The war in the outside world, the lives everywhere were ruined, and the three thousand Demon Dao True Gods went out to chaos and attracted firepower, which was an unprecedented battle. encampment

"The 30 million True God Death Squad is over... The rest of the war has nothing to do with us, although the dead true gods have piled up the door of truth and been snatched away." Wharton stood inside the crystal wall, looking outside and whispering.

"There's no way to do that, if you kill the heavens, you'll die for a lifetime." Another Wharton said, "It's all done anyway."

They seem to be the second generation of Demon Emperors, but they are essentially a black glove, helping the elders to do things, and they can't send so many earthlings to practice here and revive their aura without a background.

Next, it's your own time, no matter what the outside wins or loses.

And the loss of 30 million true gods of the new generation who took over the era by himself and helped cultivate it with great effort is actually nothing in the eyes of Wharton, the second-generation demon emperor, and what about the number of tens of millions, hundreds of millions, in the mythical era when the true gods have been mass-produced and matured?

It's too big here.

One world is the size of an earth, with a population of tens of billions, as big as the Martial Dao Continent, it is easy for a world to produce tens of thousands of ordinary true gods, and there are more than 10,000 Heavenly Worlds here, for this Heavenly Dynasty, it is just a matter of squeezing out the talents of an era. encampment

"I'd rather *** head than phoenix tail."

Wharton said, "From now on, we will not go out, and this age will be ruled by us."

"Cool, isn't it? We rule over endless races, thousands of worlds.... It's too vast and expansive, and it is estimated that it will not be long before it can be overthrown." Another Wharton said that the world is so big, and if there are a few more limit-breaking geniuses in the future, he will be pulled off the horse.

They were about to talk, but now they were faced with incredible uncertainties.

Because under the leadership of Aurora, a man with a thumb in his hand appeared in front of them.

"Your Excellency Atabia, just ask them for any information you want."

Aurora was informed by Minis and Kikusa that she became the protector of Atabia, protecting him for a while. encampment

The man frowned, "You don't need information, it's enough to ask for resources, time is pressing... Anyway, Mines has already given me most of the core information, covering all the background he can find at the moment."

Wharton was silent for a moment, his heart trembling.

This!??

Emperor Atabia.

That sinister guy from Minis actually made this great god?

"Give me a place, a treasure trove of resources, I don't need people, I can do it by myself." Atabia spoke.

"No problem, Your Majesty, please!" encampment

Soon, after the emergency arrangement of the two people at Wharton, everything was ready.

In a huge treasury of demonic dao materials, countless resources and world specialties are piled up here, and everything is available.

"Do you need manpower?" Wharton couldn't help but ask, sending a group of earth scientists to follow, it is estimated that he can rub the legendary most powerful man in history.

"No, I don't." The man closes the door directly.

The two men watched from the outside, looking at each other.

There is no problem with history.

Atabia is a maverick scholar, completely different from others, who need countless assistants, scientists to help, and he likes a person, in his eyes, assistants, scientists, but a bunch of burdens who only ask all kinds of low-level questions. encampment

"Three days, fifteen hundred years, that's too slow."

Wharton thought for a moment and immediately said, "Now that the era is ripe, with the cultivation elixir, the cultivation speed is faster than before, a true god only needs about a thousand years, but the first unobservable realm of the god level will take at least ten thousand years, and the second untouchable realm will take ten thousand years."

Even if there is a breakthrough, it will take 25,000 years for a normal strong person.

If Atabia rebels against the heavens and rebuilds, can it really be completed in 1,500 years?

"What race would he choose, you say?" Wharton said.

"Well, first of all, it is possible to exclude the immortal clan, the martial arts clan is possible, after all, the skills seem to be in line with this one, the possibility of the demon clan is very small, and the choice of this race is even more rebellious than Ji Cao's immortal grass, isn't it everyone's eyes? Take the initiative to become Tang monk meat?"

"The wizard clan may also be very sexual, the origin of the Minis family, the elven race." encampment

The two men kept discussing.

"No, he seems to be going to create a new race." At this time, Aurora next to her spoke.

Wharton's face changed, and his heart trembled: "This can't be, right? Fifteen hundred years, it's already difficult to cultivate alone, and you have to recreate a race?"

Race creation is a water mill.

Constantly refining the version, only then can there be a foundation of a powerful race in the heavens.

If it is a casual rough creation, it is better to choose a ready-made mature and transcendent race.

In their eyes, this cultivation speed is not enough, and it is too ambitious to create a race, can he catch up with Ji Cao? encampment

Ji Cao outside is going to be killed, and it will soon be clear who the flowers are.

"He seems to be trying to create races."

Aurora thought for a moment, "As for the lack of time... He seems to want to solve it from the race, since he doesn't have enough time to cultivate, wouldn't it be nice to directly create a race that is a true god from birth?"

Wharton and the others were silent.

This...

This is an idea that only the elders have.

What are you doing with cultivation? encampment

Directly skipping one cultivation realm after another in one go, this race was at the end as soon as it was born.

People are born with perfect three senses.

Here is the birth of the perfect eight true gods?

This skips five realms.

Is this possible, is it really possible, aren't those mechanical armors true gods at birth in a sense?

Born as a god-based life!

It's still all natural, and everyone else is carbon-based, iron-based, and silicon-based... It's a one-step process. encampment

"He's studied a lot of mechanical data."

Aurora stood at the door, her face heavy and said, "Although I don't know much, I know that this race, if it really succeeds, is born sacred and completely changes an era."

"At the same time, this race doesn't even have the demigod stage, and if you skip it directly, it should be like those mechanical true gods that lack the realm characteristics of demigods, and be distorted."

A rudimentary race soon appeared in the minds of the two Whartons.

A super race that is extremely rare in number and is a god at birth, but cannot distort other species...

Protoss?

And soon, they saw a huge and ornate Tower of Babel, which began to rise over the earth. encampment

They reacted abruptly, exclaiming, "It's not just the Protoss... That's the Chaos Universe-level Giant God Clan!"

Bang!

They just saw that the giant suddenly moved.

At this moment, Atabia, a scientist studying in the Tower of Babel, slowly turned his head and looked at a blonde young man walking towards him, frowning slightly.

"Don't be afraid, born a true god, god-level mecha have the same magic, study mechanical drawings, how can you not have these?" The man smiled slightly.

"I'll help you."

Reach out and lightly place a little on Atabia's forehead. encampment

Endless mechanical true god blueprints, all kinds of low-level true gods, firmament-level, god-level ones.... The connotations of dozens of advanced cosmic civilizations poured into his mind.

"It's all from selling torches outside when I had nothing to do." The man suddenly spoke, and said:

"Let me see how far you can go."