Great Dao Ji

Craftsman?

What kind of talisman is this?

Han Fangbai was stunned and confused for a moment.

The essence of the talisman is to use special rune tracks to belong to the ubiquitous "spiritual particles" to achieve various incredible abilities.

There are thousands of talismans with millions of abilities, but he has never heard of a situation where a mistake in the process of drawing a talisman will evolve into another kind of talisman.

"Is this okay..."

Han Fangbai swallowed his saliva and then looked at the first talisman he drew. His fingers unconsciously rubbed every texture of the talisman.

In a trance, a scene seemed to appear before his eyes.

Faintly, he seemed to see a chaotic and dark starry sky, endless and boundless, vast and boundless, as if there were infinite mysteries in it.

It makes people indulge in it.

Buzz~

At this moment, Han Fangbai's chest felt hot, and the "one card" he had put in his chest suddenly lit up, stinging his eyes.

"Ah!"

Han Fangbai suddenly woke up, and took a step back despite the great discomfort, but what shocked him was that the scene in front of him did not disappear.

The dark and boundless starry sky was rapidly stretching towards the distance. It was not until this moment that Han Fangbai could see clearly.

That was not the starry space, but a huge eyeball that could not be described, and the dark and dark existence was like the starry sky.

It was its pupil!

"What is this?!"

Han Fangbai took a breath of cold air, and a great chill surged in his heart. He felt as if he was exposed outside the base city with a temperature of more than 100 degrees below zero, and his whole body was cold.

He even trembled involuntarily.

"How can you, who is so insignificant and humble, understand my existence?"

The voice that Han Fangbai had never heard of but could understand exploded in his heart:

"You can call me God, God of Craftsman!"

God...

Hearing the rumbling sound in his heart, Han Fangbai was even more shocked, but his fear was somewhat reduced: "Are you God? Or, or God of Craftsman? God of Craftsmen? Lu Ban?"

The new era ended the old era, but the inheritance of human information has long been no longer dependent on word of mouth, and the inheritance has never been missing.

Han Fangbai certainly knows what God is, but are there really gods in this world?

"Craftsman? Ignorant and humble creatures..."

In the sea of ​​​​heart, the voice paused, as if it caught something, and laughed coldly: "Immortality is God, and those who will die are never Gods!"

"You, what are you going to do?!"

Han Fangbai's body stiffened, and he felt as if something was coming out of his body.

But it was only a moment, and the thing shrank back again.

At the same time, the voice sounded again, but it became much calmer: "Kneel down, I have something for you to do."

"???"

Han Fangbai, who was panting, had a question mark on his forehead when he heard it.

You want me to do something, and you want me to kneel down? !

Crack!

A huge force suddenly appeared, and Han Fangbai screamed and was directly pressed to the ground.

"Don't even think about making me kneel down to you?!"

Han Fangbai screamed in pain, but he didn't kneel down. The hand holding the talisman suddenly moved, and directly activated the talisman!

It is not easy to practice the talisman, especially to get started. It may not be easy after getting started.

But this is limited to drawing!

The use of talismans is extremely easy. In fact, the reason why it is difficult to get started and practice the talisman is to reduce the difficulty of using talismans!

In other words, except for some high-level and top-level killing talismans, even a talisman master like Han Fangbai can instantly activate most of the other talismans!

Not to mention the talisman he just drew.

Buzz!

As the screams were still echoing, the talisman had burned out, and a flash of red light instantly fell on Han Fangbai's right hand.

"Your soul?... How could it be?!"

The surprised voice flashed by.

Han Fangbai's face turned pale under the red light, and he shook his hand to throw the red light out.

"Get out!"

Han Fangbai was shocked when he shook his hand. The red talisman light could not be thrown away, and even went directly into his flesh: "Get out!"

He danced with joy.

For a long time, until the door was knocked, the voice of "Grandma Han" came from outside.

Han Fangbai slumped in the chair with a twitching face: "Grandma, I'm fine..."

"Really fine?"

Of course, a door could not block Jiang Shili's eyes. Through the door, she swept across the room and fixed on Han Fangbai's face with a dejected look.

Thinking about something, he gave up the idea of ​​breaking into the house: "It's okay, just go to bed early and don't disturb the neighbors..."

"Got it..."

Han Fangbai wanted to say something but stopped, and finally gritted his teeth and communicated with the "craftsman god":

"What on earth are you?"

After a short silence, a voice in his heart just sounded: "Your Majesty, I apologize for my recklessness."

"Hey?"

Han Fangbai didn't expect the other party's attitude to change so much, but he didn't dare to be easy, and said vigilantly:

"What do you want to do?"

After another short silence, the voice in his heart sounded again: "I am learning your language, which is easier to communicate."

Han Fangbai was surprised to realize that the voice was already a well-spoken Daxuan language.

