My Bottle Cosmos-Chapter 590 - 552: Who is creating momentum? Just go with the flow!
Tang Xia was born a deity.
Every three hundred years, he reached a Divine Upper Realm. Now at just nine hundred years old, he had already achieved the Undying Level and could condense dark matter.
In the past, only geniuses from the Technology Side could reach such speed, but they inherited their abilities from mecha.
One could only say that the current Extraordinary Era had reached a very mature level.
However, the first three Unobservable Levels were just the process of familiarizing oneself with 100% of the cosmic rules. Now the 101% fourth level is a true starting point.
Even if Li Qing wished, he could easily snuff out an Undying Level existence, but doing so with high-level beings is very laborious and destabilizes their realm.
"Dark matter weapons are ready, we can go to a farther place to experiment."
Tang Xia thought as he continually walked outside the subspace, observing the scenery in the cosmos through various window holes.
The star sea was magnificent and endless.
Suddenly, he saw a law enforcement fleet sailing through the void.
"It’s you, my first batch of believers," he said softly.
Tang Xia whispered, "Mortals within the crystal wall, heed my allurements, become my followers in this world."
In the inherited memory of his brain, this universe is a Crystal Wall World!
As an Outer God, he also tempted the mortals within the corridor of this Crystal Wall World, deceiving them to come out.
Swish, swish.
At this time, the entire law enforcement fleet was urgently roaming various places, closing space holes, when they suddenly noticed a mysterious ancient sword floating in the far void.
"Is that a dark matter weapon?"
"It’s far better than our standard weapons."
"Could it be that some predecessor was harmed and dropped their weapon?"
In an instant, through the cockpit window, they immediately wanted to retrieve that dark matter weapon.
The hatch soon opened, and a mecha flew out, grabbing the longsword and intending to bring it back into the spaceship for colleagues to study, but instinctively gripped the longsword tighter, as a voice appeared in their mind:
"This is mine..."
Various greedy and seductive divine thoughts invaded their mind.
"I must not bring it back to share with them."
"Obtaining it, I will achieve eternity, immortality, limitless power, as long as I worship my god..."
Evil and mad mutterings echoed in their ears.
With a scream, the mortal inside the Divine Level mecha’s cockpit began to mutate under the telekinesis wave.
Unlike the technology system’s dark matter corpses, the technology does not cultivate the soul, so their bodies cannot be influenced by the telekinesis wave.
But the corpses of extraordinary powerhouses not only resurrect and revive on the spot, their remains can also seduce minds, mutating them into their kind.
Ah!!!
After the scream, inside the mecha, the mecha master quickly transformed into a multicolored ancient dragon.
This ancient dragon began to control the mecha, holding the external longsword, with a look of delight:
"Such powerful strength, I have transformed from a mortal to a being of longevity. I injected several gene longevity potions, but my lifespan was only one or two thousand years, and now..."
Roar!
This guy seemed to have completely fallen into a fanatical believer, and soon holding the dark matter weapon, attacked his own patrol team.
Three days later.
The mecha masters in this patrol team all turned into ancient dragons, with hundreds of members fanatically worshiping that ancient sword.
"To welcome the return of the god!"
"Open the hole!"
"Open more voids!"
The dark matter longsword began to appear in various places.
A few years later, continually seducing hearts, he turned dozens of patrol teams and tens of thousands of Divine Level mecha masters into the ancient dragon race.
"Hahahaha!"
Outside, Tang Xia laughed wildly, "That second-generation emperor bullied me for being without support in the cosmos, unable to enter... Now I have created a bunch of mutated kin, going back to seize power, reclaim my empire!"
A few days later.
Tang Xia commanded hundreds of thousands of Divine Level armies in the cosmos to attack his old home base, successfully killing the arrogant and shameless second-generation emperor to seize power back.
And he also discovered that this method was quite effective.
No effort required, just mutate their patrol teams; they were all Elite Level!
After mutation, the members of the environmental protection organization, who originally closed the holes, began to become part of their fist race, punching holes everywhere, destroying the environment.
Overall, the entire fist shrimp clan was developing and progressing rapidly.
Meanwhile.
The Rights Council began to be thoroughly anxious because too many holes were opened.
Li Qing’s minecart was not mining; tens of millions of super space-time minecarts, along with the created fist shrimp race, were crazily opening holes everywhere.
At the same time, each era’s subspace Divine Upper civilization sealed outside prisons began to jailbreak wildly, hitting them back, and also teamed up with Li Qing to open holes, causing trouble.
With too many holes, they couldn’t manage anymore.
In history, the subspace Divine Upper levels accumulated have mostly returned; these miscellaneous fish were far more numerous than imagined.
Rights Council.
"Damn it, our army is not enough."
"Too many, too many, even the Dark Matter Alliance outside, who has been opposed to us for years, has begun to crazily plunder the planet’s matter!"
Spread too thin, the era is restless and unstable, an unprecedented great catastrophe.
A deep sense of powerlessness welled up inside them, to protect the country, to protect this world... Was it really that difficult to pass on the torch?
And at this moment, new news came:
"What, those patrol teams were bewitched by some unknown means?"
"Told to close space wormholes everywhere, now they are opening holes everywhere? Have they gone mad? Why do such ridiculous things?"
