(Please subscribe and flowers.) "I want water." So Liu Feng was washed away by the water, and then Liu Feng shouted in horror: "Enough, enough." Liu Feng sat in the void, thinking hard for a moment and then said

: "Give me a little fire." A huge fire burned into the sky not far from him, so Liu Feng finally became excited: "I want cigars, sports cars, castles, red wine, beautiful women, servants...

....." The expected scene did not appear. Regarding Liu Feng's requirements, this place seemed to be a prison. Only basic requirements were guaranteed, and other luxuries were not provided. Liu Feng tried hard for a long time, and gradually grasped the situation.

After observing some rules, only the most basic primitive substances appear here. As long as they are synthesized, they cannot appear.

So Liu Feng began to create. There should be light and darkness here. The time of light is twelve hours, and then darkness replaces light. Twelve hours later, light replaces darkness again, and so on. So, darkness and light began.

Twenty-four hours after the alternating appearance, Liu Feng stood up excitedly, pointing and said: "Everything in the world should be turbid, it is for wontons." Then turbid objects began to appear in the space: "The heavy ones gradually fell, forming soil.

, the turbidity rose into the sky, forming clouds and sky." Then changes occurred again. I don't know how long it took, this space began to look like the beginning of the world. Liu Feng continued excitedly: "The land can breed all things, but

But we need water. Water is the mother of all things, so let it rain. Let it rain for a hundred days." After a hundred days, oceans were formed in some places and lakes were formed in some places. Liu Feng continued like a god:

"There must be trees, flowers and plants, and animals." This time, the animals Liu Feng wanted did not appear, only trees and flowers appeared.

Liu Feng was feeling strange and wanted to try to make this world produce single-celled animals. Suddenly a hole opened in the sky and he was swallowed in. After he entered, he still saw darkness, endless darkness, so,

Liu Feng yelled angrily; "Damn it, uncle, I don't have time to repeat what I said above. Whatever I think in my mind, you will turn it into whatever I want?" Ever since, the rumbling sounds continued, darkness and light appeared, just a few

As he breathed, the entire space became exactly like the space above. Liu Feng opened his mouth and laughed: "Is this right? Hey, no, isn't this an animal?" A flash of light flashed in Liu Feng's head,

Then he said with sudden enlightenment; "It turns out that this is related to the eight levels of the soul wizard. The first level controls nature, and nature can create metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, but cannot create life. The second level controls life, so that nature can create

give birth to life

Liu Feng suddenly became excited. After creating all the characters from the cartoons he had watched when he was a child, he was absorbed into another space. However, in this space, there was no darkness, only bubbles, some white and some.

There were black ones, two-color ones, and multi-color ones and colorful ones. Liu Feng touched it curiously, and a bubble exploded. After Liu Feng boringly opened dozens of bubbles, he felt it was boring, so he squatted on the ground and started thinking: "Control."

Space? Control space? Is it possible? That small bubble is space." Liu Feng hurriedly took a few steps, stared at the bubble with his eyes, and looked carefully. He was suddenly shocked. There was a complete world in that bubble.

, there is even life. Doesn't that mean that he destroyed countless creatures with just a few random moves: "Sin, sin, hey, I killed a living being. I'm really sorry." In fact, Liu Feng was overthinking. In this space,

, everything is his imagination, none of it is real, just like a prison, sealing his consciousness inside until he can't extricate himself. Strictly speaking, it can't be said to be a seal, but rather, he doesn't want to come out.

After all, he was an omnipotent god there, but when he came out, he was nothing. He knew many disasters but was helpless.

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On the central altar of Lost Paradise, an astonishingly large pot and stove is cooking soul-refining soup. The strange aroma fills the surroundings of the pot and stove. The great witches are lining up one by one, preparing to drink the soul-refining soup. People are watching from a distance.

, shedding sad tears, they all knew that this group of great witches would leave them today. In order to protect this land, they would give up their lives and even souls and become sacrifices, ranging from the great witch king to the one who had just gained a little ability.

All the great witches are like this. Even the thirteen great witch masters cannot avoid drinking the soul refining soup. That is the god who protects them.

The Soul Refining Soup is a kind of evil secret technique researched by the Soul Witch. It uses tens of millions of beast souls and blood as a guide, adds hundreds of poisonous drugs from the world of fertility, and finally refines it.

