"You're doing a dangerous thing."
When Luo Wei put down her pen, she heard a voice, the voice of the captain of the Celestial Team.
"The specific attitude of Paradise is not clear. If you rashly drag the will of one of the heavens into the world, the consequences will be unpredictable."
The pen rotated half a circle between Luo Wei's fingers. The ink had been exhausted, and she was not afraid of getting the white paper dirty.
"Then you should have said it from the beginning." She snorted. "Our goal is to reach Biochemical 2 and establish a beacon. This way we can break through the interference of the Lord God and let the will of the heavens descend successfully - Paradise has already left traces in the world of Biochemical 2, and the Beihai team is the first among the twelve reincarnation teams. A team that has declined. I am just pushing the boat along, and the impact is not something that has grown from nothing."
The Celestials have regained their composure.
Many of the messes in the Main God's Square have been repaired and restored, and the conference table has been re-established. However, compared to before, the current Celestial Team is a little farther apart - the reincarnations of several forces represent the will of one of the heavens, and each camp has vague differences when looking at each other. scruples.
The Celestials have always been like this.
The Celestials have never been exactly unified.
Because all the original reincarnations were the captain of the first team before visiting the Celestial Team. And all the heavens are equal, and no one dares to say that there is a higher or lower level between the true saints.
After all, the Great Heavenly Lord is not here.
The Great Heavenly Lord has never had a spokesperson, and even in the prehistoric continent, no one knows the 'principles' that the Great Heavenly Lord governs. Everyone only knows that Mahatma means 'order'. And this 'order' has always been able to satisfy the interests of all true saints.
Ah... In this way, Shiboin Liuge is the most suitable candidate to play the role of 'Great God'. She has enough 'hanging arch' and is also powerful enough - in the Celestial Team, she is extremely rare, a super-powerful newcomer who has already reached the limit of the Fourth Beginning when she arrives and even completely suppresses her inner demons. Unfortunately, her arrival was not at the right time.
She was a step late, a little late.
In the world just before her arrival, Song Tian successfully surpassed the certification of the captain of the God Team, which had been delayed for several worlds by various unexpected accidents, and miraculously broke through the inner demons and arrived at No. 4 Middle School. As a result, the Tianshen team gained a captain who respected Yu Qingtian, and the Tianshen team could never achieve true unity like other teams.
Distracted thoughts pass by in a flash, and this is the downside of not being able to overcome your inner demons. Luo Wei didn't know why she would think of such touching and sad feelings at this time. However, she sensed some bad omens from Song Tian's questioning.
He was questioning her.
The captain is questioning the team's strategist.
She admitted that she had suffered some losses in previous encounters with the Devils. But she didn't think that just because of this failure, her dignity as a team strategist would be damaged.
"I can handle it." She had to emphasize her ability.
"Every loser thinks he can handle it before he messes up." Luo Yinglong snorted, looking at her with a half-smile on his face.
"Then do you want to test the loser's ability, Yinglong." She placed her hand quietly on her temples. The star-colored hairpin flickered slightly.
"I don't remember that our relationship was so good that we called each other by our first names." Luo Yinglong's fingertips danced lightly on the table. The melody vaguely seemed to form a spell.
This earned Luo Wei a contemptuous smile.
"I'm not talking about your nickname either, you know that."
The sword light became slightly restless, and it was obvious that she had poked someone's painful foot.
"I really want to know if you really dare to pull out your hair——"
"That's enough." Song Tian's voice stopped the intensification of the conflict. But this time, there is obviously no need to rely on the power of Shifangyuan Liuge.
"Luo Wei, can you still see the movements of the remaining members of the West Sea Team?"
Luo Wei's eyes flickered on Luo Yinglong's gloomy face. Then put it on your notepad. The entries belonging to Julian have tended to be confusing and unclear. And this means that his call has had an effect, and he has attracted the attention of Paradise, even if that gaze will only have a little effect due to the shielding of the Lord God before the beacon is established.
