Gaia was born from the earth, and was born in the temple of the earth.

Wisps of earthy yellow breath converged from all directions, and Gaia, the mother of the earth, sat in it, exuding a terrifying divine power around her body, and there was a wide earthy yellow long river under her feet, which came from nowhere, and did not know where to go.

But this endless source of earth essence could not make the earth mother goddess feel lucky, she stretched out her hand, and a coffin rose from the earthy yellow river.

'It's still a little bit off!' Originally, if I had added Rhea, I would have completely taken me, my eldest son, my husband, back from chaos, but it's a pity! She seemed to sense something. Gaia sighed as she looked at the coffin in front of her, and then looked at the void.

In addition to this, the tributary of destiny that I and Tartarus established is also gradually crumbling. However, the speed of this collapse was somewhat unexpected to me, was it because of the destiny proverb given by the three goddesses of fate at the beginning, or because I and Tartarus could not support it? ’

'No matter what! The ritual of resurrection must be completed quickly, or I will never resurrect Ouranos again when the tributaries of fate are completely broken. ’

Thinking of this, Gaia's eyes darkened, and then he stood up and stretched out his hand, and a huge divine array appeared under several coffins, constantly extracting wisps from these coffins and injecting them into the fate of the underworld.

For a long time, the dream god Oneiriyi, the incarnation of Yuan Qingwei hidden near the tributary of fate, saw this, walked out of nothingness, and came to the side of the three goddesses of fate, Moirai, at this time, around this goddess, there are still countless threads of fate, these threads, from the backlash of fate.

Of course, now with the collapse of the fate tributaries of the Greek world, these silk threads produced by the backlash of the tributaries are also gradually fading, and it can be said that if Yuan Qingwei hadn't started in advance, Moirai at this time should have sobered up.

Yuan Qingwei stepped forward, stretched out his hand and tapped her eyebrows, and said softly: "Goddess of fate! Your destiny has been accomplished, so please disappear with the destiny of Greece! ”

After speaking, Yuan Qing raised her hand slightly, and the Yuan Shi Orb carried a large amount of fate divine power, and gradually flew out from the center of her eyebrows.

With the departure of the Yuan Shi Jewel, Moilai jerked her eyes, she stared at Yuan Qingwei and said, "Oniriyi, it's you!" You want to steal the power of fate! ”

"Nope! No! No! Wearing the vest of Oneiri, the god of dreams, Yuan Qing smiled: "What I need to steal is never the power of fate, what I want is always the sky!" I remember you said that Ouranos will return! And I say, the primordial sky will return! ”

Millet's eyes were clear, she stared at Yuan Qingwei, and said in horror: "You want ......"

Before the words were finished, Yuan Qingwei sacrificed the Yuan Shi Orb and threw it into the tributaries of fate, and countless rivers of fate devoured Moyilai little by little.

Yuan Qingwei didn't give up, he held up the Yuan Shi Orb, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, black and white many colors flowed out of the orb, and countless fate divine powers turned into the phantom of Moyi Lai under the influence of the Yuan Shi Orb.

The phantom's hands slid through the void, and invisible silk threads emerged from the void, and then at the tips of her fingers, they turned into waves of fate and flowed into the tributaries of fate.

Yuan Qing announced in a loud voice: "With the goddess of fate Moirai as a sacrifice, the original sky will definitely return!" After the death of Aphrodite, the god of love and beauty, the primordial sky will surely return with the corpse of Ouranos, the god of the sky! ”

The new motto of fate has caused the frantic fluctuations of the tributaries of fate, countless illusory futures appear and then disappear, and everything is like a dream bubble.

Gradually, the tributaries began to dissipate, frantically extracted as sacrifices, and fell into the tributaries of the Moirai divine power, the goddess of fate began to age rapidly, and she was entangled in the tributaries of fate, as an energy source, maintaining the last qi of Greece.

"It's time to go!" Standing in the game world, Yuan Qingwei's head appeared Yuan Shi Dao Wheel, thirty-six colors of treasure light changed, wisps of Yuan Shi Dao Qi flowed, and a divine power belonging to fate appeared on his body.

However, with the help of sacrificing Moirai, Yuan Qingwei distorted the fate authority information obtained by the Greek fate tributary, which was enough to support the divine position of a Greek first-class god, with Yuan Qingwei's original grasp of the fate of the Dao and the characteristics of the game's authority. At this time, in a short period of time, he also has the authority of the Lord God of Fate.

"The god of the sky, Ouranos, will inevitably be eaten by fate at the moment of resurrection!"

After saying this, Yuan Qingwei stretched out his hand a little, and a treasure lotus bloomed in front of him, which set off a large number of rare treasures, and the divine power of fate fell, and after swallowing it, wisps of fate silk threads were born from nothingness, trying to pull Yuan Qingwei into the long river of fate.

Sure enough, can't relying on sacrifices completely dissipate the backlash of fate? Yuan Qingwei thought about the change in the breath of the Yuan Shi Dao Chakra in the back of his head, turning into the breath of the three goddesses of fate, Moyilai.

At the same time, the incarnation of Oneiroi near the tributary of Greek destiny once again sacrificed the Primordial Orb, and the breath of the Primordial Avenue emerged.

Suddenly, the thread of fate that was slightly entangled with Yuan Qingwei paused slightly, and then flew towards the Greek world.

Moirai watched in horror as Yuan Qingwei transferred her own backlash to her own life, she grew her mouth, and her old body weathered into countless dusts little by little, disappearing into the tributaries of fate.

'Isn't it okay to deceive and transfer methods like deception?' Yuan Qingwei raised his hand, looked at the thread of fate entangled in his arm, and shook suddenly, turning into countless clear qi and letting it be swept into the long river of fate.

Then the broken arm was clear, but it didn't grow again, and I couldn't help but have a new understanding of the Dao of Destiny. Before he could delve into it, the whole world was violently shaken, affected by the collapse of the tributaries of fate, the environment that Gaia and Tartarus had established as the exclusive domain of the Greek gods began to collapse, and the nascent world began to prepare to reclaim this territory.

The primordial water god and Atum walked out of the void and stood outside the Gaia continent, and the terrifying light and endless water vapor launched an impact on the Gaia continent.

At the same time, countless Dao rules and laws changed, forming a huge seal, directly interrupting the passage between the netherworld and the human world, and cutting off the possibility of Yuan Qingwei going.

Looking at the seal, Yuan Qing sneered slightly: "Sure enough, in matters against me, Atum and the Primordial Water God can also reach a consensus!" ”