It's still the same corridor, it's the same frescoes, it's still the same cave.

If it weren't for the change of the boss, in this repetitive scene, Zhao Aotian would definitely think that he was dreaming, right?

To be honest, such a design, coupled with a dim environment, is easy to make people's minds unclear after a few times.

Zhao Aotian, who held two secret treasures in his hand, came to the cave.

A giant flaming bird crouched on the ground.

Almost at the same moment when Zhao Aotian arrived, the giant bird raised its head.

Same as the White Tiger.

It's angry.

Unprovoked inexplicable anger.

There was no trace of the intellectuality that it should have as a high-level demonic beast in its eyes, as if its prefrontal lobe of its brain had been removed, and it knew nothing but anger.

With a shrill cry.

The giant bird spread its wings.

Every feather in his body burned with a raging fire.

The hot wind and waves, Zhao Aotian almost didn't stand firm.

Open Identification.

Subject: Suzaku lv192.

The burning posture, the majestic posture with a wingspan of 100 meters, makes anyone who sees it can't help but be afraid.

Patting off the sparks on his shoulder, Zhao Aotian glanced at Suzaku's spectacular posture wrapped in flames, and couldn't help laughing: "Suzaku? I think the turkey is pretty much the same. ”

Indeed, what Zhao Aotian said is not bad.

I thought that Suzaku should be like a phoenix, with a thin neck and long legs.

really saw Suzaku, Zhao Aotian didn't know how to complain.

Although it is very large, it looks short and fat because of the proportions.

Like a bantam.

"Time is very tight, and the Star Emperor is probably about to arrive in eastern Sichuan, right? Sorry I don't have time to play with you! ”

After speaking, Zhao Aotian put on a posture.

He was not naïve enough to think that he could deal with such an opponent by relying on normalcy alone.

【Avatar】

With his wings extended, Zhao Aotian jumped into the air and pounced on the Vermilion Bird.

……

A long, long time ago, a long time ago.

Out of that chaotic world were born gods.

At that time, even the gods were very ignorant.

They have no intellect, no reason, no intellect.

Born from heaven and earth, the only purpose in his mind is to seize the heavenly dao.

That is their only desire, and that is what it means to be born into this world.

At that time, the chaotic heaven and earth were shattered.

The battle goes on and on.

Every second, countless gods fall, and countless gods are born.

Until there was a god who finally reached and touched the way of heaven.

All this is finally possible to end.

However, being able to touch the Heavenly Dao and obtaining the Heavenly Dao are completely different things.

The moment that god touched the Heavenly Dao, he was shot down by the Heavenly Dao.

But the god did not fall like this, on the contrary, because he touched the Heavenly Dao, he got a trace of "heavenly will" stripped from the Heavenly Dao.

Named: Truth.

The moment he received the truth, just like the first start of a machine that had just left the factory, the god finally gained the first intellect in heaven and earth.

The first thing he did was to make a name for himself with the power of truth.

It's called: Creation.

The creator god, who had gained knowledge, looked at this fragmented world and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

What is the purpose of the gods' constant struggle?

The world has fallen apart, what have you gained from the battle?

So, the creator God said, "There will be no more struggle." ”

Sure enough, the gods stopped fighting.

Again, the creator God said, "Let God be wise." ”

So all the gods possessed intellect.

From this moment on, the strife completely ceased, and no god died, and naturally no god was born.

After that, using the power of truth, the creator God reunited the shattered heaven and earth.

The world is quickly becoming leafy.

But a group of gods also has nothing to do in this world.

Moreover, if there is no struggle, no god will die, and no new god will be born without God dying.

Time can erase everything, and even protons decay over long years.

Even if the gods can live forever, how can they be enjoyed for trillions of years, almost infinite time?

You can't just sit there all day and do nothing, can you?

Born with nothing to do, but with infinite longevity.

There is no difference between life and death.

Moreover, even if the fragmented world is spliced together with truth, the rest index of this world is still too low.

That is, it is extremely unrealistic.

There is no struggle, but it has become lifeless, which makes the rest index of this world continue to decline.

It is impossible for such a plane to spontaneously generate life, let alone any future, and it will only stop forever.

If this continues, the rest of the entire world will collapse, and the plane itself will also disintegrate, returning to the Heavenly Dao, and naturally, all the gods in it will not escape their doom.

So, how to improve the leisure index?

The Hugh Index is the strength of reality, the stability of reality, and is based on intellectual and rational cognition.

As long as there is enough awareness, the rest index of a world will gradually stabilize.

So, the creator god came up with the idea.

He wants the world to be a little more vibrant.

But if the gods do not die, no new gods will be born, and although the truth is powerful, it is impossible to create gods out of thin air.

Because the gods were created by the Heavenly Dao, they are creatures that are higher than the truth.

Thereupon.

The creator god used his own image, and after a little simplification, created an entirely new species.

Mankind!

……

After taking a sip of hot tea and slowly putting down the teacup, Zheng Yang said quietly: "This is the birth of God and the story of truth."

That's right, it's the magical skill in your body, the truth, since the birth of human beings, more and more beings have recognized this world, and the world's rest index has gradually increased.

The era of the gods and men began on that day. ”

The tea around him didn't move.

Zheng Qian was not interested in the fictional tea and the story of Zheng Yang.

He changed his sitting posture and said coldly, "So what? What do you want to say? If I was just given a history of science, I wouldn't be much interested. ”

"Don't worry, that's just the beginning."

Zheng Yang picked up the teacup and said while blowing: "I know you hate us and don't believe us."

Maybe you won't forgive us for the rest of your life, but there is one thing you can believe in is that we husband and wife also want to kill [].

Even if we can't reconcile, at least for the sake of the same purpose, how about you listen to me and then consider whether to cooperate? ”

Zheng Qian lowered his head and thought about it.

Admittedly, it makes sense.

I won't forgive you.

But if this is the case, then in order to achieve the goal, it is not impossible to put aside personal grievances and cooperate for the time being, and then settle accounts after the cooperation is completed.

Thinking of this, Zheng Qian nodded.

"Okay, go ahead."

Zheng Yang's expression relaxed slightly.

He continued, "Where did you just go? Oh yes, the age of the gods has begun.

Everything before the age of man and god is called the Age of Chaos, and everything that happened at that time was about the truth.

The original intention of the creator God was good, and his approach was right, all planes and worlds should have been bathed in the protection of truth and flourished...

… If there is no fallacy.

And the birth of the fallacy almost caused the infant world to die. ”

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