Chapter 991 God Lords

In the sea of ​​knowledge, the silver magicians who had just entered the virtual realm were running away like crazy. They also want to exit the virtual realm directly, but just exiting the virtual realm requires twenty seconds of staying still. This time is enough for the virtual realm creatures to have a full meal and pick their teeth.

They never thought that the quiet sea of ​​knowledge would one day be so furious, with waves hitting them dizzy one after another. They also never thought that even if they swam for a long time, they might not encounter a fish-killing dragon, but one day it would. It was so crowded that they had no way to escape!

Countless virtual creatures emerged from the seabed. Growth-stage creatures that were rarely seen in the past were everywhere. There were even mature creatures that spread their wings and flew in the air. What frightened the magicians even more was that the mournful screams that penetrated thousands of miles of white mist made their souls tremble and their spirits drain away just by hearing them. This was far beyond imagination of personal suppression, at least completely physical. The existence of the above!

One after another, silver magicians lost their lives at the mouths of virtual creatures, and there were not a few who even lost their lives because of it. It is not true that magicians can escape death every time, but after they die, their souls will quickly return to their original bodies within a few seconds. Generally speaking, virtual creatures can only take a few more bites at this time, but magicians can at least stay. A little bit of soul makes a comeback.

But this time, every magician is guarded by at least ten virtual creatures. Once he dies, ten bloody mouths will bite his soul crazily. Even the magicians who managed to save their lives by virtue of luck and strength were without exception severely injured and couldn't even take care of themselves while lying in bed!

The situation in Time Continent is much better, because many magicians died before they could react.

Those magicians who thought that the "Weaver of Destiny", "The Bull of the Sky Chariot" and "The Time Walker" were just spreading lies, and that the so-called 'white bull' was actually a natural phenomenon and not a life at all, on this day they witnessed something that might be unprecedented, and maybe even unprecedented. spectacle.

They saw the white bull running.

It runs wildly across the time continent at a speed that is a hundred times faster than normal walking. No matter you are a proud man of heaven, a fighting genius, or a senior magician, at this moment you can only watch time go away from you at a speed of a hundred times, and the flowing golden river is almost like a flood. The speed of breaking the dam follows the white bull.

The magicians drive virtual wings and use miracles, but they can't catch up with the passing time and can only fall into the realm of silence that loses all color.

If one could die peacefully in the Quiet Realm where time stopped, then the silver magicians in the Sea of ​​Knowledge would probably grit their teeth with envy. After all, dying in the Quiet Realm would not be as damaging to the soul as being bitten by the Fish-Slaying Dragon.

But the problem is that the time continent is a circle, and the white bull will run back.

Before they were completely still and dead, the white bull returned from its full circle. The violent Liujin River ravaged the earth like a flood. The magicians were submerged in the Liujin River before they could react, and were washed away by time.

That's fine if they are young people, but for old magicians, the erosion of the Golden River will accelerate the aging of their souls. The last moments of their souls will become the waves of this time flood, and they will never have the chance to return to reality.

Although there were heavy casualties, it actually had little impact on society, because in this sudden disaster, both the sacred magicians and the legendary magicians were safe and sound. Ruby Mountain has been isolated from the inside and outside before, and the new three-story "Dream Staircase" in the virtual realm is under construction. The Holy Domain magicians who try to explore will be killed by strange accidents. Over time, everyone will naturally wait for the Dream Staircase. Renovation completed.

The five countries almost immediately issued a "High Risk Warning to the Virtual Realm" to prevent magicians from connecting to the virtual realm. No one knows why the virtual realm suddenly becomes violent, let alone why the virtual realm targets the magician, but they can vaguely realize that they are just affected by the anger.

As they move forward with heavy burdens, there must be someone who is taking the time to calm down.

No one can stay away from it. When a speck of dust falls from time to time, it will become a mountain above everyone's head.

The strong ones at the top always get the fruits, and the weak ones at the bottom always have to pay the price.

However, if the magicians who suffered heavy losses and even died this time could know the truth, they might have some comfort. Because it's not just them who are paying the price this time.

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In the Blood Moon Heaven, on the altar in front of the world's secret area "Sea of ​​Blood", the Skinned Twins, the Scarlet Maid, the Night Shadow Priest, and the Blessing Angel led tens of thousands of subjects to kneel down and pray. The ever-scarlet moon fell into something that even the Blood Moon Angel had never seen. During a total lunar eclipse, only the bright corona was left around the moon's shadow, and the sky and earth were dark, with only the turbid dark red in the sea of ​​blood still flowing.

