Mie Shiwen's male protagonist can read minds [Quick Transmigration]

Senior turned his eyes to the deepest part of this green forest, a face that has been pampered for many years, after half a year of torment, it is difficult to see the delicacy of the past, and the perseverance that has been experienced through hardships has unconsciously entered the depths .

The deepest secret of the family of gods has never been recorded in writing, but is passed on orally by the family lineage, and it is their belief that they protect with their lives.

"The gods sleep in a very pure place... a very pure place..."

Senior muttered continuously, his expression was a little erratic, but his movements were crisp and neat.

Holding the dagger in his left hand, he slashed fiercely at the wrist of his right hand, blood spilled out suddenly!

The splitting of the skin seemed to give the body a chance for the blood to escape. Senior was merciless in his strikes, a large amount of blood flowed out from the deep bone wound, and the horrible blood loss and severe pain made his face instantly pale.

He was in exile all the way, suffering from hunger and cold, but it was the first time he suffered from such a fatal injury on his wrist.

Senior couldn't hold back the pain and cried, seeing the blood on his wrist falling to the pattern pattern on the ground, he was automatically drawn and began to flow to the entire formation, every time a bright stone flowed, the blood on his wrist was drawn more forcefully a trace.

If this formation is to completely awaken the God of Light and get a response, at least the blood of five or more direct descendants of the God's family is needed. After the number is too large, the amount of blood loss divided equally is what ordinary people can bear.

However, the only remaining member of the God Family... is Senior.

Senior was prepared to die from the very beginning. He alone had to bear the summoning blood volume of the entire formation, and the concentration of divine blood in his body was not high. In this way, the risk of failure was even greater.

When the blood barely flowed to the last corner of the formation, the last hope left by the gods for the world finally lit up in this increasingly desperate world.

The beam of light soared into the sky, and the whole world cast their gazes here.

Senior choked and held his breath, his eyes darkening in bursts.

He does not expect the gods to respond to him.

He just hoped that the sleeping god could take a look at this world that was stepping into darkness.

take a look...

Please save them!

Before he fell into a coma, Senior, holding his breath, was a boy who had been protected by his family since he was a child. The only cruel thing he had done was the wound on his right wrist that solidified into a scar at some point.

In his drowsy consciousness, he vaguely felt a gentle wind blowing across his forehead, as if someone caressed his forehead, full of gentle consolation.

With a hallucinatory sigh, Senior fell into a coma.

The formation is made by the gods, the blood of the gods is the gift of the gods, and the stone of the gods is the power of the gods.

This is the deepest secret hidden by the gods.

If evil and killing are the necessary qualities to summon the God of Darkness, then piety and kindness cannot summon the God of Light.

This noble god, just like what people think of a god, is indifferent, even if he is gentle, no one can see him, and no one knows how to call him.

But the favored ones are the only channel for the gods to stay in this world.

The power of the formation has passed through the barriers of time and space, making the gods in the past timeline feel it.

The power of the formation is extremely weak, and one can imagine how weak and rare the summoners are. Rather than saying that the formation has found the gods, it is better to say that the gods have found the location of the formation.

descendants of the gods.

Duo Yao got up and closed his eyes to sense, the peerless face under the skin was calm and indifferent, even if the appearance was wrong, after opening his eyes again, there was still a trace of divinity leaking out when the eyes flickered.

Raising his hand, a gentle force interrupted the activation of the formation. Forcibly summoning through the timeline would only cause the boy to be sucked to death.

The huge light beam shot up in the forest of elves for a moment, and collapsed in the eyes of countless betting eyes. When the bright and warm light rose, countless people lost their minds, but when it collapsed, the deep despair and Inexplicable loss overwhelmed reason.

Countless races knelt down powerlessly, weeping bitterly.

Even they themselves don't know why they can't control all their emotions for a moment, just like all the grievances and sufferings have no meaning of forbearance at this moment.

Desperation spread among these fleeing races.

Not seeing the path of hope is tantamount to stepping into the abyss that devours people step by step.

The cold feeling spread from the bottom of the heart to the body, and there was an illusion-like warmth passing over the skin. Someone was stunned to stop the self-pity and raised his head.

This is... the power of light?

The power of light, which should have dissipated after being disintegrated, is now flying all over the sky, touching the skin of many races, and then gradually dissipating.

There is only a feeling of residual warmth on the skin.

It was as if someone had maintained these powers of light and comforted them gently.

In this increasingly dark world, although these bright and warm lights dissipated, they ignited tiny flames in their eyes until everything returned to its original state.

The sky outside is still gloomy and dark, and the iron cavalry of the tyrant is gradually approaching the only pure land. Everyone's nerves are tense again after the collapse.

But unlike before, they only need a little light, and they can survive.

Many races wiped their tears and straightened up, as if nothing happened to the gaffe just now, and continued to do what they were doing.

It's just that the skin on the cheek with residual warmth has been carefully touched many times by countless races.

Between the actions, there is a joyful attachment that even they themselves don't know.

Aurora, the great elder of the elves, looked away and ordered: "Send three teams of elves to explore that place."

"Yes!"

It is not a good thing to make such a big battle in the forest of elves, even if such power belongs to the light.

But who doesn't know on the mainland, that tyrant hates the God of Light the most.

This battle will only anger the tyrant.

If it had been before, they would have fought if they wanted to. The elves had distinct likes and dislikes, and they hated that human tyrant so much that even if they died, they would not follow the darkness.

But now the elves have a weakness.

If the entire elves...can't protect their emperor.

Aurora's face darkened slightly, and her calm and calm mind began to be restless.

He looked back at his mother, who hadn't moved since that day, and walked away with a worried expression.

Here, Duo Yao withdrew his strength, lowered his eyes restlessly, stood up and wanted to go out, then retracted his steps, clasped his knuckles and sat down in thought.

Thanks to the actions of the descendant of the divinely favored one, Duo Yao, who connected the two timelines, discovered the inconsistency that had been ignored before.

At that time when he almost woke up and caused the timeline to be chaotic, Duo Yao thought that the little accident did not cause anything, after all, he successfully entered the past timeline of the Son of Destiny.

But the timeline is easy to get out of control.

Instead of causing confusion, it caused upside down.

The timeline between him and the Son of Destiny began to stagger at that point in time, which led to a reversal of the information and status they knew.

Duo Yao knew the future of this timeline, but Theodore knew the past of this timeline.

But Theodore's past, for him, is the future.

If there is no accident, he will experience possession a few more times.

Duo Yao rubbed his forehead and sighed softly.

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