Bang la blah.

On the other side, Li Qing's consciousness slowly returned to his body and opened his eyes in the third room laboratory.

Today's Li Qing has completed the second stage of superpower transformation.

The gains in all aspects have not yet been concretely tested.

But he clearly felt that he could control the opening of his eye superpowers at will.

Open your eyes and there will never be danger again.

I can already act like a normal person.

Thanks to Herodotus this time, he allowed himself to have an adventure and crossed this dangerous period in one breath.

Completely broke out of the cocoon and became a butterfly.

"I have to say, it was a surprise." He said in his heart.

At this moment.

Li Qing found that he could not only sense the waves around him, but also go out of his body.

After one's soul is out of the body, the eyes of the soul also have the ability to [awaken] creatures.

At the last moment, Li Qing was out of his body and tried to look at Herodotus with his eyes to see if he could save Herodotus if he could save Herodotus.

But it's a pity...

He still disappeared from heaven and earth.

However, Li Qing had a wonderful feeling.

I was still aware of Herodotus' existence, and when I switched Herodotus's perspective, I found that it was a perspective from above.

After his death, Herodotus's consciousness turned into a gust of wind, wandering through the entire crystal wall.

Even, through the glass, from the first elf room, to the living room, to the second abyss world, and to the laboratory in front of him.

It's wandering around his own sealed laboratory, like a groundbinder.

At first, Li Qing thought he had become a soul.

But later, I gradually found that his soul had no consciousness at all, just wandering at will, without self, like a mess of soul consciousness garbage.

"If you don't save it, you're probably still dead."

Li Qing sighed in his heart.

"Also, it's almost impossible to have a miracle in the first place, and it is only natural that there is no success."

"Before his death, he was about to lose himself, in order to survive, he swallowed the seventeen trillion remnants of the entire civilization, swallowed the will of more than six thousand gods, he was already a collection of countless consciousnesses, facing collapse."

"He has no ego anymore, and at this moment, a statue has become a cemetery of the old days that confuses the consciousness of the gods."

"Even the cemetery is inappropriate, as if this is an unconscious monster of void chaos, the dregs of old civilization, the evil of chaos."

This integrated consciousness wandering soul floats in mid-air, condensed.

Although the specific cause is unknown, it may be possible to replace the role of the camera.

As long as you cut to the perspective of this "zombie dependent", you can become this wind and observe the earth.

After all, after what happened right in front of you, the camera was no longer suitable for further use.

However, it is a trivial matter to have a camera or not, and there are too many ways to replace monitoring the earth today.

"Hey, I still haven't survived."

Li Qing suddenly sighed.

An Atabia, who built the Tower of Babel in vain to become a giant, sleeps forever in the trees.

A Herodotus, becoming the ultimate creature trying to possess a crystal nucleus, floats in the sky.

But he also knew that he should adapt to this.

Civilizations will always alternate, heroes will die, and the heroes of the era who can't be kept can't be kept after all.

The 5,000-year-old history of the earth's civilization has also grown up in the alternation of dynasties and gave birth to human civilizations, and many heroes have disappeared into history.

Today, it's just a laboratory world.

What about the future?

The more worlds you create, the more prosperous your civilization will be, and the more things you will encounter.

"It's finally easy!"

Li Qing stood up and walked out the door.

He suddenly felt a little empty in his heart.

Finally, I don't have to close my eyes.

"This world is so beautiful."

Li Qing's eyesight is unprecedented.

Looking at the stars and the vast night sky, it was as if a Milky Way was hanging in the sky.

The moon is in the sky, and the stars are shining.

My eyes can finally be used unscrupulously.

"Perhaps, the state of Herodotus at that time, breaking the shackles and shackling above the thirty-three times, in the state of enlightenment, and dying rapidly, may be called the gate of truth."

"See the truth, live and die."

"But ordinary people can't open the door to truth."

Because most ordinary people can't break through the confinement of consciousness and enter above thirty-three times the speed.

Even if it can be done, ordinary people will accelerate their lives, and they are still ordinary people.... It is impossible to have Herodotus's achievements and break through several realm milestones in one go.

Secondly.