As the blood sea gradually boiled, the water inside also changed from dark red to bright red. He was obviously so violent, but when he walked out from the depths of the sea, the water gently lifted his bare feet with clear joints and pushed his tall naked body affectionately.

His skin is as pale as snow, and his black hair hangs down like a waterfall, but his body is as muscular as a work of art sculpted by God himself; his eyes are blood red and as bright as gems, but he also has a supple and flexible wolf tail; he has gluttonous fangs. , and even more furious claws.

He is the intertwining of blood and moon, and is the ruler who stands at the top of all races.

When he landed on the altar, the blood moon resumed its brilliance, but all the light belonged to the only master of this world, and every light weaved the most noble robe on him. The vast sea of ​​​​blood swept up, turning respectfulness into a shawl, adding glory to the most benevolent and kind king.

"Stars." Blood Moon Extreme Master said calmly: "This time, you win."

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In the omniscient heaven, in this world built by countless layers of spider webs, the bell-listening angel, the last-word angel, and the watching angel come to the center of the heaven. What they see before them is a cocoon woven from spider silk. The cocoon is tightly woven together, and countless dark whispers come from it. Every word is a secret, and every sigh is a piece of history.

When the cocoon cracked, countless pieces of black cloth escaped from the gap, and the whole world became black and white. The spider web and the black cloth together weaved an unimaginable giant web. The black cloth contained all the secrets of the past. , Baisi observes all the truths now. When they are combined, they become the whole future of this world.

In the center of the cocoon, a long-legged lady with long pink and purple hair slowly opened her eyes. She stretched out her hand and picked up the paper umbrella rising from the center of black and white. She opened the paper umbrella and raised it. Outside the umbrella was a blend of black and white, but inside the umbrella was a still-speeding train.

"Stars," the omniscient Weaver narrowed his eyes, "This is just my prelude, the real victory or defeat is yet to come."

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In the fantasy paradise, there is a small library located on a world tree that runs through the sky and the earth. But there are billions of books hidden in this library. If anyone is lucky enough to visit this library, he will find that every book here is a magician's manual.

In the center of the library, there is also a magician's manual. When the wind blew open its pages, it was blank at first, but soon lines of text appeared:

"He is the most beautiful human being in the world, with long hair like the sun and eyes like the moon. He can hear the sounds of all things and see the colors of all things; his bones are stronger than the hardest alloy. His flesh and blood will regenerate every time he breathes; his body structure perfectly embodies the beauty of engineering, and his power is under control with every movement of his hands; his brain is the most complex neural network, and everything he thinks can influence reality... …”

As the words filled hundreds of pages in seconds, the figure of an orange-haired boy emerged from the pages little by little. When he landed on the floor, the magician's manual behind him disappeared.

He raised his hand, and a storm of knowledge instantly set off in the library. Hundreds of millions of magician's manuals gathered in his hand and condensed into a pair of glasses, which he gently put on.

"This time." The Dream Music Master sighed, "I lost."

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In the Infinite Heaven, the never-ending banquet is still being held in the world's secret realm "Hall of Valor". Drinking and carousing, brave men from thousands of years ago, warriors from thousands of years ago, countless strong men traveled through time and space to gather here to enjoy the rewards of fate for their bravery.

Death is never the only ending.

Suddenly, the golden bell in the Hall of Heroes rang with a sound that reached all over the sky, awakening the blood of the dead and the fighting spirit of the dead souls. When the golden bell rings, the banquet will enter its climax!

All the heroic spirits obtained flesh and blood bodies and magical weapons. They looked at each other and raised their weapons with respect. After waiting for so long, they can finally know who is the most brave God of War in this hall!

Bones and flesh turned into mud, blood flowed into rivers, the beacon fire burned out, and the sound of drums faded away. When the warrior killed the last brave man and stood up from the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, he looked around and found that no one was standing except himself.

He crossed over the banquet with cold wine and cold dishes, across the pale wasteland paved with bones, across the scalding river of blood, across the lush wheat fields, across the snow-capped mountains, and came to the only throne in the Hall of Heroes.

When he sat down, his hair turned silvery white, his skin was like weathered rock, and his face was carved with deep marks by the years. He crossed his arms and the bells of the Hall of Valor rang again to celebrate the return of the strongest warrior to his throne!

"Next time," Lord Wu Jian Yuan said solemnly, "I will not lose again."

PS: The next chapter will be later.