"I, from the World Tree Crystal Wall System, am one of the twelve ancient gods, a god under the seat of the ancient god of destiny, and my priesthood is "craftsman", specializing in carving the world for the ancient god of destiny..."

"The Ancient God of Destiny controls the 'Destiny Tablet', manipulates the fate of thousands of dimensions and the entire Crystal Wall System, and even the fate of the Star Realm. He is the highest-ranking Ancient God under the God of Creation, and the leader of the twelve great Ancient Gods!"

"And I was once the most trusted subordinate of the Ancient God of Destiny... In order to be promoted to an Ancient God, I tried my best to please the Ancient God of Destiny..."

"The Destiny Tablet records the past, present and future, and is imprinted with the fate of thousands of dimensions, demiplanes, and even the Crystal Wall System...

Only by erasing my name from the Destiny Tablet can I become an Ancient God..."

...

"But who knows..."

In his mind, the existence who calls himself the 'Craftsman God' is talking about his origins and the causes and consequences.

Han Fangbai was first surprised and then confused.

But he finally understood that this is a god from the 'World Tree Crystal Wall System', and according to him, it is also a 'powerful divine power'.

But how could His attitude towards me be...

Han Fangbai was confused and doubtful. The voice continued to speak, calm at first, but then fluctuated:

"An evil god from the 'Great World of Gods' broke the clay tablet of fate!"

"Then what?"

Han Fangbai finally said a word, because he noticed this unknown existence, and he seemed to be afraid when he said this.

The fear that could not be concealed!

"Then, then..."

The God of Craftsman suddenly shut up, and then there was a long silence, until Han Fangbai asked again and again impatiently, He whispered:

"Then, I fell into a deep sleep... I need your help."

"Aren't you a god? Do you still need my help?"

Han Fangbai was doubtful and more alert.

"My godhood is lost... I need you to help me find my godhood..."

"Why should I help you?"

Han Fangbai was shocked and knew that the drama was coming.

"Help me, and help yourself!"

The voice of the God of Craftsman was filled with great fear: "I feel the call of the clay tablet of fate. Someone is trying to find my location through the clay tablet of fate!"

"What?"

Han Fangbai's heart 'slammed': "Didn't you say that the clay tablet of fate has been broken?"

"Destiny is eternal, it will only be redefined, and will not really disappear."

The God of Craftsman said solemnly:

"I shouldn't have woken up at this time, and even, I am so weak that I can't wake up at all. There is only one reason for waking up..."

The gods are immortal.

However, it takes a very long time and is extremely demanding for the fallen gods to wake up from their sleep.

At this time, he can't meet this condition at all.

"What's the reason?"

Han Fangbai felt inexplicably heavy in his heart, and vaguely felt that this God of Craftsmanship did not lie to him.

At least on this point, he did not lie to himself.

"True death is coming!"

The God of Craftsman sighed: "Recovering my godhood is the only chance to save your world..."

"You don't want to see that evil god coming..."

The God of Craftsman sighed.

His condition was too bad, and this world was too weird. It could actually devour his soul, and this person was also very weird.

If not, he didn't want to say so many words.

"This..."

Han Fangbai was a little confused and irritable.

How could he have experienced this? For a moment, he didn't know what to do?

"I can pay!"

Han Fangbai's irritability was broken, and he became energetic again: "What reward?"

As a poor teenager who had to do two odd jobs after school every day, the word "reward" was too eye-catching.

"I am the God of Craftsmanship, and I am best at carving." The God of Craftsmanship swept through Han Fangbai's body, and expressed his sincerity in his words: "I can carve your body to keep you from getting hurt, I can carve your brain to make you smarter, I can carve your destiny to make everything you do twice as effective with half the effort..." "Ah? This, luck can also be carved?" Han Fangbai was shocked. ... "I can carve your destiny to make everything you do twice as effective with half the effort..." The empty underground base, the top of the snowy mountain with howling cold wind, a barren mountain somewhere in Wang Quan's dream, a floating city... Listening to the slightly distorted voice and message transmitted by Yinglong. Qinglong, Juechen Taoist, Wang Zhixuan, Chu Fan, Baihu, Gu Changsheng, Su Jie and others all looked at each other. "World Tree Crystal Wall System, Twelve Ancient Gods, Ancient God of Destiny, Evil God of the World of Gods..." On the top of the barren mountain in Wang Quan's dream, Su Jie chewed on the message transmitted by Yinglong, and there were ripples in his heart. As early as the appearance of the Zombie King, and even earlier when the Statue of Liberty disappeared, there was a saying of "time and space conversion" among the countries.

But it was not until this time that it was truly concluded.

"It turns out that the Zombie King, the Destruction Serpent, this God of Craftsmanship, and even the Hanging Mountain... all came from other worlds."

Su Jie had an epiphany, but he was also puzzled:

"But the universe is so big, why did they all come to Xuanxing?"