The Global Samsara I Know All The Plots

Chapter 405 Welcome home

The fusion of the Fragmented World and the Main World has been going on, and a little slower step will make the situation accumulate like a snowball.

Xu Long was ready, and the star destroyer in the sky was also ready.

As long as the contents come out, they have to be hit head-on.

The scepter slowly disappeared, and the energy shield surrounding the pyramid gradually dissipated.

Xu Long held the Boundary Breaking Blade in his hand and was ready to fight.

However, five minutes passed and nothing came out. Ten minutes passed, but nothing came out.

The surroundings were surprisingly quiet, and other energy fluctuations were not perceivable, only one or two unconscious roars of distorted monsters would occasionally be heard in the distance.

“what’s the situation?”

Xu Long frowned, a drop of blood slipped from his fingers, and when he landed, he had become a clone of the same size as himself.

As if passing through a diaphragm, the clone entered the pyramid.

He was not attacked, but the scene before him was more touching than any attack.

The withered earth, scattered white bones, looked desperate and desperate.

There are no creatures, and the air is full of decay and death.

Looking into the distance, the sky is gray.

“What happened here?”

Xu Long murmured and flew toward the depths.

This place is not particularly large, only a few thousand acres in size.

When he came to a location near the edge, he finally saw a living thing…

No, it should be said to be a dead thing.

The wolf-headed human body is Anubis, the god of death in the myth of Aiji.

Since he was named Death, he naturally couldn’t be alive, but Anubis in front of him was not far from the real ashes.

“Humans…you…come…late…”

Anubis looked at Xu Long, with no anger, despair, or nostalgia in his eyes.

He is the death god of Aiji, and he has been in Death a long time ago.

Two hours later, Xu Long outside the pyramid opened his eyes.

There is no living thing in this place called the sea of ​​corpses, not even dead.

Except for the white bones scattered everywhere, nothing else was found.

The god the Aiji people believed in died, leaving only the withered bones that were shattered in one step.

The scarce power of faith cannot maintain the survival of the gods, and the previous Anubis may be the last struggle.

Gather the remaining power of faith and break through the isolation and blockade outside, hoping to feel the power of faith again.

But they were wrong. Human beings no longer believe in gods and are unwilling to believe in gods.

Without faith, human beings will only become confused, and the gods will be destroyed.

Gods are created by humans and other intelligent creatures. When humans no longer trust them, the gods will also fall.

Xu Long knew that this should not be an exception. Perhaps there are still many unknown weak gods who have died, and they don’t even have the qualifications to resist.

“God’s world…it turns out to be not much better than humans…”

Xu Long sighed, the world is far more cruel than imagined.

The gods powerful enough to open up the world are dead, and gods with countless weird and unpredictable powers are heading towards Death.

The survival of human beings is very difficult, but what about the races that have disappeared in history?

For them, it may be meaningless to be difficult or not.

“No one can retreat, nor is it qualified to retreat. Survival is an endless struggle. Maybe I will die on the way forward, but what about it? Someone has to lead the way!”

Xu Long sighed, and then returned to the Yanhuang Kingdom.

Because the main building has not been damaged too much, it is not difficult to repair it, and it will be fully restored in less than two days.

What Xu Long did was broadcast live all over the world, and the chimpanzees who were originally jumping closed their stinky mouths, and there was no one who dared to speak.

Not only that, all countries in Western Europe and America have begun to resist these chimpanzees, which have seriously dragged down mankind, but have hardly made any contribution to society.

All of a sudden, everyone shouted and beaten like a mouse crossing the street!

Xu Long didn’t care about these messy things. What he cared more about was the power of faith.

After turning the whole of Africa into a place of death, Xu Long actually received a huge power of faith.

The fanatical worship even reached the blind destination.

Through the power of these beliefs, we can see where each believer is and can perceive his state.

“I seem to know why the gods in ancient legends come to punishing them at every turn…”

Xu Long murmured, feeling like a dog.

Show that own is powerful and let believers worship.

Help believers and fulfill their wishes.

Punish believers and make them fear.

These should be the three easiest ways to harvest the power of faith.

Weak water has been protecting those ships at sea and human beings on the shore, and has a large number of believers. Xu Long has been slaying frantically and has harvested a large number of believers.

The methods are different, but the results are the same.

“Oh, that’s interesting.”

Xu Long shook his head and transferred all this power of faith to Weak Shui.

Weak water was originally his slave, and according to the cultivation system of the gods, he should be regarded as belonging to gods.

Xu Long is not walking the path of the gods, and keeping it is useless.

It didn’t take long for Aiji’s affairs, and world fragments merged in again.

The sun and the moon were shining, the stars came out, and the earth shook violently.

“Huh? Interesting!”

Xu Long raised his brows and disappeared instantly.

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In eastern China, a province famous for excavators and heroes, a group of four people appeared out of thin air.

Different from other people’s muddle-headedness, their expressions were serious, and their powerful aura agitated around them, as if they had just experienced a battle.

“This is the Great Wastelander World? Why do I know this name? What is that? A car? This is the road under your feet? Asphalt mixed with gravel?”

Yang Xiao looked dazed, completely unsure of what happened.

The memory in his mind was too messy and too horrible, making him lost in a moment.

“I only remember fighting with that monster. The leader didn’t know what trick he used, he blasted more than 500 meters to pieces, and then there was a woman of more than 30 meters…”

Fan Yao responded in the same way, “I don’t know the others.”

“This is my hometown. Although I don’t know how many years have passed, I can still tell it.”

Zhang Sanfeng squatted down, stroking the hard roadside, full of emotion in his heart.

For a thousand years, things are not. All the familiar people and things disappeared, only the two brothers are still alive.

“Zhang Zhenren’s hometown? Isn’t it Shaolin Temple?”

Fan Yao asked suspiciously, then suddenly turned his head to look back.

“This is the center of countless worlds, the birthplace of myths, and the homeland of gods.”

A faint voice sounded, Xu Long appeared in front of the four.

“Welcome home!”