MTL - Devil Seeds-Chapter 713 the first bell

  Chapter 713 Ringing the Bell for the First Time

  Everyone had fun.

  At first, there were only some members of the Theogony of Turin, and then the remaining members of the Theogony of Turin also joined in.

  After all, for the vast majority of practitioners, the so-called practice, in addition to the standard answer of "Longevity, Immortality", a follow-your-heart, wanton, can also be used as a supplementary answer.

   In this world made of dreams, it is still unknown whether they can live forever.

   But with authority in hand, the feeling of the world being artificial at will is really cool!

  All the things they think can be done easily, and all the set content can be reflected in their reality.

   This kind of refreshment is really addictive.

  Finally, even the 'Dream Breakers' joined in.

  They did not get the support of Turin, but they had the infusion of mysterious power obtained by tearing the dream.

  Essentially speaking, that is the same thing as the authority and power endowed by Turin.

  Dreambreakers began to create a large number of unrighteous gods who twisted, transformed, and destroyed the world.

It is said that these "unrighteous gods" are gods, but they are actually more like a group of evil energy polymers who only know how to go crazy and destroy. All kinds of messy rules and mythological messages are superimposed and kneaded together by madness, forming a group of extremely contradictory The presence.

   These guys may even explode on the way, and at the same time they explode, they also take away a large wave of other creatures around them.

  All the races located in the "Central World" of the Dream of Turin gathered spontaneously, and under the hint of the gods of the "Durin Theogony", they formed an army to fight against the **** of injustice.

  The protracted war started in this dream world.

  In reality, time is passing bit by bit.

   The speed of time flow in Turin's dream has returned to the one-to-one comparison with reality. Naturally, the occurrence and evolution of everything has become less anxious.

  However, the coquettish operations of the internal test players will never be late.

  They cannot speed up time, but they can 'endow' time.

  A brand new race, but they want to fabricate a history of thousands or even tens of thousands of years, and the competition is who is better at bragging.

Races that obviously have nothing to do with the God of Unrighteousness, but because of their history and gods, they all tell them that they have a **** feud with the God of Unrighteousness. Twisted, mad **** of injustice.

  When the war lasted for three years, there were far fewer monks who continued to pay attention to this battle.

   After all, no matter how good-looking a blockbuster is, watching it for a long time will get boring.

  The most disturbing thing is that you can only watch those "inside beta players" do whatever they want in the dream of Turin, but the vast crowd of monks can only watch it for fun and have no chance to practice it. How can this be interesting?

  The mentality of watching **** for the first time is the same as the mentality of watching **** for the 10,000th time?

  The former reminisces repeatedly, wishing to find a fellow fan to discuss enthusiastically, while the latter is dull, throwing away the toilet paper, and forgetting the heroine's appearance and figure in just three minutes.

  The heat is dissipating, but Ke Xiaoliang is not in a hurry to take any action.

  Although Xiaoqing has urged her dozens of times.

   "It's time to ring the bell!"

"The first time the bell was rung, it has been delayed for a whole year. Do you know how many variables and changes will we have to make in our future plans?" Xiao Qing remained expressionless, just There was a bit of anger in her eyes, and there seemed to be a little bit of the cuteness of a human girl in her tone. Of course...if you don't know her very well, you will only think this is an illusion.

  Ke Xiaoliang stretched his waist, rubbed his lower back with his hands, and then did a few exercises for the elderly, twisting the bones with a 'crack' and 'crack' sound.

"No way, these guys are so interesting! I have to be amazed by their brains. They are men during the day and women at night. They live in remnants, born with thoughts, and die with thoughts. '嗤', the star ape who will sing happy birthday song before death... They even want to open a hole in the world, catch another group of time travelers, and add more fun to the world... It's a pity They didn't make it."

  Xiaoqing remained silent, but stared at Ke Xiaoliang motionlessly with her pale blue eyes, her chest, which was big enough to support a plank, unexpectedly had obvious ups and downs at this moment.

   "Okay! Ring the bell! Ring the bell!"

   "It's time to ring the bell for the first time! If the bell doesn't ring, the fake will be fake, and no matter how true it is, it will still be fake."

   "The world is irrational and the logic is not smooth. This is a flaw, but it is also inevitable. If you want to make a fake come true, you have to pull out a certain distance."

"It's like a counterfeit cultural relic antique. It was a counterfeit at the time it was forged. After a few hundred years, the counterfeit itself is an antique with a special nature. It is so fake, but not fake. It’s even more valuable than the real thing.” Ke Xiaoliang was talking, and under Xiaoqing’s persevering gaze, he took out an alarm clock that looked very beaming.

   Then he clapped it with one hand, and pressed the button above the head of the Xiyangyang alarm clock.

   After a short while, the very magical nursery rhyme began to sound.

   At the same time, the entire Turin Dream world also began to roll and collapse.

  Everything is dissipating and crumbling.

  No matter what race, no matter what kind of existence, no matter what setting, it is collapsing and destroying.

   Five hundred live broadcast rooms, all disconnected from the Internet.

  In the closed dream of Turin, these 'closed beta players' who are tied to the world, are directly banned as if they were found cheating.

  The outside of the dream continued to collapse, and soon only the core and most concentrated part of the dream remained.

   At this time, Ke Xiaoliang stepped into the room, and stopped the alarm, whistling, to appease the restless Du Ling.

  Amidst the whistle, Ke Xiaoliang waved his hand to make specimens of the most impractical "creations" that affected the balance, turned them into fossils and relics, and buried them deep underground or ascended into the starry sky.

  Subsequently, a large number of fragments of civilization were disassembled and became blurred, long-lasting but seemingly brilliant.

  For most races, when the dream was shattered, only a weak spark remained.

   holds the world.

  Ke Xiaoliang comforted Du Ling, let him sleep continuously, and his active consciousness continued to sink until he entered the bottom of the dream.

   Then Ke Xiaoliang withdrew from the world, waiting for the recovery of everything after the disaster.

  First ring the bell, it's over!

  The purpose is also very simple, to cover up the flaws with disasters and create the glory of civilization with ruins.

   It's like Atlantis under the sea.

  Because there are only ruins left, it is possible to add endless imagination to the ruins, and guess that on top of these ruins, there used to be an incomparably brighter, even more powerful civilization than today.

  People often become undeniable because they cannot be sure.

  (end of this chapter)