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Chapter 1368 Chapter 11 · "The world burned into my color ()."

The Inorganic God knew very well that His way of "eating" was different from that of Boss Rabbit.

Boss Rabbit simply swallowed Su 2, just like the little greedy cat satisfying his craving. But when the Inorganic God swallowed Su 1, it was a true devouring. His essence is the adhesive of cosmic garbage, and his authority is "devouring". Everything swallowed by Him will become nutrition for His body.

Therefore, the Inorganic God was aiming to devour Su Mingan's power.

Now, time has not gone back, which proves that He is not wrong and shows that Su Mingan’s authority has been swallowed up by Him.

He went to great lengths to smuggle himself into Rovasha, of course, in order to accomplish this once and for all.

Although the Inorganic God did not reveal anything, Boss Rabbit saw a clue. After a moment, Boss Rabbit suddenly realized what the Inorganic God had done, and immediately, his red eyes narrowed:

"……Spit it out."

"What?" The Inorganic God acted as if nothing had happened.

"I told you to spit out Su Ming'an!"

Boss Rabbit's eyes turned scary: "I just realized that you wanted to take him for yourself? You can't wait until the bet is settled? Spit it out!!"

It originally thought that the Inorganic God was just talking nonsense, but the Inorganic God actually wanted to disobey the bet.

The Inorganic God stopped pretending: "It's too late."

As early as the moment when all three Su Ming'ans died and the rollback was not triggered, everything was over. The power would fall into the hands of the last Su Ming'an, and He swallowed up the last Su Ming'an.

Regardless of whether Su Mingan truly holds power, everything about him is completely over.

There was no chance that he would appear again.

A soft sound.

The figure of Boss Rabbit disappeared in an instant, and the next moment, a mass of white descended on the Inorganic God. The Inorganic God's iron body began to disintegrate and soon turned into a pool of molten iron.

But soon, the molten iron reunited and restored the shape of the Inorganic God.

"It's useless." The Inorganic God said, "I can't spit out what I swallowed."

Even if Boss Rabbit attacked Him, it was not His true body after all. As long as the core energy in the Inorganic God was still there, His body would not die. And Boss Rabbit's attack was not enough to break His core energy.

Boss Rabbit returned to his original position, his eyes became extremely cold:
"...You swallowed up the number one player who was loved by someone, so you should prepare to face the reckoning."

The Inorganic God didn't care at all and walked towards the center of the World Tree.

Countless branches and leaves tried to block his way, but he swept them away. He bent down and dug out a glowing seed from the root of the tree.

——This is the core of Rovasha: the seed of the world tree.

There are many sources of the world in Luowasha, but the most authentic source of the world in Luowasha is the seed of this world tree.

However, there is only half a seed here.

The other half of the seed is in Su Mingan's heart.

In the early days of the First Era, the World Tree split its seeds into two halves. One half of the seeds was given to the migrating humans, and was tampered with by the human traitor Kasadia, making the evolution of Rovasha tend to be fantastic and dangerous. Later, this half of the seed somehow drifted to the Old World, was exchanged by Su Mingan, and entered Su Mingan's heart.

……

[Su Mingan stared at the exchange shop for a while. Suddenly, he saw a big prize:]

[World Tree Seed (Purple Level): "A melancholy voice sang to me at night: ——'I love you.'"]

【Type: Special heart equipment. 】

[Effect: Change your innate characteristics, making you have the characteristics of vitality affinity. You will be more likely to be favored by innate creatures and the world. ]

[Note: Those who are favored must bear great responsibilities, so be careful.]

【…】

[This item is priced at 30000 contribution points. Su Mingan has never seen equipment in the heart area, maybe it has some subtle effects.]

[He exchanged for this "World Tree Seed" and after equipping it, a stream of bright blue light flowed into his chest, and it seemed as if something had changed.]

……

As for the other half of the seed, the World Tree kept it and buried it under the central roots.

Now, the Inorganic God robbed the World Tree and got this half seed.

In addition, He has already swallowed Su Ming'an, which means that He already holds the complete seed.

He looked at it with satisfaction and was about to throw the seed into his mouth. He just wanted to get nutrients, so if Luowasha was destroyed, it would be destroyed. What did it have to do with him?

