Chen Feng died.

Luo Yuan completely collapsed, and in desperation, he could only start reorganizing the world.

Wasteland everywhere.

Corner by corner.

Those guys don't know where to escape from the wilderness.

And Luo Yuan, now he wants to bring back the people who fled at the beginning, not only that, but he can't kill people indiscriminately, otherwise those guys would rather die than obey.

Maybe it's because of the criminal record.

So......

The road to the return of Luo Yuan's followers has never been longer.

His world backtracking plan, I don't know why it leaked out, and now almost everyone in the world knows that he Luo Yuan wants to destroy this world!

So......

No one wants to follow him.

In the end, Luo Yuan could only conquer violently, and then erase the memory.

As the most powerful being in the world, he began his long road of collecting, and during this period, only two people broke through to the stage of apostles.

Exceptionally pitiful.

He has too few followers.

If it was before, someone would break through the apostles every minute!

One month......

Two months......

Trimester......

Luo Yuan traveled to every corner of the world every day, looking for those who tried to be forgotten, and it took a long time to turn his followers into three million.

That's right.

Three months, only three million.

Because of many races, they would rather destroy than follow Luo Yuan.

For this.

Luo Yuan had to explain in a voice, this was before, and he didn't dare to imagine that Luo Yuan, who was so powerful, would be willing to explain anything to these ants.

But now, he had to speak out.

"I do intend to reorganize the world. ”

"But ......"

"Those who follow me will not be reorganized!"

These are Luo Yuan's words.

Simple.

Brusque.

Those who are wandering between life and death, there are really people who choose to follow Luo Yuan, since the world is destined to be destroyed, following such a person is better than death, right?

Many surrendered.

So.

Half a year later.

Luo Yuan finally ushered in the first apostle under his command to become a god, but he was a little regretful that the apostle impacted the god position......

It's a god who doesn't know what it is.

Kitchen God?

Or the god of food?

Hell knows.

In short, in this day and age, the role is not great.

But it doesn't matter, he believes that the future is bright.

Since there was the first time, the number of followers was even faster, and sure enough, with the expansion of the number of believers and his meditation cultivation, in the second half year, a full ten believers sprinted to the god position!

Of course, it all turned out to be a failure.

A group of strange gods appear.

Inadequate!

Far from enough!

Luo Yuan began to cultivate believers on a large scale.

Of course.

This time, Luo Yuan released a big move, "I plan to reorganize the world, the new world needs to be managed by gods, I won't let you wear a communication device anymore, those who surrender will have a chance to become gods......!"

"Obliteration!"

So, another group of creatures came.

They become resonators, become apostles, and constantly elevate themselves to eventually become gods.

In the third half year, the twelve apostles rushed to the throne.

In the fourth and half years, fifty apostles rushed to the throne.

In the fifth half year, a hundred apostles rushed to the throne.

In the sixth and half years, a thousand apostles rushed to the throne.

......

The number of people is growing.

The apostle who sprints to the god position is geometrically promoted!

These add up to a very terrifying number, however, there is still no one who has encountered the Doom God Rank, not a single god!

His face is so dark?

Luo Yuan was a little unwilling.

Could it be that Chen Feng ......

Luo Yuan suddenly thought of Chen Feng, who had disappeared for a long time.

"Is Chen Feng alive or dead?"

"Die. ”

Lucky Aura's answer was as concise as ever.

Yes is yes.

No is nothing.

Lucky Aura may be unknown, but it's never wrong.

So......

Am I just plain black-faced?

"Doom Divine Throne ......"

"Where the hell are you. ”

Luo Yuan sighed.

He knew the odds were low, but he didn't expect them to be so low.

He shook his head and continued his long journey of cultivating gods, much like the games he had played before, just to farm out a legendary piece of equipment......

Two thousand ......

Three thousand......

4,000 ......

......

The number of breakthrough gods is increasing.

With Luo Yuan's conquest in the past few years, half of the world finally surrendered to him, and Luo Yuan also gave up continuing to expand the search, because there was no point in it.

Now.

He once again had billions of living beings, though half.

The remaining half, I don't know where to hide, it's too difficult to find, after all, the world is too big, and those guys are like ants......

And the gods are blessed, it's too much time to find.

But.

None of this matters.

What Luo Yuan is doing now is to let his believers continue to improve, keep breaking through, and finally become gods!

Groups of gods appeared.

Ten thousand......

Twenty thousand......

Thirty thousand......

......

Never before has there been such a number of gods.

Even in the era of the creation of gods, the so-called 100,000 gods were not complete, and now, under Luo Yuan's cultivation, after five years, ten years, and fifteen years......

Or even twenty years!

100,000 gods were actually cultivated.

This amount is terrifying!

However.

Luo Yuan was not satisfied.

Because there are 100,000 gods, and none of them have the rank of Doom!

Rubbish!

It's all rubbish!

Luo Yuan's mentality exploded.

He was sure that if it was a gacha game, he would have abandoned the pit a long time ago!

He thought that he was the ultimate victor, however, who would have thought that Chen Feng had been dead for so long, and he hadn't even controlled the world!

Vaguely.

He seemed to see Chen Feng.

Even if that guy is dead, he seems to be mocking himself!

You see......

Even if I die, you can't make it.

"Damn it!"

Luo Yuan's mentality exploded.

It's been twenty years!! it's been twenty years!!

And on this very day.

Suddenly.

Someone came with news and found what Chen Feng had left behind.

"Bring it. ”

Luo Yuan came to the spirit.

Soon.

A note was sent with only a few barely legible words on it.

"When I'm dead, you think you've won? ”

"Perhaps, among the gods you have cultivated......"

"I'll wait. ”

"Waiting for him to overthrow you!"

Rumble!

Luo Yuan smashed the note.

There is no scum left.

No wonder......

No wonder you can't find bad luck!

This bastard actually hides his bad luck in other gods, so one of those damn guys, those who became gods, one of them might have mastered bad luck?!

"Good. ”

"If so, then ......"

A cold light flashed in Luo Yuan's eyes.

Next.

He demanded that each god wear the wristband communicator again, causing a huge panic.

"Your Excellency, you said you wouldn't wear a communicator anymore. ”

"Yes. ”

"You promised us. ”

"My lord, you are the supreme god king, you can't talk without words. ”

The gods were terrified, they knew what a wristband communicator was, and they knew that it was real fear, and once they put that thing on, they couldn't even kill themselves!