Chapter 1352 The So-Called Heavenly Question

I never thought that long and slow classical music in the past would be so reassuring now.

At this moment, no matter how vulgar he was in the past, no matter how he thought he was insulated from art, he felt the beauty and encouragement permeated in the melody from the bottom of his heart.

In the flowing essence, countless emotions surge like colorful colors.

Just above the pitch black and scarlet battlefield.

After abandoning the ordinary vision, at this moment, Huai Shi's observation can see the colorful brilliance rising from the battlefield.

It was a flash of light in the soul.

Those sublimated colors are changing and flowing in the radiance of the source material, rising, spreading, contracting, and falling, everything seems to be integrated into this symphony that resounds throughout the battlefield.

When the laws and miracles of the Great Mystery fall from the sky, and the sefirot circuit and correction value of the Rainbow Bridge are connected to the soul, this abundant feeling of becoming one with the world emerges from everyone's heart.

Involuntarily, from this stalemate battle situation, the painful suffering of rushing, fighting, and retreating, was immersed in the melody that soothes the soul.

At the same time, this reaction and resonance from each soul, in turn, triggered a vast resonance in Guixu and Tianque.

The divinities of Da Siming and Yun Zhongjun merge into one place,

I have thousands of bodies, and all of them are one.

What Huai Shi did was to push gently at the middle position, and then a wonderful chain reaction rippled out from his fingertips.

Roaring, lamenting, sighing, laughing, groaning, cheering...

The countless echoes were like a sea tide, drowning his soul, making him indulge in this unprecedented surging rhythm.

The destiny inherited from the gods was satisfied in this unprecedented huge correction, and the divinity ushered in another surge in its operation.

And just above Huai Shi's head, the ancient jade crown emerged from the bright light.

The crown of national mourning is condensed and formed.

Then, as if responding instinctively, in the joyful song of all things, Huai Shi raised his eyes, and before his eyes, countless records of events flashed past.

The branches of events are covered in thick ink, and on the title page of the Book of Destiny, the first line of ancient text slowly emerges.

【In the beginning of ancient times, who preached the gospel? 】

That was the first question sent to the world in ancient times.

——In the primitive era of chaos, what kind of power created the magnificent phenomena in this world?

boom!

The thunder of nothingness suddenly bursts out from the ears of every soul.

A vast sound like a celestial movement emerged from the sky above the Thunder Temple. Under the authority of this great secret ritual, all phenomena flowed from the miraculous imprint of Tianwen.

Back to the original state!

The huge halo spread like ripples, and wherever it passed, all the curses and erosions that had been imposed on this hell were eradicated!

The blood is gone and the clouds are gone.

The barren land is covered with vast yellow sand, and the gleam of war is constantly flashing in the dim depth. In the silent hell, only the carrier of the Great Mystery blooms with brilliant colors and covers everything.

When the most difficult beginning of the first sentence was completed, Huai Shi felt as if he had turned into a terrifying black hole. Above his head, the light of the National Memorial Crown was no longer there, but was instead madly sucking in everything from the current situation. The source material and correction value passed over.

One percent, two percent, three percent...

In just a few moments, the 4% correction value had been swallowed up by the Crown of National Mortality, and then, the subsequent chapters emerged from the miraculous seal like a spring, pulling everything together and bringing about earth-shaking changes. The change!

[The upper and lower parts have no form, so how can we examine them? 】, 【Who can be the best between darkness and darkness? 】, 【Bright and dark, but what is time? 】, 【Yin and Yang triad, what is the origin and what transformation? 】

Where did heaven and earth come from before they were formed? Where did chaos come into being? How did day and night come into being? Where does the essence of all phenomena in the changing yin and yang come from?

Thousands of thunder and thunderbolts emerged out of thin air between heaven and earth, wandering around, sweeping through everything in the raging storm. In the rapid rotation of darkness and day, faint shadows emerge from this desolate world.

Like a mirage.

Stately cities and palaces, mighty rivers and boundless land, decayed ruins and familiar fortresses, endless fields and lush forests...