"stop."

The next moment, a white wrist tightly grasped his body.

A pink-haired girl suddenly appeared in the lush branches and leaves. She was wearing a plain dress, her face shrouded in a layer of morning mist, and her fingers were firmly grasping His body.

The Inorganic God knew this girl - she was the [Watcher] of Rovatha, named Ijulaire.

[Watcher] means the guardian of a civilization. They are often beings that transcend humans but have not yet reached a higher dimension. Most of them are unable to leave their hometown due to some kind of restriction, so they stay to watch over their hometown.

They can use the power of heaven and earth of their entire hometown to resist foreign enemies, so they should not be underestimated, like the local "local tyrants".

——Trading freedom for strength and living forever alone in their homeland, this is the price they have to pay.

"You can't stop me." However, the Inorganic God was not afraid of her. At this time, the red sun was coming, the world was at its weakest state, and Ijurel was also very weak.

The Inorganic God was shocked, and Ijurel was forced to let go of his hand and take a few steps back.

The Inorganic God pinched the World Tree Seed and threw it into his mouth.

Crunchy.

He did not expect that this time he would be so successful. After he devoured the seed and gained the nutrition of Luowasha, I am afraid that even the Boss Rabbit would not be able to control him.

His future as the Lord of the Higher Dimension is just around the corner!
He really had to thank Su Ming'an for consuming a lot of energy from the World Tree, otherwise He wouldn't have been able to walk into the World Tree so smoothly. At the same time, He also had to thank the Lord of the End of All Things, who had worked hard to consume Luowasha for tens of thousands of years, and finally He reaped the benefits.

He truly had the best of time, place, and people.

When He swallowed the seed of the World Tree, the next moment, the blue moon in the sky vibrated violently.

Having lost the source of her native world, Rovasha began to disintegrate.

Under the extinguished blue moon, the Cangshan Mountain was stained with endless twilight. On the mountaintop, a crimson strange bird was circling and dancing, its wings burning like flames, cutting through the sky.

The stars shattered and the earth tore apart.

Broken starlight filled the air, and the world shattered like a mirror.

The web of words in the sky was erased bit by bit.

At the end of the world, a bright purple meteor fell.

——That is the fallen third-level god, Lord of the Abyss, Restori, who is ranked 27th in the sequence.

The source of the world was devoured, and the first to die were the weakest third-level gods, whose lives were rooted in Rovasha. Rovasha's foundation was destroyed, and they could not survive.

"Shh-!"

Then came the second emerald green meteor.

Ranked 26th in the sequence, the plague demon Alexia.

He has emerald horns on his forehead and wings on his back, his wings are like bat wings, his upper body is covered with emerald spider webs, and his lower body is curled like a python. He controls the plague and disease of Ravasa, preventing life from living in a disease-free and disaster-free happiness, spreading smallpox, the Black Death and cholera, and is feared and hated by people.

"Shh-!"

Another meteor fell.

The 25th ranked ocean angel Nagasha has died, followed by the 24th ranked disaster demon Pero.

He is the ancestor of the demons and half-demons, in charge of the Arthas Hell and the Ancient Blood Hell. He once protected Su Mingan for a period of time in the final stage of the first level of the Disciple Game.

The tall demon stared in the direction of the World Tree, seemingly puzzled as to why it ended like this. He opened his mouth to say something, but Nirvana arrived first and wiped him out.

The magma of hell was roaring bright red, and hundreds of thousands of volcanoes in the hell plane were erupting at the same time, and violent volcanic ash filled the world.

The surging rivers were beating against the water, and the sea water was like a startled beast, roaring and rushing in all directions.

“Swish—swish—swish—swish!”

One after another, they fell. They were once high above the heavens, but now they are no different from ants.

Light pink, red, dark purple, golden yellow...

Sequence number 23, Lola, the angel of luck. Sequence number 22, Raph, the angel of love. Sequence number 21, Evelyn, the devil of trickery. Sequence number 20, Candice, the angel of harvest...

The gods fell in silence, turning into a meteor shower that burned up in the darkness. Each falling star interweaved an endless web of words, telling a long and ancient legend of four eras.

