After I went crazy, I became the creator

In the illusory existence layer of the Feathered Man era, Luo Ding and others were cautiously coming to the halfway point of the mountain.

At this time, there were many murals with many contents on them, but they had all become ruins.

Only from the broken walls and broken walls could we see some of the original carvings.

In it, in the second nineteen years, that is, the forty-first year of the Feathered Man calendar, the Feathered Man King completed a certain achievement and thus obtained the crown bestowed by God.

There was a third and fourth time.

Every time God bestowed an achievement, the civilization of the Feathered Man would leap forward once. Later, each of the tens of billions of Feathered Man had undergone various sublimations.

In the eyes of today's humans, each of the tens of billions of Feathered Man had the ability to grasp concepts at the S level, and could be called a god!

At that time, the Feathered Man could be said to be an absolute God Clan, and they could do many things.

However, all human fantasies seemed to be realized in the Feathered Man society.

Immortality, turning stones into gold, flying into the sky and hiding in the ground——————

All imaginations became reality in the hands of the Feathered Man.

The prosperity of the Feathered Man was so extreme that it could be described as a fairyland.

But this fairyland is in stark contrast to the ruins.

While it makes people feel sorry, they can't help but imagine what kind of disaster caused the destruction of the feathered people.

Snake people?

Not really. Even the snake people at their peak were far from being the opponents of the feathered people in the murals.

As for whether the murals are fake, Luo Ding and his team can say no relatively directly.

Because the feeling of pride in that kind of civilization and culture is difficult to fake.

That was a time when people's spirit and energy reached their peak, and then they could condense all kinds of states and spirits.

The feathered people were more like they suffered a disaster, their own civilization was interrupted, and their technical capabilities rapidly regressed, and then they encountered the resistance of the snake people.

Otherwise, under normal circumstances, they simply could not understand why the snake people could win.

Every feathered person inside is like a god to the snake people.

"But what does it matter? After all, they are extinct-"

"The tone of the slaves, no matter how many times you hear it, you will feel angry-" A voice came slowly, startling everyone present, and they didn't notice anyone approaching at all.

Especially Luo Ding, who has reached the A level and has an instinctive sense of the operation of things and the operation of the system.

Even so, he still couldn't sense anything approaching.

Following the sound, he raised his head and looked into the distance, and he could see several winged people standing in the sky.

The winged people, who were nearly three meters tall, flew in the sky, and each one was extremely oppressive.

"Feathered people——·Completely different feeling from Rong Yuan and the others—

Rong Yuan is arrogant. He disdains to communicate too much with humans and ignores the existence of humans, but he has an indelible sense of brokenness, even after being resurrected this time.

It feels like a flower on a cliff that no one can pick, bearing the wind and rain alone.

But these feathered people are different now. Each of them is like a star in the sky, cold and distant, looking down on everything in the world.

Of course, the cold death in them at this time destroyed their innate temperament.

The stars in the sky were also pulled into the mortal world, and the hatred and resentment made them look a little twisted.

"Slave, how dare you keep your spine without permission! "One of the winged people completely ignored the existence of humans, and only Luo Ding was left in his eyes.

The words of rebuke fell like substance, and a kind of orange from the blood made Luo Ding want to kneel down immediately.

Although the black snake people lied in history, their resistance to the winged people was sincere, and the white snake people had not completely gotten rid of the slavery rooted deep in their bodies.

Luo Ding even had to use some supernatural powers to erase the throbbing of his blood when he knelt down.

"Although you don't have a snake tail, you still have to crawl!" The winged people in the sky saw that Luo Ding refused to kneel down, and his face sank. The next moment, a ray of light fell.

In that light, there seemed to be endless pressure, and even more real terrifying pressure.

"Lingxiao, don't use too much survival power on a slave, kill him quickly, and we will catch the real traitor. "Other winged people only said so when they saw this scene.

While speaking, they flew away, leaving only the winged person who took action here.

"I know, at worst I can just sleep for a while longer, but I have to clean up these disgusting reptiles! "As the feathered man said this, he waved his claws, and a sharp blade condensed from the wind flew out and headed for Luo Ding's back.

Break the spine and force the opponent to lie down.

This is the posture that a snake man should have.

The white sword energy flew and collided with the sharp blade.

The white emperor sword held the sword energy in his hand, with a cold expression.

He gradually couldn't understand this world.

He used to be the first sword of the sword pavilion. Except for those A-level psychics who were restricted from shooting, he was the strongest one.

