"What the hell have you done to my realm?"

In the void, Anubis, the man in black, finally showed up, standing side by side with Ivy.

He saw that the area below was divided into countless spaces by countless hexagonal lattices, and each space was evolving with different forms of world rules.

Anubis couldn't have imagined such a complex amount of calculations, and the soul of the woman who suddenly broke in beside him actually transformed the realm into what it is today with the help of some of the permissions it had stolen.

The only thing worth noting is that the worlds that evolve in the lattice are very rudimentary.

They are all depicted in a sketch style, and with simple blocks of color, they form a world.

And the thousands of seeded players who had already possessed quasi-god-level expressiveness in the realm were now all thrown in, drifting with the flow in their respective world rules.

Fortunately, those seeded players also have the same painting style, so they don't think there is anything abnormal in themselves.

"Don't you want to cultivate a true god-level creature that is strong enough to break through the realm and break through the box? ”

Ivy replied to Anubis:

"Previously, you put most of your realm resources and computing power into the simulation of the real world, and as a result, even a small piece of gravel would take up countless polygons and physics. ”

"But those seed souls you have high hopes for will get carried away after a little progress, and use all the resources you have given you to build more gorgeous and powerful magic weapons."

"Have they ever paid attention to the gravel under their feet for a moment?"

Ivy made a gesture, and the world in one of the lattices expanded, appearing in front of the two of them:

"Now that I've simplified the painting style, even those parts that have been refined by thousands of strong people have been forcibly released, and you are now full of resources. ”

"Besides, these seeded players, you can't spoil them, if you want power. You have to fight on the line between life and death!"

In this way, it is really possible to grow a master who can break through the void, rather than an arrogant and ignorant gaffer who can only play special effects. ”

In those lattices, you can see that the seeded players in each space are struggling and suffering injustice.

There is malice from the people around you, there is a natural defect, and there is a constraint from the environment.

Among them, there are ghosts, demons, mutated monsters, and super armies. Destroy powerful enemies such as machines and ambush them.

But these seeds are very stubborn, gritting their teeth and persevering at critical moments, and even waking up to their unique specialties.

After all, they are all good seedlings selected by Anubis when they are chosen, and the more critical they are, the more they can stimulate their potential.

What Ivy can release is the welfare gift they received from the Anubis Realm the day after tomorrow, and as for their own soul talent, no one can erase it.

Even if there are seeds that die in the lattice world. In fact, it is just to be sealed away from the memories of the previous adventure and start over in a different lattice world.

Wait until they grow stronger and regain their strength until they are qualified to break through the realm. The memories of all previous struggles and repeated defeats will be returned.

And in addition to these thousand seeds, other characters, environments, and rules are all recyclable, that is, consumables. Let Anubis always have the resources to refine the rules.

In this way, the realm space became extremely stable, and Anubis had more energy to deal with other things.

"Come out for a walk with me. Don't be stuck in your own world, dead house. ”

Ivy patted Anubis on the head, obviously the other party was an old and gloomy strange grandfather, but now he seemed to be Ivy's little brother.

But the old man was very convinced by Ivy: "Who are you who can think of such an unbelievable method." ”

"I should praise you. Ivy replied:

"Your ideals and ambitions are similar to those of the old Creation God, but he is a natural god, and you have cultivated to the realm level by yourself. ”

"Actually, these methods of mine are also obtained from standing on the shoulders of giants, there are many gods in the Blue Moon Cultivation Ground who are constantly studying the rules of the world day and night, and I just learn one or two. ”

"If you want to swim in the sea of books and learn about the experiences of countless gods, please come with me. ”

After some flickering, Anubis finally relented.

The biggest stone in his heart was actually that his own realm was about to be overloaded, and he couldn't fit the thousands of strong people.

Moreover, those seeds continue to spend time in the realm with high consumption, and there is no sign of a breakthrough.

Now Ivy has overhauled the realm, and all the hidden dangers have been solved at once.

"The only problem is that let the seeds climb step by step, and there is a danger of accidentally cutting off and retraining in the process, how long will it take to break through the god level?"

Anubis was polite to Ivy.

