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In short, anyway, if you see other gods, just hit them!

No reason, simple and rude!

God is gone, God is gone!

The dusk of the gods is coming, and the battle is finally over, because there is no longer any god in this world, and all the gods are dead!

On the ground, graves and tombstones appeared one after another at some unknown time.

The gods who were originally high above were buried in the tomb bag.

No matter how dazzling, how bright, how powerful the gods were, no matter how violent or calm their tempers were, they all lay quietly in the grave, without any movement.

The world turned bloody, the laws were distorted, the rules mutated, and the whole world was filled with the meaning of death.

The age of the gods has begun, and the age of the gods is over!

"Hey~"

With a long sigh, Duobao buried the last god on the ground, the dust was flying, and a new grave appeared!

He's not the first, but he's the last!

On the pitch-black tombstone, several large black characters [Tomb of the Gods] were written.

Duobao didn't know the other party's name, and didn't bother to count it. As the last god, it was appropriate to use this word as the name of the tomb.

After burying the last god, Duobao slowly walked to a big stone next to him, and sat down with his back leaning on him.

Looking up at the blood-red sky, I feel a little complicated.

"After all, it still failed!"

He created this world with his own hands, created the gods, and buried them with his own hands!

He gave them one last chance, hope, and they let him down again!

They didn't catch it. After overthrowing the gods of their own race, all of them became gods. They thought they would be like dragons, but they didn't expect to be caught in civil war again.

Although there is an influence of fate in this, it may not be all the influence of fate!

"People!"

Sighing and sighing, it seems to have seen the rise and fall of a civilization.

It was originally intended to be a trial ground for the ancestor witches, a place for karma.

As a result, seeing their changes with my own eyes, suddenly became less interested.

"Daddy." Xiaohong came over, wearing a red dress, her eyes were no longer pure before, and her body was full of sadness.

She walked to Duobao's side and sat down, leaning her small head against Duobao's body.

With big eyes, he stared blankly at the blood-colored sky.

At the beginning, she felt resentful towards the many human races, because they made her father unhappy.

Therefore, when the way of casting was first passed on, I didn't pay much attention to it. After spreading it casually, I went to play by myself.

At that time, what I thought was, after playing for a while, after completing the task assigned by my father, I will go back to my father's side!

As a result, she couldn't take her eyes off the development of the human race behind.

Curiosity was aroused in my heart.

She once entered the human race under a pseudonym, followed a group of heroes, and fought against the gods.

Without using his own identity and suppressing his authority, he was in danger several times, but was rescued by the human race around him.

Slowly, she immersed herself in it, and regarded herself as a human race who rebelled against the gods.

She has no reservations, helping the human race, following the human race, fighting the gods, getting injured, recovering, seeking revenge, excited... There are so many things, the experience can be described as wonderful!

Gradually, she forgot her resentment towards the human race, and regarded them as her own, even friends.

Finally, the gods failed, they won!

So, she went to the God Realm together and became a member of the new gods.

She enjoys it and is very happy. Every day is just playing and making trouble.

In the beginning, it was very happy, very happy.

However, when the later levels appeared and conflicts appeared, she felt that something was wrong, and she felt that it was not so good!

She began to worry, she didn't know what she was worrying about, but it was worrying!

Not long after, her worries became reality, and she finally knew what she was worrying about!

Those originally amiable companions, friends, started to quarrel and even fight for a little benefit, baby.

The face is distorted, ferocious, and looks so strange!

She was stunned, not understanding why such a thing happened!

Next, the development of the gods gradually made her disappointed and even despaired!

A large-scale battle took place, contradictions, conflicts, and gradually evolved into a battle of life and death, either you die or I live!

The battle of the gods has begun!

She didn't participate in it, she used her authority for the first time, covered her figure, and watched in disbelief.

It's not that she didn't want to stop it, and even used her authority for it, but it was useless!

Also after being quiet for a while, the old style reverted, and the big battle reappeared!

And it seems that because of her suppression, this battle is more violent and ferocious, and she is terrified and heartbroken watching it!

She was completely desperate, and she would not interfere any more, just quietly watching them fight until all of them fell!

Chapter 382 The Depressed Ancestral Witch

Peerless martial soul doctor Wu Bing Wang Qifei, you have been flopped again!It is impossible for my fairy tale to be so invincible and upgraded Wang Lin Yu Jiang Yan transmigrated into a son-in-law The ex-wife of the hero Jiuyang Emperor Zun League of Legends Peerless Dark Warm Marriage "Why?" Xiaohong leaned on Duobao and asked blankly .

She didn't understand why a person who was so kind before could suddenly become so hideous?

