There's something wrong with you, right?

Seeing that when Tan Fengyang looked back on the past, there was a large wave of people planning to assassinate him, and Li Qian almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

One or two mouths said, the elf queen Ze is the world, and it is very good to us.

But for the sake of our future, so the elven queen has to die.

Look, what you're talking about.

To say that during the period when Tan Fengyang ruled the mainland, all ethnic groups were indeed flourishing.

Whether it's a half-orc or a human, the strength is actually much stronger than a few decades ago.

For example, the orcs, who had a race of farts a few decades ago.

In total, there were no more than a thousand people, all of whom escaped from the laboratory.

It is in these years that some people have developed.

As for human beings, needless to say, a few decades ago there were not even level eight wizards.

When the three witches fought against Barend, Circe relied on his indulgent cultivation method to forcibly touch the threshold of the seventh level.

But look at the present, there are quite a few seventh-level wizards in the palace alone, not counting those scattered among the people.

These developments are all due to Tan Fengyang's research in alchemy.

If it weren't for Tan Fengyang, these two races would have been wiped out by the Demon Beast long ago.

Although he didn't see the movement on the side of the Warcraft, Li Qian could know with his toes that the Warcraft must be trying to kill Tan Fengyang and then hurry.

"But this time he's going to be bad."

Li Qian touched his chin and said with a smile.

As the creator god from God's point of view, he naturally saw clearly what was going on with Barend.

"Let's just see what happens, after all, I didn't expect this matter that Warcraft would have this plan."

"Boy, it's time to face the calamity of life."

……

Two hundred and three years of Argos.

Naurudo Mountains.

The moon is bright in the sky, and the gray-black volcano also shows a bit of holiness.

In the crater, the magma seems to never stop, churning and tumbling all the time.

A figure was slowly moving towards the crater, the cliff-like face of the mountain, as if it had no effect on her.

"Son, I've come to see you."

Tan Fengyang came to the crater and laughed at the magma.

Of course, no creature responded to him.

Ballidor, who had been sealed here, had long since been absorbed by him and became a part of his power.

Looking at the crater, Tan Fengyang sighed.

If it weren't for his good son, he would still be able to beat Barende back then, but it wouldn't be so easy.

In fact, Tan Fengyang himself didn't expect that the body of the elf queen born from the Tree of Life could be tenacious to the point of being immune to the beast and demon.

Of course, this is also because Barend's attack is not strong enough.

But if Barende advances again, he is not an opponent.

"Fortunately, this guy didn't advance."

However, after exploring over the years, Tan Fengyang faintly felt that if he could advance to the ninth order, he might be embarking on the road to becoming a god.

It's a pity that I don't have enough talent, so I can only go so far.

If you want to become a god, you can't abandon the body born from the tree of life and re-cultivate with a human body.

It seems that because of the elves' outstanding talents, the ninth-order gate is always closed, and it can't be opened at all, which is the most regrettable thing for Tan Fengyang.

"Of course you can't, there are so many genes fused in your body, and even the gene chain is messy, how can you break through."

Li Qian took a sip of tea and said indifferently.

The path to godhood may seem difficult, but in fact there are traces to follow.

If you want to become a god, the first thing you have to do is to sort out your own gene chain, otherwise there is no hope at all.

For example, if a creature wants to evolve into a god, it must optimize its genetic chain to the extreme.

Tan Fengyang is good, there are a lot of gene chains of various creatures in the body, and if you want to become a god, you must optimize each gene chain to the extreme.

How is this possible!

Of course, not all elves are like this.

Most of the elves after Tan Fengyang began to differentiate in various ways and had various talents.

Some are born close to water, some are naturally close to fire, and some prefer to live in the dark.

This is because when the Tree of Life fuses new elven races, it will constantly optimize the gene fusion scheme to fuse the mutually beneficial genes together.

Therefore, while the elves' abilities are constantly optimized, they will also differentiate into different races.

Although they can no longer be like Tan Fengyang, they have all-encompassing abilities, but their chances of becoming gods will be much greater.

"Speaking of which, if you become a god, what power will you have?" Li Qian said curiously.

The system was silent for a moment and gave him a reply.

[According to the system's calculations, after becoming a god, he may have the power to create a new world.] 】

Li Qian was stunned: "Create a new world, is it the same as me?" ”

[Not much different.] 】

Hearing this, Li Qian suddenly became a little interested. Get up.

"And do they have a chance to become gods?"

[Becoming a god requires opening up the fifth genoculus, and the difficulty of opening up increases exponentially. 】

Hearing this, Li Qian immediately understood.

It's not a question of whether it's hard or not.

exponential growth, even the probability of opening up the second gene locus and becoming an existence beyond ordinary people is only one in a million.

In terms of exponential growth...... It is estimated that he will have to wait until he is old, and he may not be able to wait until he becomes a god.

"Forget it, it's really useless to count on others, let's hurry up and figure out a way by yourself."

In the Naurudo Mountains, Tan Fengyang stared at the churning magma and was silent.

After a long time, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the four directions with a light smile.

"Don't hide, come out."

The sound echoed between the clouds and the mountain tops, and it never dissipated.

I don't know how long it took, but finally a figure slowly walked out from under the cliff.

"Honorable Lord Galadriel, Harbia, King of the Orc Realm, has my way to you."

Harpius folded his hands behind him, wearing a gown that could only be worn during grand celebrations.

On the other side, an old man slowly descended from the sky, followed by a tall young fighter.

The old man put on his wizard hat, bowed slightly, and said respectfully: "Greif, the first wizard of the royal kingdom of Argos, see the Elven Queen." ”

The position of the three of them showed a trend of encirclement, encircling the faintly passionate Tan Fengyang in the middle.

Tan Fengyang carried his hands behind his back, his eyes were indifferent, and the momentum of dominating the world spontaneously appeared.

"It's just you, if you want to kill me, it's a little too much."

He naturally knew what these people were coming for.

As a generation of elf queens, Tan Fengyang will naturally not sit still.

However, the three of them did not rush to speak, but turned their heads to look in the same direction.

A figure in a black robe slowly descended from the mountain.