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

When Su Mohui returned to the small world with the help of the Netherworld, Qi Mo's consciousness had already followed the faint light of the laurel anchor point and fell into the eternal shadow on the back of the moon.

Deep in the crater, the upside-down bronze altar circulates ancient runes in silence, like amber of time and space solidified in ancient times.

The moment he set foot on the altar, the power of the hexagrams, accumulated over eons, roared to life. The patterns of the Eight Trigrams coiled around him like living creatures, resonating with the Yin-Yang fish pattern flowing in his palm, evoking the trembling of the dawn of heaven and earth.

The gray mist-filled particle of light suddenly broke free, twisting in mid-air into a stone gate covered in scarlet eyeballs, each pupil reflecting the whispers of the chaotic abyss.

That was Yog-Sothoth tearing open the rift in reality!

"You've come just in time." Qi Mo's fingertips brushed the edge of the altar, and the shadow of the Fuxi Qin appeared.

As the strings vibrated, the thousand-year-old prayers of the Chinese land turned into golden flames. When the first note fell, the eyeballs on the surface of the stone gate exploded at the same time, and blood and tears washed out the surging chaotic sea behind it like a waterfall.

Amidst the waves, a giant tower covered in slime slowly rose up. Dagon, the Father God of the Deep, who was sitting on the top of the tower, let out a shrill scream the moment he caught a glimpse of the altar hexagram!

He saw that Qi Mo's body was surrounded not only by the spark of national destiny passed down by Taihao for thousands of years, but also by the laws of heaven engraved by Fuxi when he created the hexagrams. Every ray of light was cutting apart the false narrative of the Cthulhu mythology!

"You use chaos to erode the worlds, but it is nothing but the birth of the order of fear." As Qi Mo raised his hand, the Donghuang Bell slowly floated in the center of the altar. The nine divine emblems on the bell body perfectly overlapped with the craters on the dark side of the moon, as if it was a hexagram that was destined when the world was first created.

Dagon's tentacles shattered the void, but the moment they touched the Bagua light wall, they collapsed into a data stream and drifted in the star network woven by the power of faith.

Qi Mo took the opportunity to inject jade-colored light particles into the core of the altar. In just a moment, the entrance to the Laurel Secret Realm appeared in the hexagram.

That was the space-time anchor point carved by Fuxi when he observed the phases of the moon. At this moment, a torrent of faith of the Chinese people is gushing out, dyeing the moon a brilliant jade color.

"Look carefully, this isn't a battle between gods." Qi Mo's voice, mixed with the sound of a zither, transformed into physical runes, imprinted on the surface of the chaotic sea. "This is a battle between civilization and chaos."

As his fingertips flew, the hexagram on the altar suddenly reversed, and the hexagram of "Earth Fire Ming Yi" unfolded in the void: it symbolized that the light was temporarily hidden underground, but was always nurturing the fire of rebirth.

Two seconds later, the shadow of Cthulhu finally emerged from the depths of chaos. Before its existence was fully materialized, its power crumbled inch by inch in the light of faith.

Qi Mo seized the opportunity and sank into the shadow of the Donghuang Bell, awakening the nine gods' godheads sleeping in it - now they were no longer traitors, but the "wedges of order" that had been refined again.

"You betrayed Taihao back then, so now use your divine nature to lay the foundation for a new heavenly way." Qi Mo shouted, and nine divine natures transformed into streams of light and merged into the hexagrams, forcibly carving out a passage to the star track in the chaotic sea.

Dagon's giant tower collapsed, and Cthulhu's shadow gradually became transparent under the power of faith.

Just when victory was in sight, Qi Mo suddenly felt an unusual vibration coming from the altar.

Deep within the Laurel Secret Realm, the remnant of the monument left by the Nameless God glowed. New text appeared on the monument: "When order and chaos resonate, the true breaker is the one who walks the line between the two—"

Before he could finish his words, a terrifying roar echoed from Xu Yuan. Qi Mo turned around suddenly and saw the Epoch Beast's giant claws tearing through time and space, its palm tightly grasping the system core that Su Mohui had lost and that could awaken the main bureau.