Vicious drugs, this kind of drug, for ordinary people, will cause death, but fortunately, ordinary people will not have their souls devoured at least. But it is different for the great witch. As long as he drinks the soul refining soup, all his energy and spirit will be destroyed.

All will be forcibly transformed by the soul-refining soup, and even the physical body will be forcibly condensed into witch seals by the soul-refining soup, embodied witch seals. Each of these witch seals is different, and each one has its own effect. Therefore, the great witch who drinks the soul-refining soup

, no matter how powerful they are, they are all bound to die. Their souls will also be sealed in the condensed witch seal of the body. Once the witch seal is destroyed, the soul of the great witch will disappear immediately.

Qiu Shiran stood on the altar, having put on white sacrificial clothes, silently looking at the millions of great witches in the square. This is the last essence of the great witches. If they all die, the great witches will truly cut off their bloodline. Now

The defense of Lost Paradise has been taken over by the great witches who have created a large number of blood guards. These great witches can go to their deaths with peace of mind.

Qiu Shiran glanced at the big witch in the square, just like a king looking at his army: "You are all good, and you are worthy of the word witch. Now, go to death. I am proud of you. Don't worry, wait."

After I finish everything, I will accompany you and we will die together."

The great witches knelt down on one knee one by one, drew a triangle on their chests with their index fingers, and said loudly: "We are willing to follow the footsteps of the witches to death and become your right-hand man, the king. Please make our death worthwhile, king."

"Yes, you will all be valuable, I promise, because it is precisely because of your sacrifice that we have the future of mankind. You have protected your attachments, your relatives, your lovers, and the land you love, although it will be beyond recognition.

But I, the fifth-generation great wizard king Qiu Shiran, will never disappear just like that. I promise you."

"Thank you, King, for stabbing me to death. We are all honored."

"Master Yi, please come out," Qiu Shiran said softly to Yi, who was wearing a bloody robe.

Yi took three steps forward and stood silently in front of Qiu Shiran: "Does the king need me to be the first to die?"

"I hope you will survive, because you have become an unpredictable variable in the future, so you must survive."

Yi raised his eyebrows and gritted his teeth as he said, "I'm sorry, Your Majesty. Since ancient times, there has never been a war witch who has deserted. As the master of the war witch palace, I cannot desert. Please choose someone else!"

I would rather die on this battlefield"

Qiu Shiran shook his head with a wry smile: "There are some things that I cannot reveal to you for the time being, as that will affect the future trajectory. Believe me, your king has a purpose in letting you live because one day in the future, the witch will need to pick you up.

The rebirth of the hand is not a deserter. The great witch's grave also needs you to protect it. These are very important. You don't want someone to dig up the great witch's grave in the future."

"But Your Majesty, without me as the witch master, the seal will inevitably be incomplete, and I'm afraid it will cause endless variables."

Qiu Shiran looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "A complete seal is not perfect. You don't think that our great witch is a soft persimmon and can only shrink his head." At this point, Qiu Shiran's eyes suddenly burst out with the light of gold and gravel: "We

The Great Witch will one day leave this universe and cause trouble for the Meiya Protoss. No matter how long it takes, no matter how many eras pass by, the Meiya Protoss must pay the price for what he has done today."

Yi is a genius among war witches, and he is also a witch whose fighting power is second only to Qiu Shiran. The reason why he has achieved what he has today is because after learning the information about the Meiya Protoss, he began to train himself desperately, not talking, not eating, and giving up.

All in all, he tried his best to pursue him to fight in the witchcraft realm. This also made him, who used to be more talkative, become more and more taciturn. After he felt more serious in his heart, he knelt on one knee in front of Qiu Shiran and solemnly said: "I obey your orders.

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At this time, the aroma of the soul-refining soup became more and more fragrant. Qiu Shiran smelled the aroma floating in the air, endured the pain and shouted: "The spirit of the witch is immortal, so now I invite you to die and take the initiative to arrange

Let’s form three teams and come up one by one to drink a bowl of soul-refining soup. Good luck, everyone.” After saying this, Qiu Shiran turned his head silently and stopped looking. Even his five senses were closed, because he couldn’t bear to part with the essence of these great witches.

He was afraid that he would take back the order, and then he would really lose, lose to the way of heaven, lose to the Meiya Protoss, and all human beings would be exterminated. Without any luck, without human beings, witches would have no meaning and necessity in existence.

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Chapter completed!