The long sword in the hand of the firebearer split directly into the middle of one of the monsters that pounced on her.

The monster's corpse was cut in half, fell to the ground, and disappeared into dust, leaving nothing to fight on the floating island of rocks.

"The product of human emotions and illusions? It's not like a hero who has been sung. ”

The blonde Fuya was not angry that his soldiers had been slaughtered by the Flame Bearers.

Instead, she stared at the fire-bearer with a curious look that wanted to dissect and study it.

"This is the aggregate of faith that defeats anger? Interesting... How did you bring human consciousness together? She turned her gaze to Qiao Xiu again.

"Trade secrets, even if you say it, you can't learn it."

During this period, Qiao Xiu summoned the griffin beast hovering in the sky, and directly hugged Fuya and sat on the griffon beast.

"Stop."

Her eyes lit up, and the moment Qiao Xiu sat on the griffin beast and lifted into the air, an arm made of a large amount of gray liquid stretched out from the endless abyss under the rocky island.

They rushed straight at the griffon, trying to drag it underground... But the next second these arms were greeted by a scorching rain of fire.

The rocky island she was standing on shook suddenly, and five beams of light appeared in front of her.

This beam is the image of the heroes of the Holy Spirit entering the battlefield.

Fuya overcame the fear in her heart at this moment, or rather, she remembered that she had no reason to be afraid of the proliferating version of herself.

Because she has a lot of heroes under her command who are too strong.

The summoner of the Rain of Fire is the all-rounder that Fuya has the most skilled control.

These heroes from the Holy Spirit are not the same as the player characters of the rift in the world.

Every hero in the Holy Spirit is loved by tens of thousands, if not hundreds of thousands, of players, and the power they have gathered has long been beyond the limitations of a single player character in a rift in the world.

A torrential rain of flames took over the entire space.

The scorching flames burned the arm that tried to grab the griffon, and the other heroic tremor stepped directly on the isolated island of rocks floating in mid-air.

The entire island shattered into debris in an instant, and she was completely out of balance because of the shattering of the island.

Qiao Xiu glanced at the Fuya proliferator standing on the fragment of the lonely island, and directly controlled the griffin to fly away from this strange place.

"That Fuya, can you send me a message before you go to bed next time?"

Qiao Xiu didn't think that the proliferator would be so resigned, it was already a very abnormal thing for Fuya to fall asleep for two days in a row.

In case this girl was sleepy again on the third day, Qiao Xiu might not be able to come over so quickly.

Fuya still didn't answer Qiao Xiu in any words, just curled up in Qiao Xiu's arms and nodded gently, and then her figure gradually blurred, and finally disappeared.

Qiao Xiu did not give to leave this world of consciousness.

Sitting on the back of the griffin beast with a bird's-eye view of the entire world of consciousness, the Fuya multiplier type below was also watching Qiao Xiu.

Qiao Xiu controlled the griffin beast and slowly landed on the broken stone, also in front of the proliferating Fuya.

"If you stay here, you may not be able to leave." She seemed surprised that Josieu would take the initiative to land in front of her.

"Actually, I've been thinking about one thing just now, what kind of thing is that big eye, right?" Qiao Xiu asked.

"Looks like you know a lot." She nodded to confirm Qiao Xiu's guess.

The tone in which she communicated with Qiao Xiu was very friendly, sounding like she was chatting with a friend, but the gray liquid floating around the rubble was not so friendly.

They gathered around the rocks, as if they were about to pose some kind of monster and pounce on Qiao Xiu.

"What I know is... This thing invaded the world hundreds of years ago, right? Qiao Xiu pointed to the big eye in the sky.

The eye felt the direction Qiao Xiu was pointing, and slowly stared its pupils at Qiao Xiu's body.

At this moment, Qiao Xiu felt that his heart was a little panicked, something terrifying was about to pour into his consciousness, and the gray liquid behind Qiao Xiu gradually formed some monster-like existence.

"You know it's not a good idea to leave it here alone." A smile appeared on her face again.

"But hundreds of years ago... Aren't the things outside the realm banished by the heroes and gods of the conscious world? ”

Qiao Xiu's next sentence made the smile on her face slowly disappear.

"The gods you're referring to have been captured by me, and they're not going to shelter anyone anymore." She said.

"Actually, there is still one, but she can't fight much now."

Qiao Xiu remembered the goddess of order in Loydle, but with Loyddell's current combat power, he just had to sell Moe a little and wave the flag and shout in the rear.

"So where does your confidence come from? Those that surfaced before... The phantom of the hero? ”

She turned her head slightly and tapped her fingertips on her chin, which did look very girly.

But Qiao Xiu wasn't sure what the real age of the girl with Fuya's appearance was... After all, Fuya is now hundreds of years old.

"Confidence? Hundreds of years ago, humans possessed magic technology, although it was better than... Now Nolan is a little more powerful, but they haven't developed the Internet, they haven't developed movies, and all collective visions are just limited to gods created by some religions, I don't know if you can understand what I mean. Qiao Xiu said.

"The network... Movie? She silently muttered the two unfamiliar words, "I don't really know these things, but does it matter?" Strange strangers. ”

"Human beliefs may vary or diverge according to nations and races, but... There is no distinction between online and gaming liking, and these entertainment cultures are more likely to fascinate people than religion. ”

"What the hell are you trying to say?"

A feeling of uneasiness suddenly rose in her heart, and she retracted the smile on her face and took a step back.

"I mean... It's still too late for you to run. ”

Qiao Xiu raised his hand, and the scorching light suddenly bloomed in the entire pitch-black consciousness space.

The sudden burst of light stung her eyes, and when her vision was restored again, all the gray fog that had enveloped Qiao Xiu had dissipated.

And she saw a white bird on Qiao Xiu's arm.

"Arthur... Crowe? Your race must be dying. She instantly recognized the identity of the white bird.

As the World Tree of Arthur Crowe... The High Elves have gradually embarked on a down-and-out path, but it is a pity that they have met Qiao Xiu's existence.

Her body gradually became transparent under the bright light, and if she continued to stand here, she would disappear completely.

She herself was aware of this, and a gray mist hung over her... The next moment, her figure disappeared in front of Qiao Xiu's eyes along with the big eyes in the sky.

"Ahh Ran. ”

Qiao Xiu still had something to ask about this proliferating Fuya, but it seemed that there was no such opportunity.

"Her soul gives me a very familiar feeling." Shiratori turned his head to Qiao Xiu and said.

"Familiar? It could be that humanity is connected with the destruction of Arthur Crowe... But the out-of-bounds thing doesn't look as strong as I thought it would be, at least until I'm done eating. ”

Qiao Xiu looked at the cracks in the sky that were gradually repaired, hundreds of years ago, the gods and those heroes could unite to disperse things outside the realm, and now Qiao Xiu has hundreds of thousands of gods... There should be no reason why you can't win this thing.

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PS: I've been thinking about the main line from yesterday to today, and the main line of this book should be the impact of the earth's culture on the world, and the gray fog is just a secondary line... But lately, I've been trying to figure out how to adjust my focus, and that's... In fact, what I want to write most later is the plot of raising a daughter.