"Give me your hand!"

Mu Shaoan said a simple sentence, and then stretched out a hand from the cockpit of the mecha. It was normal for this hand to fall into Xiao Wuwang and the turtle, but it was a colorful shackle of fate in the eyes of the orange cat. Even the head that Mu Shaoan struggled to stick out in the eyes of the orange cat was just a faint breath of fate.

So at this time, even the orange cat couldn't help but hesitate.

"Hurry up, it's too late!"

Mu Shaoan urged.

At this time, the orange cat finally stopped hesitating and handed his hand to Mu Shaoan/letting happy to welcome the shackles of fate.

Almost the moment when Mu Shaoan pulled the orange cat, the originally stagnant world suddenly began to collapse wildly. Whether it was the mountains that were spreading across the sky or the army of viruses, or another historical Mu Shaoan who was still screaming in Hammer Brother, they all collapsed.

In the void, a huge net was falling from the sky, and the target was the orange cat.

At this moment, Xiao Wuwang and the Turtle were suppressed by the breath attached to the big net, so that their breathing was stagnant and their thinking was stagnant, as if the entire soul was about to be sucked away.

"Hey, the god of heaven, it's impolite to come and not go. If you attack me once, I'll give you a big gift!"

At this time, Mu Shaoan was very excited. The moment he pulled the orange cat into the cockpit of the mecha, the three mechas all turned into data streams and disappeared into this world, causing the terrifying historical network to fall directly.

Almost the moment Mu Shaoan took away the orange cat in history, an invisible, colorless and silent crack also extended towards the direction of nothingness. At first glance, there was no threat, but in just three or four seconds, the representative world battlefield of Tianlong civilization, "The King and the Sword of Justice", completely collapsed.

Immediately afterwards, other important civilization battlefields of Tianlong civilization also appeared irreparable cracks. The crack continued to extend, and no matter how powerful the space barrier passed, it could not be stopped. But this crack still looks harmless to people.

In the end, the crack finally disappeared after piercing through the fourteen civilization battlefield worlds in one breath, and things seemed to have subsided.

However, in another mysterious space, dozens of Tianlong people wearing strange robes were surrounded in a square tower that was more than ten meters high.

This square tower is surrounded by a circular pool, with smoke inside, which looks nothing at first glance, but if you look closely, you will find that under the clouds, there are countless small balls in the pool, which seems to be only a few dozen meters square meters in square. The volume of these small balls is very magical. Calculated based on the area of ​​the pool, the diameter is at most a few millimeters and at most a few centimeters.

But if you only look at a single small ball, you will feel that it is very huge. If you continue to look at it, you will find that there is no small ball here. It is clearly a huge planet with all kinds of life emerging one after another, endless.

But this is not the point. The point is that there was a crack that was difficult to see on the square tower, and this was also the place that frightened these Tianlong people.

"Oh, I never expected that we would avoid it in every way, even sacrificing our civilization, but in the end it was impossible to avoid this end. It seems that our mission of the tomb guardians will end in this godly battle. It seems that this is really God's will."

A Tianlong man in the lead sighed.

"The will of the dog fart is just a group of immortal demons who are secretly planning, fearing that the world will not be in chaos! They think that releasing the real god of fate can break through the fence of fate, which is simply a joke!"

As the sound rang out, a giant with an extremely tall figure appeared here.

A group of Tianlong people worshipped respectfully and said, "We have seen the God King of Juque."

The person who came was the god Juque. He walked step by step. At first, he was probably hundreds of thousands of meters tall, but after only five steps, he was as tall as many Tianlong people.

At this time, he came to the pool of Fangta, ignored the Tianlong people, but just knelt down respectfully to the Fangta three times before standing up and said, "This time it was my fault. I never expected that the little reign of fate was so cunning that the orange cat, the old reign of fate, released the historical incarnation of the old reign of fate, and indirectly destroyed the confined tomb of the true god of fate. Look at this, at most, after another round of god battle, the true god of fate will come again."

"It's our fault that we have been misunderstood by the good intentions of the God King. It's our gravekeeper who has neglected his duties." The Tianlong people said one after another, all of them looking miserable.

"It's time to come, it's useless to say more!" The god of heaven, Juque waved his hand, and his firm expression was a little helpless. "There are more than 28,000 remnants of fate that emerged in this round, including many law gods, or secondary law gods. Although these remnants of fate will eventually go to the source of fate to die under the power of fate, this must also be worthy of our vigilance. Once the source of fate swallows up enough laws of fate, more and more powerful destiny pieces will be born, such as the long song of the gods, the Nine-Life Orange Cat, and the Crab of the Breaking World."

