After I Went Crazy, I Became the Creator

Chapter 389: Fateful Disaster

Sensory looked at those stubborn humans, and underneath his words was an extremely cold murderous intention.

He just wanted to become a human pillar god, is that so unforgivable?

From ancient times to now, has Jiang Zhen accomplished anything?

So far, there are only three things that are clearly related to the human pillar god Jiang Zhen.

When the feather pillar god ascended to godhood, Jiang Zhen helped.

When the light of imitation died before his death, Jiang Zhen helped.

And when there were many twisted things, the cracks behind him exiled the twisted things to this era. Apart from that, Jiang Zhen has not done anything human.

In other words, for most humans, it doesn’t matter whether there is a human pillar god Jiang Zhen.

On the contrary, if it is difficult for sentient beings to ascend to godhood, in the short term, humans will definitely benefit greatly.

As for the long term.

Don’t think about it.

Other races can do everything they can to get rid of the infection and interference of their own sentient difficulties.

Then humans can do it themselves. Maybe those problems will not be important when they become pillar gods?

So, why do these people have such great malice towards me?

They have solidified their hostility towards me, and have not thought about the possibility of becoming a pillar god and coexisting with them peacefully.

"I am not a person who does not tolerate others, but you will never appear in my future world!" Zhijue Nan has learned another strong emotion - hatred!

As the words fell, countless blacks emerged from the illusions of those fortresses, turning into surging waves, and quickly photographed them.

"No wonder it looks so familiar, it turned out to be a mausoleum fortress!" After seeing those blacks, the star spirit reacted and quickly reminded Luo Ding and the chief.

The so-called mausoleum fortress is the mausoleum fortress.

The feathered people believe that after their life is over, they will return to the gods.

Because this is something clearly recorded in the feathered people's track, the feathered people hate to leave illusions in the illusionary world, which means that their journey is not complete.

And because the feathered people are born in the earth, they are used to letting themselves be in the earth after death.

This also led to many creatures always asking about the feathered people's bodies and wanting to be corpse thieves.

After all, the body of the feathered man really has too many treasures.

The blood of the feathered man can replenish life, and with special methods, it can even increase lifespan.

The feathers of the feathered man can also be used in many places, whether it is to make weapons or used for rituals, they are very effective.

A lot of traces can be extracted from the internal organs, muscles, etc. of the feathered man, which are related to the internal circulation of the feathered man, and a lot of knowledge can be obtained from them.

Things like the bones, blood, tendons, etc. of the feathered man are extremely good conductors of survival.

It can be said that for any other creature, obtaining a feathered man's corpse can be considered a fortune.

In the face of this rampant body theft, the feathered man built a mausoleum.

The purpose of the mausoleum is to protect the bodies of the feathered people, so that their bodies can decay normally in the soil and turn into mud.

The architectural style of the mausoleum is actually no different from that of ordinary feathered people.

The purpose is to confuse other people's "cognition" so that they can't tell which is the tomb of the feathered man.

In addition, the mausoleum also has a strong protective ability.

Once the mausoleum feels the strange breath being activated, it will produce a large amount of this black liquid.

This liquid can quickly cover a large area and then capture all the strange breaths around it.

This is what happened to Luo Ding at this moment. He felt that he was locked.

No matter how he changed his position, the feeling of being locked did not decrease, but became stronger and stronger.

At the same time, a large amount of black gradually covered his body.

The disaster officially began.

"These blacks are called fate disasters!"

This name is the same as the fate disaster brought by the fate-breaking ritual, but the object is different.

The fate-breaking ritual inherits the origin ritual, which is to break a hole in one's own destiny, thereby forming a fate injury, bringing a fate disaster, so as to overflow the power of survival.

This is the fluctuation of personal destiny, and it is a personal fate injury.

However, these substantial blacks are the fate injuries of the group.

The feathered people have their own unique understanding of death.

The death of a perfect journey is something worth rejoicing.

They are willing to sacrifice at the time of destiny, so the feathered people have never lacked the spirit of sacrifice.

However, if they died an untimely death, making them think that their journey was incomplete, then some of the strong hatred of the feathered people would even animate their own lives and corpses, explore their own fate changes, and combine with fate to form some special horror products.

In this case, gradually some feathered people thought that they suffered the disaster of fate, so that the journey was incomplete, so they could not see the location of the gods.

At this time, their fate after death needs to continue to complete their own journey and be guided by the perfect feathered people.

So these horror products were extracted and formed into these black things, and then they were guarded in the feathered people's mausoleum.

When the feathered people's bodies turned into mud in the soil, they would also guide them to the location of the gods.

"In other words, these things are formed by the feathered people's corpses, lives, and fate changes?" Luo Ding felt that his whole body was stiff, and something began to invade him.

This feeling of being invaded made Luo Ding feel very uncomfortable, especially the premonition of fate in the continuous cycle, which was frantically transmitting all kinds of crazy information at this moment.

"Yes, some people even think that these things may have seventh-level characteristics!"

"If it weren't for the fact that this thing was bound to the corpse and cemetery of the feathered man, the feathered man was not very willing to use these things as weapons, then it could even become the third largest weapon of the feathered man.

As for the first two weapons, they had already seen them on Luotian Star.

"In other words, there really is a corpse of a feathered man in it!" Luo Ding thought about it and found the key point.

The perception difficulty is to summon the mausoleum through illusion.

It is not strange that there are things from the past in the illusion, but it is strange that these fate disasters are still in operation.

In this case, it can only mean one thing, that is, there was definitely a feathered man who died in the mausoleum of the illusion world in a way that fulfilled his fate and journey.

It's just because his body has not been able to turn into mud in the illusion world, so these fate disasters have never dissipated.

"The way to break the situation is on the corpse of that feathered man! "

The more disasters approach, the calmer Luo Ding becomes.

"But, you are a snake man!" Xing Ling just said this, and almost wanted to withdraw.

The disaster is too terrifying. Even if it is just an illusion, it is not something Luo Ding and his friends can resist.

"Everything depends on human efforts." Luo Ding tried his best to promote his own concept, but found that he was like a swamp mud and could hardly make any progress.

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