Chapter 568 I'm Back

Two suns overlapped, a long river of light rolled, and from the top of the ancient tree of the gods, a torrent of holy light fell like a physical body.

The darkness of the whole world was being expelled, but the holy light was wailing and singing mourning poems.

The sacred and pure law came because of His will, creating a new paradise for the light elements, but an irreversible price also appeared with it.

All the intelligent creatures on the planet saw the majestic but broken six-winged god.

He walked down from the throne and left the light, his body was as illusory as thin paper. Every time a strand of clear light was peeled off from His body, the darkness and coldness of the whole world would be reduced by one point.

After a few breaths, the sacred and flawless face was like broken porcelain, with cracks on it.

The platinum eyes that symbolized divinity had no sadness or joy, but just calmly watched everything, slowly but resolutely walking towards the depths of darkness.

Wherever He passed, the frozen soil melted and the dead trees came back to life.

Wherever He looked, life and death were reversed, and the dead were reborn.

Because

The origin of light is the origin of matter.

"God, why are you?"

The believers of the church covered their chests, their eyes were already soaked with tears.

They wanted to keep him, but their voices and words could not reach his ears across the sky. They could only grit their teeth and remember this emotion that had never occurred since the Dark Age.

Even the cities that had not yet been occupied by the church and the dark people who had not yet developed faith felt a heart-wrenching pain at this moment.

Just like the departure of a loved one and the disappearance of a close friend, the white god was turning into a holy light that covered the sky and the sun at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A thought of light, illuminating the dark world of all directions.

"Beloberg!?"

The descendants of the gods widened their eyes, as if they could not imagine that the other party would fight against the darkness in this way.

With the rupture of the crystal of the godhead, his body collapsed in the infinite light, and the light of his fall illuminated every fork at the end of the imaginary number at this moment.

Listen to the sound of light, touch the temperature of light, cultivate and sow life in the barren dead land, and become a beacon to guide the way forward in the dark ocean.

This is.

The meaning of light.

If it were an ordinary planet.

The impact of the fall of the God of Light would make this planet not need the sun for the next millions of years, and even lose the distinction between day and night, allowing eternal day to hang high.

But this is not reality.

It is just a memory domain, the past contained in the remains of the dusk ancient beast on the tip of the imaginary tree.

The power of correction is covering abnormal history all the time. Now, just like all the variables in the millions of reincarnations, all possibilities will eventually be attributed to the only one.

The first one to cast his eyes was the Joyful Star God standing in the bloody desert.

He looked at the tree that was intertwined with black and white, like a specimen that could not continue to grow, and the world on all the branches and buds in it emitted white light.

Clusters of discordant black spots appeared out of thin air in the endless light, dyeing the picture with the colors of death and cold.

The light will extinguish the remaining embers.

In the eyes of everyone, a hand suddenly appeared from the holy light that covered the sky and sun, holding the last bright light left after the death of the God of Light in the palm of his hand.

Su Lin looked at the pure divine origin in his hand, and there was a touch of nostalgia for his old friend in his eyes. If this ending is the curtain call of the shattered godhood, its original owner should also be satisfied.

"Not a villain, right?"

He closed his eyes, opened his mouth, raised his head and swallowed the strong pure light in his hand into his stomach. When he opened his eyes again, his pupils gradually turned platinum:

"There must be one, the God of Light."

The sad song of the death of the god suddenly turned, and a stronger and more violent divine power was converted from the eternal furnace.

Endless fierce light surged and woven into six light wings behind him.

Countless rays of light continued to intertwine and entangle, protruding from the void behind him, and finally turned into a giant tree of light that supported the sky.

The giant tree swayed its branches, splitting in half from the middle, and opening the door to the kingdom of God.

Day and night stood side by side, the stars twinkled, countless meteors streaked across the sky, and on the endless green fields, the illusory light feathers fell from the sky.

The light elements cheered and the newly born light elves also shared the joy, so all the creatures illuminated by the light could listen to the heavenly music played by it and see the information contained in the holy light.

They saw

The blond and blue-eyed man standing in the sky, turning into a new day, stepped onto the long steps and ascended to God!

"My Lord Bishop?!"

"Bishop Otto?!"

"Emissary."

Except for the descendants of God, most believers did not know that the bishop who gave speeches in cities was actually the same person as the God of Light.

Under the attention of the world, people discovered the true face of another sun.

Su Lin slowly descended from the feathers of light of the Kingdom of God. He opened his arms and declared to all living beings:

"I am the only one in the world."

The whole world was frozen, like a black and white TV screen that had paused after the pause button was pressed.

