Restart: Becoming the Creator of the Magic World 13 Times

The pagoda became the same size as Rose, but it could not hinder Rose from killing the enemy.

"Then, the nameless god recognized by the God of Creation, won't you introduce your followers to me?" After Rose said this, the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife immediately flew towards the position of the nameless god.

Clang——————

He was stopped by the nameless god with a protective shield and asked, "Oh? I didn't know there was such a rule?"

The flying knife pierced through his defense directly. The nameless god turned over to avoid it, and the flying knife rushed towards Aglaia again.

"This is the rule I asked the God of Creation for. What? You don't want to abide by it?" Rose sneered.

Aglaia and the other four were fighting with flying knives. The nameless god came forward to support them, and the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife appeared from Qiangwei's hand, an absolute divine weapon!

They had no way to resist at all. On the other hand, although Qiangwei held a sword in her hand, there was a strange circle of light under her feet that expanded outwards for a hundred meters.

The monsters slowly died in the circle of light, without being able to see her movements clearly.

"Alright, alright, dear Princess." The Nameless God said gently while dodging the flying knife.

"I will introduce my followers to you now. I hope you can show some mercy..."

The nameless god said anxiously: "Aglaia!"

"Yes! We already know each other!" Aglaia dodged the flying knife in fear. Where did this thing come from?

Even if we become stronger, how come we can't even defeat a weapon! ! ! !

The nameless god cried, "Aphrodite..."

Swish————

Aphrodite was hit on the chest by the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife, taking away his first blood. He said, "Puff... I... am here." He spat out blood and fell to the ground at a high speed.

The sound of "bang" startled the nameless god, who shrieked in fear, "Alcmene, Ariadne, Atropos, please respond quickly."

The ferocious middle-aged man, the little boy, and the blacksmith answered in turn, "Yes."

The Nameless God twisted his body into a maggot-like shape and said, "Can you please put it down~ Your Highness~"

The Immortal Slaying Flying Knife changed its target and flew towards him: "F*ck you! How can a grown man like you ******** you know your family ****?"

*****You disgust me! ! ! !

Qiangwei couldn't stand his frivolous smile: "Stop talking so smoothly, you've set me up. It seems you've been observing me a lot."

"I just don't understand. If you become a god in this way, what do you think will happen to the five people behind you?"

Qiangwei took out a golden sword and Xipan flew her to a high place. The golden sword rotated as Qiangwei moved.

"One transforms into three thousand swords."

A golden sword instantly transformed into millions of identical swords, flying vertically downwards, and following Rose's gestures, some of them went to hit the Nameless God and the others.

The other part was hitting the monster downwards, and neither side stopped.

The nameless god began to panic. One flying knife was enough to drive him into autism, and now there were thousands more!

The nameless god smiled evilly, it seemed that he could no longer talk to the princess in the form of playing house.

Was his judgment wrong? No, from what he observed, Qiangwei really liked this way of communicating!

But how can a fight just involve throwing weapons forward?

Shouldn't they come one by one? How can we fight like this? This is unreasonable!

The Nameless God has been deified and will not die so easily, but it is not certain whether the others can survive.

The Nameless God immediately teleported them away and blocked all the swords alone.

"Princess, wasn't the fight just now quite good?" Wuming Shen said with all his might, "Why did you suddenly do that? It was so scary~"

Qiangwei said disdainfully: "Tsk... In our country, there is always a disease before a fight."

"It's called a fear of insufficient firepower. What's the fun in a turn-based game? Our goal is to defeat you in one go!"

The Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife fired at full power, and Qiangwei took out the Puhuo Fan and swung it at him without saying a word.

So what if he was a god? In the face of absolute strength, the nameless god alone could not resist.

"If you're like this... like this!" The mask of the Nameless God's atmosphere suddenly smiled: "I'm going to show my true ability... Hahahahahahahaha..."

An evil aura emanated from the nameless god, and Rose's pagoda sword and the attacking Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife suddenly lost control.

The flying knife missed its target and fell to the ground without any reaction. The pagoda had already started crying, and the Puhuo fan could no longer move.

Tai Chi immediately used the power of wind to wrap Qiang Wei inside. Qiang Wei was a little anxious: "Tai Chi!"

"The spiritual weapon in your hand also has spirituality, and has emotions such as emotions. It can be controlled, and its range is constantly expanding." Tai Chi's voice began to tremble as he spoke.

"This place has already cost..."

"Waste?" Qiangwei asked doubtfully.

Tai Chi explained: "Because we have no way to deal with this power. This is already his territory. If you go out now, you will only be controlled by him."

"Is there no other way?" Qiangwei said unwillingly. If he gave up this time, he would spread outwards.

Until he unified the entire world and turned all creatures into monsters he could control.

I have to say that it is worthy of being the evil born under the new rules, and even she finds it difficult to deal with it.

If she had twelve more chances to be reborn, things might not have turned out this way.

No! Qiangwei immediately refuted herself. If she were reborn and went back, she would not be able to save these humans.

He will still use other methods to become a god. Becoming a god is just a matter of time, not just running away.

Should we go back in time? But wouldn't the chances of failure be greater that way?

Now there is only one chance, if you fail, it will be really over.

But... there is no other way.

Then there would be no going back. This place had to be saved, and she had to go back.

The motherland is still waiting for her, she can't give up now!

But what can I do? Should I just give up here?

Give up? If I give up here, what about next time? Should I give up the next place too?

If only there was a nuclear bomb that could remotely destroy this place, completely format it, and then reshape it with the power of the Creator God...

"Rose! Rose! Wake up! Rose..." Tai Chi was calling Rose anxiously outside.

"Oh! What's wrong with me?" Qiangwei asked in confusion.

Seeing that Qiangwei had finally come to her senses, Taiji said, "You were also hit. No matter how much I called you just now, I couldn't wake you up."

"I... was infected? I was sleeping?" Qiangwei couldn't believe that she was infected!

I almost forgot that he is a conceptual god. He can influence any intelligence, joy, anger, sorrow or happiness.

"Your eyes were dull just now, like a dead person who can't be woken up." Taiji said fearfully.

Qiangwei looked at the Tai Chi who had never panicked and smiled gently, "It's okay now. It wasn't much. It won't have any effect on me."

"By the way..." Qiangwei expressed her thoughts on how to deal with the situation.

"No!" Taiji strongly objected.