quiet!
silence! !
Almighty Eye Spiritual Realm.
Leo Bogado's mental fluctuations were extremely weak, as if he were throwing a stone the size of a thumb into the rough sea.
However, all traces in the core field of the Almighty Eye will be recorded, and no one here is lower than the 7th level.
This sound of 'garbage' was no less than a thunder on dry land, clearly felt by everyone.
The garbage of the perfect reincarnation model constructed by the Kodama Origin?
What are the other models being compared, trash among trash?
Who are the people who build these models, the scum of scum?
What does recognition from a 9th-level Void mean? It counts as blindness?
This guy is not targeting the source of the wood spirit at all, but he is saying that everyone here is rubbish.
who?
Who is so arrogant………….
"…………"
The atmosphere was somber.
All eyes were focused on Leo Bogado.
After discovering that it was just a newly promoted 7-level slave god, he transferred it to the evil god Batit.
God has no autonomy, not even the autonomy of life. Accordingly, he does not need to take responsibility for his actions. We will trace back to the root of his law - Batit.
Although Batit had dreamed of the model standing out and enjoying the glory, at this moment, tens of thousands of eyes were staring at him at the same time, like hungry wolves and ferocious tigers. This was definitely not the picture he had imagined.
Suddenly, he felt a bone-chilling chill, and the hairs all over his body stood up. He was nearly suffocated by the invisible aura emitted by tens of thousands of void wizards.
He hurriedly explained: "Shut up, it's not my instructions. Leo Bogado, you are crazy! Even if you want to scold me, you won't wait until the right time."
Badit immediately distanced himself from the relationship, but he could not separate himself from the god and the Taoist master, so he simply took the infamy upon himself to eliminate the impact.
Wizards are not a group easily driven by emotions. As long as they avoid conflicts of ideas, this matter can be easily overcome.
However, things did not develop in the direction he expected. Leo Bogado took the initiative to stand up and clarified: "It does have nothing to do with Batit, but 'trash' is not a curse on him. Of course, it is barely included. Inside.”
"I am willing to become a follower of God, not to chase power or longevity, but just to be able to stand here and have a chance to speak out."
"…………"
Hundreds of years of hard training, risking life and death in other people's hands, obviously not just for the sake of being scolded - garbage.
Batit's explanation was completely useless, or it was better not to explain. Instead of clarifying the misunderstanding, the explanation was confirmed a second time, which was like scolding everyone again.
Fortunately, this time he was classified into the trash camp and would not be implicated by Leo Bogado. He breathed a sigh of relief. He was the only being who was secretly happy after being scolded.
In the spiritual realm of the Almighty Eye, one could hear the drop of a needle, and the atmosphere was so gloomy that it almost dripped with water. Tens of thousands of pairs of deep eyes were staring at Leo Bogado.
Anger, scrutiny, sarcasm, admiration……….
In the center of an emotional storm, Leo Bogado always looked calm.
Even these wizards who have lived for tens of thousands of years are so powerful that they can easily crush him to death with just one finger.
The Black Tower has completed the integration of the elemental planes, and everything is under the control of 'Void', breaking away from the pattern of the weak and the strong.
Not only was he not taken away by the crowd's aura, but he showed a faint smile, enjoying the moment of playing with the waves, and his life was as gorgeous as fireworks.
After a brief silence, a 7th-level evil god sneered: "You are a newly promoted 7th-level subordinate god. Your life span is only a few hundred years. You haven't even lived enough for me and the rest, so you are qualified to speak arrogantly?"
Leo Bogado was calm and calm: "You have lived for thousands of years without wisdom, and a hollow rotten tree is worthy of spring? When did the Black Tower judge people by age? Aren't you a fellow traveler in pursuit of the truth?"
Another seventh-level elemental wizard stood up under the instruction of the Taoist Master: "The reincarnation model is the best model that can be achieved theoretically. It can effectively counter the invasion of demons and give the Black Tower an advantage in the plane battle. You can also build better models.”
Leo Bogado curled his lips: "The rotten brain limits your imagination. How can the theory be the best? How sad is it that the freest thought is trapped in a cage?"
"…………"
In the spiritual realm of the Almighty Eye, billions of thoughts collide like a mess.
With one against ten thousand, Leo Bogado only replied to the exchange of messages, and squeezed the computing power of his brain to the extreme, but his momentum was not weak at all, and he refuted all doubts.
As a Taoist master, Badit discovered that the inconspicuous follower of the god suddenly shone brightly.
The gentleman hides the weapon inside, waiting for the moment to move. It has been dormant for more than four hundred years. It is time to show off its edge.
During the mortal period, the seeds of consciousness were planted through dreams, which finally blossomed and bore fruit at this moment.
Dreams are like bubbles, and their impact is originally insignificant.
But the seeds were planted at a critical moment in shaping his personality, and the impact became extremely far-reaching. After time fermented, Leo Bogado at this moment was, to a certain extent, a reflection of a hidden personality in Yin Ming's heart.
Under the rules of stable order, Yin Ming would not lie low under the Nine Earths, but would be wanton, flamboyant, arrogant, and sharp.
"Buzz..."
Suddenly, a powerful mental wave suppressed all the chaotic messages.
The source is the Almighty Eye totem that carries the 'Reincarnation Model', and the dark vortex is unfathomable.
Behind the source of the wood spirit, a young-looking seventh-level slave god walked out. His face was extremely unfamiliar. Like Leo Bogado, he was one of the first batch of breakthroughs to the seventh-level void wizard after the black tower was restructured. .
He frowned slightly as if thinking, and said seriously: "I would really like to hear the difference between the more perfect model you mentioned and the reincarnation model..."
"…………"
Leo Bogado and the young man looked at each other and knew instantly that reincarnation was his idea.
Sure enough, those old things that have lived too long are like waste paper covered with graffiti, unable to break the cognitive barrier formed by thousands of years of memory.
Glancing at Xu, who was watching the play without expressing any opinions, he was above order and only stood in the camp of knowledge and truth.
Ignoring the existence of Xu, he said: "Okay! I have to admit that reincarnation is a model that maximizes benefits while maintaining the stability of the two planes of darkness and element."
"But a tilted balance is still a balance. A rope takes half of it every day and it lasts forever. Will this balance be maintained until the end of time?"
"It is clear that the Black Tower has an absolute advantage, but it cannot determine the chance of victory? We have to face a future that is still full of variables. Do you think this is perfect?"
The young man from God could have refuted that the reincarnation model was by no means useless, but he did not make any excuse and asked: "Do you have a way to break the balance?"
Leo Bogado nodded: "Of course, I call it - the method of immortality"
(End of chapter)
