Li Qing's consciousness was attached to Herodotus from beginning to end, emulating him.

However, even the wrong direction was copied, and he also had a broken crystal nucleus and embarked on the same wrong path.

This made Li Qing feel a little emotional, after all, civilization is not achieved overnight.

At this moment.

The man sitting on the throne also had a broken ruby on his forehead, but he just glanced at him, his eyes were cold, and he said the truth lightly:

"Curious? I also tried to step into this realm, but I also failed, and I am about to leave this world and die. ”

Herodotus quickly recovered from his astonishment.

Previously, the other party had a similar crown of six-thorned thorns.

Now that he has stepped into this same realm, from beginning to end, the other party should just be a recovery force.

This is the way it is.

He is not the first to create, he is just chasing the monuments of civilization in front of him, emulating him.

However, it seems that the other side has also failed.

The crystal nucleus is shattered, and his life is short.

He is just a temporary revival of will, and failure is normal.

It seems that this realm is not so easy to break through.

Suddenly, he felt that his failure was acceptable, and his heart was relieved a lot and became more comfortable.

A deep voice came:

"Boy! You can get this far, even in our time, it is extremely amazing, I am far inferior to you at your age. ”

In his seat, the Demon Monarch Emperor chuckled, revealing a bit of nostalgia and melancholy.

"The first breath, the third realm, the fourth realm, and even the fifth realm are broken in half, if in our time, some old guys must be fighting to the death for you and want to take you as an apprentice."

With a pair of reddish-brown eyes, he quietly tells the vicissitudes of the world.

"In today's world, after all, there are some powerful characters."

"How many eras have passed, how many civilizations have perished, from the disappearance of the giant god king of the Enshige Giant Dynasty in the shattering war, to the Ash King of the broken black earth in the Black Mirror Queen falling into eternal sleep, and the demigod Geer of the Sky Realm breaking through the crystal wall, entering the vast chaos, disappearing and not returning..."

Everyone was terrified, and their bodies involuntarily trembled.

"Every one of them shines brightly, but it's a pity..."

"Those who have had glory in the splendor, but they have all disappeared into waves in the times, and the ancient gods outside the chaos are used as pawns, so that endless worlds can fight for them, even if the world is barren and the earth falls..."

"Many civilizations have stepped into the true half-true gods, covered in thorns, but only a few have broken free from fate and hidden, such as I am not dead, sleeping in the old days."

"And you..."

The man suddenly laughed.

"No, it's you."

He looked at Herodotus in front of him, as well as countless abyss mages, and there seemed to be a bit of anticipation in his eyes, and said:

"If we can set foot in this realm, maybe this era of civilization is expected to climb to the peak before us, and even break into the road we have never succeeded."

"The civilization of this era may not be a flash in the waves, you are already qualified to know my name."

"'Fist' Norron."

The name is short, named after a simple fist, and it seems plain and ordinary.

In fact, the title "organ" may have a heavy meaning throughout the evolutionary history of organisms.

The road of endless life evolution in the field of fists has reached the pinnacle, no one is invincible, and one punch opens the world, perhaps it can be called the word "fist".

And that terrifying punch, as the world has seen, has indeed entered an incredible situation.

"In this era, maybe it will surpass us."

The ancient demon monarch in front of him, Norkron, suddenly thought of something, and looked at Talus who had suddenly climbed back again.

He was embarrassed.

If it weren't for the Demon Hand, which provided the Slime Sovereign's regeneration abilities, he might have died in an instant.

Demon Monarch Norkronn frowned and said, "Talus, you are still weak, not as good as him, this is my last gift." ”

He took the broken ruby from his forehead and placed it on the man's hand.

The whole palace suddenly fell silent.

But Nollonn instantly lost the core of his life, gradually melted, and completely turned into a thin old man.

"It's really interesting, in this era, there are some surprising possibilities."

The sound echoed throughout the Abyss Palace.

"The gods are long gone, the saints have passed away quietly, and God never really loves the world, just as the world never really loves himself, but only the truth that is in the dark."

"Fight for blood, go through wars, even if the world is barren and lives are destroyed, and the heroes of the times roar on the mountain peaks, they must chase the lofty desire of the sky."

Bang la blah.

A ripple of sea rippled, and the three Abyss Masters quickly split to the ground.