"Let's talk about this matter later, I also have a few friends who are impacting the god level. ”

Ivy comforted the old man and said:

"But now that you have sufficient resources, the time process in the realm can be appropriately accelerated, and the rest depends on the creation of the seeds. ”

"Besides, now that your realm is strong enough, I can also show my true strength."

She stared for a moment, then suddenly opened her eyes, and suddenly a massive amount of divine power surged from all directions, changing the structure of her divine soul.

This is Ivy beckoning the divine power of the body, welcoming the divine soul, and returning to the unity of the element.

Previously, it had been borrowing resources from the Anubis realm to make regular computing power and material responsibility incompatible.

Now Ivy's Origin Power has followed up, and all of a sudden it has made the simplified space more colorful.

Except that she herself was no longer an ethereal spirit and had a solid and thick body, even Anubis's empty realm had become slippery and sticky

Of course, Ivy didn't have the idea of invading here, so it was just a bit of eutrophication, and she didn't really evolve plasma connective glands or anything.

But such a display of strength at the tip of the iceberg is enough to make Anubisna bow down, and from then on, he really obeyed Ivy's words.

And Ivy can only sigh, this guy is too difficult to be in the house, always avoiding people, otherwise he will be shocked by his own anger early, where is there still a lot of trouble?

Anubis personally opened the exit of the realm and escorted Ivy out of the customs.

The location where it appears is a real-life desert town.

Underneath the largest pyramid. There is also an inverted pyramid structure, which contains the research results of this civilization on the underworld, souls, etc.

And Anubis is hiding in this underground pyramid, studying alone under the cover of layers of magical enchantments.

His perfect soul extraction technique, and even the achievement of copycat a set of soul circulation methods, are also the results of the ancestors' research.

Although the research of this series of civilizations is also remarkable, it is only pediatric for an existence like Ivy, who talks and laughs with the creation gods and casually looks at other star god civilizations.

For example, Liuli, isn't it also through some clues. Restore Anubis's skills, and use this trick on Ivy.

Therefore, these things are like theorems, formulas, and the people who invented them are certainly respectable, but when they are used as tools at hand to solve problems, it is the most glorious moment of theorem formulas.

Anubis also took care of other chores after complimenting Ivy. For example, sending back the souls of the residents from the desert town that were collected before.

Then, after the incident, Ivy snapped her fingers: "So." Let's go home and send back the Pope's soul as well. “

The small move was launched, which provoked Anubis to bow down again.

Ivy had no choice but to hand over the goods to the other staff members with a black line, maybe the god of light could have a common language with him?

Sure enough. As soon as these two guys meet, they talk a little bit, and when they understand each other, they are famous and upright. After extracting the soul of the Styx with his miraculous skills, he couldn't stop kowtowing to each other, and he was annoyed.

As a result, Mr. Pope lay on the ground for half the night before he was rescued.

At this point, all the Eight Pillar Dharma Gods have arrived, and the top ten Sword Saints are still fighting against the demon arm in the Earth-Moon orbit except for Gerald, and there are only two incredible matters left.

So Ivy doesn't care about the funny performances of the God of Light and Anubis, and let's take a look at the sixth incredible image.

It's a pregnant woman with a big belly.

What the hell, the black line on Ivy's forehead hasn't stopped since she returned to the leyline base.

She called the researcher and asked to see the preliminary investigation data.

The result was nothing special, according to the information, the Holy See clerk who was in charge of finding this sword saint just explained the origin, and the big belly followed with a good attitude.

But the problem was that the pot-bellied lady couldn't give the lecture because she said she wasn't a Juggernaut, the guy in her belly was.

"In the belly, the unborn guy is a Juggernaut?"

Ivy collapsed: "Are you kidding me?"

"But we all follow the instructions of the god of light," the clerk replied.

"Well, let me check it out for myself" Ivy rolled up her sleeves, rubbed her hands, and rolled up her sleeves.

"Wait a minute, this matter is the original one, and I should be responsible!" a voice next to her interrupted Ivy.

It's the Incredible Matter Seven is talking!

He sat upright from beginning to end, but he didn't see anything, and seemed to be just an ordinary uncle.