Entering the gate of truth, the speed is too fast, the consumption is too terrifying, there is not enough soul supply, and you will die in an instant.

Herodotus barely came to that point by taking the seventeen trillion stored souls that the entire civilization had accumulated from generation to generation, and even eating more than six thousand gods.

Otherwise, if he enters the door of truth, he may die in a few dozen breaths.

"Even if the conditions are so harsh, this seemingly miraculous man's experience is not completely irreproducible."

"Faith."

Li Qing's expression showed a hint of sighing,

"Let sentient beings sincerely believe in you and worship you, and their souls accumulate after death, and accumulate to a certain extent in this world, you will be able to break through the limit above thirty-three, accept the blessing of the wandering souls of the times, and help you open the door of truth."

Of course, it's not easy to do.

The whole civilization wants to worship you, not hate you, you can't be a tyrant.

"But even so, it must be to accumulate souls, and every once in a while, this civilization will have a chance to open the door of truth and have a civilization explosion."

...

...

Tempus fugit.

Three days have passed, and in the laboratory, at a constant speed of ten to one, thirty days have passed in the blink of an eye.

The new God King is alone in the World Tree, doing his best to restore the vitality of this World Tree, and carry out a second update and repair.

The seven thousand gods have long since ceased to reside on the World Tree, but have fallen into the earth, and as ordinary mortals of wisdom, they continue to do their favorite research and enjoy their old age.

They formed the Great House on earth.

On the earth, a new generation of people began to recover.

The Elven Ancient Tree began to produce a large number of Elven fruits, and the Terran Castle began to give birth to new Terran children again.

The battle of the abyss has also been re-sung by the new generation.

History is gradually turning into mythology.

The people of the era also began to be less monotonous, and after this great reshuffle, the old gods have become mortals, and have begun to camp in other interesting areas on the ground to enjoy their old age.

They are incognito, working as nameless owners in taverns, and boasting about their past with some Terran children.

Some became travelers, wandering the land.

On the ground, their legends gradually spread.

The original tribal era was very primitive and simple, but now under their leadership, various professions have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, blacksmiths, winemakers, troubadours, teachers, and scholars.

In the war, the Terran archmage and the elven guardian were widely known for protecting their clansmen from retreating, and were gradually praised by the world as heroes on the earth.

They became the kings of their own race, and established the Elven Divine Magic Academy and the Terran Knight Academy for their own race.

A large number of new generation children have opened up various schools of magic and martial arts weapons, and continue to perfect this force.

Bang Bang Bang!

Above the World Tree, the church bell tower reverberates.

When the pope came, more than a dozen red-clothed priests stood on either side, and the atmosphere was solemn.

Minis, it's time to re-ascend the throne.

In a palatial palace.

"Lord, thank you for guiding us to open our doors to the truth and to open up the ages!"

"May you sprinkle mercy in all heaven, and may all men honor your name as light!"

The voice pierced the sky sharply and abruptly, and the ancient bells and pious kagura resounded throughout the World Tree.

"Thy kingdom come!"

"Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven!"

Bang la blah.

The shock and impact of the sound was so great that the people in the cities under the World Tree were frightened and knelt on the ground one after another.

"Let your name resound on the earth! Manifest your glory in heaven! ”

"May the crown you bestow, my own courage, carry the mission that I should have, and be with the dawn that is about to rise!"

The Holy Dragon himself placed a crown on him, and they began to continue reciting the teachings, praising the God of Light who created them and gave them life.

Stomp and tread.

This newly appointed elven god king slowly ascended to the throne.

"History, I'm the only one left to walk alone, it's really lonely."

This great god-king, who seemed to be walking towards eternity, sat quietly on the top of the sacred tree.

He held a scepter in his hand, an elven law, a crown of thorns and six thorns, and a brilliant cracked ruby on his forehead.

The magnificent color of the gem on the forehead seems to be looking down on the era of civilization ruled by itself.

This powerful monarch with a handsome face and clear eyes gives people a kind of low and vicissitudes of a dying old man, and there is an unconscious emotion in his heart:

"The talents and wisdom of the two of them far surpass mine, but they have left one by one in the times, but I, a mediocre person, have always been there."