Sun Daoren could feel an indescribable dark power lingering in his fingers.

Or, more precisely, the small black banner he holds.

Although the level of the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners has not yet reached the exaggerated concept of an artifact.

But when it comes to killing and looting, the destructive power it can display is rare among extraordinary magical equipment.

Of course, this kind of power refers to the Mankiba in its complete state.

Now the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags held by Sun Daoren are still just a weak empty shell.

But even if it was just an empty shell, Sun Daoren could already feel its strength and ...... Rebellious.

So-called, all things have animism.

However, as a piece of magical equipment, it is generally not endowed with intelligence.

Even those artifacts don't necessarily have souls of their own.

It is well known that such a thing as the soul can bring about a troublesome concept - freedom.

Even for archmages who study souls, they don't wantonly create "real" life.

Those powerful constructed beings are actually capable of attaining higher levels of intelligence and thinking patterns.

This topic was actually very interesting to the archmages at first.

But after an unexpected incident, the subject was completely shelved by the archmages.

At this stage, the concept of constructing life began to be understood......

A truly constructed life is a true life that has the concept of "self".

Unfortunately, not all intelligent life forces recognize their "ego".

All in all, the so-called "self-concept" of magical equipment is sometimes not necessarily so accurate.

But for users, that may not be an illusion.

This is the realm of transcendent power and psychic sympathy, and it is one of the mainstream topics that legendary psychiatrists have been studying.

Sun Daoren couldn't describe what he was feeling at the moment, but he did clearly feel the resistance of the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners.

It is a rebellious evil soldier, not driven by the weak......

Even, as time passed, Sun Daoren seemed to feel some kind of cold gaze.

Hallucinations began to appear in front of his eyes, and some twisted evil began to shake before his eyes......

Sun Daoren restrained his mind for a moment, he naturally knew that this was an illusion.

After all, this is a dangerous area that is considered a forbidden place by evil creatures......

Even if it is an evil god, he has paid eternal silence for his recklessness.

This is not a place where evil dares to plunder......

Sun Daoren put the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners in his backpack, and he was thinking about the harvest of souls.

Naturally, he knew the evil of that kind of behavior, and even among the Taoists, he kept it secret.

Sun Daoren raised his head, and the starry sky outside the cave was exceptionally bright.

He had wanted to be a dashing cloud that swept away with the breeze.

But having seen the vastness of the starry sky in the universe and experienced the near-eternal light and heat of the stars, it seems that the dream of a cloud is beginning to seem a little thin.

It can't carry much, not even the fall of a meteor......

And for the sea of stars, how insignificant is a meteor.

If he only wants the greed of one lifetime, he will already be satisfied.

But how to fill the deep thirst of the soul, the joy of reading the grotesque of the gods when I was a child?

Countless pictures passed in front of Sun Daoren's eyes, and he was making a decision about something that was not very kind.

Light and shadow were intertwined on Sun Daoren's face.

Is it for the best of good, or is it for the evil?

The ethics of the world, the fetters of the world, and the smoke of the past seem to be swirled into a fog......

They are like chains, and like pythons in the earth, spitting out scarlet serpent letters......

And in more distant areas, there seems to be melodious singing......

The expression on Sun Daoren's face seemed to change slightly.

He seemed to have some enlightenment, and the realm that had not been transformed for a long time had loosened slightly.

Legend, or Avenue?

Maybe it was there, he thought, just above the boundless firmament......

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"You apply for a Collective Destiny Event: Fate's Repentance Settlement ......"

"Basic Settlement Assessment ...... in progress"

"You met the minimum settlement scoring criteria, settled, and are in the process of settling ......"

"Ongoing Destiny Event Scoring ......"

"Your overall destiny rating is: 87 (collective destiny rating)"

"Based on your relevant referrer rules, you get 17 dimensional coordinates (base rewards)."

Yi Qiu did not wait for the other participants, he chose to settle in advance.

For his part, he has obtained what he needs.

Yi Qiu touched his bald head, and the space pulled behind him into an absurd and distorted picture.

He liked this kind of flight, at least Yi Qiu didn't think it would be better to set up a special flight channel here.

He is a staple of the way of order, but that doesn't mean he's the embodiment of order.

In many cases, the distinction between order and chaos is so blurred.

Its edges are hidden in the dark, so much so that people can't tell them apart.

The philosophical and worldview of a free and intelligent life is very complex.

But for the deep sea, those impermanent waves are only part of its grandeur and order.

The disorder you can see is only because you are stuck in a finite realm......

The ultra-long-distance transmission of space is undoubtedly very convenient.

While it can sometimes be a less than pleasant experience, it greatly reduces the time it takes to travel on the plane.

When the wrinkles of the space began to return to calm and stability, Yi Qiu returned to his material world.

The star, called the "Sun", as always, shows that it is in its prime.

It was a day to be happy, as Yi Qiu sensed certain fluctuations coming from the suppressed area.

It looks like those crops are doing well......

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"Prophet, the breeze tells me: you decided to stay in front of this barren plane?"

"I can't fathom your wisdom, so I'd like to hear from you."

As the leader of the last few forest elves, King of Redion, Dharraal, looked at Prophet Terasim with some confusion and asked.

"Elven King, you don't need to be so humble."

Prophet Terasim looked at the young elven king.

In fact, the Elven King was much older than him.

A long life, of course, there will be some problems.

But their wisdom is still far beyond the reach of many human beings who burn life.

"Like the wisdom of your ancient kings, no one has ever denied the wisdom and courage of the elves."

"The guidance I have given is nothing but a revelation from fate."

Prophet Terasim looked at the blue starry sky in front of him, and it was so pure......

Surrounded by the vast void around it, this piece of purity seemed so dazzling......