“Are the 'saints’?”

Sulu came to the highest point of the world and overlooked the changes in the world.

The so-called "saint" system is essentially the extraordinary power of plundering other creatures.

However, the animals and plants that mutated due to the collapse of the magic net are stable and orderly.

And the monster power polluted by gods, especially Montic created by Montic is chaotic and disorderly.

Therefore, this bloodline ability has a division between justice and evil.

“Essentially…it’s actually the same thing.”

"And, in the later stage... the magic will only become weaker and weaker. If humans over-hunter them, the monsters may become extinct. At that time, I'm afraid they can only turn their attention to the monsters... After all, the pollution of the gods will continue!"

Sulu felt a little tooth pain: "This world will still turn to chaos and madness... tracing the root cause, or because the Laplace world was originally cast by the flesh and blood of the demon..."

"But... civilization is still constantly improving, even with twists and turns..."

His eyes became quiet, and the changes in the whole world seemed to be accelerated.

He saw Phil and Tanasha rise up, unify the chaotic land, and confront the Holy See in the East and West.

In the end, they each established their own country and divided the human continent into three.

The three new kingdoms are the Kingdom of Forrest in the northeast, the Kingdom of Tallinn in the northwest, and the Alliance of Liberty City-Confederacy formed by chaotic places in the south.

These three countries are fighting each other for resources on the mainland.

Among them, the Liberal City-Constitution Alliance without the support of the gods is the most chaotic and has the weakest strength. If the two kingdoms had not restrained each other, they would have probably been destroyed long ago.

Even so, Phil, who married Tanasha, died in a war.

When Sulu saw this, he could only sigh.

"Phil... I'm afraid it won't work..."

Even the true spirit imprint of the gods has its limits.

Deaths again and again will only become more and more chaotic and confused, and will eventually be completely integrated into this world.

It’s not that you can’t achieve the gods and transcend them, but that the chances are getting smaller and smaller.

However, the indigenous Tanasha exceeded Sulu's hopes and not only promoted continuously, but also received help from some evil gods to support the alliance.

These three major forces are constantly in conflict, and due to the need for war, they promote continuous internal reforms.

The previous aristocratic feudal system was broken, and a new production model was incubating.

“It’s time…”

When Sulu saw this scene, she couldn't help but smile: "The transition from feudal civilization to modern civilization is the era of machinery and steam... Next, it will be steam civilization!"

There is undoubtedly a terrifying power in this, which is enough to support the promotion of the gods and even give birth to the ‘master’!

He stretched out his hand and a mark of true spirit emerged.

This is the mark of Ms. Glorious.

Sulu had the deepest hope for this ninth-level master, so he put him to the end.

"Don't let me down..."

With a light raising His hand, this mark fell into the sea of ​​darkness and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

...

The underworld.

In the newly built kingdom.

Jupiter suddenly stood up.

Just now, he felt the vibration of the Nether Sea.

An inexplicable feeling made him involuntarily walk out of the palace, take giant steps, and come to the edge of the Sea of ​​Nether.

"Great Pluto..."

Around them, some spirits knelt on the ground in admiration.

The power of faith fell on Jupiter, making his giant body look larger and majestic, emitting different lights.

When you get closer, you can seem to hear countless prayers.

"My King..."

Justinian was also alarmed and brought a team of death knights to come: "What happened in the Nether Sea?"

"I felt the difference in the Nether Sea. It seemed that there were very important figures who died or entered the cycle of reincarnation..."

Jupiter couldn't help but think of the scene when a spirit fell to the Nether Sea some time ago.

At that time, the vibration of the Nether Sea was far worse than this time.

"There is a feeling in the dark sea, and the material world must be undergoing tremendous changes..."

Jupiter looked at this scene, his expression constantly changing.

"Material Realm..."

Justinian's face was gloomy, it was his permanent pain.

"It's a pity...even the god of death cannot control the cycle of reincarnation. Otherwise, you should all go to the world to train. Perhaps in this opportunity, there is a possibility of becoming a god..."

Jupiter sighed again.

He had a premonition of this, but he had bound his duties and the road was death, which had nothing to do with what happened in the material world.

But if these descendants fight, they may have a glimmer of chance.

"Become a god?"

Justinian's eyes seemed to have flames, but it faded after a moment.

As the former emperor, he was used to controlling and seeking stability rather than taking risks.

However, some of the other royal blood descendants really have devoted themselves to the sea of ​​darkness and want to be reborn in the current material world and look for opportunities to become gods.

"God..."

Jupiter looked at this scene and the huge spiritual body was already like substance.

"Mother of nature, wise sage, starry sky explorer, original fire... There are so many gods in the world, many of which are dominators from ancient times... Thinking of this, my actions were as ridiculous as ants."

Jupiter returned to his palace, and his voice came out like thunder: "Justinian...my descendants."

"Great Pluto..."

Justinian quickly knelt on one knee: "What order do you have?"

"The savings of years are enough. I will sleep and try to break through the realm of the gods..."

Jupiter said: "During this period of my sleep, you will rule this country as the deputy king of the dead country and fulfill your obligation to protect the underworld."

As soon as the words were finished, part of the light fell on Justinian.

His soul body became much solidified as a result, like hard granite.

"Your will is my mission. Please rest assured that I will fulfill your instructions." Justinian replied loudly.

"So……"

Jupiter waved his hand and the entire palace collapsed suddenly, and brand new brick and stone buildings emerged, forming a huge mausoleum.

He himself was buried deep in the tomb.

As a sacred land, architectural concepts are naturally very different from those of the material world.

For the undead, the tomb is an excellent place to cultivate, and the tomb set up by Jupiter for himself contains strange power, which has the effect of soothing the undead and promoting breakthroughs.

"Is the deputy king of the dead country?"

Justinian turned around, looked at the many auras that were kneeling, and raised his right hand.
Chapter completed!