She has no ability to have a definite impact on one of the heavens. As long as the power of the heavens is involved, her vision is destined to be skewed for the rest of her life.
But bias itself is also a form of intelligence.
"Can't see." Her tone rose slightly. "And this means that the Paradise has already lowered its power and caused an exact degree of impact. We will be able to see the subsequent indirect effects soon. And a chaotic environment will only have a positive impact on our layout."
"Then I have a question." However, her confidence was only met with a casual question from Song Tian. "Since Paradise is the first one to enter, why does he only have such a slight impact? A little religious worship, a small amount of biological modification. This little battle is even the least good at fighting among us. All members can solve it independently. Have you ever thought that this itself means the position held by Paradise in the war between the heavens, but what you do at the moment has brought about unexpected changes."
Luo Wei was stunned for a moment.
She almost opened her mouth to accuse Song Tian of being unreasonable.
The will of the heavens is indeed unpredictable, but the power and mechanism of the heavens does not mean that it cannot be guided. The breeder of the Beihai team, a fourth-level professional who was forced to come up through blood, is obviously not the same as the fourth-level professional fourth-level middle schooler with Julian, who has considerable talent and talent, and has also forged a strengthened bond with Paradise, and this is natural. will create different changes.
After all, the total number of heavens is only thirteen. Tai Qing Tai Shang, Yu Qing original, Shang Qing Ling Bao. The Shennong of Sheji, Rongsheng Nuada, originated from Kaos. Sun Smoke Mirror, ancestral Tiamat, Devouring Darkness Apophis. The Most High Jehovah, the Blissful Chunti, gives rise to and destroys Vishnu. As well as the last nameless and unidentifiable Heaven of Disorder - she kept the order and principles of the heavens in mind, and she confirmed that her operation would not trigger the wrath of the heavens with a logic level lower than two levels.
but why……
Ah...that's it.
"You're blaming me." Luo Wei frowned slightly. "On behalf of Yu Qingtian, you are blaming Siyuantian's agent. You feel that this momentary setback is of sufficient importance, and it even exceeds my dignity as an agent."
"All heavens are equal." Her voice gradually became stern. "We are also equal - I am not your follower, and I don't care about the captain order established by the Lord God. Unless you think that we, as agents of the heavens, will really exist because of a small realm of gene locks. The difference in combat power?"
Song Tian's sword could indeed kill her, she did not deny this at all.
But her identity has its own meaning, and she has no fear of the annihilating knife.
"I didn't accuse you." Song Tian's voice was still slow and calm. "But I'm reminding you, Lovi, don't forget our goal - defeating Middle-earth and the Demons is certainly our goal. But it is nothing compared to our mission. We must succeed in Resident Evil Establishing a beacon in the world of 2 to welcome the coming of the will of the heavens - this is what must be done, and you spent too much energy on the victory or defeat of the Devils."
"Don't sacrifice the good for the sake of the weak. Luo Wei. This is a warning from a fellow agent, and it is also the last warning."
Luo Wei was stunned for a moment.
She seems to be a little unwilling, which may be some negative effects caused by the unresolved inner demons. But she finally took a few gentle breaths. Then nodded.
"I know, I'll take care of it."
"I hope so." Song Tian nodded in response. "I also believe you can handle it. Or -"
"I believe that no matter how bad the current situation is, Andromeda can handle the trouble and find a correct path to the target results - I fully believe that the agents of Siyuantian can clean up all the mess. . And the price paid for this is nothing more than a negligible price."
"That's an honor. Kales must correct you." The blond Saiyan made a dull voice, and there was a severity in that voice that was inconsistent with his character.
"It is indeed an honor, at least for you." Song Tian did not refute his words.
"But before accepting that honor, I think Luo Wei still has time and opportunity to prove herself. Do you think so, Luo Wei?"
"...Hmm." Luo Wei clenched the pen without ink, and her blood flowed from her fingertips and silently seeped into the pen core.