This time the temporary came, and that ancient existence finally turned into history and returned to eternal silence.

....

At the same time.

Talus first set the ruby on his forehead and looked at the elven king Herodotus.

This man has less than sixty seconds left to live, and at the last moment, he will definitely want to bulldoze the upper echelons of the entire abyss world.

"Please, then, the second decisive battle." Talus spoke, he was already the strongest person in the abyss world, carrying the life and death of the entire race.

The decisive battle was completely launched.

Bang!!

Almost at the same time, their battle broke out for the second time in an instant.

There was a broken dark red gem crystal nucleus in the center of both eyebrows, and they stepped into that realm in the underworld in half a step, and this terrifying power completely burst out.

Bang bang bang!

After several encounters, the two sides hit the abyss under the sea and came to the surface.

Bang bang bang!

The crystal wall sky overhead, casting a faint afterglow, the evening sun is witnessing the two people in this myth.

They fought all the way, constantly moving the battlefield, hitting the world passage of the junction, hitting the elven world, and constantly colliding on the earth.

The whole world seems to have become their battlefield.

Mud-made houses shattered.

Trees are falling.

Circles of waves swept across the land, and countless dust flew up.

Bang!

In the next moment, their battle had come under the World Tree, constantly climbing huge trunks, jumping among the branches and leaves, and constantly chasing.

The battle of a few tens of seconds in life seems to have passed for centuries.

Herodotus is enjoying the last afterglow, composing the last madness.

...

The other side.

Minis took the gods who had become mortals and watched the battle from afar.

That's an unbelievable crushing force.

Minis recalled the life of this man who was once hailed as a hero of the empire, and suddenly he had an extremely complicated impulse in his heart.

"I can't do anything." He suddenly couldn't help but fall to his knees, and the man, who was known as the closest to the God King, hid his face and wept bitterly like a cowardly child.

He cried not for Herodotus, but for the intense sense of powerlessness that could not decide his fate.

...

...

All of a sudden.

Electricity flowed on the leaves, and the whole world lit up.

A voice burst into laughter, and Herodotus finally let go:

"Hahahaha! I can't stop for the rest of my life! I just use this final battle, before killing you, to deduce a few more magic tricks and perfect the Elven Law! ”

Terrifying battles erupted in the trees, and electricity stirred.

Suddenly.

The leaves of the World Tree are ignited, the flames are burning everything, the sky is full of fog, the smell of choking is swallowing, and the fragile races on the ground are dying.

"Run!" On the earth, the human tribes and the elven tribes were running, screaming, and the chaotic scene was like a tragic scene of the end of the world.

The Terrans took refuge under the leadership of Archmage Anthony, and the Elven Nature Warden, Selidern, ran with the Elven people.

In this mobile fleeing team, the nature watcher Selidern looked at the picture on the tree of the sky world,

"The gods are dead, the World Tree is burning, who will protect us in the future?"

Archmage Anthony's face gradually became firm, "We will protect ourselves, and our own race will appear as our god." ”

...

At the junction of the world, in front of the tunnel, the high-level people of the abyss watched the overwhelming flames from afar.

The sky is hot and rolling.

Earth flames swept into the sky.

The Crypt Lord Athlon and the Naga Witch Sylph looked side by side at the devastating scroll, and their hearts were suppressed by horror.

The Crypt Lord Asron raised his head and muttered, "In the land of the elven gods, the gifts of their respective worlds are added to one person, and the kings of both sides are engaged in a final war. ”

The branches and leaves of the sacred tree were set on fire, and they were burned to the point of being riddled with holes.

The flaming World Tree erupted in another blazing light.

Bang la la la la ~~~

Half of the land was shrouded in flames, bombarding the vast land and sweeping the prairie fire.

It was as if the entire elven kingdom was shrouded in the primordial era that could never be returned to and had become a distant ideal.

Thousands of years later, these charred stones, smoked into a hazy gray crystal wall, are a sign of the world's incredible war of destruction.

And at that time, presumably the people would have left this description by word of mouth:

"In ancient times, the human race and the elves were born, the rules of the world have not yet been differentiated, the times are changing like flames, and the god king Herodotus used all the burning embers to turn into the elven law that opened the era of divine magic."