I Have A City In An Alternate World Chapter 2171 - 2171 The story of the indigenous gods (1)

Chapter 2171 - 2171 The story of the indigenous G.o.ds (1)

2171 The story of the indigenous G.o.ds (1)

The beautiful dream shattered, and what followed was complete madness.

The crazed Firerock forefather began to attack Tang Zhen and the others with all his might in an attempt to kill them all.

“It’s all mine, everything here is mine. All of you, go to h.e.l.l!”

He roared while attacking, completely disregarding his own life.

Under such circ.u.mstances, Tang Zhen took the initiative to block patriarch Firerock while Zhao datou and the others entered the pa.s.sage first.

Tang Zhen’s purpose of staying behind was naturally to obtain information from the Firerock ancestor. However, he did not expect that this fellow would become so difficult to deal with after going crazy.

Just as Tang Zhen gained the upper hand, the group of patriarchs from the giant city followed closely behind. He could only give up on his previous plan and prepare to attack after entering the forbidden extinction Palace.

In the end, he had made a mistake and allowed patriarch Firerock to escape once again.

It could only be said that patriarch Firerock’s luck was pretty good, as he had managed to avoid two fatal situations in a row. However, patriarch Firerock did not care about this.

All he could think about now was the inheritance and treasures of the indigenous G.o.ds, especially when a group of patriarchs had arrived. This made him even more anxious.

As he mumbled something that no one could understand, he flew through the divine Hall of abstinence, frantically destroying all kinds of artifacts in the buildings.

Such a huge commotion would inevitably attract the attention of others. During this period, some old ancestors had accidentally encountered him.

However, after seeing the state of the Firerock patriarch, the patriarchs of the megacity all quietly dodged to avoid being entangled by this madman.

Anyone could see that there was something wrong with the Firerock patriarch’s mental state, and it was very likely that he had already gone into Qi deviation.

As Firerock patriarch searched and destroyed, he unknowingly came to the depths of the divine Hall, a s.p.a.ce without any light.

The moment he entered, the light of stars began to appear around him, followed by a vast and spectacular star map of the universe.

The deranged Firerock patriarch suddenly quieted down and stared at the scene in front of him.

In the star map, there was a most eye-catching spot of light. This spot of light was constantly enlarging, as if it was getting closer and closer to the ground from s.p.a.ce.

Mountains, rivers, cities, and towns appeared in front of him one after another.

Finally, the scene stopped at a remote mountain village. Then, a thin, weak, and Fair Youth appeared in front of the Firerock patriarch.

The young man lived a quiet life, hunting with the hunters and collecting herbs in the mountains. His days were as calm as water.

“This is Yingluo?”

The madness in Firerock patriarch’s eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by shock and unconcealable joy.

The quiet and peaceful small mountain village had turned into a living h.e.l.l in the blink of an eye. It looked extremely tragic.

The Firerock ancestor’s expression was calm. He had seen this kind of scene too many times, and he had even created it more than once, so he had long become accustomed to it.

Behind the withered tree next to the village, the teenager who had arrived a little later witnessed the entire process of the village being destroyed. His body trembled, and tears silently flowed down his face.

After the bandits left, the young man walked out from behind the withered tree and dragged the corpses of the villagers with great difficulty, piling them up in the ditch.

The young man wanted to bury the body. Otherwise, it wouldn’t take long for wild beasts and flies to ruin the body.

Throughout the entire process, the young man’s face was numb, as if all his tears had run dry.

With the last of his strength, the young man finally buried all the bodies. Then, he sat quietly beside the grave for a long time.

After drinking up the remaining wine in the broken jar, the young man carried an axe and carried the bow and arrow ropes left by the hunters on his back. He then went into the forest without looking back.

Looking at the young man’s expression, it was clear that he had made up his mind to avenge the dead villagers.

The teenager had finally found the hiding place of the bandits after much difficulty. Then, he was like a hungry wolf hiding in the dark, silently waiting for the opportunity to make his move.

Finally, one day, the young man seized the opportunity and put the poison he had concocted into the bandits ‘food.

The bandits didn’t know that. By the time they realized something was wrong, the poison in the food had already started to take effect.

One after another, the most vicious bandits screamed to death while holding their stomachs. Those who survived had dark purple faces and were rolling on the ground.

The young man hid in the dark and looked coldly at the bandits, who were wailing and struggling like an emotionless stone.

When most of the bandits had been poisoned to death and there were only a few left, the young man hiding in the dark suddenly made his move.

He used the poisoned arrows to attack the remaining bandits, killing them one by one.

Then, the young man cut off the heads of the bandits, tied them up with ropes, and slowly dragged them back to the mountain village.

When he returned to the mountain village that had been reduced to ruins, the young man placed the long-rotten heads beside the grave to pay tribute to the dead villagers.

Then, the young man left the village and walked out of the mountain.

The next scene was like an edited movie. The youngster had been to countless places and experienced battle after battle.

The enemies were getting stronger and stronger. Many times, the young man had barely survived, but his strength was constantly increasing.

Finally, one day, the young man reached the peak, and no one in the world was his match.

By chance, the young man found out that there was an even wider world outside, and that the plane he was in was just an insignificant existence in the vast void.

Soon, the young man embarked on a new journey. He entered one dimension after another, leaving behind countless legends.

After an unknown number of years, the young man stepped into the level of a creator. He chose a location in the void and built his own divine Kingdom.

However, the young man was still not satisfied. He knew that there were higher realms and more powerful dimensions.

He still wanted to continue exploring and become a true ultimate existence.

As a result, he was severely injured this time and almost lost his life. He had to hide in his G.o.d Kingdom in a sorry state.

His body was severely injured, and those injuries were manifested in the divine Kingdom. All kinds of monsters began to appear in the originally peaceful divine Kingdom.

The young man, who had become a G.o.d, thought of a way. He returned to the plane he had been to and showed his miracles again and again, starting to ma.s.s-produce fanatical believers.

After the rules of the plane had been modified, as long as the believers met the standards, they would enter the divine Kingdom through the set transmission channel.

The role of these believers was to help clear out the monsters in the G.o.d Kingdom and prevent the G.o.d Kingdom from collapsing.

When everything was deployed, he once again headed to the place where he had been seriously injured, ready to fight again.

Unfortunately, he failed again.

After enduring the pursuit, the young man finally returned to the divine Kingdom and fell into a long sleep.

After watching the entire process, Firerock patriarch didn’t need to guess to know that this was the life experience of a native G.o.d.

Just as he was getting excited and felt that he was getting closer and closer to the inheritance, a voice suddenly came from the void.

“Sir Tang Zhen, this is my story. I wonder what you think?”

Patriarch Firerock, who was immersed in ecstasy, slowly turned around with his eyes wide open.

It turned out that not far behind him stood a loud voice. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he held a saber that glinted coldly in his hand.