Tang Qi could see that Hal Rocky actually wanted to do something more and wanted to vent in another way, such as forcing the infinite charming atmosphere in front of him and the so-called "messenger", anyway, there is a soft and white bed under him, right?

But unfortunately, he was still paralyzed and powerless.

Tang Qi also knew at this moment why the Black Muds thought that the cutest one among the Witztons was the "Messenger".

The living body in front of me has a wonderful ability that can transform into "mysterious things".

Tang Qi was in the illusory realm, without hesitation, and used all things to peek at the other party.

If the target was the young creator, Tang Qi would certainly not commit suicide, but he was just the other party's servant, but he had no worries.

The next moment, a thick and smooth silver light burst out, and complex information fragments surged out.

【Divine entity: messenger.】

【Status: Clan.】

[Information Fragment 1: One of the remaining several members of the great race, the Witztons is an ancient and mysterious life. The Witztons have had a brilliant civilization and history. They even slaughtered more than one god. Each Witzton has wisdom far surpassed humans and most races. Every adult Witztons is a "big scholar".]

[Information Fragment 2: The demise of the Witztons originated from a failed God-slaughtering operation. For some unknown reason, they chose to attack the extremely mysterious "child creator". The brilliant civilization that once slaughtered gods was evaporated in the blink of an eye.]

[Information Fragment 3: In order to preserve the seed of civilization, several members of the Witzton prayed for forgiveness from the Creator and promised to serve Him forever. These members are engineers, explorers, judges, cleaners, and messengers.]

[Information Fragment 4: The five surviving Witztons were given different powers by the Creator. The same thing is that they all gained eternal life, but four of them were deprived of their ability to reproduce and reproduce, and only faith was to keep it. However, without the Creator's permission, it could not reproduce bloodlines.]

[Information Fragment 5: The power of the messenger is immortality, evolution, shuttle time, space transfer, mind control, flesh and blood magic... She has transformed into a divine creature, and her body contains the results of all the experiments of the Witztons, and the engineer named it "Equation of Life".]

[Information Fragment 6: The source of the equation of life is the young creator, which is an extension direction of the "creation authority" he holds. The messenger of the equation of life, if the body descends, can fight against or even kill a powerful god.]

...

"The equation of life, the authority of creation."

Tang Qi peeked into new secret knowledge, a secret message of a mysterious existence that could be compared with the origin gods.

Just the authority held by the other party is enough to show the power of the "young creator".

Create everything!

This kind of divine power seems to be more terrifying than the "creation authority" held by Toum.

"But if there is a supreme [creator] in the vast mystery, then all spirits such as the Origin Gods, the Fate Bitch, and the Rotten Father God should not have a living space. Since He can create all things, he will inevitably destroy all things, and He should be the most powerful supreme."

"Hei Ni once said that the young Creator is just a new supreme, not stronger than the Origin Gods, and His goal is to create a new...infinite mystery?"

"Is the great Witztonians serving Him, conducting various experiments for Him, playing with a lot of life and the world, accumulating data?"

"But even if it is incomplete, the young Creator must not be something I can fight against now."

After these thoughts fell, Tang Qi had no idea of ​​leaving this world.

Being convinced that you cannot fight the young Creator does not mean you want to escape.

Since there is a chance to peek into the secrets of a supreme god, Tang Qi will not let it go.

Moreover, the plot in front of you seems to become more exciting and interesting.

The extremely powerful "messenger" had no response to Hal Rocky's insults, as if the object of blasphemy by those filthy language was not himself.

As for Hal Rocky's repeated attempts to insult the Creator, he could not do it at all.

The thoughts in his heart will be eliminated immediately.

The messenger saw Hal Rocky's doubts and anger, and spoke gently, full of temptation:

"The number of this universe in the laboratory is sf1725. When all life in this universe is born, the depths of the soul will be left with an imprint by engineers."

"One of the settings: No life in this universe can blaspheme the great Creator."

"This setting cannot be violated. Even on your planet, the human life form who has the chance to ascend to God."

"This is your destiny, accept it."

The messenger was as beautiful as an angel, but the words she said were extremely cruel to Hal Rocky.

Once again, he knew that he was a subject of being played with and that the world was false.

Hal stopped blaspheming, and he looked directly at the extremely beautiful "messenger" in front of him, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Why not destroy me? Why do you want me to know this?"

"Because, the great Creator wants to play a game, you are the beginning of a new gameplay, and it is an interesting prop."

The messenger answered Hal, while the wings behind her kept falling silver-gray feathers with soft touch, gradually wrapping Hal Rocky up.

Every feather seemed to have extraordinary power, which made Hal Rocky feel the numbness and itchyness, and his body began to change.

The voice of the messenger was still ringing in his mind.

"According to the habits of engineers, an experimental world like this will restart every once in a while. It is not complicated or difficult. It is just a re-creation and design. Some experimental subjects will still exist, and some will disappear, but the development of the timeline will change."