There has never been such a luxurious opportunity as at this moment, allowing Huai Shi to consistently unfold the prelude to Imprint of Miracles: Tianwen.

In addition to the current situation itself, there is no other institution or organization that can provide such a huge power to allow the events in the Crown of National Sorrow to rise and change.

In the Book of Destiny, the chapters of Tianwen are flowing rapidly.

As for the extraction of source material, it has reached a crazy level. The throne has been completely burned red, and Huai Shi's body has been on the verge of collapse and burning several times under the erosion of the torrent of source matter. And all the power, after passing through the soul, is devoted to this recreated god. Among the traces.

Sirens kept ringing in the central command post.

Amid the Rainbow Bridge's alarm, a huge gap appeared on the screen - more than 20% of the source of energy leading to the node, old and new inscriptions, was consumed by Huai Shi!

The person in charge of the Rainbow Bridge wiped his sweat and looked behind him: "Your Highness Ahe, are you..."

"Let him continue."

The old lady stared at the changes in hell: "Increase the supply."

After a brief hesitation, the person in charge of the Rainbow Bridge nodded, gritted his teeth, and pushed the lever in front of him to the highest point. With the crisp friction sound, the rainbow light falling from the sky was as dazzling as the rushing river of the sun.

For a moment, Huaishi felt like she was completely submerged. But soon he no longer had time to worry about those changes. He just concentrated on the operation of Tianwen, instinctively pushing it to change downwards.

【The circle is nine levels, which camp can save it? 】

What kind of things and people can measure and measure the Nine Heavenly Tower?

As a result, dragons and snakes rose from the earth, and complicated mystical matrices unfolded from the inside out. After the nine-layered boundary covered most of the battlefield, it enveloped the entire hinterland area of ​​the current situation.

【What is the merit of this, and who did it first? 】

Whose hand did such a huge creation come from?

On the top of the head of the statue of Jupiter, the crown of rainbow light expanded and changed again, as if a projection of the entire reality emerged from it.

[How can the good office be connected, and how can the heaven be added? 】

Where is the star axis rope tied? Where is the center of everything in the world?

The infinite laws and frames overlap at this moment, as if forming a translucent giant pillar of light, rising from the middle of the realm of the Nine Heavens Tower.

Connecting Biluo and Huangquan.

[Why should the eight pillars be used? Why should the southeast suffer? 】, 【On the occasion of nine days, how can I make peace with my family? 】

collapse!

Just when Huaishi wanted to push Tianwen to evolve to a new realm, the cry from the deepest part of his soul stopped his movements abruptly.

When he came back to his senses, he saw that his soul was on the verge of collapse and in pieces.

And the deep pain emerging from consciousness.

It seemed like it was going to be burned down...

Reached his own limit.

On the throne, blood continued to seep out from between Huai Shi's mouth and nose, causing him to feel dizzy. With his current soul, it is no longer enough to bear the pressure and load caused by Tianwen's operation.

But when he turned around and looked behind him, he felt the gentle wind blowing from the current situation.

Under the blue sky, grass and trees grow on the barren land, and new buds are born. Amidst the sound of the earth, the tide surges, and the pure sea water rushes from a distance, turning into a turbulent lake.

Hell no more.

Under the control and changes of the Great Mystery, this place has completely become an extension of the current situation.

When that round of warm sunshine fell from the sky, it illuminated the dull faces. In the trenches, the embarrassed soldiers looked up at the dazzling sun.

When trembling fingers touched the fertile earth, those faces covered with dirt and ashes shed tears involuntarily.

Now, even though the front is a hell filled with blood, fire and curses, behind them is their home.

My hometown is never far away.

Always by their side.

"Long live! Long live! Long live!!!"

I don’t know who cheered ecstatically first. From every corner of the battlefield, unconcealable joy appeared on every illuminated face.

Different languages, different skin colors, different identities.

But when they bathed in the wind from their hometown, all their hesitation, uneasiness and despair quickly dissipated. There are only almost crazy counterattacks, desperate attacks, and the roar from the soul.

Toward hell.

Bathed in the sunshine from their hometown, the torrent of steel shouted in ecstasy and launched a counterattack towards hell.

