Infinite Survival: The winner takes all!

After ten days of fierce fighting, the world finally collapsed.

When the last trace of ink and wash law disappeared in Li Ming's palm, the "Ink and Wash Basin" plane became like a shattered glass cup, with thousands of water fragments reflecting a sad and beautiful light in the void.

Li Ming returned on the collapsing space turbulence and brought back an L10 level pure water element crystal core.

There was no dialogue throughout the battle.

The soul of Neptulon, Lord of Water Element, has long been lost in the long river of time, and all that remains are monsters wearing the name of the old god.

The last two pieces of the puzzle are within reach.

Li Ming did not choose to rest. As the transmission program started, the coordinates of "Thundering Abyss" had already lit up.

This world has long been swallowed by thunder, turning into a never-ending sea of ​​lightning.

The sky was torn apart by violent lightning, the earth trembled in the roar, countless thunder elemental monsters wandered in the electric light, and the whole world became their hunting ground.

And at the core of the plane, the Lord of Lightning Element, Sandron, has had his form completely distorted.

Its body no longer follows the contours of mortal objects, but instead turns into a constantly expanding and collapsing "chaotic thunderstorm."

Countless lightning bolts intertwined and exploded within its body, occasionally condensing into blurry giant claws or hideous faces, but were torn apart and reassembled by new energy in the next second.

Any living creature that dares to approach will be instantly evaporated by this pure destructive force, leaving no ashes behind.

If we can't communicate, we can only fight...

Three months later.

The "Thundering Abyss" plane completely collapsed with a roar that shook the void, and the violent thunder elements retreated like a tide, revealing a fragmented space crack.

Li Ming stepped out of the remaining thunderstorm and collected a L10 level pure thunder element crystal core, which was the final proof of Sandron's existence.

This long and arduous battle was not accidental.

The attack of the Lord of Thunder Element was even more crazy than that of the Lord of Fire Element, and this almost destructive feeling of oppression was exactly what Li Ming needed.

For three months, he tempered himself like forging fine steel, taming the restless order energy in his body bit by bit, and finally blending it perfectly with the mixed energy.

At this point, there was only one name left flashing on the central list of the transmission center, "Hurricane Peak".

When Li Ming stepped onto the throne of the God of Wind high in the sky, the scene before him was unexpected.

Wind Element Lord Wendrel was lazily leaning on the huge throne made of flowing hurricanes.

Its body is composed of pure blue air currents, which sometimes condense into a human shape and sometimes disperse into thousands of breezes.

In stark contrast to the violent attitudes of the previous elemental lords, this ruler looked... unusually sober.

It even nodded to Li Ming who came alone, and the air currents swirling around the throne made an ethereal echo.

"Another human warrior has come to my realm on the wind of the sky. Is this the end bell of the era, or the prelude to eternal sleep?"

"I don't know either, but let's do our best in everything." Li Ming said softly, and the energy flowing through his fingertips condensed in the air and turned into a translucent crystal chair.

He sat down calmly, with the back of his chair facing the throne, and remained motionless in the howling gale.

Wendrell's air body suddenly froze for a moment. This answer was obviously beyond its expectations.

The whirlwind that formed the face gradually subsided, revealing two "lines of sight" composed of pure wind pressure, which swept across every inch of Li Ming's outline like a physical entity.

"Over the long years..." The Wind Lord's voice suddenly became low, "I have witnessed too many human warriors set foot here."

"From the initial trembling fear, to the later expectation, and finally to the numbness."

"But at this moment, I seem to hear the death knell of doomsday. This time, perhaps it really is the eternal end."

Li Ming slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and stared at the Lord of the Wind Element in front of him. "This time, no matter success or failure, there will not be another reincarnation."

“Really?” Wendrell stared down at his gradually transparent palms, his tone mixed with indescribable complex emotions, “It turns out that my old friends couldn’t hold on first, no wonder…”

"Even gods, through repeated deaths, will lose certain important things, such as hope, and... fear."

Li Ming was silent.

He understood it too well. From an ordinary mortal, he climbed step by step to the throne of the God of Creation. Every leap in the level of life was like peeling off an old shell.

It's not that he became indifferent, but...

Just as humans will not stop to look at an ant that they stepped on to death, how can gods be moved by the disappearance of mortals?

The masters of the seven elements continue to awaken in the endless cycle of death.

With every rebirth, the soul endures unimaginable wear and tear and loss, and the bone-eating pain is like a thousand ants gnawing at the heart, which cannot be described in words.

If this continues, it is inevitable that some elemental lords will fall into the quagmire of madness under endless torture.

Three days later, Li Ming left the "Hurricane Peak" with the last L10-level elemental crystal core.

Instead of fighting, Wendrell sacrificed himself.

With the death of Wendrell, the seven semi-elemental planes that had been fixed for a long time in the transmission center plane list all disappeared.

This abnormal phenomenon caused a huge storm among countless teams.

Although they had no idea what exactly happened behind the scenes, they all had a strong premonition in their hearts.

This cruel and ruthless "survival game" that once made people feel that there was no end in sight may be about to play the melody of the final chapter.

Next, the development of the situation seemed to be guided by an invisible big hand, completely confirming everyone's speculation.

The system fell into an inaccessible state without any warning, and the players who were still fighting hard and struggling to survive in the game world were forcibly teleported back to their respective main worlds.

At the same time, all the abilities of players who have not yet awakened their original attribute powers will be ineffective.

Faced with this situation, some people cried for joy, tears welled up in their eyes and flowed freely down their cheeks, fully venting their inner ecstasy.

Some people looked numb and had empty eyes, as if their souls had long been exhausted by this long ordeal and they had lost all perception of everything.

Some people were unwilling, they clenched their teeth, clenched their fists, and their eyes were burning with flames of anger and regret.

There are also people who have their mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a faint smile...

Time flies like a white horse passing by, and twenty years have passed in a flash.

In the vast multiverse, countless conventional worlds existing in different time and space seem to have returned to their normal operating state.

Players who "retired" from the brutal survival game, although their superpowers have dissipated, their once enhanced physical condition is still retained.

Today, they have completely bid farewell to the thrills and fights of the past, and are free and easy in the world, enjoying a worry-free and comfortable life.