Chapter 815

"Saints?"

Sulu came to the highest place in the world and looked down on the changes of the world.

The so-called "Saint" system is essentially the extraordinary power to plunder other creatures.

However, the animals and plants mutated due to the collapse of the magic net are stable and orderly.

The power of monsters polluted by gods, especially those made by montic, is chaotic and disorderly.

Therefore, there is a division between justice and evil.

"Essentially... It's actually the same thing."

"Moreover, in the later stage... The magic will only become weaker and weaker. If humans hunt and kill too much, the demon may become extinct. At that time, I'm afraid we have to turn our attention to the monster... After all, the pollution of the gods will continue!"

Sulu felt a little toothache: "the world will still change to chaos and madness... Traced back to the origin, or because the Laplace world was originally forged by the devil's flesh and blood..."

"However... Civilization is still moving forward, even with twists and turns..."

His eyes became silent, and the change of the whole world seemed to be accelerated at once.

He saw Phil and tanasha rise, unify the land of chaos, and confront each other with the eastern and Western Vaticans.

Finally, they established their own countries and divided the human continent into three.

The three new kingdoms are the forester kingdom in the northeast, the Tallinn kingdom in the northwest, and the free city-state alliance composed of chaotic places in the south.

The three countries are at war with each other for resources on the continent.

Among them, the alliance of free city states without the support of gods is the most chaotic and weak. I'm afraid it would have been destroyed if the two kingdoms had not restrained each other.

Even so, Phil, who married tanasha, died in a war.

When Sulu saw this, he could only sigh.

"Phil... I'm afraid not..."

Even the true spiritual brand of the gods has limits.

Death after death will only become more and more chaotic and confused, and finally completely integrate into the world.

It's not that we can't be detached from the gods, but the opportunities are getting smaller and smaller.

However, the aboriginal tanasha exceeded Sulu's hope. She was not only promoted one after another, but also helped by some evil gods to support the alliance.

These three forces have been constantly fighting, and due to the needs of the war, they have promoted continuous domestic reform.

The previous aristocratic enfeoffment system has been broken, and a new production mode is being bred.

"It's time..."

Seeing this scene, Sulu couldn't help smiling: "the transition from feudal civilization to modern civilization is the era of machinery and steam... Next, there will be steam civilization!"

There is no doubt that it contains the power of terror, which is enough to support the promotion of gods and even the birth of "masters"!

He held out his hand and a trace of true spirit appeared.

This is the mark of Lady Guanghui.

Sulu had the deepest hope for the ninth order master, so he put him at the end.

"Don't let me down..."

He gently raised his hand, and the trace of the mark fell into the dark sea and disappeared in the twinkling of an eye.

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Dark earth.

In a new kingdom.

Jupiter suddenly stood up.

Just now, he felt the vibration of the dark sea.

An inexplicable feeling made him walk out of the palace involuntarily, take giant steps and come to the edge of the dark sea.

"The great Pluto..."

Around, some spirits knelt down in worship.

Layers of faith fell on Jupiter, making his giant body look bigger, towering and shine different lights.

A little closer, it seems that you can hear countless prayers.

"My king..."

Justinian was also startled and came with a team of Death Knights: "what happened to the sea of Hades?"

"I feel the difference between the underworld sea. It seems that there are quite important people who die or enter reincarnation..."

Jupiter could not help thinking of the scene when the spirit body landed in the sea of Hades some time ago.

At that time, the vibration of the dark sea was far worse than this time.

"The dark sea feels, and the material world must be undergoing great changes..."

Jupiter looked at the scene with a changing expression.

"Material world..."

Justinian's face was gloomy. It was his permanent pain.

"It's a pity... Even death can't control reincarnation. Otherwise, you should all go to the world to practice. Maybe in this opportunity, you can become a God..."

Jupiter sighed again.

He had a premonition of this, but he had bound his responsibilities, and the road was also death, which had little to do with what happened in the material world.

But if these future generations fight, there may be a chance.

"Become a God?"

Justinian's eyes seemed to burst into flames, but it subsided in a moment.

As a great emperor, he was used to controlling and seeking stability rather than taking risks.

But for other royal blood descendants, there are really some people who have invested in the underworld and want to be reincarnated into today's material world and look for opportunities to become gods.

"Gods..."

Jupiter looked at this scene, and the huge spirit body was like substance.

"Mother of nature, wise sage, star explorer, original fire... There are so many gods in the world, many of which are derived from the ancient dominators... When I think about it, my actions are as ridiculous as ants."

Jupiter returned to his palace, and his voice came out like thunder: "Justinian... My son."

"The great Pluto..."

Justinian quickly knelt down on one knee: "what else do you have to order?"

"Years of savings are enough. I will sleep and try to break through the realm of the gods..."

Jupiter said, "during my deep sleep, you will rule this country as the vice king of the dead country and fulfill your obligation to protect the underworld."

As soon as the voice fell, part of the light fell on Justinian.

His soul became solidified a lot, like hard granite.

"Your will is my mission. Please rest assured that I will fulfill your entrustment." Justinian answered loudly.

"So..."

As soon as Jupiter waved his hand, the whole palace collapsed and new masonry buildings emerged, forming a huge mausoleum.

He himself was buried deep in the tomb.

As an underworld, the concept of architecture is naturally quite different from the material world.

For the dead, the mausoleum is an excellent place for cultivation, and the mausoleum arranged by Jupiter for himself contains strange power, which can appease the dead and promote breakthrough.

"Vice king of the dead country?"

Justinian turned around, looked at the many auras kneeling, and raised his right hand.

A smile appeared on his face: "when my ancestors become gods, maybe I can really share his glory and power and become gods..."