Sulu planted a seed casually.

Before Him, a tender bud broke out of the ground and grew rapidly, turning into an apple tree covered with green leaves.

Above the apple tree, several brilliant golden apples emerged.

There seem to be countless runes and light spots in the core of the fruit, emitting a dazzling light.

“'Dream', 'Arcane', 'Resurrection', 'Hot', 'Book'…”

This is the "field" controlled by the demigod, and something that was a bit useless to Sulu was stripped out by Him.

"Although their IQ is desperate, try again..."

Sulu waved his hand and opened a door to the sacred glory that shrouded the Kymond Mountains.

Soon, the ancient dominators came one after another, crawling before Him, listening to Him telling the extraordinary way.

This time, Sulu talked about how to become a god.

The infinite life and infinite power immediately made all the dominators yearn for it.

At the end, Sulu looked around and smiled: "The secret of becoming a god is in the apple tree... Montice, you are the first dominant of the birth of the world, go and choose one."

Montice was overjoyed and came to the apple tree.

It stretched out its tentacles, spreading one by one among the five apples, and finally grasped the fruits containing the "dream" realm.

Then, Sulu let Avet, the dominant of the sky, step forward, and it chose the 'arcane'.

Flame, the fire dominator who controls the flame, took away the "hot" for granted.

Seeing that three fruits representing the five hopes of becoming gods were picked, the remaining dominators became anxious.

At this time, Sulu pointed his hand and looked at a meat ball composed of countless tentacles: "Rickard, go and take away the 'books' and become the recorder, and you will record all the history."

“Follow your will, the great Creator.”

The brown meat ball stepped forward and took the penultimate fruit.

"Great First Creator..." At this time, a black hideous snake stepped forward: "Please give me the last fruit..."

"Dark Orn..."

Sulu smiled, meaning inexplicably: "This fruit does not belong to you, it belongs to the dark dominant—Inomo!"

“Since your will.”

A monster composed of scorpions and spiders stepped forward and picked the last fruit.

"This only contains the mystery of becoming a god, and I hope you can understand it yourself..."

Sulu looked at Orn: "Now... go down."

The black snake crawled down, its resentful vertical pupils staring at Inomo.

"From today, the Holy Mountain Kymond is closed, and only the true gods can enter!"

Sulu waved his hand and let all the ancient dominators leave, and he plunged into the laboratory.

...

Not long after, he felt a wave of becoming a god.

"Have you taken that step to become a seventh-level existence? Is it Montic?"

Sulu is not surprised by this.

After all, this is the realm He splits out. If he still cannot succeed, it is better to kill him.

What He expects is subsequent development.

Not long after, Avette, Flame, and Rickard became gods one after another.

In particular, Montic and Avit, they first mastered the method of summoning specific creatures from the "Soul of Life" and created their own families.

The relatives who worship water and the relatives who worship sky began to fight fiercely on the continent of Laplace.

Only Inomo had an accident.

It failed to digest the fruit containing the power of "resurrection" and was besieged by a large number of dominators.

In the end, the fruit was taken away by the dark snake Aon, and it became the demigod in the resurrection realm.

Rickard faithfully recorded all this according to Sulu's orders.

Time has passed tens of millions of years.

The family members of the five gods created their own brilliant civilizations. They mastered the skills of firing ceramics and established city-states and countries.

The ethnic group continues to develop and gradually reaches a scale of more than 100,000.

However, a problem gradually emerged, whether it was a newborn or the five gods.

Their strength seems to have a natural shackle and cannot move forward a little further.

The same is true for other ancient dominators.

...

Holy Mountain of Kymond.

In the magnificent palace, five gods rose up to the throne.

"The original Creator...has sealed himself for too long, too long..."

Rickard looked at the door of the laboratory with concern.

"The more critical thing... is us..."

Montic said: "Since we digested the fruit, our strength has not improved at all..."

"Even if we summon family members and build faith, that's the same..." Flame sighed faintly.

"The gods are just beginning...how can we go further?"

Avit asked his own questions.

"Hehe..."

At this time, the dark snake Orn laughed: "Didn't you find out yet?"

"Aoun, what do you want to say?"

Rickard's tone was disgusting.

The four old gods were a little dissatisfied with this abnormally advanced guy.

However, the four of them also had conflicts, and no one wanted to lose both ways with Aoun, so he barely allowed Aoun to enter the Holy Mountain and become a member of the five old gods.

"This world..."

Orn spits out the snake's letter, with a kind of whisper, a kind of bewitching: "It is originally 'constant'! Everything, past, present, future... has a fixed number! We can become God not because of others, but because we have obtained the fruits given by the Creator God..."

"What the hell do you want to say?"

Montice roared.

"If the gods want to go further, perhaps only... the Creator God!" Orn made a low voice.

"Blasphemy!"

Rickard roared, "Orn, you dare to say something more, I swear to kill you!"

"The original Creator... may have been weak, may have been decayed, or may have died..." Orn said in a shocking voice: "Otherwise... why am I blaspheming, but He did not appear to punish me? I suggest that we open the door together..."

"What a blasphemy."

Rickard screamed and objected directly.

"Of course... it's impossible."

Montic said too.

"Then... your highness, we will see you later."

The dark snake smiled, and its figure disappeared.

The meeting of the old god ended unhappily.

But in some secret space, Orn made an excited hissing: "When you come... I know... the supreme temptation... I will show you the true truth! The so-called original Creator is a complete lie..."

...

In the laboratory.

Sulu's face looked slightly ugly: "The experiment failed... Although these dominators have strong strength at birth, their potential is too weak. They seem to be born with a "level" limit. Unless I split the authority to them, they will almost never make progress! And... they seem to have discovered this and actually want to unite me?"

...
Chapter completed!