V2.Chapter 299

To the dark night, boundless mystery.

The "black mud" covering the world did not participate in the war. They knew their slave status and were proud of it.

Their singing and whispering formed a disgusting background sound, and gradually set off a noisy noise in the absolute darkness.

Many divine entities, hundreds of millions of high-level races, those wandering mysterious giants... They either walk alone or in groups.

They launched a desperate charge. Most souls were determined, but many were confused.

Why not escape?

And why, not obediently, huddled in the box, waiting for the owners to pass?

Afraid of the box being crushed? Can't accept being owned? Can't stand being humiliated?

Or, these are.

"I was roared as a 'thief', but before I died, did the world first encounter the doomsday disaster?"

"Of course, this is far from the degree of extinction day, but it is not much different for some gods and sentient beings."

Tangqi suddenly became very calm, as if he had not foreseen a tragic future.

But in fact, he saw it.

The mole ants who charged showed extraordinary courage and unyielding will.

But in the face of "master power", these are still meaningless.

The "rotten" who screamed that he was his father was ruthlessly trampled into the black mud, and the ancestral God in the abyss was pulled out. His dominant divine power burst out, but he could not prevent his body from being torn in half. Like a failed fireworks work, it flickered twice in the dark.

Finally, the glory before the gloom reflects the ending of two powerful women.

The "original" and "Mother God", who have fought for a long time, stand together in the face of humiliation. They may be able to endure the humiliation that falls on themselves.

But they can't accept that the hundreds of millions of children they gave birth to are deprived of their right to belong at this moment.

More unacceptable, all children are forced to suffocate in the darkest universe.

Mother can always burst out unimaginable power. They silently turn into two torrents representing clarity and turbidity, gather in the dark, run over the howling black mud and wash a cold and ruthless giant to the ground.

The two mothers tried to deprive him of his life. They were the source of life and should have such power.

But unfortunately, the giant is not their child.

The giant with insight into all things just got up slowly and said nothing. Silence was like an eternal iceberg. He raised his arm that shook the world, like patting the "water stains" accidentally splashed on his body, and shot down the two mothers to the depths of black mud.

This is far from the end. Too many gods broke out because of humiliation.

The protoss of origin are not only arrogant, but also have the power of "master".

Just too abrupt, mole ants can't accept that they suddenly become the property of a group.

Charging and fighting are far from stopping:

The many spirits in charge of the divinity of "war" finally removed the swords from each other and turned to the giant who trampled on the boundless.

The gods of knowledge rushed out of the "library" and constructed a wisdom maze in front of the giants' path.

The masters in charge of "terror" and "doomsday" work hand in hand to create a disaster ridden wasteland behind the maze, a rough desert and storm swept through, trying to bury at least one giant.

Nature and mother earth God let the divine power surge and suppressed the noisy black mud at the cost of destroying order.

Many mechanical gods ignited Mars, the gears began to rotate, and the clockwork and metal began to roar.

The gods of death appear silently, the cold sickle is superimposed with the storm that brings gray and blue, and the return of all souls is no longer quiet.

……

Tang Qi could continue to watch, but there was no good ending in his eyes.

The result of that charge was cruel and frustrating.

Although more and more souls participated in the war, some "weak" achievements began to show.

The storm set off by the gods of death stopped a giant and the gods of knowledge trapped a giant in the depths of the maze... No, there's no other good news.

The worse picture shows that Raphael, who has won the "truth war" to some extent, was attacked by two giants.

The flower of truth blooms despite the turbulent black mud, but it can not stop the malicious anatomy of the two giants.

The petals withered, the thorns rotted, and Raphael did not yield or fall, but his standing body was full of holes.

Everything seems to be useless.

The forty-one Protoss of origin did not give the boundless and mysterious beings any time to react and prepare.

Their arrogance is unimaginable, so cold and mean.

They rudely opened the "lid" and rudely demonstrated the power of their group to the gods.

They may, as they did in the dark ages, once again use their power and forcibly tamper with the timeline when major events subside.

No, no, maybe they will.

Tang Qi recalled that the highest gods, deer god or starfish, had low evaluation of the protoss of origin, and called them "rude giants".

Obviously, this is very appropriate.

Those weak achievements did not last long, and became irrelevant with the progress of the 41 giants.

The black mud became noisy and proud again. They were like clowns serving the king.