"Only Luo Wei can handle the next thing."
……………………
Julian opened his eyes, and what came into his eyes was enjoyment and glory that he could not imagine at all.
He couldn't remember what happened after he touched the statue. Many memories were vague, but this detail was not very important under the right circumstances - endless power was filled in an instant. His body and mind made him stronger than he could comprehend.
The Alliance's reincarnators followed, but were easily knocked down by him with a wave of his hand. He mercifully spared their lives and used humanistic methods to allow these miserable rebels to receive the glory of Paradise. He used his great magic power to transform them into his warriors and concubines several times, serving his true master, and then brought the entire world under his control.
The East American team was easily defeated, as were the Devils and Gods. And after the Zhongzhou team was naturally destroyed in his own hands. What falls into the hands is the reward of the Lord God.
Is there anything more suitable to be the winner's reward than the Lord God Himself?
No, so the winner owns it. The era that belonged to Julian came to the multidimensional seas. Even the old gods were afraid of his talent and strength and chose to avoid him under his will.
Everything finally fell into his hands, and finally there was nothing above his head. And Julian, who successfully reached the top of the multiverse, finally showed a satisfied smile.
【are you happy? ] There seemed to be a voice asking in his ear.
"Well, I'm very happy. This universe has served me well."
【Are you satisfied? 】The voice continued to ask, and in a daze, it seemed to be a little urging.
Julian felt something was wrong.
He subconsciously wanted to give a negative answer.
However, his body and soul no longer obeyed his will at this moment. The endless enjoyment forced him to give an answer based on instinctive impulse.
"Ah, I'm satisfied."
The voice continued immediately.
[Then, in bliss, all gains should be rewarded. 】
The dream woke up.
Julian found himself still in the underground ruins, still maintaining the appearance of touching the broken stone statue. And just when he regained his self-awareness, he found that everything about him was melting!
He wanted to scream, but even this scream melted little by little along with his throat and emotions. All the 'joy' in the soul is completely consumed in an instant. Endless emptiness gripped him tightly, and he even lost his struggling body.
He no longer makes a sound.
His whole body turned into a puddle of soft mud in an instant, and faces that tried hard to express emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy were molded on top of it. Every face has an appearance that is exactly the same as his, and his perception is torn into equal numbers, accompanied by an endless sense of time stretching outward.
'Tianwu Baolun' - he thought of the power he once had.
And now, this power was exerted on him with an intensity far beyond what he could understand.
All the five senses were withdrawn, and all the joyful emotions were paid to an unknown party as a price. In the infinitely stretched time perception, just one second in reality is as long as billions of years to him.
Loneliness, emptiness, and then despair.
In the end, all the faces on the soft clay became pure hollows, but even he became a stone statue. The feeling of relief never comes to him.
Those who destroy the peace have paid a price - the payment of this price will take a long time.
He is not dead. But the main watch on the soft mud faded away quietly like a phantom. The next moment, the soft mud merged into the rock and soil, as if it had never existed from the beginning.
The reincarnations of the alliance pursued here.
The Alliance's reincarnations failed to find the target they expected.
And while they were trying to search around for possible traces. In a certain city in North America. The amorphous ooze was gradually carved into a human shape by invisible hands.
It started out as a bodhisattva with a solemn treasure appearance, but immediately transformed into asuras and yakshas. Countless shapes were constantly intertwined and changed on it, and finally, what was gathered together was the shape of a charming white man who had the characteristics of both the captain of the North Sea team and Julian.
It is wrapped in a veil composed of countless empty faces.
"I am Xi..." The new entity tilted its head, and the memory fragment of 'West Sea Team' was thrown away by it.
Its eyes quietly fell on the display rack of a nearby board game store.
So, the very next moment, it acquires an image.
"I am the Champion of Bliss, the Champion of Sigvald."
It has the voluptuous appearance of a warrior.
"I come to bring happiness to the world."
