Somewhere in the super plane, in the mist that contains the origin of God, huge figures are wandering around.
The aura of terror emanated from their bodies, full of violence and ferocity, as if they wanted to destroy everything in the world.
If you observe carefully, you will find that these terrifying and huge figures are not innate gods.
They come from the outside world and are completely different from the innate gods. It seems more appropriate to call them demons.
This is the real devil, which brings together all kinds of evil and evil.
These trolls hate life and worship death, and their only thought when seeing the gods is to kill them.
Such a deformed and twisted existence cannot possibly occur naturally. It is obviously created under human guidance.
Trolls are actually outsiders, they have mutated and evolved to the extreme, and they are kings among mutants.
The ultimate mutant is located in the center, and there are many advanced mutants wandering around the periphery. They also possess terrifying strength.
There are an extremely large number of high-level mutants, and each one has a strange shape and a strong ominous aura.
It is similar to the power of rules, but there are many differences.
The rules of the super plane are firm, and the ominous aura will definitely not have an impact. However, if it were to be in other low-level worlds, it would be very likely to be affected by the ominous aura.
Wherever advanced mutants pass, they may suffer horrific disasters.
This is a moving natural disaster. Even if you do nothing, you can cause chaos in the world.
If one day, advanced mutants appear in other worlds, the consequences will be unimaginable.
Just walking around in a circle can destroy the world, and it may take a long time to recover.
In the more peripheral areas, there are mid- to low-level mutants.
There are more of them, almost uncountable, and most of them maintain their original racial characteristics.
The reason is that the evolution time is too short and a complete transformation has not been completed.
But even so, it still cannot be underestimated.
Regardless of such a huge number, the strength alone is enough to dominate the small world.
The mutants gathered together are still evolving and getting stronger every moment.
Compared with innate gods, mutants take shortcuts and can obtain more powerful power, but they also pay a heavy price for this.
But it doesn't matter, mutants are just ants, tools in the hands of those behind the scenes.
As long as he can exert his value, no matter how much pain he will endure, and how much price he will pay?
Moreover, the process of taking shortcuts also requires the sacrifice of innate gods. In order to achieve these mutants, countless innate gods have become food.
Fortunately, no one cares about this kind of thing. After all, the innate gods are not monolithic. As long as they don't provoke those huge populations, there won't be any danger.
This is how the value of the herders is reflected. With their restraint and command, most accidents can be avoided.
If you turn from the peripheral area to the core, you will see a strange scene, a huge vortex that is constantly rotating.
The vortex is a hundred feet in diameter, more like a devil's eye, and it blinks twice from time to time.
The eyelash-like tentacles are constantly squirming, looking like ferocious venomous snakes and pythons.
Waves of obscure regular fluctuations rippled around one after another, forming something like clouds and mist.
The clouds and mist are absorbed by the mutants, allowing them to continuously increase their strength and automatically upgrade while lying still.
No wonder mutants gathered here because of this devil's eye.
A burst of noise came, attracting the attention of the wandering mutants, who all looked into the distance.
Groups of mutants are rushing in one after another, driven by the herding monks.
After arriving at the outer area, the mutants began to divide and go to different areas according to different strengths.
The vast majority of mutants are only in the primary stage and stay in the outermost areas.
Only a very small number of mutants are lucky enough to advance to a higher level of existence.
There is basically no possibility of the emergence of the ultimate mutant in a complete state, and must be cultivated and furthered here.
The existing ultimate mutants are all cultivated by the eyes of the devil and are truly hardcore slaves.
The guardian of the Devil's Eye is always wandering around, determined not to leave even half a step.
The herding monks completed the mission and soon received rewards from the Devil's Eye. The improvement in strength made them intoxicated and they couldn't wait to carry out the next wave of missions.
But I don’t want to think about how there are so many benefits in the world. Obtaining often means greater efforts.
While herding mutants, you are also herding yourself.
Perhaps some herding monks have realized that the situation is wrong, but have no choice at all.
Mutants are pitiful creatures, and they are helping others to do evil, and they will not end well.
Near the Devil's Eye, there are figures squatting one after another, practicing with the help of the power of rules.
When monks practice, if they follow the rhythm of practice by strong people, they will get unexpected gains and their efficiency will be doubled.
Such good things are not easy to obtain because there is a huge possibility of leaks.
No strong person would allow such a thing to happen, as that would be tantamount to exposing one's destiny.
If the enemy seizes the opportunity and launches a fatal attack, the consequences will be disastrous.
A model of linked practice like this is not impossible. The premise is absolute trust between practitioners.
The most likely possibility is that the two parties sign a contract, and it is still a master-servant symbiosis model.
If one party dies, the other party will also die.
Only with this model can we safely and boldly share our practice without worrying about being harmed.
If you look closely at these figures, you will find that there is a faint mark of the devil's eye between their eyebrows.
If Tang Zhen were here, he would definitely be able to recognize the origins of these monks. They are clearly a group of ancestral stars.
He was originally as panic-stricken as a bereaved dog, but now he is practicing openly and honestly with the innate gods, and is protected by mutants.
The information is indeed correct. The Ancestral Star has cooperated with the innate gods, but it is very likely that it is controlled by others.
During the practice, the devil's eyes blinked continuously, and the ancestral stars immediately responded.
"The Holy Eye sent news that several groups of herders were wiped out, and it seems that they are all related to Tang Zhen."
Hearing this, all the monks frowned.
"This Tang Zhen is really tough. He was chased by the Ancient God King and still managed to escape death!"
The news was related to Tang Zhen, which immediately attracted the attention of the Ancestral Stars. The two parties have been dealing with each other, but every time, the Ancestral Stars suffered.
This time, they want revenge.
"Tang Zhen was lucky last time, but it can't always be like this. This time it will definitely cost him his life!"
One of the ancestors, Xingchen, roared, wishing that Tang Zhen would be shattered into pieces.
There must be a reason for the other party to behave like this. It is very likely that he suffered a big loss at the hands of Tang Zhen.
"According to intelligence, Tang Zhen formed a team with many monks. In addition to a large number of powerful god kings, there seem to be several ancient god kings in the team!"
Xingchen, the ancestor who clamored to kill Tang Zhen, was slightly startled when he heard this, and then fell into silence.
If Tang Zhen were to go it alone, he would most likely be able to kill him. After all, a good tiger cannot defeat a pack of wolves.
But if you rely on the Ancient God King, things will become very difficult.
With their current strength, if they want to challenge the Ancient God King, they are simply trying to beat an egg against a stone.
"No need to worry, there will be several ancient god kings going there together, trying to expel each other from the country.
As for Tang Zhen, he will definitely die this time!"