At this moment, the prophet god was like a demon god in heaven and earth, and with a burst of applause, the golden branches suddenly pulled out a purple-gold god seat from the mind of the god of speed, shining brightly, stabbing the eyes of the gods.

This position was condensed into a seal that fell into the hands of the prophetic God. Then he condensed it on the trunk of the tree, like a purple and gold dragon scale.

"After stripping the gods, please take the gods as a warning, don't make mistakes in the future."

Ahem, let's explain it in layman's terms: I'll be obedient in the future.

The prophet sat down and spoke again, "God of ruin, let you find the location of the star god again, for a month to come."

"Subordinates take orders!"

The god of ruin, this is the old god left over from ancient times, at this moment, he did not hesitate, directly received the order, flew away from Qixia Mountain, and meticulously completed the task assigned by the prophet god, not caring about any danger at all.

This is the contrast between the old and the new gods.

"The gods of the new generation have been a little slack in recent days, and from tomorrow onwards, they will all practice, catch and train in pairs, fight, improve their fighting awareness, and always be ready to fight."

The gods of the younger generation can only obey orders.

The prophet god left, and he didn't even look at the god of speed, and the old god left, and they all despised the god of speed, and the new gods glanced at the deposed god of speed, and also rolled their eyes and left with a shameful smile.

The god of speed now? has been stripped of the divine position, leaving only an old body, presumably it will not be long before he will die of old age. This presence? It has no use value.

Naturally, these new gods will not bother with him anymore! That's the reality. Even some of the items left behind by the god of speed will be stripped by these gods.

The god of speed was losing his soul at the moment, and he was as soft as a puddle of mud on the ground. looked at the sky with empty eyes, and a strong sense of death appeared in his heart.

Although the God of Speed hates the Prophet God, what can he do at this moment? Although the god of speed hates these superficial brother gods who have never made a move, what can he do at this moment?

The feeling of falling from a god to a mortal is something that no one can understand.

Late at night, the god of speed slowly got up from the ground and returned to his own blessed land in a lonely place.

......

Within the Yang Castle.

Qin Fang, as the city lord, had disappeared for two months.

During this time, Yangcheng has not been chaotic, and even more prosperous, and everything is developing in a good direction.

The second small town was also defeated and successfully merged into Yangcheng, which made Yangcheng's strength increase in an instant. Nowadays, Yangcheng has become a behemoth among the surrounding towns.

This little shrimp seems to have become a giant whale in an instant, with the status of a hegemon, and can devour everything around it.

It's just that these days, Qin Ling'er is still worried about Qin Fang's situation, after all, he hasn't appeared from the nutrition warehouse for two months.

Even if the Tibetan soil kept telling Qin Ling'er [Black Widow], Qin Fang had no problem, he was just brushing the map. But Black Widow still sensed something was wrong. What if you're just brushing? How is it possible not to quit the game?

During this time, in her spare time, Black Widow also landed on the Mandate of Heaven and created a character, and this real feeling attracted Black Widow in an instant. She is not stupid, she has long known about Qin Fang's situation.

But what puzzled her? Why was he killed by the Emperor of Heaven, and Qin Fang couldn't be resurrected again? Where did he go? This game? Isn't it linked to reality? I have to say, this is the acumen of Black Widow.

"It's fine."

This was the thirtieth time the Black Widow had asked about Qin Fang's situation, but Zangtu always answered like this.

This made the Black Widow wonder if the Tibetan soil behind the door had harmed Qin Fang. After all, only Tibetan Tu and Qin Fang coexisted in this room.

Tibetan soil: It's really okay, the boss's indicators are very normal. Just don't know? Why he couldn't wake up.

In desperation, Black Widow had no choice but to leave.

......

Mandate of Heaven.

These days, Batian is undoubtedly the most eager player.

In the first month of the player's disappearance, Batian didn't feel anything, but this month, Batian was very uncomfortable. His outfit? I can't keep up.

The fifty-eighth-level Batian is still wearing the gold-level equipment of the fifty-fifth level, although this attribute is already very high in the eyes of ordinary players, but it is not up to the standard of the Batian at all. The feeling of farming monsters in the past? Gone.

Even if it was an ordinary fifty-eighth-level monster, he had to cut seventy or eighty knives, which really made him speechless.

To know? In the past, he was a child. These little Karami are not enough for him to see.

Player? To be able to give him this unique feeling is nothing more than spending some copper coins. But this thing is a copper coin? It's a good thing.,It's definitely cool.。 During this time, Batian kept contacting the player, but the result was: not in the service area.

Batian is very sad, he doesn't want to farm monsters anymore, it's just torture.

Not only Batian, but also players who have bought equipment forged by me? It's all about that.

This group of players has to sigh from the bottom of my heart: Although the player's equipment is expensive, it is expensive and valuable.

"Where's I, the player? Where did the death go? I still want to buy equipment from him."

