Chapter 60: The innate responsibility lies with the true spirit
Therefore, Zhenjun never thought that he could take back this Chaos Demon God for his own use.
If you want to use the Chaos Demon God, unless your cultivation reaches the level of the Holy Lord, this unruly Chaos Demon God will not dare to resist and can only be obedient.
In comparison, it would be better to train him and improve his own body, which would be more useful.
Zhenjun closed his eyes and finally said: "Not only fellow Taoist, but also fellow Taoist Hunyi Yuanlong have been killed for me. Fellow Taoist, just go with peace of mind and don't worry about the things behind you."
The Thousand-Handed Demon God knows that the person's mind has been made up, he has begged and begged, and he has threatened, but since it is of no use, he will perish on his own.
The Chaos Demon God, after all, has the dignity of the Chaos Demon God, but he can never do it again.
If he had any remaining strength, he might have already destroyed himself by this time, and he would have to strike back at the True Lord before he died. It's a pity that it's just a delusion. How come the True Lord doesn't care about this matter? No matter how much he is forgiven, he will not be able to destroy himself. We can only let the True Lord refine it bit by bit and gradually die.
However, unable to destroy himself, this demon god never gave up resistance. The strength of his mind is unimaginable. Even if the last bit is left, he is still resisting.
Even Zhenjun couldn't help but admire it.
Just like those creatures in the world, if they encounter a desperate situation, or for a moment, they can burst into bloody courage, but only for a moment. But the true king refined this demon god bit by bit, and as time went by, he watched himself gradually die, shrouded in despair, but he never died without restraining his hands. It can be seen that he is much stronger than the creatures in the world.
After all, those born from chaos are inherently different.
The outer universe has become increasingly dilapidated over time.
At first there were no cracks in the sky, and the sky was reddish. For more than ten years, the sky has turned into dusk, revealing a hint of darkness. The crack in the sky seemed to have disappeared, but in fact it had expanded to the extreme. I don't know which moment, it will be completely shattered, and the chaotic energy from outside the universe will pour in, cleaning up this chaotic universe.
The final struggle of the origin of the universe has been revealed in more than ten years.
The endless dimensional worlds, as long as they are not destroyed, are integrated into the main plane continent. It was actually on the eve of the destruction of the universe that the continent on the main level grew significantly. Many creatures that people on the Main Level Continent have never seen before appear before their eyes.
So there were more fights and killings.
Catastrophes are often reflected in killings and struggles, especially when the universe is destroyed.
Use living beings as gu and feed each other. Even if only one is left in the end, if it can save the universe, then it is good.
Ice and snow cover the world.
At the beginning of the catastrophe, there was a severe drought, and then there were heavy rains, which continued for months and months, making the world flooded with water. Various natural disasters occur frequently, and the energy of death sweeps across the main material plane, turning many living beings into undead. There were also earthquakes and volcanoes that lasted for several years. Now, everything seems to be peaceful, but it has been snowing for several years, turning the whole world gray.
This is the last calm before the storm.
The snow is heavy, I don’t know how thick it is. Layer after layer. The survivors who had endured many disasters finally couldn't bear the cold and hunger, and died of cold and starvation, making living things even rarer. After all, there is nothing to do. Under the murderous intent of heaven and earth, all creatures in the world are nothing.
Heavy snow covers the earth, and the cold prevents plants from growing. Without food or anything to keep warm, how can one survive?
In the vast expanse, a flying boat passed across the sky,
This flying boat is dozens of miles long, looks like neither gold nor wood, and its surface is shining with various auras.
This is a magic weapon.
On the bow of the flying boat, Luo Meng, who no longer looked green at all, had his hands behind his back, looking at the endless white snow under the sky, and sighed slightly for a long time.
Next to him is the mustache.
More than ten years have passed, and the mustache still looks the same. He has already broken through the limitations of the Great Knight and entered a new level. He also followed Luo Meng to practice the foundation-building technique. The two combined together to give birth to magic power and spiritual consciousness. As a result, his lifespan greatly increased, which was different from ordinary people.
"Master."
Bazi Xu heard Luo Meng sigh and couldn't help but said: "The world is like this, there is nothing we can do."
Luo Meng nodded: "This heavy snow has lasted for several years. I don't know how many people will die in the disaster. Maybe after the heavy snow, the world will be empty and there will be nothing."
"You have tried your best, young master." The mustache said: "Over the years, you and your master have saved countless lives, and you should not feel guilty."
Luo Meng said nothing.
Since the heavy snowfall, this is the hundreds of times Luo Meng has left his territory. And the entire viscount territory, that side of the dimensional world where everything was going smoothly, was in the midst of a disaster, and countless magic crafts were sent from all directions.
The purpose is just to save more lives in this final tranquility.
People's hearts change all the time. At first, Luo Han might have wanted to use the True Lord as a support to expand his power. The more we understand the end of the world, the more this thought gradually fades away. There is more of a sense of responsibility.
This is the innate responsibility of beings born in this universe.
The universe gave birth to them, and when the universe needed it, they would naturally have the idea of saving the world.
And Rohan has this power.
Luo Meng's practice deepened, and now he has become an Earth Immortal, with a stage of returning to virtual reality.
Only in the doomsday environment, in the environment where the innate Yuan Qi is nurtured by the True Lord himself, can it be so fast.
As for the Immortal Way, Luo Meng was best at refining weapons.
The dimensional world has now expanded to a considerable level and is no different from the vast world. It is vast and rich in resources. With abundant treasure materials of all kinds, there is no shortage of resources for refining weapons. On this road, Lomon has gone a long way.
He even used this method to reform the territory.
In the territory, it is now possible to mass-produce magic weapons. Mostly used for civilian use. As for military use, they are all magic weapons, which were refined by Luo Meng himself.
Just like the flying boat he sits on, there are more than ten boats in the entire territory, all of which were built by his own hands. With his current level of cultivation, magic weapons can be mass-produced, but magic weapons are not yet available.
These dozen or so spaceships are now spreading out in all directions to search for survivors. Bring them into the territory.
It can be said that in the past ten years or so, the population in the Rohan territory has been significantly different from the original population. Rohan's territory initially had no more than 10,000 people. Later, hundreds of thousands were collected. But now, there are nearly ten million. But it's still rare.
After all, the world has become a vast world, and it can support hundreds of billions of people. What does tens of millions mean?
It's a pity that when they were dying, Luo Han and Luo Meng were not so capable and could not save more lives. But by the time they had the ability, most of those creatures were already dead.
It is not easy to save millions of lives.
This time, Lomeng's flying boat flew hundreds of thousands of miles east, but only rescued more than a hundred people. You can know how rare the creatures in this universe are now. In the death aura, most of them died, and now that it was covered with heavy snow, even the toughest ones died one by one. No wonder Luo Meng sighed in his heart.
