Transcendent Dawn Chapter 760: Preaching

The continent of Laplace.

This is a land with a round sky over a thousand kilometers long and wide.

In its center, there is a huge mountain named ‘Kimonde’ by Sulu. His residence and research institute are located here.

In a laboratory full of science fiction made of metal casting.

Sulu was lying on the easy chair, and in front of him were scenes from the Laplace continent: "When the first life Montage appeared, from the soup of life, one after another mythical life emerged. , There are the flying'Avit', the flame manipulating'Flem', and other strange creatures. Unfortunately... they are all single creatures and do not form a group. And their strength is equivalent from birth The myth-level professional at Tier 6 is already very good..."

The sixth-order myth is the limit of race potential.

Becoming a **** in the future depends not on blood, but on self-understanding, or the favor of [the Creator], granting domain and authority.

"Laplace, Propgate, and Atmersfield are three exceptions..."

Sulu has discovered the limits of his creator (pseudo).

Because his rank is only 9, he splits the authority at most, creating an eighth rank of true god.

In any case, it is impossible to directly create another ninth-level master-level god!

"Similarly, the true [Creator] may be able to directly create a ninth-order master, but absolutely cannot create another [creator]... and once a tenth-order existence is cultivated in its own world, Represents some kind of breakthrough?"

"So, my goal now is to cultivate a ninth-tier master **** in my own world?"

"Speaking of...I don't know at all, what is the potential of my creations..."

The creator cannot afford the price of promoting all the gods, so they can only let them realize the breakthrough.

Of course, to promote several demigods, they still have that ability.

Sulu's eyes fell and saw the first ‘eldest son’, Montage.

……

Puff!

Montage is wrapping a three-headed murloc with his thick tentacles.

Its large number of suckers are piercing into the opponent's body, releasing violent toxins.

Although they are all brothers and sisters who came out of the soup of life, they all seem to have inherited a trace of chaos from the devil. They are very aggressive and like to hunt each other and swallow.

"I...Montage...the strongest..."

After the three-headed murloc gave up struggling, all of Montic's tentacles squirmed together, and a roar of soul fluctuations sounded from the sky.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

In the sky, a creature resembling a pterosaur with black feathers on its surface passed by, making a disapproving sound.

It is the aviator'Avit', whose head is watching Montage's every move, trying to **** its prey.

Natural selection, survival of the fittest.

This world is full of savage and ignorant primitive laws everywhere.

Just as the war was about to start.

A voice came into the minds of Avit and Montic.

"Come...Central...Holy Mountain!"

This is a unique language. Maybe they don’t have the concept of ‘language’, only simple soul fluctuations, but it does not hinder the understanding of the meaning.

And in this voice, there is a unique power that makes all the ancient rulers stop fighting and eating.

The strong desire makes them scramble to fly or crawl to the source of the sound-the huge mountain standing in the middle of the Laplace continent!

The flying ‘Avit’ was the first to arrive.

It saw the metal hall, and in front of the hall, a humanoid ‘ugly’ creature.

The other party has no convenient wings, no bright feathers, and a very small body.

But the next moment, the creature just glanced at it, and the huge pressure fell, causing Avit to crawl on the ground and waited quietly.

Sulu sat on the marble plate and waited for seven days and nights.

Of course, this world has no concept of day and night at this time, but He has his own way of calculation.

Immediately, he looked around his eyes and sighed.

Under his feet, there has been a circle of monsters creeping:

Pterosaurs with black feathers, octopus monsters with arms and legs, squirming flesh, evil eyes with black hair all over, and a burning flame...

‘Look at it...how come it’s a bunch of crooked melons and split dates...’

'Their life template is not perfect enough, they may collapse at any time, and they don’t know what their potential is... At this time, if I let my petitioner or even Ms. Glory reincarnate, I will not help them, but harm them. It's...'

‘Maybe... I should intervene, such as designing a few human templates? ’

Sulu sighed secretly, covering his forehead.

Immediately, he scanned a circle with majesty, and slowly said: "I am the original creator!"

No need to say more.

In just one sentence, the concepts of ‘language’, ‘creator’, etc. have been directly passed into every soul who listens to life.

This original language, with its own sacred attributes, has become the first and oldest "word of God"!

"Today, I call you to come, give you wisdom, and preach for you!"

The so-called ‘Tao’! Naturally it is a cultivation system.

These creatures are uniquely endowed by nature, and they are born at the level of mythology. Sulu wants to see if they can become gods after they learn to practice.

"The road to transcendence, first of all lies in enlightenment..."

Sulu talked about it on his own, regardless of other things.

Many ignorant creatures have just turned on their wisdom, they are ignorant and don't know the passage of time.

"Go and practice yourselves, and wait until the holy mountain shines, then come up and listen..."

After a hundred years passed, Sulu waved his hand and sent all the creatures down Kermond Mountain.

The huge light immediately blocked the mountain, and no creature could continue to climb.

"Follow... your will, the original... Creator!"

The ancient rulers made intermittent voices~IndoMTL.com~ glanced at each of them and chose different directions to leave.

They dare not kill under the holy mountain, which is undoubtedly a blasphemy to the Creator.

At this time, the creator was scratching his forehead helplessly: "A group of mentally retarded, idiots... It turns out that idiots have turned on wisdom, and they are still idiots!"

He has been patiently teaching for more than a hundred years, and he feels that these guys are still beasts, and there is not much change, especially on the extraordinary road!

Sulu was in tears because of their ignorance.

"Perhaps...should I change the way?"

He touched his chin, and he was thinking: "Of course...At the same time, he must prepare for the second hand..."

……

‘The ancient rulers appeared, listened to the call of the original creator, and came to the sacred mountain Kermond, and were given wisdom by the creator—the second chapter of the ancient Suru myth. ’