As soon as Gargamel, the Lord of the Holy Mountain, appeared, he waved his jade lotus-like arm to shut down all the energy supply systems, ending the attack of the thousands of cannon barrels of the Holy Mountain.

Gargamel then roared at all the Sages, "You little fools, are you tired of it? Why did you come up with the idea of using a trackless cannon swarm? Don't you know how much effort I've put into collecting and storing this energy over the years? ”

Gargamel scolded bitterly, scolding the Sages under his command to the point that they were incomplete, and the Sages fell to their knees and did not dare to respond, and in front of the Lord of the Mountain, the Sages were just a group of small quails.

"Lord Mountain, it's not that we have to use energy reserves, but that we ......," a sage summoned up the courage to explain, "but because the dignity of the holy mountain was offended, that man was so angry that he beat us to the ground, and he also beat Lord Thor away, and we were forced to use energy in desperation." ”

Gargamel turned his head and looked at the ground, the black hole in the air had gradually begun to dissipate as the ship's energy cannon stopped, and a figure was floating in midair.

"This guy ...... It's a familiar taste, and I remember it even after peeling the skin! Gargamel stared at Wang Qiang, who was unconscious, his eyes shining with a strange light, and his beautiful face was so white that there was no blood.

……

Wang Qiang woke up from a coma, his whole body was weak and his head hurt.

This feeling was so uncomfortable, Wang Qiang coughed and found that he even had pain in breathing.

This time the injury was not light, Wang Qiang laughed at himself.

When he was hit by artillery fire, he tried his best to release all the energy in his body, just to save thousands of living beings, and almost put himself in it.

It's also strange to say that when those natives targeted themselves, they killed a lot of people without blinking their eyes, but when they turned their heads, they had to put their lives on the line to save them, and the contradiction of human nature was really unclear.

Wang Qiang looked up and found himself in a huge palace.

It was a magnificent palace, with crystal floors and ceilings reflecting a quiet shimmer, several magnificent crystal lamps were shining softly and comfortably, and not far away, a huge jasper dresser was placed, and a woman was dressing up.

Did you cross over?

Such a harmonious scene should only appear in the Qing court drama.

Wang Qiang thought.

From the woman's back, it can be seen that this is a good-looking guy, no matter how bad it is, at least he is at the level of a back killer. She was wearing a soft plain white gauze dress, and she was sitting in front of the dresser combing her cloud-like hair, looking extremely gentle and beautiful.

Wang Qiang thought about it for a while and found that he was indeed lying on a woman's boudoir, which seemed very illogical.

In the moment before he fell into a coma, he was still fighting against the artillery fire of the holy mountain, and after he woke up, he was lying on the woman's kneeling bed.

"Ahem!" Wang Qiang coughed softly, deliberately attracting the woman's attention.

Sure enough, the woman who was grooming turned her head and looked at herself.

Sure enough, this is a very beautiful woman, Wang Qiang smiled, his judgment is getting more and more accurate.

"You woke up sooner than I thought." The woman looked at the mouth and spoke.

Wang Qiang struggled to sit up from the bed, feeling the condition of his body, but found that his body was extremely bad, at least more than seven or eight internal organ wounds, and the subtle crystals of his body were still slowly recovering, this kind of injury he had hardly encountered, and he didn't know when he would recover to be intact.

"Where am I?" Wang Qiang asked.

"This is Glenshire, a spaceship that can travel interstellarly, but unfortunately it is broken now, by the way, in your mouth, this place should be called the Holy Mountain."

"Holy Mountain, I see." Wang Qiang suddenly realized, no wonder this place is magnificent, and he is on the holy mountain.

"We are enemies, why do you want to save me?" Wang Qiang asked.

"Enemies? This word has a kind of meaning, if you are an enemy and you are dead, since you have been saved, it means that you are not an enemy. The woman said, handing a crystal cup to Wang Qiang.

"Not an enemy?" Wang Qiang took the cup, looked at the green liquid in the cup, and his stomach twitched.

"Of course it's not an enemy, there should be some misunderstanding, at least that's what I think. Drink these things, it's good for your body, it's a rare tonic, it's good for your body. The woman said.