She didn't understand, why did things become like this?

She doesn't understand, she really doesn't understand!

"This is human nature!" Duobao touched Xiaohong's head reassuringly, sighing incomparably.

He decided the fate of the world, but he also gave them a way to break through their fate, hope!

Time and time again, they never caught it, and it finally led to their current result!

Even if he didn't set his final destiny, I'm afraid it will develop in the end, it's still the same, there won't be much change!

"External force, catastrophe!"

Duobao whispered in his heart.

Human beings are indeed good at creating miracles, but those things only appear under the pressure of countless disasters and external forces!

If there is no external force, catastrophe, with the nature of human beings, I am afraid that they can only destroy themselves in the end!

"Human Race..."

In thinking, Duobao has a definition for the future human race: "Catastrophe, external force, absolutely indispensable!"

.......

In Pangu Hall, many ancestor witches were silent.

Qiangliang was holding a half-human-sized wine jar, drinking it thump-thump-thump, the transparent liquid dripped down the corner of his mouth, he didn't care at all.

"What's the use of us? Even my own brother and little sister can't be rescued!"

"I can only watch them disappear, or even fall!"

Qiangliang's drunken eyes were hazy, he seemed to be drunk, and he was talking drunk: "The protagonist, the overlord...hehe, it's ridiculous!"

Houtu turned reincarnation, Gong Gong, Zhu Rong disappeared, the situation is not good!

They are brothers, and when Zhurong and Gonggong were in danger, they naturally had a feeling.

But it's just a sense, they want to take action, rescue, but they can't even find their location!

Houtu is because the law of heaven does not allow them, they are unable to make a move!

And Zhu Rong, Gonggong, they can save them, but they can't find where they are!

A sense of powerlessness filled the hearts of all the ancestral witches.

Di Jiang frowned, and tapped his forehead with his fingers over and over again.

For the first time, the first time in his life, he felt so powerless and small!

Even when he was in the dark trial field, encountered the fruit clan, entered many taboo places, and encountered those powerful curses, he was not as powerless as he is now!

Even in the most desperate time, he still firmly believed that they could break through and get over it!

But, now, he...has the feeling of giving up!

"Ridiculous, it's ridiculous!"

Dijiang laughed at himself, raised his hand, and the wine jar in Qiangliang's hand fell into his hands, closed his eyes, and drank gulp.

Zhu Jiuyin's eyes were dull and empty, looking at the ground, he couldn't tell what he was thinking!

It's not just that others can't see it, even he himself doesn't know what he is thinking or what he should be thinking now!

The Twelve Ancestral Witches have now become the Nine Great Ancestral Witches.

Reincarnation of post-localization, Zhu Rong, Gonggong is gone!

The former ruler of the earth, the overlord of heaven and earth, seems to have become a joke at this time!

"The protagonist of the world, the overlord, does it make sense?"

Someone chuckled, with a strong sarcasm in his voice!

He seemed to be mocking something, and he seemed to be mocking himself!

"What's the point of being a saint or being above a saint?"

"If you can't even protect your own brothers and sisters, and become saints, even if they are invincible supreme, so what?"

The sound was not loud, but it fell on the bodies of the ancestor witches like the sharpest knife, cutting their hearts into pieces.

The ancestor witches closed their eyes, feeling the heart-piercing pain carefully, as if they were enjoying it.

During the long silence, Xuan Ming stood up and walked out.

The other ancestral witches sensed her movement, raised their eyelids, glanced at her, and lowered themselves again.

"Let's go, let's go, let's all go, huh, wu clan, jokes, ancestral witches, jokes...Let's go, let's go!"

I don't know who said such a sentence, so the entire hall was intermittently empty.

In the end, only Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin were left in the hall.

"Second brother, am I wrong?" Di Jiangxu asked Zhu Jiuyin with his eyes open.

Among the twelve ancestral witches, Di Jiang is the eldest, and Zhu Jiuyin is the second.

"Should I have given up on the Witch Clan? No matter what, I must save my little sister!"

"Am I really wrong!"

Dijiang's voice is getting louder.

He was trembling, the majestic Zuwu, his body trembled because of a few words.

He wept bitterly, tears mixed with snot, and flowed down.

Without waiting for Zhu Jiuyin's answer, Di Jiang grabbed the wine jar by himself and drank again.

The wine mixed with tears flowed into the mouth, and after turning around in the body, it seemed to flow out from the corner of the eyes again.

Spicy drinks take on a salty taste.

Zhu Jiuyin sighed as he watched Di Jiang, who was defeated by Soul Eater and weeping.