Continuous loud noises rang out from the forefront of the war. The fulcrums of the Great Mystery carried on the backs of large machines and giant beasts, and the centers located above the torrents and mountains, pierced into the earth one after another.

Like a nail, the brilliance of this present state is left in hell. Layers of gorgeous rainbow lights intertwined into a network on the blue sky, laying down the law.

Turn this hell into their paradise.

At this moment, with the expansion and spread of other nodes, one-third of hell has been shrouded in the light of the current situation.

And when this magnificent creation was temporarily suspended, even Huai Shi was shocked by the changes he had promoted.

Until now, he finally understood why among the Heavenly Kingdom pedigree, only Tianwen Road was regarded as an auxiliary.

No matter how destructive it is and how super-model its survivability is, in the final analysis, all preparations are to serve this mission.

Li Hun, He Bo, Shan Gui, Xiang Jun, Shao Siming, Yunzhong Jun, Da Siming, Dong Jun... Every step is to support part of the current situation.

In the end, the inheritance of the Crown of National Sorrow contained the entire evolution stage of the current state in the [Miracles Seal·Tianwen].

The final result created by the Tianwen Road is the tool used to maintain the current situation.

Whether it is the original project - The Death of All Things, the first project - Zarathustra, the second project - Rainbow Bridge, the third project - Sea of ​​Silver, the fourth project - Kingdom of Heaven, or even turning the deep hell into the present state. The Green Sun sequence on the border, the Golden Dawn project that explores the essence of the abyss... all creation and development will be maintained and consolidated by them.

In the future blueprint of the Astronomical Society, the existence of the Tianwen series is an indispensable and important tool.

Unfortunately, that wish was too huge and far-fetched, and it was never completely fulfilled until the fall of the Utopia. As expected, this is by no means a force that can be promoted by the sublimator alone, but requires more external links and secret rituals to jointly bear this huge pressure.

Although I already know the attributes and essence of my tool, to be honest, this feeling is not bad.

Now that the hard work of creation is over, the time has come to surrender to destruction.

Between heaven and earth, the Thunder Temple moved mightily, slowly pushing towards the battlefield.

Then, stop in front of the poor outcast from hell.

"Hey, it looks familiar."

On the throne, Huai Shi propped up his chin and looked down jokingly.

At the edge of the current realm, that mass of burnt and broken flesh and blood, a survivor in this earth-shaking change - but this may not be his luck, it would be better to say that it is his misfortune.

The ruling level destruction center transformed and stimulated by the Minister of Growth.

The Duke of the Magic Mountain!

As if aware of the meaningful overlook in the Thunder Temple, the mass of rotten flesh and blood as huge as a mountain was trembling. After the other Hell Legions noticed the strange phenomenon, they began to retreat and shrink quickly.

Only it has already taken root under the order of the Minister of Growth, completely fixing itself in this field.

There is nowhere to escape.

"Remember what I said, Mr. Magic Mountain."

Huai Shi's cheerful voice sounded from the sky, accompanied by the shrill and dazzling thunder. Amidst the roar of the sky tower, countless border relics condensed and formed from the clouds, entangled with thunder, and locked on the squirming thing on the earth. A lump of rotten meat.

"It doesn't matter if you really don't understand words like fate, gift, price, etc. I can explain to you the situation you are facing now in more straightforward terms.

In short, that's..."

Yun Zhongjun paused for a moment, as if thinking, and told him solemnly:

"You idiot, pay me back!"

At that moment, thousands of thunders and swords fell from the clouds like heavy rain.

The heaven and earth ushered in a long and terrifying loud noise and roar, and the cracked earth trembled violently. In a collision and explosion, every time a silver light fell from the sky, it was followed by thunder.

When the nautilus patrols through the clouds, countless border relics are sprinkled in the roaring sky.

The brutal bombing has begun!

In the last moment, the broken and rooted flesh and blood polymer only had time to scream tragically to the hell behind him.

As if he had seen the tragic ending of his own demise in the cruel ravage, he desperately called to the Prime Minister - Master, save me!

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