Yanluge had always believed that the godkiller and the defiled beast belonged to the "common end", so after discovering the skeleton of the defiled beast, he searched for the remains of the godkiller near it.

I searched for a long time but didn't find it.

He tried to change the goal of the system, but the task given by the pit daddy system still asked him to dig a pit and dig a hole...... He gave up.

In the end, in his last breath, Yan Luge turned out the skeleton of the filthy beast, and only then did he find the person he was looking for in the other party's stomach.

From this scene, Yanyuge can roughly imagine the scene of the final battle.

The Godslayer and the Filthy Beast were fought to the earth, and in the end the former was swallowed by the latter. The god killer was not reconciled, so he turned the latter's stomach upside down, and forcibly killed the filthy beast from within.

But unlike the usual story, after killing the enemy, the transcendent himself could not get out of the belly of the giant beast, so he just choked his breath, and finally the two corpses were buried together in the subspace that did not see the light of day all year round.

After his death, the aura in his body escaped, giving birth to this subspace for four thousand years, allowing some small beings to transform into extraordinary, growing on the corpses of him and the giant beasts......

Today, the corpse of the Godslayer has long since decayed, but his bones are quite well preserved in the belly of the giant beast, crystal clear, white as jade, better preserved than the long knife and armor he was buried with.

Yan Luge sat on the ground, looked at the pile of things in front of him, and yawned: "I'm tired to death." But the harvest is still good, a bunch of extraordinary biological samples have been collected, and the one-star will experience is enough. Go back and get some spiritual power elixir, and it is estimated that you can be promoted directly. ”

His face was now pale, the after-effects of excessive blood loss after being hit by the "Blood Blade". The blood stains on his body had been washed away, so if he looked at it roughly, everything was as usual, but if he looked closely, he could find that there were countless knife-like wounds on his body that were still slowly healing themselves.

Basically, they were small wounds of one or two centimeters, but there were many, and they were criss-crossed, as if they were being cut from the body inch by inch, horizontally, vertically, and again, and finally there was not a single piece of skin on the body that was intact.

It's like being late.

The ability of "self-healing" was learned by him from a strange beast, but it was very weak, and now that most of the day has passed, it is only to close the wound on his body, and it may take about three days to completely heal.

However, Yan Luge himself didn't care too much, or rather, he was actually quite used to this kind of state of being injured after a fight.

It's not about liking or hating, it's just habit.

Fighting, killing, bloodshed, pain, and death have always been part of his previous life, and it is only in this life that he slowly receives, like a lion who has been with humans for a long time, and has learned to put away his paws and play with his fragile companions with his flesh pads.

However, with the arrival of the Reiki Resurrection Deity, some of his memories and habits began to revive again.

There was still some time before the pre-set space jump, but it wasn't too long, and Yan Luge didn't bother to toss, so he sat there and counted the things he was going to take away later.

The Tower of Babel has limited energy, and it is estimated that it can't bring too many things, so Yan Luge casually took some more useful transcendent biological samples and wrapped a small bag in torn clothes.

He couldn't take the skeleton of the pollutant giant beast with him, so he first took a small bone and a tooth for Yu Chen to study, and then brought back the remains of the god killer.

In the small and cramped subspace rainforest, the scarred young man was bare-chested, cross-legged, supporting his head, looking at the bones of this cultivator from four thousand years ago, and bent the corners of his mouth, as if he was laughing: "I've always felt stupid to talk to the dead, but since I'm idle now, let's talk."

"Your country is still there, and it's still one of the five strongest nations on the Blue Star. Mortals who have lost their supernatural powers have recreated a civilization called 'technology', which can allow ordinary people to travel thousands of miles in a day. Some of the people standing at the front have already set their sights on the sea of stars, from picking the stars and the moon in the nine days, and diving into the abyss in the deep sea. They can do what you can do, and they can do what you can't. Life should be better than you were then.

"Your descendants are also doing well, although they are no longer the emperor of their word, but they are also respected. Nishizawa's culture and spirit have also been passed down well, and nothing has been lost. Recently, there has been a very promising person, and you have also created a transcendent organization, and it seems that your line is expected to continue until the end of the world.

"The aura has revived, the gods and the pollutants have returned, and unfortunately we have not been able to find a way to defeat them. The news is not very good. However, the way is all thought of by people, and the road is also taken by people. We humans have been able to go all the way from single-celled organisms to the top of the food chain, and we have survived many disasters we have encountered, and this time is not bad.

"Thank you very much, thank you for being the last generation of cultivators. If it weren't for you sacrificing your lives to drive those pollutants out of the main space, it is estimated that Aqua Blue would have fallen a long time ago, and we would not have had a chance to find a way.

"I respect you, senior."

He spoke a little lazy, and when he was grateful, he was not very serious, like a casual chat with a friend at a tea party on a summer night, the shadow of the campfire reflected in his pupils, warm and quiet.

"That's it, go home."

Yan Lu Song raised his head, and above the irregular sky, which had been sunny all the time, it seemed like starlight was sprinkled down.

In an instant, he and he disappeared into the starlight.

……

Akkad Slums...... of the Cizer Empire No, it's not called a slum anymore, it's all demolished.

Now it is called Cornerstone Science and Technology Industrial Park, which is one of the industries under Cornerstone Technology Group.

There is also a well-known historical site in Nishizawa, the Tower of Babel.

Ever since the wayward boss left everyone behind and jumped away with the Tower of Babel on his own, the employees have been stuck in a desperate waiting period.

One day......

Two days......

Three days......

On the third day, the Tower of Babel was finally activated again, and in the clear children's voice of the artificial mind "Ta Ling No. 1", the spiritual power potion in the outer ditch was absorbed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The people who got the news rushed over.

So, as soon as Yan Luge returned, he saw a large number of people crowded in the tower, staring at him strongly, like watching a rare animal wandering on the road.

Song of Words: ???

"What are you doing?" Yan Luge was confused, muttered for a while, and asked tentatively, "Isn't it, it's been three years?" ”