go through the art of reincarnation, as long as you gain great power, you can become a god."

But ...... "This is against the rules, and the messenger wanted to say it, but he didn't say it."

"Although they are demigods, they are also more powerful than us." He continued, "As our power wanes, the new humanity will become the master of the world, when these increasingly powerful new humanity understands that we are no longer a threat......

He didn't continue, looking at the ten towers of the sun that had exploded, lost in thought.

The messenger admired the beauty of the sight with him, and at their feet on the white-flowered hills, the bow of the demigod had slumbered.

"Let's go, the power of the Tower of the Sun is gone, and this place will be covered with snow and ice again."

"What about him?"

"Nuwa has already sealed it for you."

"Understood." The messenger said that she had translated the secret order into a command, and the golden wheel glowed brightly, slamming into the body of the demigod's bow, revealing golden lines on his body.

"Speaking of which, you don't know yet." He looked at the messenger and put away his giant sword, "Fuxi has already died in battle. ”

"I know." The messenger said, "When the leader left, Nuwa told me. ”

Even if the leader's body dissipates between heaven and earth, his spirit will remain in the heart of the mechanism and become her weapon!

"Huh? Could it be that there is really nothing in the world that Nuwa does not know? Pangu was a little confused, maybe that demonic creature was created by her!

"Yes, the eye knows everything."

"......" Pangu paused obviously before saying, "But there is something she doesn't know."

"What do you mean, Lord Pangu?" The messenger thought of only one possibility, and was a little skeptical, "No matter how you look at it, he's just an ordinary person!" ”

"You can't say that." Pangu said, "Don't you think that this demigod bow is an ordinary person?"

...... "Messenger (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞" It was my negligence. ”

"Even if you live for so many years, you still have a lot to learn!" Pangu chuckled, "The mystery of DNA changed the fate of those scholars, and only one of them was unknown and saw through our true colors. ”

"It turns out that supersapient beings can also weaken and grow old; It turns out that superintelligent beings also fear death and yearn for eternal life.

It turns out that the superintelligent body that has existed for such a long time is not immortal. "On different planes, the messenger and Hirsch read these words together.

The power of the Tower of the Sun dissipated, and the Emissary and Pangu floated in the clouds, watching as the snow covered the hills, the Tower of the Sun, the demigods' bows, and the swaying flowers.

"The forces of nature are the most terrifying." Pangu's tone was full of awe, "I was thinking that if there was anyone in this world who could talk to nature, he would become a god, a true god." ”

"But does that kind of person really exist?"

"The will of the world exists, and so does he!"

"I see."

"Speaking of which, he can talk to nature, and he can read you just as well." There was a hint of warning in Pangu's tone, "Before you hibernate, you have to reset your personality. ”

"Yes."