General B-level psychics either used one sword or two swords in front of him, and very few individuals could confront him head-on.

In the past, he was the one who stood on a high place, overlooking and despising others.

But now, he has lost one after another, and every time he fights with others, he still uses one or two swords, because more attacks,

also become useless.

This time was the same. In the eyes of Yu Ren, they, the humans, seemed to have never existed.

These changes made Bai Di Jian and others feel angry.

"Human?" Yu Ren seemed to have just seen them at this time, and his words were full of confusion: "Are there so many humans now?"

This sentence made the sharp people such as the black-clothed man stunned, and there seemed to be a lot of information in it.

These Yu Ren knew about humans, and even in their time, humans already existed?

"You want to protect this slave?" Yu Ren did not act immediately, but asked like this.

"Mr. Yu Ren, the times have long changed. Senior Luo Ding is not a snake man, but his bloodline was forcibly changed by someone."

"Please don't..."

"So you have to protect him?" Yu Ren interrupted the black-clothed man.

He was not blind, so he could see it clearly. The reptile in front of him didn't even have a snake tail, and it was likely that it only had half of the snake man's bloodline.

But so what?

"The reptile's bloodline either kneels or dies!" The words were full of no room for rejection.

As he spoke, a little bit of light emerged, and everything between heaven and earth was changing rapidly.

The air solidified at this moment.

It was not to describe the tense atmosphere, but the real solidification of the air.

Symbols appeared between the wings of the feathered man.

The terrifying pressure and the indescribable heat penetrated into the bodies of all the people present along the solidified air.

But the next moment, the fog rose again, and there were several voices shouting, "We humans have airplanes and cannons, tanks and heavy equipment, and fierce firepower, enough to sweep everything!" After the War Terror Bureau finished speaking, countless guns and cannons were generated.

It took time, guns and cannons sounded, and countless metal fireworks moved forward.

If it were in other places, the War Terror Bureau would not have this ability, but the advantage of the Illusionary World is that most of the things that have passed away have illusions.

These guns and cannons are illusions, and they were summoned by the words of the War Terror Bureau.

"These are just gunpowder fireworks, not worth paying attention to, no need to take it to heart!" The War Propaganda Bureau on the other side also cooperated with the force.

Waves of power covered the metal fireworks fired by those guns and cannons.

It looked like fireworks in the hands of a child.

The feathered man was still flying in the sky, seemingly not caring about the gunfire at all, ignoring the danger.

The next moment, he was covered by the metal torrent and the high temperature of the fireworks without any defense.

With the combined efforts of the two, coupled with the characteristics of the illusion world that can attract past things, this set of explosions has reached Class A.

The destructive power of Class A may gradually fail to keep up with the times, but the point is that the feathered man is in a state of no protection.

A needle can kill a defenseless person.

No matter how powerful this feathered man is, he will probably not be able to get away with it if he is hit by this attack———"·

"How is it possible!" However, as the fireworks dissipated, the people present couldn't help but exclaimed.

The feathered man in the sky was unscathed, and even his feathers were still as smooth as before, without any gunfire smoke.

"The power is so-so, but you don't know, am I in an illusion? "The feathered man said this, as if he was looking at two illiterate people.

Things in the world of illusion are basically illusions.

They have long passed away and are not real living people.

Only a small number of special species can live in the world of illusion for a long time, such as creatures like the snow dragon beast.

Now these feathered people are nothing but illusions, but before becoming illusions, they used some technology to

seal part of their own consciousness.

So that even if they are illusions, they have reason, thinking, and remember all kinds of previous knowledge.

They even have a certain survival power.

"Any new tricks? "Yu Ren asked, and as he spoke, the air solidified further. Under the pressure, they felt that their bones were trembling and wailing.

Among them, Luo Ding received the most power. He had to do his best to operate his own superpowers, but it was difficult for his superpowers to shake its operating system when facing this pressure.

The opponent's system was very complete and extremely stable, which he had never encountered before when he tried to freeze other people's superpowers.

Comparing the two, he felt that the superpowers seemed to be missing something.

"Your abilities lack the core." Yu Ren directly pointed out the key.

At this time, Luo Ding's eyes also saw the runes that shone with the light of survival when Yu Ren used his abilities.

It was these things that made the opponent's abilities so stable.

This is what the superpower lacks-the essence of ability.

"It's boring, die early!" As he said, the solidification of the entire air intensified again.

Until the sword light was bright.