When these five words were heard, the faces of many Tianlong people were condensed, because this Crab, the Breaking World, is indeed the best among the remnants of this round of fate, and it is very special, so special that they all have to be careful.

After a long silence, the leader Tianlong man asked tentatively: "Divine King, can we win over this person, or interfere with his judgment, or even tell him directly that the final outcome of being a remnant of fate is actually to sacrifice to the true God of fate. All the struggles he has made sense?"

"Impossible! The reason why every remnant of fate can grow into a remnant of fate is that everything he has been going through is arranged by fate. In other words, he has been making the most correct choice. The Crab of the Breaking World is a very alert person. If we talk out of thin air, how could he believe it? What's more, for our historical camp, he is a remnant of fate, but for their destiny camp, are we not historical cults?"

The god Juque sighed that he struggled until today, and it was just a high-level chess piece launched by the historical camp that could be of great use and could not be easily abandoned.

What is the difference between them?

"Some things are already destined that we cannot change this ending because this is the will of the true God of Destiny. Even if it is sealed, all we can do is to hunt down as much as possible and delay this ending. For example, this time our overall plan to jointly destroy the Nine-Life Orange Cat is very good."

"How to deal with the virus camp? After all, from a certain perspective, they are more hateful than the remnants of fate." Tianlongren asked again, and he had to ask. After all, in the official statement, the virus camp was created by the Tianshen Juque.

The god Juque was silent. He was eager for quick success and instant benefits back then. In order to stabilize the foundation and open up the situation, he had to adopt a strategy of drinking poison to quench thirst, but now he is too big to lose.

"I will deal with it myself. This is also the reason why I left the Pantheon this time. I must destroy or severely damage these damn insects before the war of gods begins. During this period, I have entrusted the descendants of the Tree God clan to guard the Pantheon for me, and also asked Cambrian to guard that period of "history". You must also come out to help guard for a while. If there are remnants of fate that break in, kill if you can, and don't worry about not being able to kill. But you must not step into that "history". The power of fate has become very terrible in that period of history."

After saying that, the Tianshen Juque left, and the remaining Tianlong people looked at each other, showing a pessimistic look. It was so difficult for their living creatures to exist in the world. They were as powerful as the Tianshen Juque, but they were just chess pieces to take the blame. After all, normally, it would be a loss of wisdom to attack the virus camp at this time.

"We have done everything we should do, we have sent out the Tianlong code, and we have also severely damaged her. Looking at the crab's recent behavior, we have probably realized the kindness we conveyed. As long as he does not go to the history of the "Purple Eagle War", as the biggest remnant of fate in the stars in the world, it may delay the time when the true god of fate is born." A Tianlong man sighed.

"What if the crab insists on going? We don't have enough time to plan for him like we would deal with the Nine-Life Orange Cat!"

"Then we can only ask for blessings for ourselves. The true God of Destiny is not our wise creature. Once it reappears in the world, the entire starry sky in all worlds will probably return to its clutches again. The fate of each of us must be planned by it. We can only be controlled like a walking corpse."

"It's a pity that the major forces in the starry sky cannot join forces, otherwise"

"Those things are meaningless. After all, you and I know that there are more than one true god of fate who was sealed and buried in the Pantheon. The Pantheon was broken in the last battle, but I don't know how many of them ran out. Although these destructive power is not enough to reach the level, it is enough to make the starry sky in all worlds mess up. Just say that in this virus camp, do you dare to say that there are no ones standing behind it?"

"Ah, after all, it's still the great disaster of our creature race. Although the world is great, there is no safe place."

"You can't be so depressed. Isn't it just a fight? Just fight to the death."

"You are talking about lightness, fighting? Have we ever given up fighting in the stars of all worlds? Isn't the gods fighting each other just fighting? Aren't the ones buried in the pantheon all defeated and killed by us? But so what? They go back and forth, and use their strength and wisdom as bait to lure us into chaos. To this day, can you still see hope? No, what I see is despair."

Another silence.

After a long time, a Tianlong man suddenly shouted anxiously, "No, everyone, I just received the news that the remnant of fate, the Crab of the Breaker of the Realm has gone to that period of 'history', and now he has passed the three levels in succession!"

"What?"

"How could it be so fast?"

"Isn't he still here with us?"

"It's someone who is helping him, no, he has broken through the inheritance of the True God of Destiny and stop him quickly. If he goes to that period of 'history' at this moment, it will be the best tonic for the True God of Destiny!"

"It's too late! It's too late! The starry sky in all worlds deserves to perish!"

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