Lord of the Low Version System

Seeing Tamil swinging his axe to break through the barrier formed by the power of destruction, Xi Tong trembled.

understood!

All understand!

Breaking the ground, yes, this is breaking the ground.

There are no ancient legends, no special artifacts, and no incredible fission.

It was a simple and pure swing of the axe.

However, the people who wield the axe are different, and the location of the axe is also somewhat special.

Therefore, this blow caused an incredible impact.

"open!"

Tamil wielded his axe again, cutting and cutting, to create a safe path for the elf messenger.

The axe's attack was continuous and enduring.

Relatively quiet contains the firm beliefs, fanatical beliefs, unyielding fighting spirit of the barbarians, as well as the understanding and insights accumulated over thousands of years.

The frenzy of destruction is dominoes, so the continuous slashing and cutting is the resistance imposed on the last domino.

The last stubbornness of the barbarians.

fast!

Unparalleled fast!

In this special space where time has lost its meaning, the boundary between speed and slowness is also blurred to disappear.

As long as you have the strength to swing an axe, you can continue to attack and resist continuously.

The strong barrier formed by the force of destruction made a crisp cracking sound.

It was just a sound at first.

Then there were two beeps.

The interval is getting shorter and shorter, and finally becomes one piece.

At first it was just to make a way for the elf messenger so that he wouldn't be killed by the wall.

The result was abruptly blazing a trail.

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

The power in Tamil was surging.

The result of a sudden drop in external pressure is expansion.

The power in his body was uncontrollable, causing his body to collapse in swelling.

But the frenzied power quickly repaired his body and his injuries continued to heal.

The result of the constant competition between the two is that the body of Tamil continues to expand, becoming longer and thicker like a blow.

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

The small world couldn't contain the huge body, and Tamil stood up with a roar.

Hearing a click, Tamil felt his body entered a brand new space, a strange field.

Then, he wanted to go in more and go deeper.

So he continued to stand upright.

Rumbling...

Fluttering...

The world of Titan Continent trembled violently.

Countless destructive forces collapsed and scattered, rippling between heaven and earth.

But these destructive powers just came into contact with the breath of Tamil and then disappeared like a dream, turning into countless gray and foggy breaths.

These breaths are attracted by the same origin and blend into the earth under Tamil's feet and the sky in his hands.

As a result, heaven and earth are constantly growing and expanding, even faster than Tamil.

They want to crush Tamil to death.

However, Tamil did not admit defeat.

Under madness, his thinking was in chaos, and his only obsession was to become bigger, bigger, bigger...

Bigger than heaven and earth!

As he grew in size, the scope of his aura became larger and wider.

Just like a single spark can start a prairie fire, the frenzy of destruction is constantly forced back, and the Titan Continent is restored to its previous size.

And this is just the beginning.

Because Tamil's power is still growing, his body is still swelling.

He stepped on the earth and held the sky in his hands to open up a wider world for the Titan Continent.

Xi Tong caress his palm.

"Yes, it is indeed that scene, exactly the same..."

This is definitely not a coincidence.

Even if it is a coincidence, it is an inevitable coincidence.

Because this is what happens in a causal system, in which the birth and death of every tree and tree are like prophecies, revelations, or destiny.

There is a cause, there must be an effect, what happened here is by no means simple.

Either it is the condensation of something outside, or it will be projected onto the outside world.

The creatures of the Titan Continent were born and died, and over the years, countless gods have accumulated.

These gods also learned the appearance of Tamil, following in his footsteps to open up all directions.

Because there is their homeland.

There is the territory they beat down with blood and sweat.

There, they carried their glory and buried their glory.

Now they want to get back some of what they lost.

More and more creatures set off from the Continent of Titans and headed for darkness.

No one knows where they are, and no one knows their future.

They only knew that everything originated in the Continent of Titan, and the endless glory belonged to Tamil the Great.

Although the great emperor's body has surpassed the limit of vision and the limit of cognition, all creatures in the Titan Continent know it.

Where is he!

Always there!

Hold up a piece of sky, shelter the whole world.

"Ahhhhh..."

Tamil made a mechanical and numb blow.

The axe in his hand suddenly lightened.

It's on!

Yes!

The barrier formed by the frenzy of destruction was broken.

This axe opened the barrier and opened up the inside and outside.

This is a very special state.

Between life and death, between existence and existence, beyond survival...

Even Xi Tong did not know exactly what state Tamil was in at this time.

Or……

Does he still exist?

Because, at the moment when the power of destruction was split, Tamil disappeared.

It disappeared with the entire Titan Continent, as well as all the Titan Continent.

It's like soap bubbles.

Its existence is only a moment, its disappearance is eternal dying.

Tamil, and everything he thought and was in, disappeared like soap bubbles.

"system……"

"Dear master, please give orders."

"Does the Tamil subsystem still exist?"

Xi Tong never thought of obliterating the host, but he did not expect the host to obliterate himself.

"Master, the subsystem is operating normally."

Xi Tong felt relieved, that is to say, Tamil is still alive.

However, the next sentence of the system chilled his heart.

"However, the vital signs of the subsystem host disappeared completely."

Xi Tong shook his head, a touch of regret appeared on his face.

He understands what this means.

Either ~www.readwn.com~ Tamil is completely dead.

Or, he entered a higher level of space, plane, and existence.

It's like flying up, or shattering the void.

All actions are like dreams and bubbles, like dew or electricity, and should be viewed as such.

A message emerged in Xi Tong's mind: The collision of atoms and molecules inside the soap bubble will generate a high energy. At the moment the bubble explodes, a high-frequency vibration will occur again to produce light particles, which will cause a weak nuclear reaction. The energy produced by the reaction can reach 20,000 degrees Celsius, which is equivalent to four times the surface temperature of the sun.

Countless bubbles are born and shattered every second, and no one cares what they come from, and no one cares where they go.

Tamil is just one of the more special bubbles.

For Xitong, it is a special bubble.

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