National Fortune Bonus: After the new player awakens at the maximum level, he will kill like crazy

But in an instant, Su Mohui was taken away from the Lingxu Realm by Qi Mo and came to the Xue Realm.

The bloody realm that was once stained by the resentment of the gods has now lost its blood color and returned to its original appearance of red flames. It should be called... the land of red flames.

Qi Mo's fingertips danced lightly, condensing countless fire elves, trying to conceal his whereabouts and confuse Su Mohui's sight, but Su Mohui turned around, as if she had noticed his presence.

"Huh?" He chuckled, his figure blurred. With a wave of his long sleeves, the divine weapon, wrapped in the essence of the sun and the moon, rushed towards Su Mohui like a galaxy. "Does this method of apology still appeal to you?"

At this moment, the Blood Realm could no longer be called the Blood Realm. After all, it was because of the erosion of the gods and resentment that this land of red flames was called the Blood Realm. Now it should be called the Red Flame Land.

Seeing Su Mohui nod, Qi Mo smiled even more. He also moved his fingers and gave Su Mohui a series of props.

As the manager of the Red Flame Land, he can clearly sense Su Mohui's emotional fluctuations and can also capture any movement, including...Su Mohui's system settlement.

When the joy came, he smiled leisurely and said, "It seems that all my hard work and efforts have not been in vain."

Su Mohui was speechless before she uttered a simple and awkward thank you. However... Qi Mo didn't mind her awkwardness. They were friends for life and death, so helping her was also helping himself.

With just a wave of his hand, he sent Su Mohui out of the Red Flame Land. However, the red flames he caused when he waved his hand caught the corner of his dark blue clothes, leaving a stunning afterimage in front of Su Mohui's eyes.

Qi Mo finally felt relieved after watching Su Mohui step into the void rift and head towards the Void Abyss. He sat cross-legged at the core of the Red Flame Land, his gaze piercing through the layers of space, watching the bustling scene in the Spiritual Void Realm.

Only after making sure that everything was in order did he close his eyes and concentrate, gradually restraining the aura around him, like a dormant volcano, accumulating strength for the next eruption.

Well... But in fact, Qi Mo also infiltrated his consciousness into the void, and traveled with Su Mohui between the folds of the universe.

His spiritual consciousness transformed into tens of millions of star rays, passing through the wreckage of various divine systems, and finally, using the "Star Sea Vortex" skill derived from the Dao of the Universe as a pen, he outlined the contours of the Chinese gods in the void.

Every time a deity is lit, ancient runes flow in the void, as if awakening dormant faith.

Later, when Qi Mo's consciousness followed Su Mohui to Xuyuan, he also discovered that time and space were twisted into a strange vortex here.

As the gravity of the Endless Abyss and the Epochal Black Hole tore everything apart, Su Mohui's consciousness was like a candle in the wind, about to be swallowed by the endless chaos. At the critical moment, he saw a familiar warm current breaking through the air.

That is the power of faith from the land of China, carrying the warmth of incense and the prayers of mortals.

Qi Mo's eyes were slightly cold, and with just a slight glance, the power of faith split and reorganized like a living thing, and then, with Su Mohui's own belief, it turned into a brilliant galaxy, illuminating Su Mohui's way forward.

At this moment, a female voice carrying the pressure of the ancient times came, and her low hum shattered the void, like a giant axe splitting the chaos, helping her break the predicament.

His consciousness finally reached the edge of the Endless Abyss following Su Mohui, but it awakened the Gray Mist Heart sleeping there.

The heart formed by the gray fog suddenly woke up, and countless distorted faces on its surface screamed. Qi Mo knew that perhaps his arrival caused the other party to wake up, but at this moment... it pounced straight towards Su Mohui.

Qi Mo secretly thought that something was wrong. When he looked up, he saw the objective entity of cosmic consciousness floating above his head. Its shape was like a flowing nebula, flashing with a transcendent light.

He hurriedly sent a voice message for help, but all he got was a meaningful look. The next moment, the cosmic consciousness, like a god, showed mercy. A ray of starlight descended, lifting Su Mohui's consciousness and briefly breaking through the dimensional barrier.

As Su Mohui communicated with the cosmic consciousness, Qi Mo felt as if he were facing a formidable enemy. He closely watched every movement in the heart of the gray fog, until the existence called "Azathoth" stirred up waves, causing ripples to spread across the golden space.

After thinking for only a second, he calmly took out the concentration stone. At this moment, the black stone engraved with ancient spells was hot in his palm.

Xu Yuan's chaos surged like boiling asphalt. Qi Mo finally replaced the nameless god account and connected to Su Mohui's system. His voice was as steady as a deep pool: "Azathoth really just turned over. There is no need to worry too much."

His consciousness turned into an invisible net, covering this turbulent space and time, and every data fluctuation was within his perception.

Now that he had taken over this game, he had to see it through to the end. Qi Mo's consciousness formed a defensive line within the abyss, secretly waiting for Su Mohui to emerge from the realm of cosmic consciousness. But... he saw the gray mist's heart suddenly contract violently—

The fragment called the "Gate of Dimension" condensed from the chaos, and then a key-shaped ball of light tore through the space, trying to rush straight towards the area of ​​dialogue between Su Mohui and the cosmic consciousness.

Qi Mo's warning exploded in the system, while analyzing Su Mohui's thoughts, "Don't stay here, the God of Ke has already taken action."

When the name "Yog-Sothoth" uttered from the cosmic consciousness, his fingertips had already traced ancient symbols in the void. Those patterns, a fusion of the Dao of the Universe and the hexagrams of Fuxi, now glowed with a bronze light in the darkness.

Qi Mo suddenly opened the highest authority of the system. At this moment, the cosmic consciousness worked together with the power of the system to reorganize Su Mohui's consciousness and body in the data stream.

Qi Mo and the cosmic consciousness transformed into twin streams of light, pushing her into the passage leading to the realm of spiritual emptiness. Before leaving, he glimpsed countless eyes emerging from the surface of the gray fog heart, each reflecting the twisted gods of the Cthulhu mythos.

The moment the void returned to silence, the nebula-like form of cosmic consciousness condensed once more. Qi Mo's body was shrouded in a dual-colored divine flame, his eyes as cold as a blade. "Tell me, the coordinate anchor point of the Chinese Summer Palace."

"The only anchor... you've already given it to Su Mohui." The light of the cosmic consciousness flickered. "You don't think—"

"Then give me the lunar anchor." Qi Mo interrupted his words, and the air pressure around him suddenly dropped.

Nebula shook violently: "You want to go into Cthulhu's territory alone?!"

"The name Taihao is more than just the Eastern Green Emperor." A Yin-Yang fish diagram appeared in Qi Mo's palm, and chaotic energy swirled within it to form hexagrams. "Fuxi created the hexagrams to measure the order of heaven and earth."

The Cosmic Consciousness remained silent for a long moment before two particles of light landed in its palms. One shone with an eerie, gray mist, the other radiated the jade-green rhythm of the Heavenly Dao. "This is the key to the Chaos Core and the Secret Realm of Laurel... Take care."

Qi Mo put the light particles into his sleeves, and the divine patterns around his body burst out with strong light.

As his figure disappeared into the abyss, the ancient altar on the back of the moon suddenly trembled, and the hexagrams carved by Fuxi billions of years ago lit up one by one, confronting the indescribable existence in the Cthulhu mythology from afar.