Wang Qiang looked at the cup, thinking that if the other party wanted to kill him, he would have done it a long time ago when he was unconscious, and he didn't need any indiscriminate means, so he drank the liquid in the cup. Immediately, Wang Qiang rushed to his body, and a wave of heat energy filled his body.

"Thank you!" Wang Qiang said to the woman.

The woman smiled, and the lights in the palace instantly brightened several degrees.

\, you don't have to know. The woman explained.

Wang Qiang nodded and said, "My name is Wang Qiang...... Earthling. ”

The woman pursed her lips and smiled: "Earthlings, hehe, in the parallel space world known to me, there are more than 115,600 planets named Earth, and the undiscovered Earths should be many times that number." Don't you know the coordinates of the Earth you're on? ”

"Coordinates?" Wang Qiang shook his head and said, "I don't know what the coordinates are, I don't even know how I got here, can you give me the answer?" ”

Gargamel listened to Wang Qiang's words and began to pace around the room, and then, the woman looked at Wang Qiang and asked, "Whose servant are you?" ”

"Servants?" Wang Qiang was stunned.

Gargamel asked three times, and Wang Qiang was stunned three times, which really made people look anxious.

The woman looked at Wang Qiang and said, "Judging from the origin of your species, you are 100% a native of a parallel space, but the life essence you possess is comparable to the most powerful Monteiro original race...... Do you understand what this means? ”

Wang Qiang shook his head.

The woman continued, "This shows that the original clan that gave you the essence of life is very powerful, at least the top character among the Monteiro original clan. ”

Wang Qiang thought for a moment and said, "Oak, Saint Oak." ”

The woman's eyes froze, and she replied in a trembling voice, "Mujahideen Oak. Apalazago (ellipsis a series of pronunciations)? ”

Wang Qiang thought for a moment and replied, "If you are talking about the god race, maybe it is it. ”

Gargamel stretched out his arm, asked for a thick-skinned book, and then flipped through it: "It turns out that you are its servant, no wonder the life essence is so powerful, but this also seems wrong, in my case, the record of Oak, it does not have the ability to simulate the dark cave sky." ”

Wang Qiang was in a fog: "I don't understand what you mean, but I heard Oak say that I became like this because of the genetic sequence I got from him." It also says that their race of gods transcends time and space and are the darlings of the universe. ”

Gargamel threw the book out, and it flew back to its place.

"The race of gods? These Monteiro natives are arrogant to the extreme, maybe biologically speaking, they are the top, but they are not gods! Gargamel's words were full of sarcasm.

Wang Qiang looked at this beautiful woman and asked, "What is the Monteiro Yuan Clan?" ”

Gargamel replied, "The Monteiro Field, which is very far away from here, requires a long cosmic journey through several huge wormholes. That star field has long since been destroyed in the flames of war, and the gods and creatures you speak of are nothing more than a group of interstellar wanderers who have escaped destruction. ”

"I see!" Wang Qiang was thoughtful. But Wang Qiang immediately discovered that something was wrong: "Aren't you a god race?" ”

Wang Qiang couldn't change his words for a while.

Gargamel replied, "Of course I'm not a Monteiro original!" I'm just a servant! ”

Wang Qiang understood that this person seemed to be just like himself, just a servant of a divine creature.

"What about your sect master?" Wang Qiang asked.

Gargamel thought about it for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Dead! Tens of thousands of years ago, it died. Glen Charles is its legacy to me. ”

"Glen Shire? Holy Mountain? ”

Gargamel nodded, "That's right, my suzerain is an outlier among the Monteiro clan, who has spent his life studying the ultimate material concept of the universe, and Glen Charles is its ship. However, it was unlucky, and in a civil war, it was killed by its kind, and Glen Charles was also severely damaged...... Later, I used parallel coordinates to move the ship to another parallel dimension, and I was able to avoid the fate of the ship's complete destruction. ”

Wang Qiang understood, it turned out to be like this.

"You have a good rest, according to your physical condition, you will have to rest for at least a while before you recover." Gargamel said.

"Wait a minute." Wang Qiang shouted.

"Huh?" Gargamel asked.

