The inhabitants of the 300 planets have reluctantly moved out of their hometowns under the government's combination of hard and soft measures.

Having to take away all the resources they could take away within the specified time, the scene became chaotic, and the plague beasts began to gradually plan in imitation of human architectural styles, starting from the most central planet and gradually expanding to the periphery.

They lost more than eighty percent of their members in the recent war, and it took a long time to recover for the tribe to recover.

The universe won't give them much time, and there will be less than ten years before they face a cataclysm, and when the universe is restarted, even the calamity beasts will disappear.

Ma Yang told the gods what he knew, and everyone except the prophet was amazed when they heard the news.

"Then it makes sense, according to the future scenario I saw, there is no shadow of human existence in any timeline, which means that we will be wiped out when the universe restarts."

"Then the condition to avoid the extermination of the clan can only be to promote to a god-level civilization?" The sword god asked.

"It can only be a god-level civilization, otherwise that envoy won't be weird."

"Then we humans don't have a chance, now a few of us use that secret technique, what level can we reach?"

Due to the Supreme Realm, their power origins belong to the same body, and they are able to use secret techniques to gather their aura to achieve the effect of temporarily raising their levels.

The premise is that the members who use the arcane arts must be 100% human in their bloodline, and they must leave a foundation in the Supreme Realm, which is a building made of forging divine soil.

"If Ma Yang is willing to join, it is only enough for the Heavenly Mandate level, and ten years will not reach the level of the eternal level." Shang Xian's face was a little pale, he didn't expect the fate of human beings to be so pale.

The congenital deficiency of the body is the biggest problem facing human beings, and strengthening the body from all aspects through cultivation will waste that short but precious life.

The primary civilization is clearly still underrooted, and despite the existence of the High Realm, which avoids many threats, it has almost cut off the path to advancement.

For some reason, the Terrans have been unable to advance to the civilization level, even if they are as strong as a cloud, they can easily defeat the intermediate civilization and plunder territory and resources.

The powerful side cannot be seen by the federal government, and the saints are well aware of the thirst for power and the greed buried in the hearts of those in power.

This greedy desire will swell with it no matter what level of life it is promoted.

"But the timeline has not completely lost hope for us, and through Ma Yang's eyes, I have seen the scene of human activities, which are much more prosperous than they are now." The prophet presented what he had seen to everyone through secret techniques.

But Ma Yang found that these people's faces only kept a false smile, and he didn't know what would happen in the future period.

"We have 10 years to go, and hope is always there." Ma Yang opened the invitation letter, bit his finger through, and blood dripped on the letter. Those strange words pulsed in front of my eyes, as if they had life.

The unique light of the remote teleportation lingered around Ma Yang, and the next arrangement was conveyed through the communicator

To the ears of the generals.

"Commander Peng, I'm coming back this time solely to allow the Terran to continue to survive, so please don't maintain a hostile relationship, and please please convey my goodwill to the federal government."

Their conversation did not shy away from Peng Liang, and they naturally understood it. The gods of the High Realm have never spoken to deceive ordinary people, and this is certainly no exception.

"You don't mind if I send the footage to the military, do you?"

"Preferably, it's time to let the human intelligence centers know the gravity of this matter."

The feeling of tearing the space became more and more obvious, and Ma Yang's eyes began to be filled with colorless ripples.

"How far does it take to teleport with such a strong tearing force?"

Seeing Ma Yang who was flooded by the light, the gods were a little surprised, how far away was the position of this world ceremony.

"No, it's not just spatial teleportation, it's time mixed with this attribute!" The Prophet was all too familiar with the smell of time, and just as the light was about to disappear before his eyes, he noticed tiny starlight flecks that seemed to be almost the same color as spatial teleportation.

But their power is not the same, and the starlight spots contain the power of time, which can only be perceived by prophets who also possess this power.

Of course, Ma Yang won't know these things, he has turned into a streamer and is speeding forward in time and space at this time, and the whole body entity is converted into particles, and after arriving at the location, he will reconstitute his body.

That's why space teleportation is one of the most dangerous and relatively safe ways to move quickly.

Once they deviate from the teleportation path, it is difficult for the particles to reassemble, and the living beings quickly dissipate as simple energy as they are exposed to the air.

And this time it is not only the teleportation of space, but the location of the world view ceremony seems to be set up on a specific timeline, and without the coordinates of the invitation letter, it must not be discovered by outsiders.

I feel the changes that have occurred in my body, which was originally the position of my palm, and I received instructions from the brain after manipulating it, but there was no shadow of my palm in my sight.

The discomfort caused by the space-time teleportation was much worse than expected, and the points of light that Ma Yang had turned into were trembling, and began to touch the edge of the passage uncontrollably.

