In the turbulent ocean of divine power, a ray of tenacious lightning broke away from the entanglement of the golden divine flame and writhed in the air. The layers of space were broken open one after another by the collision of this ray of lightning.
The thunder light hovered above Kasa's head, and then completely merged with Kasa again.
At this time, Casa has undergone a completely new change.
His originally purple skin began to lose its strange color and became as white as jade, while his eyes were filled with raging lightning flashes.
On the black beard, arcs representing destruction and rebirth danced.
And between his fingers, a lightning-shaped artifact that was somewhere between tangible and intangible was blooming with brilliance.
Kasa's body greedily absorbs the energy from all around it.
No matter what attribute of energy it is, as long as it is absorbed by him, it will turn into that terrifying jumping thunder.
Not only did he survive the desperate situation, but for some reason, he became even stronger.
But the crisis has not yet been truly resolved!
The god of strength has not been killed yet.
The war between the God-Kings has once again sounded the horn.
This time, there will be no surprises.
Kasa's divine power has undergone transformation and is not weaker than Hassardin, the God of Strength. He is holding the spear of electric fire, an artifact that the ancient gods of chaos jointly built for him. Behind him, there is Feng Lin and the Soul Master. Monet waited and pushed quietly.
Hashaddin, the god of strength, is doomed.
And when Hasadin, the god of power, fell, his kingdom was shattered and his pantheon collapsed.
This means that the three major gods that symbolized the First Era are about to die.
Next, there will be a considerable period of time, which will truly be an era of freedom for the gods.
In this era, the gods would do a lot of crazy things.
Without strong restraint, they will unleash their abilities wantonly and bring excitement to the world.
Era change, time changes.
As a toy of the gods.
The first 'ordinary' race was created.
In addition to their extraordinary reproductive capacity, they only have a lifespan of less than three thousand years, and they are only good at some weak magic and close combat abilities.
They are the first generation of elves.
It is different from those later elves who are generally considered to be handsome and elegant.
The first generation of elves were very ugly.
They look closer to the form of orcs.
Rough body, strong limbs, crazy bloodthirsty and aggressive.
They are the playthings of the gods.
The gods took pleasure in watching these 'little things' go to war and fight each other among their own kind.
But among the gods, there are some exceptions.
Under the pantheon of Kasa, the God of Thunder, there is a goddess of mercy.
She quietly took advantage of the fact that the gods were not paying attention, especially with the help of Feng Lin, and gave compassion to those first-generation elves.
Among the first generation of elves, gradually began to show their strangeness.
They no longer aim at killing their fellow tribesmen to please the gods, but instead manage and help their fellow tribesmen in a meaningful way.
Then, under Feng Lin's hint, the 'little friends' who had already assimilated and integrated with the various gods began to integrate some of their divine powers into the first generation of elves.
So gradually the elves began to have better virtues.
They understand what learning is, what ugliness and beauty are, what kindness is, what pride is, and what reproduction and inheritance are.
The elves began to divide.
The original elves continue to be bloodthirsty and cruel. They are still crazy and ugly.
The new elves became more handsome and good-looking, and knew how to unite and cooperate with each other, giving rise to the early civilization.
Under the influence of this civilization, the elves gave birth to gods.
As the first generation of new elven kings became new gods, the gods discovered that they seemed to have created something extraordinary.
When five more elves became gods one after another and formed a new elves god system, this surprise rose to another level.
Thus, the entire world of Osiris began a racial explosion.
The gods began to create races of their own direct lineage.
Every ambitious god wants to become a god king.
The Second Era is not only the Era of the Gods, but also the era of racial explosion.
Thousands of different races mix, fight, kill, and merge with each other, making the whole world more and more chaotic.
And Feng Lin also achieved what he said, no longer reappearing in this world. Even if some ignorant guys in the world know his existence inexplicably from some ancient legends, sacrifice to him, and pray to him, they can't help but do it. to any response.
In this era of racial explosion, those ancient gods of chaos who lived deep in the depths of chaos and were rejected by the world of Osiris began to quietly arrange clones to move around the world.
They need a large number of living beings to worship and believe in them to open a channel.
Let their true bodies come to this world that they have coveted for a long time.
In the chaos, some races were forced to move deep underground and became the abyss races.
And some followed their creators and ascended to heaven and became celestial races.
Of course, more of them are still left in the world.
In the middle and late period of the Second Era, the real master race of the world was finally born.
Of course, the gods who gave birth to the human race this time were all Feng Lin's 'own people'.
Li Zhishu and Bai Xiaotian are the main players, with Wang Yu and Yun Lang also providing some help.
Wang Yu did not create his own race.
And Yunlang joined in the fun.
The race he created was strange.
It is a giant stick-shaped race. They have the ability to shrink and grow quickly. When they encounter an enemy, they will spray foul poisonous slurry from their heads.
And when they really want to help a living being, milky white liquid of life will be sprayed from the top of their head, which has the effect of blessing and restoring vitality.
And every stick-shaped life will have a small branch, which looks like a human shape, but is less than one-tenth the size of the main body.
Their thinking ability, as well as conversation, communication and other abilities are all borne by this small bifurcation.
Say something sincerely.
Apart from hunting for novelties, Feng Lin really couldn't see what qualifications such a strange race had to survive among the many new ethnic groups, and to pass on and reproduce smoothly.
But in fact, Feng Lin was wrong.
This race is very popular.
Especially the female-dominated Amazon female warrior clan and the giant stone succubus, their demand for this stick-shaped race is extremely strong.
So much so that many creatures of these ethnic groups have changed their beliefs and instead of believing in the God who created them, they believe in Yunlang instead.
Of course, Yunlang's little tricks are just inconspicuous and small waves in the context of this big era.
It's not worth Feng Lin spending more energy and attention on.
When the human race was successfully born, but because of its mediocrity, it was not noticed by the gods. Instead, it was bullied by thousands of races and devoured and maimed by most of the beasts in the world.
Feng Lin knew that this world was about to evolve and enter the third era!