The faith accumulated by the incense and god-making technique was completely transformed. Until just now, the terrifying wish power carried the gods' impression of the God of Light and also built an illusory authority.

Light, life, flame, sun, sacrifice, salvation, and hope.

This is the moment when reality and illusion are reversed and the old body is burned!

"This is the Genesis of Light."

After the violent space-time expansion of the universe, the freely propagating photons that cooled down, the first ray of light at the beginning of the universe, brought with it terrifying heat, smearing this cold and dead reality.

With a crushing attitude, this place becomes the beginning of the paradox.

In the vast white light, Su Lin pulled out his current self from history, made him sit on the throne left by Perun, and took over to maintain the day.

Giovanni asked from the side:

"My Lord Bishop, even if the life on this planet is special, you have temporarily changed the ending of the story, but don't forget that only this memory realm is reality. Once you leave here, they will become a puddle again. Dead water~"

"Is it possible that you plan to dedicate yourself to let everyone have a sweet dream?"

"In that case, I will find a way to help you select the top ten people who touched the world in this Amber Age, and then mail the trophy to you."

He's right.

Even if he doesn't want to deal with this person now, Su Lin naturally knows this.

Because the future has been ended by the Star God, it can only repeat old dreams after death.

From the moment of the birth of the planet to the growth of Black God's will, the same ending is played out over and over again.

Because of the existence of the tree of imaginary numbers and the memory matter flowing out of the hole, these dreams are reality until waking up.

It is darkness and all living things on this planet.

It floats in the ocean of memory, and the integrated terminal tree is the only straw that limits and "lives".

Su Lin took out a silver medal that was broken into two parts and threw it to the historical projection on the throne.

"At this point, please allow me to express my gratitude to you." Su Linhuan walked, and started a duet with Giovanni around the throne: "You reminded me."

"Oh?" Giovanni was puzzled.

"Since the Black God's will can swallow other gods to strengthen itself, it can gain main control over the body and tree of 'Rhodes'."

Su Lin said calmly: "Then I am the White God. Why don't I swallow it and gain control of this world? Of course, I don't like eating rotten corpses."

The First God Key appeared in Su Lin's hand. Under Giovanni's gaze, the corners of his mouth raised, showing a confident smile.

"So you see, what you have to do is actually very simple, you just need some help."

In the bloody desert where the end of the Imaginary Tree is located.

Already rendered by white light, only the roots of the tree still remain with the creeping darkness.

Buzz——! ! !

Star God Aha stood slightly sideways and looked towards the distance where the void was broken into squares. A huge locomotive roared and smashed into the space, dragging one carriage after another in the desert.

He looked at the man sitting on the front of the train, first a little stunned, and then

"Haha...hahahahahahaha!"

His uproarious laughter suddenly sounded, "It's so similar, so interesting~ha, hahahahahahaha!"

Laughter seemed to awaken something, first a circle of insignificant ripples, and then evolved into a tsunami that shook the earth.

Densely packed, countless black shadows squeezed and clung to each other, vying to emerge from the red desert and move towards the locomotive, which was the second divine key [One Thousand Realms] that could open the passage to the Tree of Imaginary Numbers. Rush away.

"Long live destiny!!!"

Aha was cheering. He laughed loudly, raised the mask that Su Lin had thrown away before, and imitated Su Lin's tone and said: "It's so fun! It's so fun! Just do this, you just drive, and the rest Leave it to Aha!"

"Change the direction and first create that Star God to be a brave man in another world." Su Lin said.

The huge body of Qianjie Yicheng suddenly turned around, countless black shadows condensed, and tens of thousands of monsters crawled out from under the ground. Without exception, they all really existed on the planet and were captured by the ancient beasts of dusk. Something that was swallowed up and eventually merged with the darkness.

Su Lin could even see those same faces, including...

The descendants of gods such as the Harbinger of Catastrophe, the Twelve Gods, the Breeding Envoy, the People of Plenty, the Midnight Star, and so on.

Su Lin calmly took out a glass of red wine, supported his chin with one hand, and said, "Leave it to you."

He snapped his fingers.

The huge carriages dragged by the locomotive exploded one by one, and countless roars and roars were heard in the sky filled with broken metal flying debris.

“Everything is dedicated to the God of Light!!!”

Corresponding to the black tsunami, facing us are thousands of creatures that accidentally survived the dark ending and should not have appeared here.

Midnight Star, Fire Demon, Bernard, Shouzhou, WingMakers, and Catastrophe Vanguard. A total of ten people rushed to the front with the God Key.

Their bodies were illuminated by the white light projected from the trees, and they tore open holes of different sizes in the darkness with their fearless fighting style.

