CIATB Chapter 1846 Heavenly World
Chapter 1846 Heavenly World
Chapter 1846 Heavenly World
“The whole world is a cycle.”
"The earthly world, the underground world, and the heavenly world may refer to the legendary mortal world, purgatory, and heaven."
“But there is no paradise here.”
Su Xi sighed and put down his "Diary of the God of Thunder and Summer Rain". The content recorded in it was too negative and was not good for the overall development.
This is the heaven, the paradise in the memory of mortals.
"This is just a battlefield, no different from any other world."
Looking around, there is an endless sky.
Countless floating islands float in the air, materialized clouds cover the world, mythical beasts and angels are singing in the sky, and messengers of God travel back and forth between the floating islands to convey the will of the gods.
Over there was a starry sky, with the moon and stars floating not far away, and heroic Valkyries suspended under the halo.
A group of dragons not far away were moving freely on the floating island. The huge thunder dragon looked like a short-legged puppy in front of the even bigger giant.
This is a fantasy world full of secrets, where holy light and gods coexist. White angels are just an ordinary group here. It is not wrong to say that it is a fantasy paradise before the eyes of the world, provided that the "black areas" are excluded.
"Sir, the black area No. 0371 has been breached again. If the situation permits,
"I'll send someone."
The angels landed on the shoulders of Suxi, the huge god of thunder. They were beautiful and indistinguishable between men and women, quick and spiritually sensitive. They generally performed the duties of messengers, conveying the will of the "world" to the gods.
And now, she has brought another invitation to war.
"Boom!"
The black area not far away exploded again.
A large number of foreign visitors have arrived in this paradise, and the gods' warriors and legions are ready.
Su Xi, who called upon the authority of thunder and lightning, took up his weapon. As a newcomer who had just ascended to godhood, he needed results in battle to prove himself.
"Boom!"
The God of Thunder stepped onto the battlefield, but he did not feel the slightest bit of joy.
He had only been in this world for less than a week, and he had already personally fought four times.
"This place is rich in resources, has beautiful scenery, and all races are naturally strong and perfect. The rules of the world limit life span to almost infinite. There is no disease or famine. It is not wrong to call it a paradise. If it were five hundred years ago."
At this moment, behind him, in the sky above the beautiful world, those "holes" were like holes in white paper torn open, revealing hideous and smelly holes.
One, two. With just a glance, I saw hundreds of them.
How long can this world last? Su Xi, who had just arrived in this "paradise" not long ago, subconsciously asked himself.
This is not just a malicious speculation by outsiders, but a logical deduction from the misfortunes of too many worlds. The countless cracks in the entire world reveal the harshness of the environment and battlefield.
"This world is truly blessed to be targeted by several multiverse disasters at the same time."
He sighed, feeling somewhat helpless and somewhat desperate.
Becoming a god again in this world might not necessarily be a good thing.
For him who had experienced so much, if it was just the harshness of the battlefield, he could actually accept it, but
"Why is this thing here again?"
He looked up at the sky and saw a huge shadow covering the entire world. Having just returned from the battlefield on Earth, he certainly knew what it was.
".God above God."
He sighed again. Did he just escape from a pack of wolves and jump into the tiger's den again?
And if it were still just this. The strength and upper limit of this world is actually far beyond that of the Earth, and he would not be so helpless.
"One, two, three, four."
Above the world, in the void, there is more than one shadow trying to swallow up the world.
"How long can this world last?"
Even if the whole world was torn into pieces the next moment, Su Xi would not be surprised at all.
At this moment, Su Xi was also numb, but having accepted the power of the world, it seemed that he could not see another way out in the short term.
He thought for a moment before continuing to write in his "diary".
At the same time, another diary automatically wrote content on the ground.
"Don't ascend, don't ascend. The foreign enemies are very strong, very strong, and the new free gods who have entered the Pantheon are just high-level cannon fodder."
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“Thank you for the gift and the pitfalls of the predecessors”
The advantage of the old predecessors is that they have stepped into many traps, and therefore they often prepare many backup plans.
Just like Senior Su Xi, the Thunder God known as the Thousand-Year Thunder, he left behind a series of backup plans before entering the heavenly realm.
One of them is a "Twin Diary", an exotic secret treasure of unknown level. He can transmit information across time and the world through writing.
And now, it is the new content in the diary that has let the newcomers on the human side of the underground world know that something is wrong in the heavenly world. They know that the heavenly world is a battlefield, but they didn't expect it to be of that level.
"Can you be sure? A single source of information is not trustworthy."
"It's not just a single source of information. Several senior gods have left behind means of transmitting information. They ascended to different positions in the heavenly realm, but the information they passed down is similar and all very bad."
"Maybe they have come into contact with the core. After all, newcomers have a probation period. New gods should only be able to serve as thugs."
"It's possible. But can you ascend?"
"Uh, let's not fly for now."
After Lu Ping'an said this, he realized that he had subconsciously accepted this information.
Maybe it was spiritual intuition, maybe it was rational judgment, or maybe it was the habit of experiencing too many doomsdays. In Lu Ping'an's eyes, there was no eternity, at least not in the world he had come into contact with.
And now, he vaguely realized that the "world" that he and humans could access was at a similar "level" in the endless multiverse. They were the unfortunate worlds that were about to be completely swallowed up by pollution and were struggling to survive.
The world of Silent Mountains also repeatedly hints to him that when a person encounters risks and pressures, but most areas are flourishing, then most likely some places are quite bad, but you just can't see it.
"What are outsiders like? There must be information, right?"
"It is said that there are several cosmic disasters, including a real group of polluters."
This made Lu Ping'an a little surprised.
Generally speaking, a world that is completely corroded by pollution will destroy itself.
But there are always some exceptions and different worlds that can coexist with pollution, or entire ethnic groups and organizations have completely become part of the pollution.
These groups of beings are extremely dangerous and powerful, and they often take the initiative to drag other worlds into trouble.
Lu Ping'an had never encountered them in his previous doomsday journey, but he had heard of them through information. The scenes he had experienced before were not worth the fate of those monster tribes.
"Multiple gods above gods? How long can this world last?"
(End of this chapter)