"Put it away for me, as my body, I have to be obedient now!" Nervousness spreads throughout the body, and the tearing sensation caused by high-speed movement causes the particles that touch the wall of the tunnel to discrete outward.

At this time, the body does not feel anything, but is controlled by the will of nothingness.

"It's not just that there is space, the color around the channel is different, and the life force contained in the particles close to the channel will be lost much faster, or even directly extinguished, so there won't be the power of space, right?" While Ma Yang made a quick judgment, he tried his best to make the particles huddle together and condense as much as possible.

So where is the worldview ceremony, will it be buried in history, or will it appear and be in the future?

The few particles that are lost are lost forever, and after experiencing space-time teleportation, they will more or less reduce their strength, but fortunately, there will be potions on the other side of the teleportation array that can replenish energy.

I don't know how long it took

Because there is no feeling in the passage, there is no concept of time and space at all, only the light in front of the passage is noted, and all the particles are smashed on the hard metal plate, and then slowly sink and re-pile on the ground.

He could clearly hear the language around him, but Ma Yang couldn't understand these words at all.

With the help of external forces, the particles gradually distorted and re-transformed into entities, standing neatly dressed in the room, with metal plates that had just been impacted under their feet, and special materials were specially designed to stop the guests who had been teleported in time and space, without directly hitting the ground and causing the particles to scatter.

"He doesn't seem to understand our language, he's a creature of the lower races." The three guests who were in charge of receiving the guests who came to watch the ceremony also had three eyes, and when they saw Ma Yang standing in place at a loss, they handed him a seed.

Seeing the other party's movements, Ma Yang understood that this kind of seed seemed to be eaten for him.

When he first came here, the surrounding buildings were strangely shaped, and under the repeated explanations of these three staff members, Ma Yang finally figured out the function of this kind of sub, and after opening his mouth to eat, he was able to understand the language here in a short time.

Seeing that Ma Yang seemed to be able to understand, the staff simply explained: "This is the viewing area set up by the Bright God Clan, please show your invitation letter."

Ma Yang handed him the invitation, and the text on it changed again.

"The place where you are is in District 1, I didn't expect you to make us a distinguished guest of the Light God Clan, please come with me." The three-eyed man walked ahead, muttering quietly.

Which big guy invited this low-level creature over? Doesn't it look like you're going to attend the ceremony? It smells like a hillbilly.

Ma Yang, on the other hand, was deeply shocked by his surroundings: the sky was made up of distinctly different areas, and this place looked like an island floating in time and space from the outside.

The surrounding buildings are made of stone, in an ancient style, and the staff follow them to the outside of the building that looks like the Colosseum in ancient Rome, and embed invitations into the stone doors.

"Sir, please come in, now that the performance of the worldview salute has begun, the specific process will be teleported to your consciousness after you enter."

Following the guiding cursor that appeared out of thin air, Ma Yang came to the assigned seat. All the seats here are small and independent spaces, and when you enter them, you change the environment with your consciousness.

The humanized design allows the audience to enjoy the most comfortable process.

"Are the humans here?" On the top floor of Ma Yang's seat was the private room of the VIP seat, and the messenger who had sent the messenger was sitting with several similarly dressed people drinking drinks.

The virtual image of the staff member appeared in the private room, and he replied respectfully, "He has already entered the audience seat, do you want me to call up the real-time footage?"

"No, let him watch the show in peace first." The messenger waved his hand to the staff to step down.

"Your chosen creature is a little too weak, isn't it? It seems that our Bright God Clan will not be able to get any benefit from this ceremony. The other messenger had a sad face.

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Don't underestimate him, he's a Terran, and I'm sure he can surprise us. ”

Since god-level civilizations are not affected by the reboot of the universe, the technology that has been inherited and developed in an infinite period of time completely exceeds the imagination of the creatures of the following civilizations.

And what bothers them is how to pass the time that is too free.

Therefore, the creatures of the god-level civilization created this kind of viewing activity, not only as the leader in the vast multi-event celebration, but also to cater to the subtle changes brought about by the restart of the universe.

New companions will be born during the time when the universe is restarted, so whenever this happens, each clan will send emissaries into the universe and send out invitations to invite some warriors to duel in the ring.

Victory in the duel will result in a magical substance that can improve the creature of a god-level civilization.

But on the other hand, it is also to find a civilization that can become a companion within ten years, and only the strongest can get the help of a god-level civilization and survive the catastrophe.

Ma Yang didn't know these things at all, and as a creature of a primary civilization, he couldn't get in touch with these things at all on weekdays.

(End of chapter)