On a deserted plain in the center of an unknown continent called Sarast, the largest continent in the world...
With a loud "boom", the two gods, respected as the God of Creation and the God of Destruction by the residents of this world, once again separated in a fierce fight. Along with the brilliance of the explosion, the two gods also disappeared. Thousands of angels, demons and two unlucky lower gods who were seriously injured. At this time, the sky was no longer blue but was constantly changing with strange colors under the shock of powerful power. Countless angels, demons and countless Ten creatures worshiped by people and called gods were divided into two camps and were constantly fighting. On the ground, people also followed the gods they believed in and fought fiercely with each other. The ground was not stained red with blood as they imagined. Blood red, because after the blood flowed to the ground, it was blown away by the frightening magical energy and fighting spirit the next moment. If everything goes well, such words may appear in the future history books of this world: "XXX Years ago, the gods of light and darkness and their believers fought a decisive battle on the desolate plains of the Sarast continent, and finally ended with the victory of the light (dark) side. Later generations called it the Battle of XX... "
But the facts are often unexpected. Just when the two sides were fighting inextricably, the God of Creation suddenly released the energy he had previously stored, and passed through the God of Destruction with his sword before the God of Destruction could react. The opponent's body and face showed an expression that should not appear on the face of the God of Kindness. At this time, the battlefield suddenly became quiet. The dark side showed despair, while the light side showed ecstasy. When the situation was settled, a sly smile appeared on the God of Destruction's face. At the same time, his sword suddenly appeared from behind the God of Creation and pinned him and the God of Creation together. The God of Creation was surprised. , with a mixture of anger and joy, the God of Destruction said something that only the two of them could hear: "Mr. Hypocrite, don't worry, I won't bear to leave you alone!"
"You..." The God of Creation only had time to say this word before he and the God of Destruction were torn to pieces by the powerful energy emitted by their swords.
The spectators nearby looked at the empty sky stupidly as if they had not seen this scene. Their poor brains were processing this incredible scene. What was even more pitiful was that they would never have the day to react.
Because at this moment, the energy scattered from the God of Creation and the God of Destruction lost its owner and gathered together, distorting the space and finally formed a small transparent colorless crystal. The crystal slowly glowed strangely. It seemed that it was constantly absorbing something invisible. At this time, starting from the surroundings of the crystal, with the sound of "thunderbolt", a large gap opened in the space, and then like a chain reaction, the sound of "thunderbolt" and "pop" continued all around. , the cracks spread around at an unimaginable speed. The spectators on the side who had not yet recovered were torn into pieces by the cracks and sucked in without any feeling. However, the cracks did not stop their progress because of this, and continued to spread to the world. Every corner is destroyed and everything that passes by is destroyed. Countless invisible things flow along the cracks towards its source - the crystal stone.
As the crystal absorbed the last trace of invisible things and stopped glowing and turned gray, the whole world shattered into countless pieces along the cracks like a broken mirror, and these pieces continued to fragment and decompose until Disappeared, and in the end the only object that could prove the existence of this world was the gray spar.
I don’t know how long it took, it could be a year, it could be a week, it could be a second, a strange door appeared in front of the spar, and a man in a gray hooded robe walked out of the door and came. A thin hand stretched out in front of the spar, picked up the spar and threw it into the pocket of the robe in a mechanized manner. Then a tired voice came out of the hood of the robe: "Thirteenth!"
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"worn out!"
With a feeble complaint, in a strange space surrounded by gray clouds, a strange old man wearing a gray robe and a tired face appeared with a bang, and an armchair with thick cushions appeared. After the old man snapped his fingers, he appeared behind him out of thin air. After sitting down on the armchair, the old man snorted twice and began to complain to himself: "That hateful big gray guy Snot! Now I finally know why it went crazy with joy when I understood the law of 'zero is infinity and the beginning is the end' and wanted to defeat it and replace it as a 'manager'. Work, work, work... There is never a moment of leisure, recycling the space crystals after the destruction of the dimensional world, creating a new dimensional world... It is all annoying and scary work, and every time one thing is done, something goes wrong there again, because the law of chaos has changed. I have to do it, thinking that the 'time ruler' Ye Anyu-Zhouhai Archmage, who dominated countless dimensional worlds with infinite charm and radiance... (one hundred thousand words omitted), is now even worse than the great master of Zhouhai, hey -!"