It was as if the heart of the world suddenly stopped beating, and the life between heaven and earth disappeared.

Ijurel raised his head and silently watched the scene of the fall of the gods. His pink hair fluttered in the wind and his white dress floated towards the sky.

Thousands of rays of light fell toward the earth.

She witnessed the decline and fall of everything.

The 19th place in the sequence is Rodney, the angel of earth. The 18th place in the sequence is Plans, the angel of dawn. The 17th place in the sequence is Daya, the angel of wisdom. The 16th place in the sequence is Kenini, the angel of war...

Moonlight Forest, Temple Mountain, Interstellar Corridor, Sea of ​​Eternal Life, Tower of Babel, Greek Island, Supreme Tower, Nalan Court, All Living Things United, Mechanical Group, Cloud Wreckage, Preservation Forest...

Everything dissolves.

Afterwards, the sky was like a broken mirror, and tens of thousands of "Dramatic Memory Lenses" fell off - this is the foundation of Rovasha's civilization and the bricks and stones that build the entire world.

Each "Drama Memory Lens" has a key point in history written on it, such as [The War of Independence Begins: The War between the Angel of Wisdom and the God of Inspiration], [The Day of God's Fall: The Gods Separated the God of Intelligent Machinery into the God of the Internet and the God of Steam], [The Battle of Eden Begins: The War between the Goddess of Life and the God of Annihilation]...

One piece, one piece, and another piece.

It is precisely because they are arranged in a fixed sequence with a clear order of beginning and end that we have the unmistakable Rovatha, just like a book with a fixed number of pages, in which the first and the last plots are clear and complete.

Now, all these memory lenses have fallen off, like rolls of film that have lost their original order.

In addition to tens of thousands of clearly visible drama memory lenses, there are hundreds of billions of tiny drama memory lenses, falling to the ground like powder - these are the drama memory lenses belonging to each individual of Luowasha, and they are the stories of everyone. They are the stories of ordinary people who have not been observed and have not appeared in front of the protagonist.

Just like children fantasizing about becoming magical girls in class, office workers fantasizing about getting promoted and getting a pay raise in front of their computers... They are extremely eager to integrate their life stories into the overall story of Luowasha and become a small stroke in the long history book. Even if it is just a stroke, they do not expect to run through the entire story like Si Que.

However, the narrative anchor only falls on the protagonist. Only the actions of Su Mingan and Si Que occupy the largest space, and the rest are inconspicuous "people" and "they".

Today, the mountains are endless, strange birds are flying, the gods have fallen, and the stars are shattered.

All the lenses of drama memories fell off, [The Day God Fell] and [A 9-year-old girl longed to become a magical girl] were piled together, [The Battle of Eden Begins] and [A 34-year-old office worker longed for a promotion and a pay raise] were piled together, [The -year Annihilation War of the Interstellar Corridor] and [Yamada-cho Ichi wants to eat braised pork trotters tomorrow] were piled together.

There is no distinction between big and small, light and heavy, high and low.

The world has completely fallen into the most terrifying chaos.

At this moment, a figure with long purple hair appeared between heaven and earth.

Si Que was wearing a black beret like an artist, a long gown, his face was pale, and his body was shaky.

"…Huh?"

He looked at the horrifying scene in front of him, stunned.

He never expected that he had been working hard to write the reset data of Luo Vasa, and just finished it before twelve o'clock. He was just about to go out and catch some fish, waiting for the world to reset peacefully.

When I came out, I found that the world had turned into this horrible thing!

What's going on? Is there something wrong with the way he opened it?

——Where did this inorganic god come from? How did he swallow the seeds of the world tree in one gulp?
In this situation, he had no other options. He couldn't let an ordinary magpie go head-to-head with Gao Wei, right?

"Is it finally going to be destroyed? After 12300 years..." He looked at the scarlet sky, found a place to sit down, and finally put down the feather pen in his hand.

The moment he let go, he suddenly felt relieved.

...How long has it been since he put down his pen? He writes similar words every time he resets his pen.

Sometimes, writing even made him feel painful. Repeating day after day, the initial passion gradually dissipated, leaving only long-term fatigue and boredom. Only when writing some short stories would he regain happiness.