Lord of the Witches

In the dark night, boundless and mysterious.

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

Their singing and whispering formed a disgusting background sound, and a noisy movement gradually stirred up in the absolute darkness.

Numerous divine entities, billions of high-level races, those wandering mysterious behemoths... They either walk alone or in groups.

They launched a desperate charge, most of the souls were determined, but many were confused.

Why not flee?

And why, unbehaved, huddled in the box, waiting for the owners to pass by?

Afraid of the box being crushed? Can't accept being a possession? Can't bear to be humiliated?

Or, these are all.

"I was yelled as a'thief' and I haven't died yet, but the world suffered the doomsday disaster first?"

"Of course this is far from reaching the level of the day of death, but for some gods and beings, it doesn't make much difference."

Tang Qi suddenly became very calm at this moment, as if he did not foresee a tragic future.

But in fact, He saw it.

The charging ants showed extraordinary courage and unyielding will.

However, these are still meaningless in the face of the "master human rights."

The "rot" who yelled everywhere that he was father was ruthlessly stepped into the black mud, the ancestor **** in the abyss was pulled out, and his sovereign-level divine authority burst out but couldn't prevent his body from being torn in half. Like a failed firework, it flickered twice in the dark.

The brilliance before the final dimming reflects the ending of two powerful women.

The "primordial" and "mother gods", who have fought for a long time, stand together in the face of humiliation, and they may be able to endure the humiliation that falls on them.

But they could not accept the hundreds of millions of children they gave birth to and were deprived of the right to belong at this moment.

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

Mothers can always explode with incredible power. They silently turn into two torrents of clarity and turbidity, and converge in the dark, running over the howling black mud of origin, and washing down a cold and ruthless giant. Ground.

The two mothers tried to deprive "He" of their lives. They were the source of life and should have such authority.

Unfortunately, the giant is not their child.

The giant with an insightful eye just got up slowly, without saying a word, silent like an eternal iceberg. He raised the arm that shakes the world, as if to pat the "water stain" accidentally splashed on his body, Shoot down the two mothers to the depths of the black mud.

This is far from the end. There are too many gods who have exploded out of humiliation.

The Origin Protoss is not only arrogant, they also have the power of "master".

It's just too abrupt, and the ants cannot accept that they suddenly become the property of a certain group.

Charge and fight, far from stopping:

The many spirits in charge of the divinity of "war" finally moved the swordsmen away from each other, and turned to the giant who stepped on the boundless.

The gods of knowledge rushed out from the "library", constructing a labyrinth of wisdom in front of the path of the giants.

The masters in charge of "terror" and "doomsday" work hand in hand to create a disaster-running wasteland behind the maze, sweeping rough deserts and storms, trying to bury at least one giant.

The Mother God of Nature and Earth allowed his divine power to surge and suppressed the noisy black mud at the cost of disrupting order.

Many mechanical gods ignited sparks, gears began to spin, clockwork and metal began to roar.

The death gods appeared silently, the cold sickle was superimposed with the storm that brought the gray and blue, the home of the souls of all things was no longer peaceful.

...

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

The results of those charges were cruel and frustrating.

Although the number of spirits participating in the war increased, some "weak" results began to show.

The storm raised by the death gods stopped a giant, and the gods of knowledge trapped a certain giant in the depths of the maze... no more good news.

The worse picture did not hesitate to show that Raphael, who has won the "war of truth" to some extent, was attacked by two giants.

The flower of truth blooms ignoring the turbulent black mud, but it cannot stop the malicious dissection of the two giants.

The petals wither, the thorns rot, Raphael has never succumbed, nor has he fallen, but the body on which he stands proudly is full of holes.

Everything seems to be of no avail.

The forty-one origin protoss did not give the boundless and mysterious sentient beings any time to react or prepare.

Their arrogance is incredible, so cold and mean.

They rudely lifted the "lid" and rudely showed the gods the power of their group.

They may be able to use their power once again when the big event subsides, as they did in the Dark Age, forcibly altering the timeline.

No, not maybe, they will definitely do that.

Tang Qi recalled the supreme divinities he had come into contact with, whether deer gods or sea stars, had low evaluations of the origin protoss, calling them "rude giants".

