Spirit of the Demon Sword: "Hey... there are new members joining so soon! Welcome... You two can introduce your own situations."
Fox Who Only Loves Money: "Sister Longkui forgot to tell them—this is the Ten Thousand Worlds Chat Group. You can understand it as the most nuclear and loving place in the ten thousand realms. By the way, I'll tell you a secret: there is a true god in the group.
The supreme existence standing at the apex of the world!"
Tosaka University: "You're really too much. Didn't you see that the new member has the name 'Lone Star of Tiansha'? They must have had a very bad experience!
@天煞孤星Ouyang, is there anyone you want to resurrect? Is there a friendship you want to save? Do you want to change your own destiny?
As long as you believe in the gods, your destiny can be changed!"
Lord Ouyang: "Can you really resurrect someone? If it's true—I, Ouyang Shaogong, have had a rough fate my entire life. I only obtained real happiness from my lover. But because of the impermanence of this world, my lover died in a natural disaster!
If I can resurrect her, I would even destroy the world!"
At this moment, Liu Che was enjoying Diao Chan's skill. When he saw the news in the group, he could not help but sit up.
Isn't this the unlucky Ouyang Shaogong?
Good grief. He hadn't expected him to be in the group.
At this moment, Tu Shan Yaya, who was kneeling behind him, asked: "God? This Ouyang Shaogong belongs to the Ancient Sword world, right? What should we do?"
"Well. Tell him that as long as he believes in me, he can not only avenge himself against those immortals—but also never be separated from his lover."
Liu Che's tone was calm, but he revealed a smirk.
This Ancient Sword world—
It was truly excellent. And there were also descendants of Nuwa.
Did he need another Nuwa this time?
The Nuwa clan was talented.
Whether it was Yu Xiaoxue or Qing'er, they were all outstanding in their own right now.
Moreover, they were kind by nature and devoted to him.
It was a race Liu Che liked very much.
He remembered—that girl named Feng Qingxue was also someone who valued love deeply.
Tu Shan Yaya smiled slyly and began to speak in the group.
She was a veteran at enticing people.
Fox Who Only Loves Money: "Ouyang Shaogong, I understand your circumstances very well. In any case, you are a person of love and righteousness. But it's a pity your fate is like this.
Those Fuxi were nothing but trash. He was a powerful person—but because of all the uncomfortable things in the world, he eventually lifted the sky to the heavens.
Although your good friend Yujian was wrong, it wasn't a major mistake. Just persuading you would have been fine.
Those immortals are the ones who are wrong.
After all, whether Fuxi or Nuwa—
They are all selfish people. After all, they're bullying you because you're not strong enough. If you had Fuxi's strength, would he dare do such a thing?"
Ouyang Shaogong, sitting on the mountain gazing at the sky, felt his heart waver slightly.
He was shocked by the fox's words—finding that every sentence struck his heart.
What had he done wrong?
Just playing in the water distressed people—so just persuade them.
Why even make him move away?
"Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unrighteous..."
Lord Ouyang, Lone Star of Tiansha: "Alright. How do I join the faith? Please give me some advice!"
General Yuwen: "It's very simple. You can view the group information and manipulate it with your mind. There are our videos and the classics handed down by the gods. You can study them.
Right now, most of the people in the group are in the plane war. There probably isn't much time to chat with you."
Demon Hunter: "@Ancestor of Magic Who Yearns for Peace, I don't know if you're male or female. You should be a good person judging by your name."
For Peace: "Hey, isn't this the same as me? My world is full of peace and friendship—so comfortable..."
Ancestor of Magic Who Yearns for Peace: "I am female. My name is a secret. I only need to download the memory fragments to see your worlds?"
Troubled Times: "Yes. But that's from before. You can watch from all angles."
Vampire Queen: "I think this name belongs to our magic faction. Saruman, come out and greet the guest..."
Fallen White-Robed Wizard: "Ahem... Please allow me to introduce myself—I am the dark sect wizard Saruman. Currently, the dark sect wizard is second to none. But don't misunderstand—I only use dirty methods against enemies!"
Ancestor of Magic Who Yearns for Peace: "I'm sorry—I am not from the magic faction. I just want to know what these so-called gods are like."
In her world—
God was just a toy.
It was another creature that informed the world.
The same was true for those standing at the apex of the world.
Probably the only man who could truly become a god was the man standing at the end of time!
However, he seemed to be asleep and had not yet awakened.
Seeing this Ancestor of Magic, Tosaka Rin and Tu Shan Yaya frowned.
They had not expected this person to be so difficult.
It was almost impossible to get through to her.
However, it was better to let her learn about the gods than to have her just remain silent.
Under the dark stars, a woman hiding beneath a thick black robe stood on the edge of a cliff with her eyes closed, concentrating.
Her consciousness wandered through those videos.
Her browsing speed was surprisingly fast.
It was twice as fast as the average person flipping through videos.
Even Fahai was not as good as this lady.
Suddenly, there were heavy footsteps behind her.
The lady wearing a half-face mask slowly opened her eyes, squinting toward the rear.
"Herder, you've been standing here for a long time. We should be on the road."
"Casillas, can't you wait to fight those people?"
This woman who claimed to be the Ancestor of Magic was the ultimate BOSS from a certain Dungeon Fighter game—Tears Herder.
She had made a mess of the world.
The ultimate mastermind—all just to restore Terra Star.
Casillas sneered when he heard this: "Not to fight? Why do you think I'm cooperating with you? Just to be your dog?"
"Don't be so unfeeling, my brother... we are apostles."
The apostle dressed as a samurai did not speak.
His expression was full of disdain.
If you believed this woman—
You'd probably be scammed long ago. Whoever believed her got scammed.
The pitiful woman, Sirocco, had been released from her curse by Herder—and then thrown into the crypt.
She'd been tortured alive and driven insane.
Although at the last moment she'd reluctantly split off her own soul seed—it was nothing but futile.
Everything had been within this woman's calculations.
"By the way, do you know where Cain is?"
"If I knew that, I wouldn't have failed."
"I have something in my hand that can give you powerful strength. Would you like to try it?"
Herder engraved the Eternal Meditation into a stone and threw it to him.