The darkest night is endless and mysterious.

The "black mud" covering the world did not participate in the war, and they knew their status as slaves and were proud of them.

Their chants and whispers formed a disgusting background sound, and a noisy sound gradually started in the absolute darkness.

Many divine entities, billions of high-level races, those wandering mysterious beasts... They are either alone or in groups.

They launched a desperate charge, most of their souls were determined, but many were confused.

Why not escape?

Why, why don’t you behave like huddling in the box, waiting for the owners to walk by?

Fear of the box being trampled? Unacceptable to becoming an owner? Unable to endure being humiliated?

Or, these are all.

"I was yelled as a 'thief' and I haven't died yet, but the world has encountered a disaster in the end?"

"Of course this is far from reaching the level of the Day of Nirvana, but it is not much different for some gods and sentient beings."

Tang Qi suddenly became very calm at this moment, as if he had not foresaw a tragic future.

But in fact, He saw it.

The charge ants showed extraordinary courage and unyielding will.

But in the face of "master power", these are still meaningless.

The "rot" who roared everywhere was ruthlessly trampled into the black mud, the ancestor god in the abyss was pulled out, and the dominant divine authority he possessed burst out but could not stop his body from being torn in half, like a failed fireworks work, flashing twice in the darkness.

The glory before the dimness finally reflects the ending of the two powerful women.

The "original" and "mother god" who have fought for a long time, and standing together in the face of humiliation, they may be able to endure the shame that falls on themselves.

But they cannot accept that the billions of children they have nurtured are deprived of their right to belong at this moment.

Even more unacceptable, all children were forced to suffocate in the darkest universe.

Mothers can always burst out with incredible power. They silently turned into two torrents representing clearness and turbidity, and gathered in the darkness, crushing the howling black mud of origin, and washing a cold and ruthless giant to the ground.

The two mothers tried to deprive "His" of their lives. They were the source of life and should have such authority.

But unfortunately, the giant is not their child.

The giant with the eyes of insight into all things just stood up slowly, without saying a word, and was silent like an eternal iceberg. He raised the arm that shook the world, and shot down the two mothers into the depths of the black mud like a slap off the "water stains" that accidentally splashed onto his body.

This is far from the end, there are too many gods who have exploded due to humiliation.

The Origin Gods are not only arrogant, they also have the power of "masters".

It's just too abrupt, and the ants can't accept it and suddenly become the owner of a certain group.

Charge, fight, far from stopping:

The many spirits who were in charge of the divine nature of "war" finally moved the swords and weapons away from each other and turned toward the giants who were trampling on the boundless.

The gods of knowledge ran out of the "library" and formed a maze of wisdom ahead of the path of the giants.

The master who is in charge of "terror" and the master who is in charge of "doomsday" work together to create a wasteland with disasters after the maze. The rough desert and storm swept over, trying to bury at least one giant.

Nature and Mother Earth God allowed the divine power to surging, suppressing the noisy black mud at the cost of destroying order.

Many mechanical gods ignited Mars, gears began to rotate, and clockwork and metal began to roar.

The gods of death appeared silently, and the cold sickles were superimposed on the storm that brought dark blue, and the return of all souls was no longer peaceful.

...

Donqi could continue to watch, but no good ending appeared in his eyes.

The charges were cruel and frustrating.

Although as the number of spirits participating in the war increased, some "weak" results began to appear.

The storm set off by the gods of death stopped a giant, and the gods of knowledge trapped a giant deep in the maze... and there was no more good news.

The worse picture is not hesitant to show it. Raphael, who has won the "War of Truth" to some extent, was attacked by two giants.

The flower of truth bloomed in ignoring the surging black mud, but it could not stop the malicious anatomy of the two giants.

The petals withered and the thorns decayed. Raphael never surrendered or fell down. But the body where He stood proudly was full of holes.

Everything seems to be of no use.

The forty-one gods of origin did not give any reactions and preparation time to the vast and mysterious beings and all things.

Their arrogance is incredible, so cold and mean.

They brutally lifted the "lid" and roughly showed the power of their group to the gods.

They may once again tamper with the timeline when the great events subside, as they did during the Dark Age.

No, not maybe, they will do that.

Tang Qi recalled the supreme divinities he had come into contact with, whether it was the deer god or the starfish, and he had a low evaluation of the origin gods, calling them "rude giants."

Obviously, this is very appropriate.

Those very faint results did not last long, and became irrelevant as the forty-one giants moved forward.

The black muds became noisy again, like clowns serving the king.

Tear your throat and let out a harsh howl that makes you feel disgusting.

It’s just that at this moment they have reason to be proud, the vast mystery was crushed too thoroughly.

This infinitely expanding world has "miracles" all the time. The heroes turn into stars and shine. The light of the gods is shining. The chaos and order do not affect the greatness of this world... But at this moment, this greatness has been rudely trampled into the dust.

All the gods and everything are unwilling to accept it, but unfortunately, strength is strength.

Supreme power cannot resist.

The "humiliation" that the gods could not accept was the ignorance of the giants. From beginning to end, these gods with eyes of origin were all staring at Tang Qi.

The boundless mysterious, the increasingly bleak dreamland.

Since Tang Qi was promoted to the "Dream Lord", the country has been a lighthouse for crazy growth and shining.

When the black mud poured out, the lighthouse did not last long before it went out.

Wan Ling did not attack the giant, so Tang Qi remained silent.

This night was darkest, but He could still see things.

He stared at the "Fool's Ship" and the boundless mystery.

He is waiting, He is thinking.

When the first giant stepped on the black mud waves and approached the Dreamland area, it waited for it to be lifted.

The unexpected "guest" ignored the howling and the glory that had been annihilated for a long time bloomed again.

A "Giant Tree of Light" that transcends the universe and dimensions and any concepts has arrived without warning. Those branches containing infinite time and space spread like billions of paths, completely tearing the area apart.

A figure appeared on the six thick branches split from the trunk of the giant tree.

It cannot be looked directly, only shadows and outlines.

The darkest night was torn apart for the first time, and the glory of knowledge shone on all living beings and things.

A voice that cannot distinguish between gender, age, and race sounds, ancient and calm, comforting all beings and things that are angry due to humiliation in an instant.

"Knowledge is eternal."

Because of this proverb-like sentence, the arrogant, cold and supreme aura of forty giants finally fluctuated, and they stopped at the same time.

He looked at the giant tree with malicious eyes and looked at the six figures.

Before the opening, the powers of both parties have begun to tear apart from each other.

The Origin Gods who crushed all the gods into dust failed to tear the giant tree of light into pieces as soon as possible.

The "Eye of Origin" that understands all things, gradually becomes lost in endless knowledge.

“Library, Founding Parliament.”

"Don't you hide deep in the time community, and you actually try to interfere with our recovery of the eyes of the tribe?"

"You think we can't do anything to you borers born of knowledge and hide under the shadow of the tree of knowledge?"

“We are not crazy, but when we are angry, ‘cutting trees’ is a good vent exercise.”

The giant, the giant in charge, spoke such a long sentence for the first time.

His expressions are not obscure, and the meaning of each word is clear and extremely terrifying.

The most terrifying thing is the word "cutting a tree". No one would think that it is just a literal meaning.

That tree is the tree of knowledge.

The tree of knowledge that supports the infinite mystery, the second infinite and even more worlds.

The simple word may represent the demise of billions of worlds and the annihilation of infinite knowledge.
To be continued...