"How long was I unconscious?" Wang Qiang asked.

"Three months." Gargamel replied.

"Absolute time on Earth." Gargamel added.

Wang Qiang's head twitched, and he was in a coma for three months, so ......

"So, what about the tribes of the ground?" Wang Qiang asked.

"Indigenous?" Gargamel rolled his eyes: "You better take care of yourself, you still have the leisure to take care of others." ”

With that, Gargamel turned and left.

However, Gargamel's voice still reached Wang Qiang's ears lightly.

"I dismissed those natives, for the sake of what they contributed, they are more useful to me alive, and besides, I have already laughed at that dragon beast of yours."

……

Wang Qiang lived in the holy mountain, reading various books every day to pass the time, and after more than a month, Wang Qiang gradually recovered.

On this day, Wang Qiang opened the door of the palace and walked out of the room.

What catches your eye is a huge tree with red leaves.

It was a huge, eerie giant tree, with a trunk of more than fifty meters in diameter and a bark as red as blood.

Wang Qiang slowly walked towards the big tree and stopped in front of the big tree.

At this time, a leaf fluttered and fell from the top of his head, and a palm-sized red leaf just fell into Wang Qiang's hand.

Wang Qiang picked up the leaves and looked at them, but saw that there was an outline of a human face on the pentagonal leaves.

That's right, human face, it's a bit of an inexplicable horror.

Just as Wang Qiang was looking at the giant tree, a voice came from behind him.

"This tree is what they call a sacred tree." Gargamel's voice rang out behind him.

Wang Qiang looked back and saw Gargamel floating in mid-air, with a cloud behind him, Wang Qiang couldn't help but smile: "You usually walk like this?" ”

Gargamel disagreed: "Why can't you use your ability?" It makes sense. ”

As he spoke, Gargamel floated to the tree.

As Gargamel approached the sacred tree, the leaves of the sacred tree rustled, as if countless people were whispering.

"Why was it that when I ate the fruit of the sacred tree, I was able to understand the words of the locals and communicate without hindrance?" Wang Qiang asked.

Gargamel reached out and stroked the tree, and when Gargamel's hand touched the tree, the whispering of the leaves stopped.

\ head: "yes, I want to know. You don't want to sell it. ”

Gargamel laughed, "This rakshasa was hunted here, guess what's chasing it?" ”

"I know this, they were hunted down by the god race, because they attacked the god race's ship, Hene, causing the death of hundreds of dormant god races." Wang Qiang said.

Gargamel looked at Wang Qiang, his eyes showing some exclamation: "Do you know this? Did Oak tell you all this? ”

Wang Qiang felt a little proud: "Is this the secret you are talking about?" I'm sorry I know, but I also know that Oak has completely wiped out the Rakshasa race, and the Rakshasa has also wiped out the other two 'human' races in the previous parallel time-travel. ”

Wang Qiang didn't vomit or be unhappy, and Daddy Oak told him everything about Gargamel, and he was really frank and messy Brother Qiang.

Gargamel pondered: "I didn't expect Oak to tell you all these things, this is not in line with the character of the Monteiro race, you know, they are notoriously arrogant and arrogant, they always think that they are omnipotent higher creatures, they are not willing to communicate with each other, even to their own people." ”

Wang Qiang thought for a moment and said, "You don't seem to know much about the current situation of the god race. ”

"Oh? There seems to be a story, let's hear it. Gargamel was interested.

At this moment, Wang Qiang slowly narrated and told Gargamel the news that the god race was terminally ill and that the Oak rebel race had set off a civil war against the gods.

After listening to Wang Qiang's words, Gargamel reacted and sighed: "I didn't expect that the invincible Monteiro Yuan clan would come to this point. ”

Chatting to this point, there were countless small messages hidden in the language of the two sides, Wang Qiang thought keenly, and then asked: "Since you are a servant of a certain god race, why do you seem to know nothing about the civil war of the god race?" ”

Gargamel sighed and continued, "Actually, my situation is not what you imagined. ”

"Oh?" Wang Qiang said strangely.

Gargamel continued to sigh, "It's been a long, long time since I ever spoke to anyone, but you're a good person to talk to. ”