The local tyrants couldn't help but want to buy top-notch equipment.

"During this time, I was also looking for the player, but I didn't get any reply."

"I don't know, how do you feel like he's gone?"

"I don't know, this kid, don't you want to make money?"

"10 million copper coins, to buy a fifty-five-level purple gold level equipment."

The local tyrants offered sky-high prices and wanted to get a piece of equipment.

No one cares, there is no price!

......

In the darkness of space.

If Qin Fang knew about it, everyone would miss him so much...... If you equip it, it's really gratifying.

this day.

Qin Fang stopped forging and he began to think.

How to really embark on a new road of forging, only by forging? No, you have to use your brain.

"No, no, no, in this case, the flexibility of the forging material is not guaranteed at all."

"Shouldn't that be the case?"

"Yes, yes, yes, it should be like this, I have a hunch."

The player keeps taking out the paper and pen from the backpack, constantly calculating, and deducing. In the end, the thickness of the paper became thicker and thicker, and Qin Fang's ideas became more and more perfect, and his confidence became more and more full.

"Your idea is good, but...... Change the soup but not the medicine."

Suddenly, Qin Fang suddenly heard such a voice.

Qin Fang was frightened on the spot, and looked around, there was absolute darkness, there was no human figure, could it be that he was hallucinating?

Qin Fang immediately thought of a terrible idea: when a person is trapped in a desperate situation for a long time, he will give birth to a second consciousness and communicate with himself, which is commonly said, that is, neurosis.

Could it be that you are sick?

Qin Fang was a little scared, a little worried about his own situation.

"What do you think of my forging path? What do you think?"

Qin Fang still decided to ask if it was the second consciousness of the self.

"Your forging may seem new, but in fact, you are repeating the same old path, forging equipment without lighting a flame? What kind of innovation is this, isn't it purification and quenching?"

This voice seemed to look down on Qin Fang's idea.

Qin Fang was momentary, as if he had been hit by thunder, and this sentence overturned everything about him. However, when he thought about it, it was true, his brand new forging? It's rubbish indeed.

"Who are you?"

After a long time, Qin Fang asked this sentence.

"I am the god of plague."

When Qin Fang heard this, he was immediately shocked, as if he had crashed, completely lost his ability to think, and froze in place. Plague God? How could there be a plague god here?

"You? Are you the Plague God?"

Qin Fang stammered. To be honest, Qin Fang was a little excited at the moment.

In his previous life, even if Qin Fang's forging technique reached a certain peak, he still had never seen the Plague Law God.

In the next second, the Plague Law Divine Body flashed with a pure white light, shining brightly, forcing back the pitch darkness around him, revealing a peerless figure.

The appearance of the plague god is a young man, wearing a set of cyan robes, smiling, very peaceful, the black qi outside his body is like a swimming fish, constantly drilling out of his body, entering, looking very friendly.

This? Qin Fang was surprised. This isn't the plague god. This is completely different from the propaganda poster of the plague god he saw.

The plague god in the poster? It's not a "chaos" costume, the mask covers the face, it's very hideous, with a terrifying scythe on his back, and the black qi outside the body is three feet high, really like a messenger from hell.

"Hello, I'm the Plague God."

At this moment, the plague god was like a big brother in the neighbor's house, and he never had any shelf.

"Hello, I'm a player, my name is Qin Fang, my gender is male, and I am a professional blacksmith......

Qin Fang nervously reported to his home and blushed all the information.

"I'll get you out first."

After the plague god finished speaking, a terrifying scythe appeared behind him, tearing it up, and this pitch-black space was suddenly torn in half, like a canopy of heaven was cut open, and a wisp of white light, a free air, descended on Qin Fang's body.

Qin Fang didn't dare to think that the Plague Law God was here to save him.

This treatment? Not even a prophet God has it.

【Ding, welcome back to the Destiny Continent. 】

[Ding, you have an unread message 99999]

[Ding, you have a missed communication 99999]

[Ding, you have unread mail 99999]

Qin Fang smiled helplessly when he heard such a system prompt.

In his impression, how far away he was from entering the dark space? The past two years have passed, and these information about the equipment you are looking for? It's long expired, and his forging level? It's not the highest.

He? It should be outdated!

Thankfully, he had purchased the most advanced nutrition pod, otherwise? He really may not be able to hold on, maybe he will be turned into a dry corpse a long time ago.

"Hey, something is wrong, this latest email? Why is it October 1st? Could it be possible?"

Qin Fang searched for the email like crazy, and after a while, his head was dizzy and he was sure of one thing: he had only been gone for two months? How can it be?

[Ding, the player Batian requests communication, whether to agree or not.] 】

Qin Fang looked at this system prompt sound, looked at the time below, and fell into deep thought.

But he still chose to hang up, after all, the existence of the pinnacle of the entire game is still standing beside him!