Chapter 156： Interconnected era

If today is the beginning of the dusk of the gods of the multiverse, then the gods must agree very much!

Along with the madness of the Underworld, countless teleportation black holes opened up over countless cities on countless planes, like gluttonous monsters opening their blood basins, dripping greedy saliva, sprinkling flyers in the sky, and harvesting the source material wildly!

Do not!

That's not a leaflet, that's throwing paper into a soldier, that's a life-threatening bullet, that's an elemental sickle!

What made the gods even more collapsed was that the **** of the Internet had just left, and the **** of the Internet came again.

The endless, handwritten, or printed, or rough or exquisite flyers, like locusts overwhelming the world, pounce on the mission areas of the gods, greedily absorbing the fountain of their origin.

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Krall Plane·Gas Town.

The young man covered in patches looked at the ruling cavalry who was riding a unicorn dragon and passing through the street with great power, his eyes were clearly shining.

He envied them that they could eat and fill their stomachs, that they could wear handsome armors, and that they could ride powerful unicorns.

"I wish I could be like them."

The boy thought.

But deep down in his heart, he knew that it was impossible for him in his life.

Because he didn't even have a direction to work hard.

"what is this?"

The boy's gaze was suddenly attracted by a piece of paper tumbling down, densely printed with text.

He picked up the paper casually.

After a glance, he didn't recognize most of the words on it.

However, after turning it over, he finally saw a line of text he knew on the back.

"From the great existence of the Azure Star, you are the master of language and writing, and you are the pioneer of the Internet. Under your protection, I will connect with all beings and everything."

As the teenager chanted, a virtual screen lit up in front of him.

The information pouring into my mind made the young man feel numb all over his body like being struck by lightning.

"Gosh! What is this?"

"the Internet?"

Accompanied by the cries of exclamation one after another, countless virtual screens lit up in the town.

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On the Gran plane, in a lonely magic tower deep in the foggy forest, there was a sudden hysterical laughter.

The laughter is so hearty!

"Sixteen years! Sixteen years, I finally deduced it! I succeeded! Hahaha..."

A skinny magician roared like crazy in the alchemy room, surrounded by mountains of manuscript paper and magic materials.

He withered the forest for sixteen years, just to verify a magic conjecture, and now he succeeded.

It is conceivable that his magical attainments will surely usher in leaps and bounds!

A hundred years later, he will leave his name in history!

"Well, what is this?"

An image magic quietly unfolded in front of the magician. In the screen, countless sheets of paper were floating in the sky above the city.

——This is the image from the magic puppet he sent in the city to purchase living supplies.

As the virtual screen unfolded in front of him, the magician's pupils shrank suddenly, his lips trembled, and the whole person fell into collapse in an instant.

"Abis formula? How is it exactly the same as the result I deduced? How could this be?!!!"

The magician broke down.

He buried his sixteen years of research, and it turned out to be a long-awaited public knowledge in other planes! ! !

"Do not--"

The huge gap made the magician roar up to the sky and utterly indignant.

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"Did you see? The gods are just parasites that draw our origins. As long as we no longer believe in them, the gods are nothing!"

"Now that we have the Internet and the dark web, we can learn magic and vindictiveness, and we will surely overthrow spiritual worship!"

In the secret bandit den in the depths of the hill, farmers who could not bear the harsh taxes and taxes gathered together.

Their leader stood on a high place, opened a huge virtual screen, and made an impassioned statement. Accompanied by his narration, the platform echoed.

These "bandits" who stood firmly in the mountains finally saw hope of resistance!

"Down with the spirit worship!"

"Sooner or later we will be able to defeat those **** evil gods!"

"Long live the Internet!"

"Long live the dark web!"

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In a forest, a kobold tribe held a grand ceremony!

On the wooden pyramid-shaped altar, young kobold girls lay on it, surrounded by fruits, prey, and skulls.

Under the leadership of the elders of the dog heads, countless kobolds gathered around, kowtow to pay tribute!

"Great Internet God, thank you for your kind and great look down on the Nar tribe, and the Nar tribe will always be enshrined to you!"

The elder kobold shouted!

Above him, a huge virtual screen was shining, and the kobold cuneiform text-the Internet was automatically displayed on it.

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"Kill me. Anyone who sees the use of interconnected magic and dark web magic will kill me, hang their bodies on the wall, and tell those untouchables that magic is noble and no one is allowed to touch it! "

Inside the towering magic tower, the master mage roared angrily, because the monopoly of knowledge that maintained his rule was broken by the gods.

But his roar, no more magic tower.

Even if his minions rush to every corner of the city and the countryside, madly destroy the flyers that have fallen from the sky, or even take the opportunity to kill and plunder wealth, it doesn't make any sense.

Because the leader is fleeing.

They already have the Internet and the dark web, from which they can learn magic, learn some grudges, arm themselves, and protect themselves.

They no longer need the protection of a magician!

In fact, more than just leading the people?

Even the followers of the magician took the opportunity to flee, they no longer need to worship this bloodthirsty old mage.

Because they already have a way to learn magic.

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Flyers flying all over the sky flooded the multiverse.

Countless intelligent creatures landed on the Internet or the dark web curiously.

The bizarre and colorful online world shook all the intelligent creatures to the numb, and the three views collapsed.

In this world where the superstructure and the lower structure are severely separated, the intelligent creatures of many planes don't even know the concept of "planes" at all.

In "their" worldview:

The world is the village in front of you;

It's the county seat in the distance;

Is a noble aloof;

It is a magician who is like a god.

"They" never thought that the world could be so huge, so vast, so wonderful, so fascinating and suffocating!

It is the knowledge of endless power;

It is music that everyone can enjoy;

It spans countless planes, and can also communicate, discuss, and even quarrel and scold in real time;

It is the magical dynasty of Azeroth-the Kevir Empire;

It can experience many world landscapes without leaving home, and even earn wealth and source quality of [War Second Plane] and [Pluto Follower].

Facing the leaflet offensive of the gods of the gods and the internet gods, the mission district of the gods of the multiverse has almost fallen at the fingertips!

The foundation of the rule of the gods has been shaken!

This is a dimensionality reduction blow!

This is Minzhi Enlightenment!

This is an explosion of knowledge!

This is intellectual fraud!

This is the collapse of faith!

This is...the twilight of the gods the gods are roaring!

They crazily assembled a legion and mobilized all forces to try their best to block the Internet and even the dark web.

However, in the face of this invisible enemy, as well as the back-to-back, no matter how powerful the army is, it can only sigh in vain!

On this day, the flyers all over the sky are like a machine descending from the gods, brutally cutting off the era of the gods and pushing the multiverse into a new era.

——This is a new era after "Era of Titans" and "Era of Gods"!

Historically: The Internet Era.