God does not love the world [unlimited]

When the divine fire ignited, the aperture in the system suddenly began to vibrate.

Under the shadow of the trees, on the roof, and by the side of the walkway, the color deepens with trembling. The golden threads are like duckweed in the water. After lifting the cover on the water surface, they stick out, and they look like seeds buried in the ground early. Some invisible force pulls new shoots out of the ground, takes root downwards, grows upwards, and winds up into an airtight prison.

The players standing around were all stunned by this scene, and one of them suddenly jumped up after a while: "What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and inform the boss!!"

The golden threads rose upright along the edge of the aperture, like golden pillars of light soaring into the sky, sinking into the sky.

Players standing on a high place clearly saw a streamer of light with the entire system's internal plane as the boundary line, eliciting a light golden light. In the next second, those who ran to report the news, those who stayed indoors, those who walked on the street, stood Everyone by the bridge felt the tremor of the ground under their feet.

The radians of mountains, rivers and rivers on the ground were all straightened, as if the built model was suddenly dismantled violently, and row upon row of buildings were annihilated one by one.

Standing in front of the golden beam of light, Bai Jiwei looked at the gray name on the screen of the bracelet, and suddenly felt an extremely ominous premonition in his heart.

He guessed that those unevenly distributed apertures were all written by Shi Yu, and he also guessed that the other party deliberately closed the connection between the system and the outside world, especially when the system sent a letter saying that the update was completed a day ago, canceling the mutual shielding of the player space and requiring Access to this rule is only possible with prior permission.

But he has also stayed in the God Realm before, and he knows that whether it is a magic circle rune or a buried treasure, external force must be exerted to work, either the arranger guides it, or the enemy attacks, and there is no effect similar to fixed-point operation .

Shi Yu went online briefly a day ago, and then his avatar immediately dimmed, and the light circle lit up, and he could still attribute it to the result of the other party's own manipulation.

But now?

The other party has clearly never entered the system, and his name has never been lit up. Why do these apertures suddenly change?

Because someone violently destroyed it?

But it shouldn't be, Shi Yu didn't mention it to them when he arranged these things, which shows that the other party at least doesn't care whether someone destroys it.

So why are they suddenly working?

Where and what kind of information did they receive to suddenly start at this time?

He didn't have time to figure it out, but the players standing in the center of the flat ground watched in shock as the ground under their feet suddenly turned into a whirlpool, and the powerful suction instantly dragged everyone to the ground!

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!!!"

The players screamed as they fell, until the first player completely disappeared into the bottomless darkness, and suddenly a gust of hot wind rushed up from below.

The players who got close felt the familiar aura that made people's hearts tremble.

Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted: "Fuck! Is that my house?!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

The vortex starts from the center of the flat ground and gradually expands outward. More and more players see the shadow of the city from the vortex. One frame after another, it may be a landmark building, or a well-known facility, or simply a certain place. The setting of the personal room.

Across the thickness of the ground under the feet, it looks like a floating utopia, gradually turning into reality as the vortex expands.

It's like going home.

The player who fell first was wrapped in a sense of weightlessness, and was awakened by the pain when he hit a solid object under his body. When he opened his eyes, he froze.

Here... is his residence, his own room.

The decoration of every item is from his hands, and he will never admit mistakes.

The players above the vortex saw with their own eyes that one more person suddenly appeared in that frame, and then disappeared like a bubble.

A trembling voice rang out, as if he was afraid that if his breathing was a little louder, he would shatter the dream in front of him: "Is this... sending us home?"

No one answered.

The speed of the vortex's changes did not allow everyone to think for too long, and another player fell, and its boundary line also expanded rapidly outward, spreading to the periphery in an instant.

Bai Jiwei suddenly raised his head.

He felt it.

Down the whirlpool is the way back to reality.

On the aperture, however, is towards the God Realm.

The moment the vortex expanded to directly in front of his toes, he suddenly reached out to grab the floating golden thread behind him.

Wu'er at the side seemed to be aware of it, and when he turned around, he saw him rushing directly into the circle of light of the formation.

She also subconsciously clenched the silk thread around the aperture, and the vortex moved to her feet almost at the same time, and the suction burst out instantly, swallowing her and the players around her.

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Because Qin Jie set the landing point of the system connecting to the God Realm at Fenglan Pavilion, Bai Jiwei stepped on the ruins of the newborn when he passed through layers of restrictions and landed, and the dust flying all over the sky almost choked him out. Tears come.

