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

Because of the passing of the ancestors of China's national destiny, the very foundation of its existence...seems to be being uprooted!?

"Is it a transfer?" Little Xinhua murmured, and raised his little hand. The majestic power of the world's rules instantly pressed down, trying to crush the violent black lightning and prevent it from annihilating this Yunding Fairy Palace.

"No!" He shook his head violently, a flash of incredible understanding in his eyes, and looked at Shen Jiaan, "It's 'replacement'!"

"Chinese Gods! One or more supreme beings are forcibly 'summoning' or 'replacing' this core of power anchored here back to their divine realm!"

"Oh shit! Are you serious?!" Shen Jia'an's head buzzed again at the shock of Xiao Tiandao's bold judgment.

According to the plot, Pangu Lao and Hongjun Daozu's Cyber ​​Heaven plan hasn't even been fully implemented yet, so how could someone just skip ahead and start?! This is illogical!

But now, there is no time for them to think more!

If they didn't run, they would all be buried with this dying immortal world! Either they would be devoured by the rifts and turned into cosmic dust, or they would be forcibly "displaced" and thrown to some Chinese god to "rebirth and nirvana"!

Shen Jiaan suddenly raised his head and glanced at the four "unconscious" allies:

Freddy? He was still engaged in a futile "peace negotiation" with his precious golden pig, completely unaware that his home was about to be destroyed.

Apollo? His harp had nearly been swallowed by the cracks just now, but now he completely let loose, discarding his harp and bursting into song! The piercing tune, combined with the human flashlight effect, increased its destructive power exponentially!

Itzamna? The speed of "Sleepwalking Programming" increased rapidly. Ten fingers drew countless bright law-based traces in the void, like an overclocked and overloaded creation computer!

And Yehvi... it seemed as if the old man had finally forcefully rebooted from his "downtime"! He held a thick, golden, automatically unfolding divine tome in his hands, his lips moving slightly as if he were performing some kind of post-reboot self-examination... or perhaps a prayer?

"Here!" Little Xinhua jumped up and down, his figure almost faster than the lightning. In just a few breaths, he shuttled through the Three Realms, Five Elements, and Six Paths and returned, shouting to Shen Jia'an: "The laws of the main world are stable! It's just that the cloud of the fairyland is collapsing! It has lost its fixed anchor point in the universe and is about to 'float' away!"

"Fuck you!" Shen Jia'an felt his vision go dark when he heard this. He yelled with all his might, "Wake up! The sky is falling! The ground is sinking! Our house is going to explode!!!"

respond?

Zero! Apparently it's useless—

Apollo even regarded his hoarse howl as the climax of the new movement. He picked up the harp that almost fell into the crack. The singing became louder (and more unpleasant), and the golden light around him flashed wildly, as if he was holding some doomsday carnival laser show!

The harsh noise and light pollution made Shen Jiaan and Xiao Xinhua cover their buzzing heads at the same time.

"There's no time! Activate your Chinese godhead! Use the national destiny you carry as a catalyst!" Little Xinhua made a quick decision, his eyes gleaming with determination. He glanced at the other interfaces that were still operating relatively smoothly, "I will stabilize the core rules of the Xinhua Realm! You, now! Immediately! Take us—and run!!!"

"..." Shen Jia'an looked at Xiao Xinhua and the four "ancestors" without asking why. He just said, "Alright! You're so cruel! I'm going to fight you!"

They both thought: I can’t carry it, I really can’t carry it! My blood pressure is so high!

At this critical moment of life and death, no one cares about the difference between the gods or whether they are offended or not.

"boom--"

With a sudden exertion of strength, Suzaku Lihuo burst into flames, which quickly flowed out from his limbs, activating his divinity. The Chinese divinity belonging to Lingbao Tianzun was activated at this moment, and a powerful force of national destiny erupted!

He pounced forward and threw Itzamna, who was still "programming", into the air as if he was carrying a sack. At the same time, the power of national destiny condensed into the cushion of Lingbao Tianzun and caught him steadily.

Unexpectedly, this God of Creation was so light and airy, he didn't have the weight of a god, but the fragments of laws he kept chanting in his mouth almost condensed into substance, hitting Shen Jiaan's head and making it buzz.

Then he rushed to Frey's side, grabbed his arm with one hand, and slapped the golden pig's butt hard with the other hand.

"Snapped--"

"Hmph!!" The golden pig howled miserably, its four hooves erupting with astonishing force as it lunged forward, dragging its owner, Frey, who was absorbed in the "peace talks," so hard that he staggered and nearly fell.

Shen Jia'an took advantage of the situation and used the power of national destiny to condense another cushion, which firmly wrapped up Frey and his struggling golden pig and sent them into the air.

At this moment, the clouds under his feet, which had already reached the limit, suddenly made a "crashing" sound, and most of them turned into thin mist, and began to rain "thinly".

"..." There was a loud "boom" from Xiao Xinhua's side——

The black lightning he had been trying so hard to suppress suddenly exploded! The shockwave blew his carefully braided hair into a sky-high afro! He was so angry that his voice trembled: "I surrender! Shen! Jia! An! Forget all the etiquette! Just make sure your true spirit doesn't dissipate! Quick!"

Before he finished speaking, little Xinhua's whole body suddenly glowed with light, and the small doll figure instantly stretched out and transformed into an illusory girl with a vague figure but exuding an ancient aura.

He didn't even have time to bother with his hair. His eyes swept across the boiling fire on Shen Jia'an's body like lightning. He snatched a handful of flame and threw it into the madly falling rain of faith dust below (just as a stabilizer), and then disappeared on the spot.

He must immediately reinforce the core laws of the Three Realms, Five Elements, and Six Paths of the entire Xinhua Realm! Otherwise, if he follows Shen Jiaan to save his life, it won't just be his hair that gets shattered in the turbulence of time and space!

Without Xiao Xinhua's partial power to suppress it, the "rain" composed of collapsing faith and chaotic national destiny fell even harder.

Shen Jiaan received the signal, jumped up, and kicked the side of Apollo's harp. With a "clang", the noise stopped abruptly, but Apollo also jumped up in a daze and subconsciously tried to grab his flying harp.

Another futon caught him and wrapped him in a safe space.

Now, there is only the last and most important "VIP" left - the supreme being sitting in the central cloud, God Yahweh!

Shen Jia'an looked at the old man who was still praying with the divine scripture in a hollow voice, took a deep breath, and with a tragic realization of "I'm going all out today, you can kill me or cut me up as you please", he stretched out his hand with the Vermillion Bird Fire and grabbed the corner of the spotless white holy robe!

Just when my fingertips were about to touch the cold robe—

Those empty eyes seemed to move very slightly and swept over Shen Jiaan.