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On a platform as holy as a church square, the floor is made entirely of pure white bricks and tiles, without a trace of variegation.

In the center of the square, there was a ball of light that emitted a faint milky white light, which was gentle but inexplicably gave people a sense of sacredness that they did not dare to violate.

"Knock ......", a dark red giant beast appeared straight on the square, making a dull sound that only occurs when heavy objects land, and the pure white stone bricks on the ground do not know what material they are made of, but they seem to be ordinary but can be safe and sound under the pressure of dozens of tons, and the complex lines hollowed out on the surface of the masonry can be faintly seen, flashing a ray of luster.

"Roar-" The dark red dragon raised its head and let out a furious roar, and crimson waves of air erupted from its mouth, trying to attack the main god floating in the air, but it didn't even cause a fluctuation like attacking the air, and went straight through the ball of light, as if the two were not in the same dimension at all.

It seemed that it couldn't accept this, the dragon-shaped monster looked more and more manic, the gilded golden vertical pupils gradually dyed with gray chaos, the weird big eyes on the chest were also covered with bloodshots, the metallic sharp claws on the limbs were constantly flapping on the ground, the hideous dragon tail was upside down with metallic barbs, the surface emitted crimson light like a burning flame, and the tail end of the bone spurs like a swinging blade of the dragon's tail slashed across the ground from time to time, Amazingly, though, these murder weapons, which were powerful enough to tear through the alloy, did not leave even a trace on the ground.

Because it couldn't find the object to kill, the dragon that fell into a state of rage wantonly destroyed in the main god space, but whether it was the crimson tyrannical dragon breath or the sharp steel claws, or the sharp tail strike, there was no way to make a little change to this space, and after lasting for more than ten minutes, the dragon form formed by the entire Manhattan black light virus finally lost its energy supply, and the action of opening the dragon's mouth stagnated, turning into a large amount of black and red blood and dissipating.

An Asian boy with black hair was seen lying quietly on the ground.

After using the power from the yellow-clothed king Hasta in "Yellow Papers", An Yi completely fell into a state of rage, and the language from the old world caused his consciousness to collapse in an instant and fall into a chaotic and godless state.

Under the power of the evil god and the black light virus that gathered the whole of Manhattan, the genes of Anyi's continuous atavism were copied in an instant, although it was only for a moment, but it was enough to map some of the hidden characteristics of the genes.

This is a failed evolution, which is the result of pulling seedlings to help grow, and the appearance of a dragon alone does not even have the strength of one of the tens of millions of such fantasy species.

But it is also a correct direction, just like a group of people are breaking through the maze and others don't know where the end is, you have successfully seen the goal of going to the end, although you have to walk a lot, but you have a great advantage over others precisely because you have a clear direction to go.

Deduction from zero to one and reverse deduction from one to zero and then to one, the difficulty is very different, this magical opportunity has brought Anyi a valuable wealth in both body and experience, but it is never a good thing to receive the power of the gods of the old world, the power of the evil god itself is the most dangerous existence, even if it is not mixed with malice, opportunity and death coexist, can you wake up from the chaos of depravity to prove whether this is chance or death.

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"Where is this?" After reawakening from the chaos, An Yi saw that he seemed to be in a very strange environment, surrounded by gray fog, and faintly could hear someone whispering something in a strange language.

When he tried to make a departure move, the lack of muscle stretching texture and the unchanging environment made An Yi realize that something was wrong.

"Where's my body?" At this time, he was like a ball of gas, but his original body disappeared, and he was a little depressed and subconsciously wanted to leave, and the mist-like "body" slowly floated forward.

The feeling is peculiar but not at all uncomfortable because no one likes the feeling of not having a body.

"This place is a different dimension? But am I not abusing the original world? Shuttling through the gray mist, An Yi is now full of question marks: "I can still understand the world of magic change like "The Conjuring", where does the world of pure technology come from? Is it a wormhole? Wrong! It stands to reason that I should kill Elizabeth and return to the main god space? Wait a minute...... That unlucky Lord God won't fail to help me solve the problem of the evil god, right? ”

For An Yi, his last second memory is still stuck in the moment when he pronounced the strange syllables on the "Yellow Paper", because after that, his consciousness was completely collapsed by the language of the old world, and his body was completely taken over by instinct, which is commonly known as "rampage".

However, the reason why An Yi used the "Yellow Instrument" is because this is the last hole card in desperation, and on the other hand, he also has a trace of luck with the main god.

"Since you say that I am the only possibility, and since you want me to become the [God] of the multiverse, then you can't just watch me die, right?"

Although An Yi didn't want to admit that he had such a cowardly thought, he had to say that when he took out the yellow paperwork, there was indeed such a fluke in his heart.

This is a common problem of intelligent beings, and even peace of mind cannot avoid it.

But it seems that the main god may not be as friendly as he thinks, because although it is a little thick and dark on weekdays, the main god always gives him a feeling of good speech, so that An Yi has a very important illusion, although the main god originally stated that he would only carry out the rescue in the case of being taken away, but An Yi will always think that there is a possibility of luck, in fact, all this is just his imagination, when the reality covered An Yi with a basin of cold water, he completely woke up to a truth:

Even if you value it again, you have become God, not a dead man.

"Alas, it's not a parent, it's not a father or a mother, it's okay for people to be friends with you." An Yi, who had become gaseous, sighed and laughed at himself: "As a result, I still want to beg for this and that with a shy face." ”

After all, the only person you can rely on is yourself.

It may be that this gray space is so silent that An Yi can't help but think about it, because the concept of direction and distance has been completely lost here, so that An Yi floats straight forward like a headless fly, and can't see when the end will be.

I don't know how much time has passed, how far I have traveled, and in this place it seems that the concept of time and space does not even exist, but I move forward in chaos and ignorance until the first ray of light appears in front of me.

What appeared in front of An Yi's eyes was a completely unimaginable sight -

It was an incomparably huge [embryo], or a dead [embryo], and An Yi didn't know how he recognized it, obviously in front of him was an indescribable existence with no shape, no color, no weight, and completely indescribable, but just after looking at it, a word "chaotic fetal movement" inexplicably appeared in his mind.

"You're here, are you ready?" A deep voice sounded in Anyi's ears, and the voice sounded so calm and resolute, like a hero who was dying.

Looking up slightly, An Yi saw a figure wearing delicate armor kneeling on the "chaotic fetal movement", holding a pure white sword in his hand, the sword body was deeply inserted into the [embryo], and three pairs of white wings were stretched behind his back, exuding a holy milky white light.

I don't know why, looking at His back, An Yi inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity, familiar with his urge to cry.

"Who are you?" Even An Yi himself didn't notice how trembling his voice was.

"No, you're not ready." There was an unconcealable disappointment in his tone, which made An Yi's heart twitch inexplicably.

He wanted to open his mouth to ask the other party's identity again, but suddenly his eyes lit up, and everything in his eyes was occupied by a soft holy light.

When his vision returned to normal, a cold touch on his face woke An Yi.

Getting up in a trance, he looked around in confusion, and it was still the holy and solemn church square......

It's just that I can't see that white back anymore.

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PS: The new introduction is done, and this time there will probably be no more typography problems.

With a smile on his face and an MMP in his heart.

Anyway, what is the matter with my book review, people sit at home, and the pot comes from the sky. (Helpless expression)

Finally, ask for a recommendation vote, every time you can enter the top 2,000 rankings in the first two days, it's too miserable!