The stone rolled down, and the ominous premonition in his heart suddenly came true: "Where is he?"

Qin Jie stared stiffly at the mess in front of him, his eyes moved up, his eyes seemed to lose his soul: "What?"

Bai Jiwei grabbed him by the collar suddenly, and said with strength as if he was about to strangle him to death: "Shi Yu! Where is he?!"

The last sentence almost yelled out.

Qin Jie's lips trembled slightly: "...below, with Fu Yang."

Bai Jiwei threw him away and ran towards the ruins, holding a boulder with both hands. The God Realm is no better than the system, without the blessings given by the system, his strength is only stronger than most humans, far less than the peak physical fitness in the God Realm, Not even a god.

The back of his hand had clear blue veins protruding from the force, and he gritted his teeth to drag the stone out and push it onto the flat ground.

The second figure ran towards the ruins.

Shuying was on Fuyang's arrest warrant early on, and has been staying in the player's space since discovering that the other party's identity is fake, and never left, only to escape the result of being captured by Fuyang and thrown into the dungeon.

He and Bai Jiwei almost saw through the light circle with their front and back feet, rushed back through the light curtain, and heard the conversation just now.

Shuying knelt on the ruins, bent down and rummaged through the mountains of stones in front of her with her bare hands.

He didn't dare to use his divine power, because he was afraid that if he couldn't control his strength, punching down would make the ruins worse, and he was also afraid that the rocks above would suddenly shatter, which would cause a chain reaction underground.

Lifting a boulder with both hands, he turned around and suddenly raised his hand and threw it at Qin Jie below: "You fucking don't come to help!!"

The stone rolled to the ground with a loud bang.

Qin Jie seemed to have just been brought back to his senses by this moment, panic filled his entire chest for a moment, grabbed his heart and stopped beating for a few seconds, then ran over like crazy, following the dark room in his memory one after another Dig down with bare hands.

Even if he knew in his heart that there was a high probability that the two of them would not survive under such circumstances, their actions would be in vain.

The building of the temple must be able to withstand ordinary divine power. Every brick and tile is extremely hard, with sharp cross-sections, and blood can be squeezed out with a single hand.

But Bai Jiwei didn't care about that much, or he couldn't think of it at all at the moment. He used [-]% strength to move the stone away with his bare hands. , A layer of red and black dirt almost dried out on his hands.

There was no rest after one piece was moved, followed by the second, third, fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, and last.

Countless pieces.

He couldn't remember the time, nor where he was. It seemed that the only message left in his mind was one sentence.

Dig them up.

Until a figure suddenly passed him and ran towards the cross-shaped stone pillar in front of him.

It's Yuan Ji.

Shuying's movements were faster than the others present, and she immediately dodged in front of Yuanji, clutching the other's arm tightly: "Can you sense it?"

Yuan Ji lowered his head and slowly clenched his hands into fists.

"Can you feel it?" The blood in Shuying's eyes climbed up one by one, "Aren't you dedicated to seducing souls? Aren't you able to communicate with souls thousands of miles away? Can you see the people here? !"

"Yes." Yuan Ji didn't wait for the other party to ask, his voice seemed to be squeezed out word by word, "but I can only sense the dead souls of gods."

A guillotine suddenly hangs over the heart of the listener.

"There are dead souls down here."

The guillotine fell heavily, chopping the beating heart into a bloody mess.

During the silence, Bai Jiwei suddenly interrupted: "How many dead souls are there?"

Yuanji meal.

"One, or two?" Bai Jiwei approached step by step, "Or do you not know the specific situation, and can only feel the general location and direction?"

Yuan Ji let go of his hand suddenly, bent down, clasped the biggest stone with his palm: "I don't know."

No need to ask now.

There must be dead souls underground, but it is unknown whether there are any survivors.

Just one possibility is enough to stop them on the verge of sanity.

Half of them have entered the gate of hell, but the other half is still holding on to the snake tail with a red letter on the bank, waiting to be bitten by the sharp teeth when they get ashore.

Yuan Ji drew a general range, and they were all scattered around and dug deep, wishing to use all their strength to carve out a narrow way of life from the landslide-like ruins in front of them.

