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

He once used his own eternal and immortal divinity as a guide to ignite the "fire" hidden deep in the Chinese bloodline, awakening the sleeping foreign gods in advance. Of course, almost no one knew the huge price at that time.

At the same time, he also forcibly pushed the power of the "fire" ignited by Su Mohui, allowing the four foreign gods who should have been "drunk" by the excessive national destiny to wake up at the critical moment and guide Shen Jiaan!

Afterwards, when Qi Mo and Chi Yan discovered that the frost symbolizing the "end of winter" was sweeping in ahead of schedule on the desolate planet, in order to grab a glimmer of hope, Xuanyuan Shaoze did not hesitate to overdraw the origin of his divine nature again, and forcibly activated the "causal anchor point" buried deep in the mysterious bronze jade mirror by Su Mohui!

But, accidents happened one after another!

Zhan Qing's exploration of the Abyss of No Return, with his powerful will, inadvertently anchored the coordinates of a desolate planet on the verge of destruction. This was extremely dangerous!

Because deep within the desolate planet lurks the forgotten, remnant will of the K-series gods! It was this unexpected anchor, along with Zhan Qing's powerful spiritual fluctuations, like a beacon in the darkness, that ultimately attracted one of the Three Pillars of Deity, the Key to the Gate that controls the mysteries of time and space!

However, Xuanyuan Shaoze had already foreseen this step. He knew that the Key of the Gate, as the first top-level Old One released by Azathoth, was so powerful that Zhan Qing could not contend with it alone!

Therefore, in his earlier plan, he used himself as bait, planting an absolute "causal knot" between himself and the key to the door -

He calculated that his body would inevitably fall into the gray layer due to overdraft, that is, be trapped in the cracks of time and space.

Therefore, before Azathoth fully awakened, he used the "Word Spirit" rules derived from the origin of his soul to weave a "prophecy" pointing to the future, whispering to "trick" the will of the source of chaos:

"The key to the door...will betray you in the end!"

It is this seed of "betrayal" that was buried deep in advance that perfectly explains: why, when Zhan Qing used her absurd but to-the-point "thought reform" method to completely defeat the Key to the Gate and plunge it into chaos and madness, Azathoth gave up this powerful Pillar God without hesitation and almost indifferently!

The reason He gave up was not because He was unable to do so, but because the "prophecy" seemed to have been fulfilled!

Xuanyuan Shaoze's layout is interconnected and seamless.

He calculated that after Zhan Qing successfully controlled the key to the gate, the three ancestors of national destiny would take Su Mohui on that crucial "one-day trip to the gray layer" to let her personally confirm the existence of the Xuanyuan shell and Zhan Qing's incredible "battle results."

The only thing that exceeded the emperor's precise calculations was the elusive "interest" of Azathoth after he woke up.

He had planned everything, but he had never expected that the awakened Azathoth would have a strange mentality that went beyond pure destruction and almost appreciated "drama". He watched the struggle and performance of these tiny creatures in front of Him with great interest!

It was this incomprehensible "bad taste" originating from the source of chaos that directly led to Azathoth releasing his most dangerous incarnation, Nyarlathotep, causing Su Mohui to suffer almost fatal damage!

At the critical moment! In the depths of the abyss, the most violent turbulence of time and space was about to completely tear the seriously injured and dying Su Mohui into pieces -

A steady and powerful arm penetrated the barriers of dimension and madness, and with the determination to shatter the divine body and reverse cause and effect, it firmly caught her falling body!

The one who caught her was Xuanyuan Shaoze, who had already "jumped out of this world" and was watching all this from a higher dimension!

He used his soul to forcibly break through the boundaries of the "dimension" and paid an unimaginable heavy price. Only then did he snatch Su Mohui back from the clutches of Naya and the devouring torrent of Xu Yuan!

And the place they were standing on at this moment, bathed in boundless rosy clouds and the long cry of the black bird, cleansed by the purple-gold divine thunder and the hymn of "Ode to Heaven", was not the "South Heaven Gate Security Checkpoint" full of cyberpunk style, but -

The Chinese court is real, eternal, and awe-inspiring throughout the heavens and worlds!

The supreme divine court combines the might of Pangu creating the world, the mystery of Hongjun preaching, and the majesty of the immortals guarding it!

At this moment, this highest-standard and most grand vision of heaven and earth is being used to welcome the return of Emperor Xuanyuan and the girl who carries the "flame" of hope of the universe.

.........

As the boundless rosy glow gradually disappeared into the sky, the traces of light left by the black bird's golden tail feathers also slowly faded away. Only the lingering sound of the purple-gold thunder bell still echoed in the thirty-sixth heaven, carrying a kind of silence after the solemn killing.

And in the thirty-sixth heaven, the lightning that purified everything did not completely dissipate, but turned into fine purple-gold electric snakes, silently cruising between the fairy bricks and jade tiles, alert to any possible remaining aura of the void.

Xuanyuan Shaoze held Su Mohui in his arms and walked straight towards the Tushita Palace without any pause.

His figure appeared unusually silent and heavy against the backdrop of the purple-gold lightning, and the scorch marks on the edge of his imperial robe seemed to silently tell of Xu Yuan's danger.

And on the snow-white neck of the girl in his arms, the hideous black handprint was like the most glaring stain, branded on the fairy-like painting of heaven.

Yang Jian's third eye remained fixed on Xuanyuan Shaoze's back. As the golden light shone, he was trying to analyze the scene before him, which almost subverted the laws of heaven...

It was like crashing into a bottomless abyss of chaos, returning empty-handed, but instead stirring up a tiny golden ripple that danced restlessly at the edge of the pupil.

As the torrent of information poured into his sea of ​​consciousness, he raised his eyes again, not to look at the returning emperor, but to "scan" the chaotic erosions left in the handprint, belonging to Nyarlathotep. The data coldly and cruelly reflected a fact -

The erosion of chaos penetrated deep into Su Mohui's soul, and the fire of her vitality was slowly extinguished.

The Taishang Laojun's fingers, frozen in mid-air, finally dropped. He twirled his remaining beard and made a "tsk" sound. The surprise and doubt in his eyes almost solidified into reality.

"The godhead is dead... yet the body, carrying the filth of the Abyss, is forcibly restored... Xuanyuan, what kind of material do you think you are?!"

At this moment, he no longer cared about the messy alchemy room and the Bagua furnace embedded in the wall. He swung his whisk and walked quickly on auspicious clouds. His fat body showed an agility that was inconsistent with his image, and he closely caught up with Xuanyuan Shaoze.

The black handprint set off alarm bells in his heart. This thing was a thousand times more troublesome than a monkey kicking the stove!

The light in Sun Wukong's fiery eyes dimmed, and the golden cudgel on his shoulder had quietly dropped down at some point, one end resting on the ground, while the other end was tightly grasped by him, with the joints clearly visible in his hand.

His gaze fell on Su Mohui's neck, on the dark handprint emitting an ominous and chaotic aura, and on the gray-black airflow with void characteristics that continued to escape from the edge of Xuanyuan Shaoze's black imperial robe. He glanced back and forth, his brows twisted into a knot.