The scales of destiny are balanced!

The more powerful the transcendent is, the easier it is to be entangled by disasters!

The throne of God...not to mention.

But the fighting power of Sky is still unfathomable after hundreds of years, and no one among the seven gods dares to fight head-on with it.

He doesn't seem to worry about the erosion of any rules in the world.

If the God Throne can do this, it is a "miracle".

So Mr. Tianshui, who is the champion in the sky, is still alive... He is an "exception" that is incomprehensible and against the rules.

He is older than Sky God Throne.

He lived at least one hundred and thirty years!

No one knows the exact number.

Compared with Tian Shui's age, both Gu Qilin and Zhou Jiren can only be regarded as "young people", still two to three years behind them.

"Excuse me for being presumptuous."

Gu Shen rubbed his eyebrows, puzzled.

"Mr. Tianshui is the champion of the Sky God's Throne. He has cultivated countless priests, personally promoted Shangcheng to the top of the Five Continents, and helped the Tower of Source become the number one force in mankind. Why does he do this..."

The red dragon smiled freely.

He stared into Gu Shen's eyes, "You are the [key]. Don't you know the reason why Mr. Tianshui did all this?"

"..."

Gu Shen was speechless.

"key……"

For him, the [Key] is just an identity. At the beginning, he thought that he would be given such a title because he had to open the [Red Door] and connect to the conference room.

Later, every member of the Ancient Literature Society whom I met called him this.

Because they don’t know what the [key] is...

When Turing left, he only told Ember of the Ancient Wen Society that finding the [Key] would mean finding hope.

Everyone is looking for the [key].

Everyone thinks the [Key] is hope——

But no one can tell Gu Shen what the [Key] is.

"..."

The red dragon raised his head. The Sangzhou Cave, which had finally cleared up, became gloomy again at this moment. The sky clouds dispersed quickly and condensed faster. The thick volcanic ash accumulated in chunks under the false sky. The cold wind blowing at this moment was all over.

With an oppressive chill.

The source of energy from the southern end of the ice sea is pouring towards Sangzhou Cave in large numbers.

The South Cave, located at the southernmost point, will naturally be the first to bear the burden.

"Mr. Tianshui did all this just for one thing."

Red Dragon exhaled a breath of turbid air, kept his tone calm, and spit out two words from his lips.

"Kill God."

A flash of scarlet thunder flashed across the cloudy zenith.

Gu Shen was distracted for a moment.

The heavy rain came in an instant, and the mud trampled on the land by the beast tide became filthy in the rain. Neither of them used the domain to take shelter from the rain. The source of the domain itself evaporated the rainwater. It was unclear whether it was mist or rain, which filled the two areas.

vision among people.

"No matter what the process is..."

The red dragon spoke again.

As the number one envoy of the Tower of Source, he is now making crazy remarks that are treasonous and will punish the nine tribes!

The voice sounded word for word, more decisive and resolute than the thunder from the dome.

“Sir’s ultimate goal is to kill the ‘Sky God Throne’!”

…

…

Boom!

A muffled thunder sounded above the heads of everyone in the upper city.

The monsoon from the Ice Sea finally blew into the interior of Central Continent.

The sky was dark, and the outpost tower on the Rhine Coast had lit up the Source Lamp early, preparing to open the extraordinary barrier and block the sea breeze. However, the order from the upper city was to let it pass. The reason was that the interior of Central Continent had been sunny for too long, and it needed a while.

It rained heavily for cleaning.

Indeed, Zhongzhou has always been sunny and windy, and there are very few extremely bad weather conditions.

One reason is the strategic location.

Another reason...

It is the god who sits at the highest point in Central Continent and can easily control the "weather".

The highest level of the Tower of Source is a dreamland of nothingness woven by the spirit of fire, covered with flowing clouds. This place is located at the highest peak in the world, and all who come are amazed by the beauty of the scenery.

Every cloud here is real.

Dreams don’t have to weave what already exists.

The throne in the sky is clear and hazy. He is wearing a loose silk robe and sits lazily on the throne. In front of and behind him are countless chessboards. According to the people in the city today, those are games from the [old era].

In the fourth year since the advent of [Deep Sea], there is no longer a chess player of the same level in the human world who can compete with it.

At that time, the deep-sea main system had just undergone two large iterations.

Every iteration is a leap and qualitative change in countless aspects.

In fact, it was in the fourth iteration that [Deep Sea] truly defeated the top human chess players... because powerful extraordinary beings whose mental power broke through the limits of the deep water area were not among the ranks of "chess players" defined by the social rules of the Five Continents.

But if the definition is broadened again——

So [Deep Sea], which has been iterated nine times now, still has not defeated all opponents.

The enemy it faces at this moment is a great existence that has completely digested the fire in the sky and transcended the definition of "mundane".

Hundreds of chessboards are being played at the same time.

One after another [Cloud Mirror] floated in front, back, left and right of Qinghuang's throne. He closed his eyes and supported his chin with one hand, feeling drowsy, but the other hand was gently twisting the chess piece, moving slowly.

The rhythm is beating.

Every time you tap, the [Cloud Mirror] chessboard will change. This is not one move, but countless moves.

The computing power of God Throne and the main system are playing an old-era gambling game.

This is not a determined win or loss.

But countless scenes.

Qinglong has the final say on the number of games. So far, there have been tens of millions or more duels. The real "win or lose" is only a vague probability. Among the tens of millions of duels, the outcome of both sides of the game is determined.

Be recorded in the database -

This doesn't seem to make any sense.

This is just a game to kill time. In fact, it is true. People who have lived for a long time always need to do something in order to feel the fun of this world.

For Qinglong, who has lived for more than a hundred years, this... is the only fun in his idle days.

While playing chess, he cast a casual glance at the empty corner of the divine realm, and at the same time let out a meaningful sigh.

"Why is it going to rain suddenly?"

On the top of the Tower of Source, there is a pure white shadow that almost blends in with the sky clouds.

Bai Ying knew that there was no one else here except himself.

He answered: "This is what Mr. Tianshui meant... There has been no rainfall in Central Continent for a long time."

"..."

Qinglong's mind was still focused on the chess game. After a long time, he smiled softly and said, "If you think about it carefully, this is really the case."

"If you don't like it, I'll change the 'Rainy Day'."

Bai Ying spoke respectfully.

"No, no need..."

Qinglong Naizi said nonchalantly: "Since sir, you think it's time to rain, then let it rain."
Chapter completed!