The news of the collapse of the main hall spread to the outside world, arousing the biggest commotion in the entire God Realm for decades. Finally, the gods and people who originally lived near the temple passed through the unguarded city gate and approached cautiously. The wall was cleared away and sunken into a deep pit.

And the gods who were originally high above were all covered in dust and knelt on the ruins at this moment, like wild beasts that had lost their minds, digging the sand and stones on the ground.

A young god suddenly ran up and caught the stone that Yuan Ji had turned over and was trying to remove.

The little god looked at the bloodshot eyes of the god, and said in a crisp voice, "Are you looking for Lord Lord God?"

Yuan Ji was taken aback.

The little god moved the stone from the hole to the ground, turned around and said, "Can I help you?"

Children's minds are too transparent, even if they don't know the history of the past, they can still guess who it is that makes them so concerned about the whole mind.

Next, the second, third, fourth, almost all the gods and people around stepped forward at this moment.The taller ones jumped into the potholes, while the shorter ones stayed by the side of the hole to carry the wreckage of the ruins.

There was no conversation, no discussion during the whole process, it was methodical and orderly.

The remnants of the stone in the center were removed, and the huge pothole sank rapidly, and the bottom got deeper and deeper.

Until one of the gods suddenly exclaimed.

All the figures seemed to have some kind of stress reaction at this moment, and immediately surrounded them, and a full seven or eight hands simultaneously raised the bluestone slab in the center that was as wide as an adult.

Yuan Ji stared at the face below, his eyes fixed, and flames burned in his eyes.

"This is... Master Fu Ye?" The god who found it first recognized this face that used to appear in public view at a glance, boldly snorted, and was stunned, "He ……died?"

There is only this corpse here.

Yuan Ji suppressed the urge to cut him into pieces, turned around and turned up the ruins again, but his actions were more ruthless than before.

There was no other discovery around the corpse, but it seemed like a fire was thrown in everyone's heart. As time went by, the burning in the air was so thick that it was almost stagnant, scalding blood blisters in their chests, burning, swollen and painful. .

But what fell with the passage of time was the slanting sunset, the gorgeous glow, every time they turned over the stones and tried to find the figure of the man underneath, but every time it was just in vain; Seconds passed and the panic gradually filled my heart.

They persuaded themselves to accept the cruelest reality again and again, but as long as they clasped their hands on the ruined wall again, the worst outcome preset in their hearts would always be filled with impossible expectations.

But they couldn't find him.

Every inch and every inch has been touched, but I still can't find it.

A bell rang suddenly from a distant tower, and the sky in the God Realm entered the night, as if it was a judgment from heaven.

Under the buried stones layer upon layer, suddenly there was a bean-like fire that spilled out little by little, and it was as bright as a firefly at night.

When the people on the ground were almost desperate, they suddenly caught a glimpse of the light in the gap from the corner of their eyes, shook their hands, and suddenly dug down with a crazier gesture.

That little bit of fire is like a lighthouse for travelers on the sea, until the cold moon hangs high in the sky, and the last stone is finally removed.

A blood-stained corner of the clothes was exposed underneath.

Bai Jiwei's hands suddenly trembled, and when he was in an extreme mood, it seemed that many gods came running around, shouting something in his ear, and stretched out his hand to help him remove all the remaining stones.

The fragments of the godhead finally burned out the last trace of power, and turned into smoke and dust with the night wind.

The people on the ground had disheveled black hair, closed their eyes, and their lips were so pale that there was no trace of blood.

It's Shi Yu.

When the other party's face appeared under the moonlight, the surroundings were eerily quiet for a moment.

Bai Jiwei's heartbeat made his chest ache, and he stretched out his hand to feel his breathing, but he couldn't restrain the convulsive trembling of his fingers after trying several times, and he couldn't distinguish the part of breathing from the night wind even after staying for a long time. A stream of air.

He bit his tongue violently, ripped open the neckline of the other party, and pressed down hard on the other party's neck with his fingertips.

For a long time.

The pulse under the fingertips finally conveyed the ups and downs of the heartbeat.

It's barely noticeable.

After touching it for a second or two, it jumped again.

Bai Jiwei finally dared to confirm the answer. The hand on the other party's neck hung down, and the moment he opened his mouth, he tasted the bloody smell in his throat: "...It's all right."

The clothes on his body were almost wet with cold sweat, and he didn't care how the surrounding figures reacted to this sentence, so he said hoarsely: "Let's go back."