After talking and feeling thirsty, he conjured up an unknown drink out of thin air, took a big sip, leaned back on the chair and began to enjoy his few rest time, but suddenly he seemed to feel something. He suddenly jumped up and started yelling: "*^&%▲＠◎№△＄@#^ (containing almost hysterical abuse in hundreds of languages), only after recovering the space crystals from the thirteen dimensions , before my butt is even hot, here it comes again, why don’t those war fanatics who think they are invincible and superior to others fight to the point of destruction? Damn it!!!”
After saying that, he transformed into a strange-looking door and walked in angrily. He walked so fast that he didn't notice that the thirteenth crystal among the space crystals he had worked so hard to recover fell from his pocket. In the cracks with unpredictable colors on the edge of the door frame...
In a certain villa on the Eastern Continent on the planet called Earth by the residents in an unknown dimension...
"worn out!"
With a complaint that was obviously pretending to be weak, a teenage boy with black hair and black eyes flew onto the bed with a bang and threw two tattered books into the corner, then began to mind himself. He complained to himself: "Devil! After I, a child prodigy, got a doctorate in both metallurgy and mechanics and returned triumphantly, what greeted me was not super luxurious food but three hours of 'serious and thoughtful' instruction from my parents. ', he said that as the next generation of the Leng family, he should practice martial arts diligently and learn the family's secret skills "Nine Yang Magic" and "Hundred Battles Sword Technique". He also forced me to memorize those two books in one afternoon, which cost me a lot of money. Countless brain cells and nearly starving to death!”
Although what he said was extremely tragic and touching, the truth was actually this: when he knew that he couldn't eat until he finished memorizing and would have to eat in 50 minutes, he spent countless brain cells and finally...an hour later he finished the two books. The content of it was completely memorized in his mind. In his words: "Nine Sun Magic Technique is nothing, only three or four thousand words. For a child prodigy like me, I can memorize it forever after reading it only a few times! As for the hundred words The fighting knife method is even simpler. There are nine images in total, all of which are of a person holding a knife and chopping, at different angles and in different positions. Some are holding the knife with both hands, and some are holding the knife with one hand. On the side of each image They are all paired with a formula, and you can memorize them just by looking at them!”
After venting and lying down for a while, the child named Leng Leng walked into the courtyard and said while walking: "I thought I would be liberated after going to school, but I didn't expect that I would have to practice martial arts. Forget it, for a child prodigy like me It’s nothing, after you master it, you must have a big game to make up for all the debt you owed before! Hahaha.”
Just when he was imagining what he was going to do when he turned around, a few kilometers directly above him, a crack suddenly opened in the space, and a gray spar fell out of the crack and began to fall freely. The strange thing is that no matter how strong the wind is, , the crystal fell straight down as if it had no impact, one thousand meters... five hundred meters... fifty meters, the crystal accurately hit the prodigy who was immersed in fantasy. At this time, the crystal emitted a dazzling light, With a "hoo" sound, the crystal stone disappeared together with our prodigy. If the weird manager old man saw this scene here at this time, he would be very surprised, because in his impression, the space crystal stone is a A particularly dangerous bomb that can destroy the dimensional world. The purpose of recycling the crystal is to prevent it from colliding with other dimensions and exploding. In fact, the space crystal is a very weird thing. If it hits an unthinking object with great force, For example, the earth, water, etc. will explode, and if it encounters living creatures... (there is no precedent), so in a sense, our prodigy saved the dimension he lived in from destruction, and muddle-headedly saved the world he was in. world.
And our hero's feeling about saving the world is that after a flash of silver light in the sky, he was shocked to find that he couldn't move, and was in pain like tearing all over his body. Then... the space around his body began to distort, and the next moment... he was completely Lost consciousness!