Ascension failed, the system took me away

Young people and teenagers travel together.

They talked about everything under the sun, each telling about what they had seen and heard.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. The two sat on the rocks at the top of the mountain, feeling the night breeze.

"Is this war inevitable?" the young man asked.

"I have no choice but to do it!" sighed the young man.

He looked down the mountain. The dark earth was twinkling with spots of light and there were thousands of lights. Those were the people he was protecting.

"In this world, many demons and gods have risen up. Although I have no intention of competing for them, I know the suffering of the people. I only wish to cleanse the four directions and protect a corner of the world!"

The young man's tone was a little helpless, but it carried with it an incomparably firm and unshakable will like a rock.

But the boy asked out of curiosity: "I really want to know, since you are not human, why do you feel empathy for humans?"

"Did he accept the influence of the fragment's authority, or did he have this idea in mind? Where did this idea come from?"

This question did not receive an immediate answer, and the young man looked at the lights at the foot of the mountain and fell into deep thought.

After a long while, he said, "Maybe it's both. Or maybe I just want to witness the infinite changes that people can bring."

The young man did not ask any more questions. The thoughts of sentient beings were unfathomable. They were as bottomless as the ocean abyss, and perhaps even he himself could not find the end.

He asked another question: "How long do you think this war for the throne will last?"

The young man hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "One hundred years, several thousand years, or even a thousand years is possible. After all, existences like us are difficult to die."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed to the distance, where a tall mountain stood.

The shape does not seem to be formed naturally, because the mountain looks like a huge spear that was thrown from the sky and pierced into the earth.

The place where the mountain meets the earth exudes an ominous atmosphere, chaos, malice, and all kinds of distracting thoughts, but they are tightly bound to the side of the mountain and cannot be broken free.

“Even if he dies, the authority and power he possesses will explode and cause terrible consequences, polluting the land and all living things.”

"I can't imagine what this land will become after all the demon gods die. Will people still have a place to live?"

Bai Zhi looked at the ominous place. He had felt this aggressive power a little bit in Yu Meng's crazy half body.

I have to say that it is indeed very troublesome. Once contaminated and corroded, it is impossible to resist without a firm will. Reason will sink and finally turn into a crazy monster.

"So this is why you are so hesitant despite your immense power?"

"Part of it." The Rock Master did not deny it.

Bai Zhi asked directly, without any hesitation: "What about the other part?"

"Another reason..." Yan Zhu smiled helplessly and did not hide it.

"Would you turn your sword against your best friend?"

Bai Zhi immediately understood.

These demons are not completely hostile to each other. At least, they are not mortal enemies before the signs of war for the throne of God come down from the sky.

They may not know each other, but there is no conflict between them. Some of them are even close friends who can drink and chat happily.

And now, there are only seven people on the final throne. How will they reach the end?

It seems that no one can give in to the boundary between life and death.

"A big fight between Gu-raising creatures?"

Bai Zhi couldn't help but think of a very important experiment in the history of Xia State.

The 'Gu King Battle' hosted by Dean Yu Zhu finally determined the only Gu King experimental subject, Tan San.

The results of this experiment laid the foundation for Xia Kingdom’s final survival plan, the Suiren Plan.

However, this plan was not implemented in the end, because the person who guided the original pioneer appeared and resolved the disaster of the sky falling.

In the Gu King's Battle, all the enemies are enemies. They can fight with all their might without reservation and use any means to kill each other.

But the war for the throne of God in this world is not like that, because the competitors have friends.

Bai Zhi felt that this mission was a bit troublesome. If these demons continued to hesitate and drag on, it was unknown how long the war would last.

If it really drags on for hundreds or thousands of years, by the time he returns, he won’t know how far Xia Kingdom has developed.

However, he, a new generation of Xia people, turned into an antique, and there was a gap in knowledge inheritance.

"No, it can't be like this!"

Bai Zhi, who was sitting, suddenly jumped up, hugged her chest with her left hand, touched her chin with her right hand, and paced back and forth with a serious expression.

He was thinking about how to end this war as quickly as possible and select the Seven Thrones so that he could complete his mission.

Lord Yan was a little surprised when he saw the change in the boy's expression.

"What's going on? You are a visitor from another world and are not part of the destiny. Why are you so anxious? And with your methods, it seems that you don't have to worry about your life being in danger, right?"

Hearing this, Bai Zhi said seriously: "You don't understand!"

"What do you mean?" The Rock Lord was puzzled.

"For a being like you who is born with a long life span and has not experienced the development of civilization, you cannot understand the importance of every moment."

Bai Zhi held up a finger, her serious expression hiding a hint of pride: "Do you know how long it took for my tribe to develop from a group of scattered mortals to the current level?"

Looking at Bai Zhi's outstretched finger, Yan Zhu guessed, "Ten thousand years?"

But then I saw that finger shaking, indicating that something was wrong.

Without waiting for Yanzhu to continue guessing, Baizhi gave the answer directly: "Less than a hundred years, or less than half of a hundred years!"

The amber-colored pupils, as calm as water, shrank instantly, and the Rock Lord, who had always been calm and composed, now showed a look of shock.

Although the contact time was short, he knew that this human boy from another world had his own pride and disdained to lie.

Therefore, Lord Yan believed this outrageously exaggerated statement.

"Now you know why I'm anxious. If I go back too late, I'll be out of touch with the development of the tribe."

The rock master regained his composure and nodded slightly. He stretched out his hand and a stone table suddenly appeared on the ground, with a pot and a cup carved from beautiful jade on the table.

He picked up the pot and poured the nectar into the cup. The moonlight sprinkled on it, making it translucent amber, and there were tiny sparkling lights like stars.

A gust of night wind blew in, bringing with it an intoxicating fragrance that was refreshing to the heart.

Bai Zhi took a deep breath, and his professional habit made him subconsciously start to secretly analyze the ingredients of the elixir.

The rock master extended his hand as an invitation, motioning the young man to sit down and drink with him.

"So you want to interfere in this war that doesn't belong to you?"

Bai Zhi raised the jade cup and drank the unknown nectar in one gulp, without touching her lips or tongue. It poured directly into the cave in her body.

Since I didn’t taste anything, I didn’t comment on it and just skipped it, replying, “Why not!”

"So, what do you want to do? Seize the power of the Demon God?" The Rock Lord asked, holding up the jade cup and drinking slowly.

"Demon God's authority?" Bai Zhi shook her head. "I can study it, but fusion is impossible. I will not accept this kind of power that does not belong to me, no matter how powerful it is."

"Oh! If you don't join the game, how do you plan to interfere?"

Bai Zhi stood up, put her hands behind her back, and looked up at the night sky. Her clothes and hair fluttered gently in the night breeze, and she had an extraordinary temperament, like a young immortal who had come to the world.

He said calmly: "It's very simple, just let those who are not destined to be transformed into humans."