"The subversion and turning of fate, with a group of dream bubbles immersed in sorrow, love and hatred, trying to reverse history and reality, hahaha."

An increasingly high-pitched and creepy laughter echoed, and He began to dance, twisting in a funny manner to avoid the locomotive that almost injured him.

He watched as the man led the descendants of gods to stand out from the monster's encirclement, inserting one divine key after another into the roots of the tree, awakening the sleeping ancient beast of dusk.

Starburst fragments flowed everywhere.

I don’t know how many years have passed since the end of the world has changed. In the blending of black and white, in the reverberation of the joyful "Saplings Grow High and Dance", in the counter-time arrows sent by hunting and all kinds of eyes that gradually glanced at this place. Down

Su Lin smiled slightly: "I'm back again, saint."

["My Lord Bishop, I'm sorry. I didn't want these things to happen, but you know~ I just can't help it hahaha."

"Otto, my good friend, I will do my best to show respect in this game. God, the last time I had so much fun was last time."

"Whenever I talk about this, I can't help but sigh. It would be great if Akivali was still alive~ Maybe the three of us can find a way to tear down the walls of that idiot Cunhu and watch him start from scratch, or randomly pick one of the unlucky guys and give him a few hits. This makes me believe in what that academic term is called? Oh, the anti-monopoly system you often talk about~ Hahaha."]

The weird atmosphere spread in silence.

Ever since several employees of the company found these fragments of the Amber King's body with written records and some oil paintings from the star god Aha in the church, the direction of the whole thing has undergone a 180-degree change.

It was not that Aha's credit rating was raised in the company's credit department, but the information engraved on it.

"Collecting the twelve God's Keys can gain [infinite] life. This is not the blessing of the great~good~God~of abundance. There is no~, any side effects~ and you can also gain the power to reorganize any planet."

"But if you collect any God's Key and offer it to Aha, Aha may be able to meet your small request~"

"Friendly reminder, in a certain paranoid and arrogant Erlangzi Tongxie territory, there is Pinoconi who likes to daydream. You can sneak into the memory behind the door."

"Do you want Aha to help you realize your wish?! Go, Aha has put all his wealth in the memory!"

The authenticity of this information is no longer important. What is important is that in addition to the Interstellar Peace Company, other forces in the universe have also obtained the same information.

It is said that enthusiastic citizens left this information in a spaceship of mourning and pity.

This also means that the company's confidentiality work and the fact that it has spent so much on ruins mining are useless!

In the end, even the Interstellar Peace Company could not take it all by itself.

"Those emissaries seemed to intentionally prevent the company's employees from entering and exiting the bronze door, muddying the water and giving us an opportunity."

"Let all players on the Ether Front participate, and recycle the items that can be explored at a high price, and indicate the reward amount!"

"Oh my God, isn't this my old friend Pioneer~." The handsome but somewhat unruly blue-haired man smiled awkwardly but politely after seeing Xing:

"Old Sambo has suffered a lot recently, family, can you lend me some funds to make ends meet?"

He leaned on his crutches, raised his bandaged hand and waved.

He was first bombed into Dr. Natasha's clinic. After two days of treatment and discharge, he wanted to go to the wild to earn some living expenses, but he had a cold leg uncle's leg.

"I don't know which bastard robbed all the sausages in old Sangbo's base, leaving only a can of herring and soda bean juice."

Thinking of that smell, Sangbo's face turned green.

The can of herring is fine, but the fish meat inside has turned into juice~

In order to survive, old Sangbo did it with his eyes closed, and he didn't recover until now.

"One hundred thousand credit points, buy a piece of information." Xing took out his mobile phone.

Sangbo's eyes lit up, and he dropped his crutches and slid to his knees on the ground, and was about to hug Xing's thighs.

"Tell me what the God of Fun asked you to do?"

Xing stepped on Sangbo's face and stopped the other party's exaggerated actions.

"What God of Fun? I don't know him."

Sangbo patted the dust on his face and stood up with a cough.

"150,000."

"Uh"

"200,000."

"That's the Joy Star God, and old Sambo is just one."

"500,000, plus the Great Guardian's amnesty."

"Collect twelve God Keys and throw them into a black hole for scrapping. Cash or transfer?"

Xing tapped a few times on his phone and transferred a small portion of the funds given by Bronya. The rest should be enough for him to squander for a month.

"This is not a secret." Sambo glanced at Xing who turned away and smiled, "It's an old task from many years ago, but everyone has never seen the real thing."

"Many years?" Xing asked in confusion.

"Yes, thousands of years."

Sambo pulled off the plaster bandage and said helplessly, "Otherwise, old Sambo would not have been paralyzed by counterfeit products. Alas~ What a sin."