I, the Creator, Cultivated a Civilization of Monsters

Chapter 462: Appeal to the God of All Gods

Instantly!

A huge crack was torn in the boundless universe, and there was a black cavity in the crack.

Then, a majestic and magnificent city actually penetrated from the black cavity.

This city was dark blue, and only the center of the city was flashing with blood-red light.

That light was like a heart, pulsating with a flash.

That terrifying breath came from here.

"The previous war made me tired, and I don't want to return to my own star field, and I am disturbed."

A voice was transmitted to the ground through a special device.

Hearing the sound.

All fifty-two people on the ground knelt down, and they hurriedly responded: "In accordance with the great Alex's intention, all soldiers, clean up the courtyard immediately!"

This voice came from all directions.

Not just on the ground.

The city in space, the distant dark universe, and the empty black cavity seemed to have this voice.

They are not just a few people, it seems that they are a cosmic army.

The voice entered the heart of the space city, and that existence simply said: "Alex is not great, but it's time to clean it up."

As soon as these words came out, the universe instantly fell into a weird atmosphere.

It seemed that there was an invisible net that caught the stars in this star field like fish in the center.

At that time.

There were thousands of stars falling, and these thousands of planets, without exception, were all creation planets.

All the planets that existed on the creators were... extinct!

Most of the creators barely escaped because they had turned on the "excessive screen protection" before, and they could save their lives, but their creations, including native creatures, were not spared.

And those humanoid creatures called warriors took less than ten minutes.

From the macroscopic background of the universe, it was as if tens of millions of streamlines burst out from the vicinity of the black cavity.

They were like the strongest bacteria in the world, quickly invading the eggs of the planets, and in the blink of an eye, they completely infected the eggs!

That was a desperate cleaning speed.

In just ten minutes, tens of thousands of creators fled in a panic!

And the trend of this cleaning is still expanding!

The expected range will be very large.

This world.

Urban area.

As one creator after another was forced to flee back, a turmoil began.

These creators were strong and weak.

They could not accept that their creation planets were killed in an instant under inexplicable circumstances!

Among them, there were boys who had just reached adulthood, social people who valued entertainment above all else, military forces in various cities, geniuses from large families, and even "top creators" specially trained in certain cities.

They were all like babies who were powerless and were beaten to a pulp by that inexplicable force!

If the overall force was too weak, it would be understandable.

But there were many powerful and confident creators among them.

For example, Dongcheng's current number one creator, Dongbai.

Dong Bai is the nephew of the Lord of Dongcheng.

After he was forced to flee back to Dongcheng, he still looked incredulous, and immediately ran to the Lord's Castle of Dongcheng!

"Uncle! Uncle!" Before he arrived, the hysterical voice had already spread into the Lord's Castle, "Uncle! Too much!"

"What's the matter?" The Lord, who was handling official business in the Lord's Castle, frowned.

He was somewhat dissatisfied with this nephew.

A nephew is a nephew, and he will never be as important as his own son in his heart.

It's a pity that his son died.

For the future of Dongcheng, he had to train a relative again, and the final candidate was this nephew.

After Dong Bai broke into the Lord's Castle, he said breathlessly: "I! They are too much! They are simply not human beings, and they took, took all my planets!! My creation planet is gone!"

The Lord of Dongcheng frowned and listened. He didn't hear the previous words clearly, but he heard the last sentence clearly.

The Creation Planet is gone!

This!

It's not a small matter!

It's a big matter that is closely related to the future development of Dongcheng! Important matter! Core matter!

"Pa!"

The big hand of the Lord of Dongcheng slammed on the desk fiercely, and roared: "What! What are you doing! Tell me, who did it!?"

The violent roar of the Lord of Dongcheng frightened Dongbai, who was angry.

He was frightened and calmed down a little, then he trembled and replied: "I, I don't know who did it... This can't be blamed on me, the other party is too strong, I didn't even have time to react..."

"Pa!"

Another slap!

However, this slap was not slapped on the desk, but slapped hard on Dongbai's face.

"Waste!! Iron waste!" The Lord of Dongcheng pointed at Dongbai's nose with a ferocious face, "You didn't even know what other people called you after you were killed! What do you do for a living!"

Dongbai never thought that he was a victim, why did he have to suffer domestic violence from his uncle...

Is this a typical victim-blaming theory?

Damn, my face hurts.

"Uncle, you can't blame me for this. The actual situation is like that. I asked the other party, but he couldn't answer truthfully. Besides, the system didn't show which civilization invaded me!"

"It didn't show?"

"Yes! If they were people from the Civilization Showdown, they would definitely be displayed, but that group of people didn't show up! And they didn't use the comet train, they just dropped directly from the sky!"

"What?" A trace of doubt flashed across the face of the Lord of Dongcheng. He stared at Dongbai's face carefully, trying to smell a hint of deception, but there was none. "No information was displayed, and no comet train was used. That means there are only two answers. Either the creator outside the Civilization Showdown event used his own technology to fly to your side, or... you, a waste, were destroyed by the local civilization!"

"Local civilization? Uncle, don't be ridiculous, If I could be destroyed by those weak local civilizations, I would just die!"

"Hmph, it's better not to be." The Lord of Winter City snorted coldly, "In this case, if the technology of the Creator can reach that level at present, it is really terrible."

"Uncle, I swear that I have not been idle for a minute in the Creation World. I have been working diligently every day and have long been among the top 500. It is impossible to be destroyed so easily. There must be a problem. Please look into it! It's best... to appeal to the God of All Gods to see if my creation planet can be restored to me. "

Dong Bai was also very distressed. That was his creation planet. It was also very uncomfortable to be destroyed.

When the Lord of Winter City heard this, he suddenly thought of something...

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