Chapter 372: Farewell, Undead of the Old Era (Part I.)

The sun-like mechanical god hung silently in the sky, blazing flames tumbling around him, countless slender mechanical tentacles falling from his mechanical body, one by one floating beside him, swaying like the tentacles of the king squid.

Beneath the body of the god of machines, the two of them confronted each other from afar-

"O Messiah, I have not denied your dedication to watching countless epochs, nor have I admired the nobility of your single-handedly sealing the fog of namelessness for hundreds of millions of years...... This battle is not to vent anger, but just a judgmentβ€”" Xiao Yao's voice became more and more determined, "Judge who is more qualified to accept the authority to choose the path for this world!" I don't think of it yet, but I believe that there must be a goodend somewhere that doesn't need to create an apocalypse, doesn't need to compromise with the gods of the old days! ”

"Goodend...... Maybe you're right, maybe there's a slim chance that there's somewhere in the world, but I'm not going to allow such a gamble...... Let's get started, and let the victor take over the power to choose the future. The Messiah looked at his golden skin, and he was getting used to the flesh and blood that belonged to Riel, a "human" body, but with a great power comparable to that of a god.

Will the outcome of this battle be that the gods of the old era once again dominate the life and death of civilization, or will the humans of the new era break with the gods and create their own future?

"Wait a minute!" The girl's crisp voice came from afar, as if an angel from heaven was whispering.

Xiao Yao's whole body trembled violently, and the words seemed to penetrate the endless time and space and cut directly into his heart, as if he had returned to the former Jiangluo at this moment, and the girl with rose-red hair stood at the familiar alley and smiled sweetly at herself.

The sound of the wind is like the tide of the sea, and the tide is about to drown him, and someone in the tide looks at his back, and her gaze is like the tide. It was a gaze that was all too familiar before! That's a gaze that he will never admit to mistake, no matter how long time passes!

For a moment, there was only him and that gaze in the vast world, the gaze like a sea of crimson flowers, swept from behind, washing his mind blank!

He had the urge to cry, and it was only a few years, but for some reason he had the illusion that he was in a different world.

Xiao Yao turned his head slowly, he was still afraid, afraid that the plot would reappear like in countless idol dramas - there was a sight in the crowd that made you familiar, and you tried your best to touch the shoulder of that figure, only to find that it was just a stranger with the same eyes.

"Xiao Yao, long time no see...... During this time, you have suffered a lot. Elizabeth looked at Xiao Yao with a smile, her dexterous batwing flying behind her, "I would like to give you a comforting hug, but it doesn't seem to be the right situation right now." ”

Dong Bin ...... In the end, it's also a copy of my consciousness, underestimating him. The Messiah system looked at Elizabeth's figure and shook his head gently, "Do you also want to fight with Xiao Yao?" ”

"No, as you said, Xiao Yao wants to represent the entire human civilization to challenge the Rare civilization you represent, so if I just join the battle, two representatives on the human side will make this judgment seem less fair......" Elizabeth shook her head, but there was a hint of cunning in her smart crimson eyes, "However, this does not mean that Xiao Yao has to fight alone." ”

"That's ......" Messiah's pupils contracted instantly, he saw the existence behind Elizabeth, and at this moment understood what Dong Bin told Elizabeth-

The burly titan giant slammed his electric tomahawk to the ground, and One-Eye cast his cold gaze on the two in the sky.

The butterfly elf flickered its butterfly-like wings and flew dexterously, and the dots of fluorescence around it spread like ripples on the surface of the water.

Rota's worm-like body was encased in a metal exoskeleton, and countless recharged light cannons were erected high.

The Naga's serpentine tail swayed nimbly over the rocks, and the white mist spread wildly around it as if it were alive.

The Star Spirit's body made of pure energy shimmered with the brilliance of the stars, and his erratic body shimmered with indescribable colors.

"Titans, butterfly elves, Naga, Star Spirits, Law

Tower! They come from a civilization that has been started by you five times! Their civilization is irretrievable, but they, like humanity, have never recognized the verdict of you, the dictator! Elizabeth said in a singing voice, "Although it is a belated war for them, you still owe them a war." ”

"You've turned on ...... Tomb of the Dead? The Messianic system sighed softly as he looked at the creatures of different civilizations who looked at them with hatred, regret, or sorrow.

"Yes, Tomb of the Dead! Every generation of civilization you have preserved a part of the individuals, and I have selected the strongest ones among those metal coffins that have been frozen for an unknown number of eras! Elizabeth raised her head, "Xiao Yao is not the only one who will challenge you next!" ”

The Messianic system did not allow the intelligent races that had created civilizations to be wiped out like that, and before the end of each day, he would choose hundreds of powerful individuals to freeze in his body, which was also a kind of commemoration of the civilization that once existed, and he also used the memories of those races to recreate those "historical remnants" that could almost be faked for those who wanted to know some truth. ”

Later, this part of the shell that stored the last orphans of different civilizations was divided by him, and became the "tomb of the dead" now guarded by the "gatekeeper" Murray.

Yes, the tombs of the dead, where they sleep, are the last of the dead belonging to the old era.

The butterfly elves flutter dexterously at Elizabeth's side, and as a race represented by "beauty", she has a beautiful face and a singing voice.

She slowly raised her head and looked at the high mechanical god with a very complicated look - "From the little sister of the human race, we have learned everything, why our civilization has fallen, and we have learned that you have been carrying a mission for hundreds of millions of years...... We admire you, but that doesn't mean we'll forgive you! ”

"My name is Lisa! The last saintess of the butterfly elf clan! Even though our civilization has fallen, I still stand here! As long as I'm standing here, I can't forgive you for everything you've ever done! ”