"Put it to death."
"Then you can be reborn!"
Zhou Wentian, who was crazily beating the waves on the coast, and his blood almost set off a storm, laughed wildly, and then inserted a hand into his left eye, blasting the eyeball.
He has hated this thing for a long time, and every day is like a chicken at the end of the day, tick-tock reminding himself of the date of his death.
Next, the left eye turned into a hollow Zhou Wentian, and he inserted his blood-stained hand into the chest cavity, shaking his own heart to pieces.
But that's just the beginning.
For a character like him who has reached the end of the sixth level, the form of life is far beyond ordinary people's cognition, and a broken heart is only a minor injury, and it can be fully recovered after a few days of recuperation.
Bright red blood like mercury spewed out and dripped to the sea level, emitting bursts of white smoke.
Immediately afterwards, Zhou Wentian's internal organs and bones were crushed by force.
The bones, which were harder than special alloys, lasted for a full ten seconds under the strength of the palm before they finally turned into ashes.
Having lost his internal organs, he was already a dead person in the conventional sense, but his powerful mental power still maintained Zhou Wentian's life, making him stand like a walking corpse.
Boneless and clean meat is probably his best description now, just like the boneless chicken sold in the supermarket.
Then, a nameless fire burst out from his body, burning a strange fragrance.
"Sacrifice your flesh and bones as sacrifices!"
After leaving the last sound, there is no trace of his existence on this planet.
…
What he got from the spiritual wave was a very evil Shinto technique.
Imagine yourself as a god, visualize your own demeanor, and finally sacrifice everything about yourself, put yourself to death and rebirth, believe in yourself and then become a god.
This is what a martial artist in the Federation came up with when he wanted to switch to Shinto.
Theoretically speaking, this would be a transformation of the same level. A sixth-level martial artist can directly transfer to a sixth-level god.
Of course, the death rate in this process is very high. Even the person who created this technique at the beginning was too scared to try it, and just sold it to Bai Zhidadi cheaply.
After all, destroying one's own body bit by bit in a specific order, this kind of thing is still too anti-human, challenging the upper limit of endurance.
Only a guy like Zhou Wentian who is about to die will have the courage to give it a try, and treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.
…
half an hour.
calm.
Everything that was disturbed began to calm down slowly.
Zhou Wentian who disappeared, the last trace left in this world was also gradually obliterated.
"A six-star reincarnator died?" Wu Ming, who was struggling to hold on at the core of the main temple, glanced at the news notification of Zhou Wentian's death, and immediately forgot about it.
Bai Mo, who is trying to seize the control of Shuilanxing, is the confidant and enemy. If the cannon fodder dies, he will die. Anyway, with the resources of the main temple, it will not take long to raise a batch of new leeks.
"It's a pity, it's still close."
Bai Mo also stared at Zhou Wentian who was about to die.
He lost his body and sacrificed everything, but he failed to take a step of successful transformation. At this time, he was only a few minutes away from death.
"That's good, I'm finally free."
Even though he has lost his eyes, a certain remaining habit still makes the checkmate named "Zhou Wentian" have the urge to close his eyes and fall asleep completely.
His heart is tired.
It's just that someone doesn't want him dead yet.
An aura vortex begins to form where he last disappeared.
A large amount of "innate spiritual energy" was swallowed by this dark vortex.
…
"I'm not dead yet?" Zhou Wentian closed his eyes and waited for death. After waiting for a long time, he didn't get the feeling of real death. Instead, he felt that his body was getting heavier and more real.
He "opened his eyes" and found that his body had begun to reshape like going back in time.
The endless aura is rebuilding every cell of the body.
Or it is not appropriate to describe it as a cell, it is a new divine body.
The position of the heart was replaced by a crystal clear octahedron.
"Is this the god?"
The gods described in the "God's Perishing Sutra" that he got are in the current form, except that they are missing the most important tortoise shell - the Kingdom of God.
A demigod without a kingdom of gods.
"Are you a god too?" He could feel that, somewhere in the dark, there was a broad consciousness watching him, and he used honorifics unconsciously.
It was this awareness that had just reshaped him from death.
"Yes." There was only one word for the answer.
"Am I in your divine kingdom?"
"I don't need the Kingdom of God."
"There are no gods in the kingdom of God?" According to the information obtained by Zhou Wentian, the most capable thing about gods is their kingdom of God.
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The Kingdom of God provides them with the strongest protection and the greatest bonus, and the body of the gods rarely leaves the Kingdom of God.
Without the gods of the Kingdom of God, the combat power is definitely at the bottom of the same level.
But the unfathomable existence in front of him is obviously not something that can be described as the lowest in combat power.
"This is your reincarnation world..."
This is the last sentence Zhou Wentian left in his memory.
He saw a boundless hand crushing himself like a mountain.
…
"He still wants to introduce a third party?!" Wu Ming noticed Bai Mo's tricks in the "world", and he actually chose to support a third party, a reincarnated person who survived the tribulation on the water blue star.
Once the tribulation is successfully crossed, Zhou Wentian will obtain the status of "indigenous" in this world. If he is on Bai Mo's side, the advantage of snatching this world will be further magnified.
As for Xu Xuanling at the side, because he has no native status, even if he is at the seventh level, he can't provide much help.
"If you play tricks, don't blame me for being shameless!" Wu Ming comforted himself.
"Inject everything from the three worlds of A5, A6, and A7 into the water blue star world."
After the order was issued, strange smoke of red, green, and yellow colors began to emerge outside the main god's large light sphere, and soon touched the giant palm of light wrapped in white ink that encased Shui Lanxing.
The three-color smoke and the giant palm quickly got mixed up.
"Three transmission channels?" Bai Mo felt strong spatial fluctuations in the particles in the smoke, "What does he want to transmit from these three worlds?"
"substance?"
"energy?"
"There is still a soul?!"
These worlds that have been completely infested by the main god are now like a juicer, squeezing everything in them towards the water blue star world.
Whether it's the dead things in it or the living things in it.
Anyway, in the world completely infested by the main god, all the people in it are "immortal", as long as a thought is squeezed into juice, they can be restored.
Everything in the four worlds began to be turned upside down...