Tear your throat and make a disgusting howl.

Just at this moment, they have reason to be proud. The boundless mystery is crushed too thoroughly.

This infinitely expanding world has "miracles" all the time. Heroes turn into stars to shine, and the brilliance of the gods is scattered. Neither chaos nor order will affect the greatness of the world... But at this moment, this greatness has been rudely trampled into the dust.

The gods and all things are unwilling, but unfortunately, power is power.

Supreme power, irresistible.

The "humiliation" unacceptable to the gods was ignored by the giants. From beginning to end, these Protoss with eyes of origin stared at Tang Qi.

The boundless mystery, the bleaker dreamland.

Since Tang Qiyang became the "master of dreams", the country has been a shining beacon of crazy growth.

When the black mud poured, the lighthouse didn't last long and went out.

All souls didn't fight the giant, and Tang Qi kept silent.

This night is darkest, but he can still see things.

He looked at the "fool's boat", at the boundless mystery.

He is waiting, he is thinking.

When the first giant stepped on the black mud waves and approached the dreamland area, he waited for the lifting.

The unexpected "guest" ignored the howl and burst into bloom again.

A "giant tree of light" beyond the universe, dimensions and any concept comes without warning. The branches containing infinite time and space spread like billions of paths, completely tearing the region apart.

A human figure appeared on each of the six strong branches split from the trunk of the giant tree.

Cannot be seen directly, only shadows and contours.

The darkest night was torn apart for the first time, and the glory of knowledge shone on all living things.

A voice that could not distinguish gender, age and race sounded. It was ancient and calm, and instantly calmed all living creatures who were angry because of humiliation.

"Knowledge is eternal."

Because of this proverbial sentence, the arrogant and cold supreme breath of the forty-one giants finally fluctuated, and they stopped at the same time.

His malicious eyes looked at the huge tree and the six figures.

Before speaking, the powers of both sides began to tear apart from each other.

Crush the gods and spirits into the original Protoss of dust, but failed to tear the huge tree of light at the first time.

The "eye of origin", which has insight into all things, is gradually lost in endless knowledge.

"Library, founding Council."

"Don't you hide in the depths of the time community and try to interfere with us to get back the eyes of the people?"

"What do you think we can do, you moths born of knowledge and hiding in the shadow of the tree of knowledge?"

"We're not crazy, but when we're angry, 'cutting trees' is a good vent."

The giant, the leading giant, uttered such a long sentence for the first time.

His expression is not obscure. The meaning of each word is very clear and terrible.

The most terrible thing is the word "cutting trees". No one will think that it is only literal.

That tree is the tree of knowledge.

The tree of knowledge that supports the boundless mystery, the second boundless and even more worlds.

The simple word may represent the demise of hundreds of millions of worlds and the annihilation of infinite knowledge.

A response soon sounded in the torn void, from an ancient observer familiar to Tang Qi.

His conceptual body is actually larger than the original Protoss.

But in power, the two are different.

"Hello, rude giant."

"We are not moths on the tree of knowledge. Well, we are more like friendly parasites."

"You're angry. Coincidentally, we're good at calming anger."

"We do not intend to interfere in your battle with the last sage. We just pass through this timeline and return the things that the sage left with us."

"Last second, the thing has been returned to him."

……

Time goes back to the last second, when the giant tree of light tears to darkness.

Ripples are rippling in the tower of the dreamland.

The king of the Yug worm, who struggled to climb back to the tower, before he could spit on the despicable dream master, immediately saw the arrival of a goddess wearing a classical long skirt and long blond hair, representing wisdom and knowledge.

The goddess held a "head" in her arms, which was no different from Tangqi's head.

In the surprised eyes of the worm, Stana and Sally, the newly arrived goddess rushed over with Tangqi's head in her arms, her soft body hugged the latter, and offered her lips with excitement and happiness in her voice.

"I finally caught up. The catch-up time is really not suitable for me."

"It's not too much to ask for a little reward while I provide help."

The second sentence was spoken to Sally and Stana by the girlish rose Madeleine.

While talking, she playfully raised the second Tangqi head and motioned on Tangqi's body, obviously thinking about where to put it.

PS: the first edition didn't end well. I gave up. Xiao Tuotang wrote the second edition very soon. Please spray.

(end of this chapter)