Obviously, this is very appropriate.

Those very weak results did not last long, and became irrelevant as the forty-one giants moved forward.

The black muds are proud again, they are like clowns serving the king.

He tore his throat and let out a harsh howling that made people disgusting.

It's just that they have reason to be proud at this moment, the boundless mysterious being crushed too thoroughly.

This infinitely swelling world always has "miracles". The heroes turn into stars and shine, and the brilliance of the gods is scattered. Chaos and order do not affect the greatness of this world... It is only at this moment that this greatness is rudely trampled on. In the dust.

The gods and everything are very unwilling, but unfortunately, power is power.

The supreme power cannot be resisted.

The "humiliation" that is even more unacceptable to the gods is the ignorance of the giants. From beginning to end, these gods, who have the eyes of origin, have their eyes fixed on Tang Qi.

Boundless and mysterious, that increasingly bleak dreamland.

Since Tang Qi was promoted to the "Master of Dreams", that country was a beacon of crazy growth.

When the black mud poured out, the lighthouse went out before it lasted too long.

Wan Ling didn't always attack the giant, Tang Qi remained silent.

The night is the darkest, but He can still see things.

He looked at the "Ship of Fools", 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 to be lifted.

Unexpected "guests" ignore the howling coming, and the long-lasting glory blooms again.

A "giant tree of light" that transcended the universe and dimensions and any concept came without warning, and those branches containing infinite time and space spread, like billions of paths, completely tearing the area apart.

On the six sturdy branches split from the main trunk of the giant tree, a figure appeared on each.

Cannot be seen directly, only shadows and outlines.

The dark night is torn apart for the first time, and the light of knowledge shines on all living beings.

A voice that could not distinguish gender, age, and race sounded, ancient and peaceful, and instantly soothed all beings who were angry because of the humiliation.

"Knowledge is eternal."

Because of this proverbial word, the arrogant and cold supreme aura of the 41 giants finally fluctuated, and they stopped at the same time.

He looked at the giant tree and the six figures with malicious eyes.

Before speaking, the powers of both parties had begun to tear each other.

The Origin Protoss, who crushed the gods and all spirits into the dust, failed to tear the giant tree of light in the first place.

The "Eye of Origin" that sees everything is gradually lost in endless knowledge.

"The library, the founding council."

"Don't you hide in the depths of the time community, you are actually trying to interfere with us to get back the eyes of the people?"

"You think we can't help you moths who are born of knowledge and hide under the shadow of the tree of knowledge?"

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

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

His expression is not obscure, and the meaning of every word is very clear and terrifying.

The most terrifying thing is the word "cutting a tree". No one would 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 two words may represent the demise of hundreds of millions of worlds, and the annihilation of infinite knowledge ~www.novelmtl.com~ The torn space quickly resounded a response from the ancient observer familiar to Tang Qi.

His conceptual body is actually a bit larger than the original Protoss.

Only in terms of power, the two are not the same.

"Hello, rude giant."

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

"You are very angry. Coincidentally, we are very good at calming anger."

"We do not intend to interfere with your battle with the last sage, we just pass this timeline and return the things that sage placed in our place."

"Last second, the thing was returned to him."

...

Time flows back to the previous second, when the giant tree of light is torn to darkness.

Ripples are rippling in the towers of the dream country.

The King of Yogg Worm, who was struggling to climb back to the tower, had no time to scold the despicable dream master. He immediately saw a goddess wearing a classical dress and long golden hair, representing wisdom and knowledge.

This goddess held a "human head" in her arms, a head indistinguishable from Tang Qi.

In the surprised eyes of Worm, Stana and Sally, the newly arrived goddess rushed over with Tang Qi's head, her soft body embraced the latter, and offered her lips with excitement and joy in her voice.

"Finally caught up, chasing time really doesn't suit me."

"While I provide assistance, it is not too much to ask for a little reward."

The second sentence was the girlish Rose Madeleine, speaking to Sally and Stana.

While speaking, she playfully raised the second Tang Qi head and gestured on Tang Qi's body, obviously thinking about where it should be placed.

ps: The first edition ended not very well, so I gave up. Xiao Tuotang wrote the second edition, which is also very fast.

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