But now, as soon as he moved, something strange happened, and he was like being made into thousands of slices, and put them back together.

And each slice is slightly out of sync in action, and it looks chaotic and undulating.

It can be seen that this guy has worked very hard to make the thousands of slices that make up the body fit, but this is too difficult.

It's like a book that draws a person out of its mouth, and the pattern on the page is a slice of the person's internal organs.

Right now, this guy is being cut into thousands of slices, and he's still moving, and he's going to say something.

"Finally someone pays attention to me, since that's the case, I don't have to struggle to maintain the appearance of a normal person, let's talk in a more talkative way. ”

The thousand-page uncle muttered to himself as he casually pulled out one of his slices and stood in front of Ivy.

Oh my God, in this way, there is no mouth, nose, ears and facial features, it's just a radiological photo!

The squirming muscles, internal organs, organs, and ribs are closed one by one, and you still have to tell a story to Ivy?

Ivy really had the heart to slap the divine power and fan it over, causing the rest of the living slices to grow.

But the rest of this guy is still there, so there's no need to do anything more.

Since he is happy to speak like this, let him go, and then stuff it back when he is done.

"So who are you?" asked Ivy with a cool drop of sweat on her forehead, feigned composure.

"My name is Wilde, and I'm their neighbor!" replied the slice man.

"Eh, it turned out to be the old king next door, disrespectful and disrespectful. ”

Ivy stiffly reached out to shake her hand, but she didn't know what to do in the face of a piece of bone and skin like a shaved duck's paw.

"You're welcome, I'm called the Sword of the Dead, Wilde. But my surname is not Wang, my full name is Oswala Vistnock, Sinosokiroski, Wilde Nelson. ”

The slice man is serious.

"I don't care what family name you have, the middle name and the little tail name, I will call it Lao Wang, it's decided!"

Ivy was also very serious, and her forehead was bruised: "Tell your story." ”

"Hmm. ”

The slicing man didn't know if he had just been shocked by Ivy, or if he was really thinking seriously and was silent for a moment.

"I am the inheritor of the sword intent of the past life, the sword saint Wilde of the past life. He is the inheritor of the incarnation sword intent, the incarnation sword saint Shawshank. ”

The sliced man pointed to the belly of the pregnant woman next to him.

"It's a bit of a mess. Ivy waved her hand: "Tell me who the lady here is?"

"My name is Nandiger, and I am the wife of Shawshank the Avatar Sword, and the daughter of Wilde and Shawshank's teacher. ”

The pot-bellied woman spoke:

"Although my father did not achieve the Juggernaut achievement, one of his students inherited his father's mantle and carried forward the way of saving people with the sword. ”

"Okay" Ivy still heard a lot of grooves from the woman's seemingly normal narrative:

"You're saying it's not a child in your belly, it's your husband?"

"Yes, yes"

Both Nandigall and Wilde were silent.

After a while, Wilde sighed, and seemed to organize the language:

"Senior sister, let me tell you about it, my sword intent is called the Sword of the Dead, which is a technique that can strip away all foreign substances that have been ingested by the human body. ”

"This foreign substance, including everything that has ever been produced in metabolism, means that if used continuously, it can rejuvenate people until they become embryos!"

"But one of the biggest drawbacks of such a magical swordsmanship is that we can't find a way to reverse it, we must know that our goal is not to hurt people, but to save people. ”

Wilde affectionately stroked his sister's belly:

"It was Shawshank who, at the risk of evaporating from the world, accompanied me to practice swordsmanship, and personally endured my sword intent many times, in order to comprehend the method of reversing the sword of rebirth. ”

"However, after all, during a sword practice with me, I accidentally failed to control the outbreak of sword intent, which caused Shawshank to be overinjured and really peeled off to the embryonic stage!"

Speaking of the sad part, Wilde and Nandiger wept bitterly at the same time:

"In order to maintain his life, he had to be kept by his junior sister"

"We were relatively late in obtaining the title of Juggernaut, and we only comprehended the realm about three hundred years ago."

"And Shawshank, in this way, has been trapped in Nady's stomach for two hundred and fifty years!" (To be continued.) )