Qi Mo's pupils suddenly shrank as he finally saw the full extent of this conspiracy! Cthulhu forces colluded with the power of resentment, attempting to sever the ties between the various realms and the Chinese faith.

"It turns out that your goal has never been to devour the Nine Heavens." Qi Mo's pupils shrank suddenly, and he finally understood the true purpose of the god Cthulhu -

The forces of Cthulhu collude with the power of resentment in an attempt to sever the ties between the various realms and the Chinese faith.

He raised his hand to recall the Donghuang Bell, but saw that unprecedented patterns suddenly appeared on the surface of the Donghuang Bell. It was the two words "Qi Mo" and the Tai Chi star map interwoven into a new divine pattern.

When the tenth bell rang and shook the universe, the power of faith in the Laurel Secret Realm turned into a golden Great Wall, stretching between the Epoch Beast and the Abyss Rift.

Qi Mo stored the gray light particles into the space pendant. At the same time, the shadow of the Fuxi Qin in his hand burst out with its final sound: "Now, it's time to let these chaotic creatures know what it means to be the heart of heaven and earth!"

When the sound of the piano and the bell resonated, all the craters on the dark side of the moon lit up, forming a huge "human" hexagram.

The attacks of Cthulhu and Epochmon vanished the moment they made contact with the hexagram, sinking back into the lunar ground. Qi Mo, standing at the apex of the hexagram, resembled the silhouette of Fuxi when he created the hexagram atop Mount Kunlun.

At the last moment when the Xuyuan Rift was gradually closing, Qi Mo saw... in the light of cosmic consciousness, there flashed a picture of the nameless god and Emperor Zhuanxu playing chess.

On the chessboard, the chess piece representing him is landing on the "Tong Ren" hexagram - this symbolizes that mankind will eventually unite to fight against all unknown chaos.

When everything returned to calm, Qi Mo stroked the broken stele on the altar and finally understood why the nameless god had chosen him to become "Qi Mo." Not Taihao, not Fuxi, but a new being carrying the spark of a mortal and the power of a god.

"Next stop, into the tribulation." He looked at the two-colored divine flames gradually merging in his palm, a slight smile on his lips. "This time, I will win a true future for mankind, along with the chessboard."

Moon dust rose behind him, only to coalesce into a star map beneath the radiance of Fuxi's hexagrams. An era for humanity quietly began with this chess player, navigating the realm between the divine and the mortal.

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As the nine divine beast messengers were condensed into the "Wedge of Order", the Taihao divine power divided among them swept across the Red Flame Land in an instant.

At this moment, Qi Mo's eyes were tightly closed, and the divine patterns around him flickered violently, as if countless stars were exploding beneath his skin. Like a wanderer who had found his way home, the once-lost Taihao divine power surged towards his godhead, breaking through numerous obstacles.

The bronze "Taihao" mark and the silver-white "Tai Chi Star Map" collided wildly between his eyebrows, and the burst of light illuminated the entire Red Flame Land. In the constant confrontation, the two completely different forces gradually merged into a new "Mo" divine pattern.

And at the edge of this new divine pattern, a mysterious yin-yang fish glow is flowing.

Although the Fuxi Qin and the Donghuang Bell were in Su Mohui's system backpack, the shadows of their spirits felt the pull of this powerful force and suddenly appeared in the land of red flames, emitting a deafening resonance.

The sound of the bells and the music of the piano intertwined together, raising a twelve-level divine wind in the land of red flames.

Wherever this divine wind passed, the remaining chaotic residues in the void were instantly shattered, turning into powder and dissipating between heaven and earth.

The voice of the cosmic consciousness instantly appeared in Qi Mo's sea of ​​consciousness, conveying a warning: