come to the world

Chapter 561 Two Choices
"Whoever said we want to leave, as long as we capture you, the world of the gods is ours. I can't do anything with you in the world of the gods. Go outside, hehe!"

Faced with the three creator gods who were chasing after them, King Saru was not surprised but delighted.

Although the world of the gods is powerful, there is only one saint-level existence, while the bounty hunter guild has five.

Not counting the president who is retreating, just the four vice presidents, that is, the four saint-level existences.

It's not enough to just eat the slate of fate, of course, it's all in one go, turning the entire world of gods into a bounty hunter guild, and the resource world of its subordinates will be enjoyable.

"Saru, are these the people you begged me to deal with?"

In the vast universe, a huge black hole appeared, and countless sun, moon and stars twisted and struggled in the black hole, forming a huge human face.

God King Saru turned his head slightly, the pages of the Genesis book in his hand fluttered, and said with a smile: "Farafat, didn't you always want the giant spirit bones in my collection? Help me take these people, the giant spirit bones It's yours."

"Bone of the Giant Spirit, okay, it's really great." The black hole laughed loudly, and the whole scene was very inconsistent.

Wu Ming didn't feel that there was anything wrong, because Farafat was not a human being, but an awakened black hole.

According to the internal records of the Bounty Hunters Guild, Farafat practiced devouring the universe before becoming the vice president.

His way of practicing is similar to the Galactus in the Marvel world, and it is magnified countless times, the kind of self-sublimation to the limit.

The way of devouring, the way of gods, the way of blood, the way of self-evolution.

In the headquarters of the Bounty Hunters Guild, every vice president is good at one field.

Seeing Farafat appear, Wu Ming understood that the next battle was not for him to participate in.

But when he was thinking about how to get out, a portal suddenly appeared in the starry sky, which was exactly the same as Doraemon's portal.

"It's the main body who is guiding us, let's go." Seeing the portal appear, Wu Ming immediately lost his hesitation, and walked towards the portal with Her Lady Queen and his younger sister Annie.

Behind him, the God of Justice holding the Sword of Judgment saw that Wu Ming was leaving with the Slate of Fate, and wanted to stop him.

It's a pity that God King Saru and Farafat are not dead, and the prelude to the great battle was kicked off before the God of Justice made a move.

Boom boom boom.
The roar of the battle continued, and the aftermath of the fight made the starry sky tremble.

Wu Ming and the others didn't dare to look back. Fortunately, the portal appeared in front of the three of them, and they got into the portal just within reach.

One step across the portal, and there are two worlds in an instant.

This is an ancient city, and there are strange creatures walking in it, including humans, octopuses, aliens like predators, and monsters like a puddle of mud.

Lucy and Annie looked dazed. Too many things happened today, making it difficult for them to react.

Instinctively, they held Wu Ming's hands tightly, carefully looking at the strange creatures around them, like ordinary people coming to the paradise of gods.

"Where is this place, and who is that King Saru, and who are you?" Lucy thought she knew Wu Ming very well, but until now, she realized that she didn't understand at all.

The God of Creation who appeared halfway, King Saru who sniped the God of Creation, and Wu Ming who kept talking about his own deity.

All of this had too much impact on Her Lady Queen, and she couldn't help being in a trance, and her head was already in a daze.

"Brother." Compared to the restless Lucy, Annie's performance was much better.

The little girl leaned on Wu Ming's body. For her, as long as she was by her brother's side, it was enough, and the rest didn't matter.

"This is a very long story. I'll explain it to you later. Listen to me now." Different from the confusion of the two of Lucy, Wu Ming knew that this was the headquarters of the Bounty Hunters Guild, a branch of the Bounty Hunters Guild. will be stationed.

Before he went to the world of the gods to do the task, the body, as a member of the elder-level guild, had already been assigned a jurisdiction area.

Wu Ming guessed without thinking that this place should be under the jurisdiction of the ontology, just like those elders sitting in one side, guarding the guild's resource secret realm.

"Three distinguished guests, the city lord welcomes you." A monster with four arms and a triangular head quickly appeared beside Wu Ming.

Wu Ming looked at the man in front of him and found that he looked like a mantis, so he asked, "Are you from the Mantis tribe?"

"Yes, the guest has good eyesight." The mantis said modestly, but disapproved in his eyes.

As a member of the demihuman race, the mantis has a mantis-like head, plus four thick arms, and is born to be a master of swordsmanship.

Among the vast demihuman race, their appearance is the most recognizable, and it is not a rare thing to be recognized.

"What is this place, and what is the name of your city lord?" Wu Ming asked softly, following behind the Mantis tribe.

The people of the Mantis tribe looked respectful, turned around and replied: "This is the outskirts of Time Sea, which belongs to the branch of the guild. The city lord who sits here is the distinguished elder Wu Ming."

As soon as such an answer appeared, Wu Ming would smile heartily.

Sure enough, to become an elder in a big force, the real deity must be in trouble.

Look at the ancient city in front of you, at least a thousand miles away, plus it's close to a secret place, it's definitely a good place to grab your head.

When the deity joined the guild, he was able to take over such an important position. It seems that King Saru has contributed a lot in it, and he has not worshiped the wrong dock.

"You're back." Pushing open the door, a man in a black robe was sitting quietly on top of the black lotus. It was Wu Ming's true self.

The avatar went to the continent of the gods, and the deity sat in the sea of ​​time to meditate, as the saying goes, one movement and one stillness.

Looking at the foreigner-looking avatar standing below, Wu Ming said dissatisfiedly, "You have worked hard this trip, do you want me to transform you back?"

The avatar smiled wryly, he was reincarnated as Gate in the world of the gods, of course he looked like a foreigner.

As for changing back, this is unnecessary, because he is not the main body after changing back. Changing his appearance to this way will give him more comfort and treat himself as an independent existence.

"Looking at the expression on your face, I know your choice. That's right, although you are also me, but after all, you are my master and your deputy. You should go out of your own way. This is very good, three corpses Road, you showed me a good start, and the road ahead is clearer for me." Seeing that it was him, and not his avatar, Wu Ming had a strong smile on his face.

From Daluo Jinxian to Zhunsheng, this is a pure accumulation process, and there is no need to comprehend anything.

As long as the mana is enough and the magic weapon is enough, Da Luo Jinxian can embark on the road of killing corpses, and there are not too many difficulties in the process.

Therefore, Wu Ming is also happy to see the avatars embark on the road of independence, and looks forward to them growing up.

After all, the three corpses are related to unity and sanctification. If they are not strong, they are also relatively weak to achieve the holy position.

Just look at those saints in the prehistoric world. Strong people, such as Lao Tzu and Jie Yin, can hang and beat the two saints.

The weak ones, such as Zhunti and Nuwa, although they are also saints, are saints who have been hanged and beaten by other saints. There is still a big gap in them.

Wu Ming doesn't have too much ambition, he doesn't want to be the strongest, as long as he is not the weakest.

These days, it's so tiring to compete for the first place in everything.

He is not one of those protagonists who are bitter and bitter, shouting for 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, all they want is to be at ease, able to live their small lives in peace and security.

"I will open the passage for you. You will be on the earth in the future. You can tell me what resources you need. I look forward to your growth." Wu Ming left the destiny stone, stretched his hand down and opened the passage to the earth. aisle.

The clone nodded slightly, said nothing, and left with Annie and Lucy.

Seeing the disappearing avatar, Wu Minggao sat on the black lotus, thinking about his way of the three corpses.

He doesn't care about who Annie and Lucy are, but only cares about how far the clone can grow, and the system of gods is something he has never touched. If he wants to go further, it depends on the clone himself.

Of course, although Wu Ming has not touched the way of the gods, King Saru is an expert in this field.

Wu Ming now belongs to the camp of God King Saru, and he doesn't worry about his avatar having no upward steps. The only difference is whether he can be lifted up.

"Avatar, you have your own ideas and concerns, so don't let me down, otherwise." Wu Ming raised his hand and drew three characters of good, evil, and self, and whispered: "I can make you appear, and I can also take you back. I can't become stronger, but that's the biggest original sin."

After sending off his clone, Wu Ming sat cross-legged on the black lotus, his body slowly disappeared.

This is the outer edge of the sea of ​​time and space, the further you go inside, the faster time will flow.

1:10000
1: 1000000.

Time is meaningless here, as long as you think about it, ten thousand years at a glance are only a snap of your fingers.

In a blink of an eye, 100 years have passed, and in the ancient city, 100 million years have passed.

And Wu Ming is even more terrifying. His real place of cultivation is the core place of the sea of ​​time, where a year is equivalent to a time flow rate of [-] million years.

Under the huge power of time, Wu Ming was accumulating mana every day to make up for the unfilled gap in mana after he was promoted to Da Luo.

Ten billion years of cultivation and tens of billions of years of mana accumulation are enough to make a newly promoted Daluo Jinxian comparable in mana to the veteran powerhouses.

But on this day, during the long years of penance, a decree suddenly descended in Wu Ming's closed room.

"The president left the customs, the creator god fell, and the world of the gods has been initially occupied by the guild. Now, there are two opportunities in front of you. First, according to the agreement, you will bring the tablet of fate. This world is promoted, and each person gets [-]% of the world control. In this way, you will be blessed by the law in the world of the gods, which is comparable to a saint-level existence.

Second, give up control and hand over the Slate of Fate to the guild.From now on, you will occupy [-]% of the resources produced by the world of the gods until this world is destroyed. "

(End of this chapter)