"After multiple restarts, the experimental world will be ecstatic."

"A bad news, the world is only one chance to restart until it is destroyed."

"But you are lucky, because you were watched by the great Creator once, and He decided to give you, and the world a chance."

"He will leave a projection in this universe, which is extremely weak and small to the great Lord himself, like a grain of sand in the sea of ​​sand... You can find a great projection in every way you can think of. As long as you can complete a glance, the world will be free."

Hal Rocky couldn't speak anything, he was in a painful transformation.

His body was still paralyzed, but his soul was already wailing wildly.

He watched the "messenger" as he watched, little by little, completely attached to himself.

If the truth was known, this scene would make him feel the ultimate pleasure, but now all he feels is humiliation.

Something strange is happening to him.

He was gaining some power that was stronger than he imagined, which was a large number of complex and terrible divinity. His self-confidence made his body penetrate into Hal Rocky's body bit by bit, and made him transform in an extremely thorough manner.

In addition, his things also reacted.

The strange "communication" that could not resist appeared between him and the messenger.

There was no preparation, nor did he ask if he wanted to.

In his ears was the temptation of the messenger.

“As a ‘new prop’, I will transform you, which is allowed by the great Creator.”

"Human experimental subject Hal Lodge, you will gain the power close to the true god, and other experimental subjects in this universe will not be able to truly kill you."

"As a reward for being selected, I am willing to reproduce with you, and I can guarantee that they will not become subjects of experiments."

“It’s a memorial, yes, a memorial.”

"This kind of commemoration has happened many times. After all, when the number of experimental subjects and experimental worlds reaches a certain level, you will always encounter some interesting objects. I always like to communicate with interesting experimental subjects and leave some descendants, and you will be one of them."

Normally, these words from the messenger were enough to completely weaken Hal Rocky.

But no, he completely lost control of his body and could only passively bear all this.

Although Hal Rocky's heart was tortured, his body was not.

He was feeling wave after wave in his body, as if there was a tsunami of joy that never stopped. His senses became extremely sensitive, and his soul was almost completely submerged.

But at this moment, the terrible voice of the messenger continued to come.

"You have gained a lot, and if you are given time, you may be able to enter the gods."

"But unfortunately, I don't think you can save this universe, you can't save yourself and the people you love, you will face the malice of a large number of subjects...and may stop you, there are several other Witztonians."

Speaking of this, the messenger paused, waved his palms, and four images were summoned out.

The first figure is a mercury-like intelligent creature with gray spots, wearing complex clothes, and a large number of organs and limbs that cannot be counted, including billions of arms, fingers or other things. However, these are not important. What is really eye-catching is the creature's forehead, a triangular eyeball.

There seemed to be countless terrifying shadows hidden in those eyes, which made the true god feel fear.

"He is an engineer, the creator of all the powerful living beings in your world, including yourself."

"call"

Before Hal Lodge could take a closer look, the second image emerged:

The creature had a flat body like the black Venus flytrap. In the slightly opened gap on its head, a black cicada-shaped creature with green eyes was exposed. When the "cicada" was watching, there would be no secrets for any life or dead objects. Tentacles that were invisible to the naked eye spread out from its body and rushed to all the unknowns.

“He is the explorer.”

After the messenger's words fell, two more figures appeared.

The wide and bloated red robe wrapped most of the body, only the head and four arms stretched out. Its bird-shaped head was wearing a rusty iron crown, and its four arms held the torch that leaked flames, the broken sword, the ropes that wrapped around its own and the broken eggshell.

"He is the verdict."

“He is the cleaner.”

With the last introduction of the messenger, Hal looked at the fifth Witztonian.

This time, he did not see the real creature, he just saw a pair of hands.

In the dark and empty starry sky, a pair of silver and black palms covered with black cracks and extremely terrifying.

"Boom"

As the soul trembled, the messenger's warning came.

"Engineers, explorers and adjudicators may just stop you at will, but if the cleaner meets him, you will definitely be erased."

"This is one of the exciting parts of the new gameplay, and the great Creator hopes that you don't meet His most terrible servant."

After saying this, he had almost completely moved a short distance from the messenger who was close to Hal Rocky's lips, which allowed the two to complete the final ceremony.

"Hiss... Jojojo"

At this moment, Halna's body, which had already recovered, was tense, and his red face appeared with a strange look.

The fine liquid mixed with red, white and silver was secreted from the pores of his body, and his eyes widened to the limit, with unavoidable fear, anger and unwillingness.

This state lasted for a long time, and he had been losing the essence of his life.

If it weren't for his own power close to the true god and the blessing of the strange reproduction magic, Hal Rocky might have become a mummy.

ps: Thanks to the leader Seske, the Black Tiger who suffered the retribution for sleeping until she woke up naturally.
Chapter completed!