A single thought spreads across the ocean, and everything comes and goes in a blink of an eye.

A flash of ten thousand years, a moment of eternity.

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The universe is vast, and countless lives are living in it.

The life and death of people, the withering and prosperity of trees, the vicissitudes of mountains and seas, the birth and death of planets, and the changes in the universe.

There is no comparability with each other, and there is no concept of mutual understanding.

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In the vast starry sky, countless powerful beings are also competing for the right to survive and pursuing the path to eternal life.

Countless stars form a galaxy, and in the void of this galaxy, there is a fairy with fluttering clothes, an eternal existence, elegant and misty.

She wanders, walks, and goes back and forth in the universe. Because of her existence, her divine power is emitted, and the starlight in this galaxy becomes bright and dazzling.

As the fairy becomes more powerful, more and more cosmic dust is attached to it. Slowly, the dust condenses into a ball. With the power of the fairy, it slowly transforms into stars, joining the galaxy and surrounding it.

Around the fairy, it slowly rotates and shines.

And on the new stars formed by the dust of the universe, life slowly appeared as time passed.

Propagating and passing on from generation to generation.

Fairies are still wandering in the universe, constantly coming into contact with other powerful beings, fighting, escaping, confronting, or forming alliances.

And all of this, the lives on the countless planets that exist depending on fairies know nothing about it.

They (it, him, it) are trying hard to survive, hard to reproduce, hard to compete, and hard to pass on.

They don't know that if the fairy dies one day, the entire galaxy will slowly turn into dust.

They don't know, so they are simple and calculating, complicated and melancholy.

They don't know that their countless generations of life span only one breath of the fairy.

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And all around the fairy, far and near, are full of beings like fairies; to the west, there is a huge wolf, to the east, a ferocious scorpion, and to the south, a huge bear.

Further away, there are countless strange and powerful beings.

Every being is surrounded by a powerful galaxy full of vitality.

They are fighting each other, forming alliances with each other, confronting each other, hunting each other, and relying on each other; in this vast universe, the rules of survival for powerful beings like them are being played out.

The same as the weak and the strong!

In the more distant universe, more stars form a huge ocean.

At the edge of the sea of ​​stars, the light of a galaxy was already very dim.

Because the existence that this galaxy depends on is dead.

In the void, a huge and ferocious beast stood motionless with its head raised.

This was once an extremely powerful being.

The head is like a lion, the tail is like a scorpion, the neck is like a dragon, the limbs are like a bear, and its wings are one bright and one dark, covering the sky.

This is a powerful flying bear.

His eyes were still looking ferociously into the void, and his hands were also making attacking movements.

His body is still radiating the power to support the galaxy.

But his powerful vitality has disappeared.

He is already dead.

But the galaxies that depend on him for existence because of his power still exist.

The beings in the galaxy have no idea that the existence they are attached to has died.

And the planet under their feet will soon be completely scattered into cosmic dust because it has lost its divine power.

They are still developing in full swing.

Either fighting for hegemony, or learning, or intrigues, or intrigues...

In the starry sky not far from him, there was a huge centipede, spreading endlessly in the starry sky, surrounded by a bright and dazzling galaxy.

His whole body emits a strange blue light.

Blue light is constantly eroding Fei Xiong’s galaxy...

Obviously, this centipede is the opponent to kill the flying bear.

And His divine light is also completing the final plunder after killing the opponent.

Fei Xiong stood quietly.

Waiting to disappear.

Waiting to be completely devoured by centipedes.

Or waiting to be replaced by new gods, or surpassed.

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In the Flying Bear Galaxy, on one of the resource stars.

Earth Star!

The two factions have been fighting for more than ten thousand years.

One side believes that good thoughts are the foundation. All living beings have good thoughts. As long as good thoughts are guided, the world will be peaceful and the world will become better and better.

One side believes that evil thoughts are eternal. All living beings are born evil, and the weak are the ones preying on the strong. Even if vegetation develops crown root systems and squeezes out the living space of other vegetation, how much less living beings?

The world is a big battleground, who is nobler than whom?

Ants are still greedy for life, and living things are competing for killing every moment. Who would not kill countless living beings in this world? What kind of saint can you claim to be?

From this, two major camps developed.

Their respective positions and beliefs are firm to the extreme.

Good and evil are not mutually exclusive.

The good side is conducive to governance and maintaining social order.

Therefore, the good side has gradually formed a dominant force over the continent, but the evil side has never disappeared. Moreover, there are also huge forces that have penetrated into every industry in the entire continent.

One side is orthodox and the other is hostile, so they naturally become natural enemies.

One side regards the other side as a serious enemy, while the other side regards the other side as a life-and-death enemy. For countless years, the two camps have faced each other tit for tat, fighting to the death.

But I don’t know when the evil side changed their beliefs and they began to believe in the god Tian Centipede.

And the balance of the battle gradually began to tilt slowly from this moment on...

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A temple in disrepair.

A statue of an indescribable god is enshrined.

It looks like a monster.

The head is like a lion, the tail is like a scorpion, the neck is like a dragon, the limbs are like a bear, and it has double wings.

According to word of mouth from the old people, this is the ancient flying bear god.

No one knows what the Flying Bear God does. In all the legends, there are countless gods, but I have never heard of what the Flying Bear God is responsible for.

Therefore, the incense of the Flying Bear God is extremely bleak.

Now the Wings of the Flying Bear God are all broken, and his tail has been broken several times, leaving only a pimple on the back of his butt.

One of the front paws of his upper limbs was broken off, and his ears were also missing.

One eyeball was gouged out.

It rained heavily.

Seven people took shelter in this ruined temple to escape the heavy rain.

The temple has been in disrepair for a long time. It is raining heavily outside and moderate rain inside, but at least it can still be moved to a clean place.

Then use clothes or something to cover it up, it will be enough to keep you safe.

The rainwater flowing down from the bodies and backs of the seven people merged into the water, carrying a bright red color.

All seven people were seriously injured.

No wonder he was huddled in this small temple, facing such heavy rain, and so seriously injured, and rushing on the road in the heavy rain, I was afraid that he would die within a short time.

The atmosphere was very solemn.

"This mission has made me feel very depressed. I really want to kill all those bastards from the Only Self Orthodox Church..."

One person sighed and broke the silence: "Seventeen thousand people! In these two small towns, not even warriors or ordinary people, not a single one is alive. When I saw the corpses all over the ground, I collapsed on the spot."
To be continued...