Chapter 60 Three Days Ago

I understand.

They are pure evil people.

The Supreme God curled his lips in a very human way, and sneered to express his displeasure.

But they both knew that the fight could not continue.

Not only because the false god had been forced to evolve after suffering a heavy blow, his vitality was greatly damaged.

The M31 galaxy has also been beaten by this really super-model war. If there is another wave of turmoil, it may collapse completely. Even for the sake of the creatures in the M31 galaxy, this cannot be done.

The two sides looked at each other, and the false god grinned, as if he was sure that the Lord God would not dare to attack again.

"Look, I've said before that you shouldn't worry so much about human civilization," the monster with long golden hair flowing down like a waterfall said softly, "If you have soft spots, you have weaknesses... A supreme being shouldn't have such things, right?"

"Oh... Of course, if you just want to have fun..."

"Silence."

The Supreme God's eyebrows revealed a trace of annoyance, and he spoke directly.

The rules were suppressed in an instant, blocking all the sounds when the other party opened his lips. The blond adult pseudo-god pressed his Adam's apple, but he was not angry, just smiled self-centeredly and stickily.

He opened his arms and fell backwards. Thousands of sticky purple tentacles and arms extended from the deep purple wriggling pupils behind him, wrapping around his body from behind and completely sinking into the rift.

Before leaving, his golden hair raised up thousands of bright tips like poisonous anemones, and he smiled lightly at the Supreme God.

The undisguised malice and sticky possessiveness were almost shocking at this moment.

Like a shell or a pearl oyster, the rift closed and completely disappeared from the sky.

The aurora slowly faded, and the sky returned to its original color, as if the haze that had been shrouding the M31 galaxy all day had finally been lifted.

The Supreme God took a deep breath, turned around, and looked at this planet full of holes and frozen in time.

Smoke, ruins, and flames that solidified like holographic projections. Thick smoke rolled out from somewhere in the battle fleet, and the puppets on the street below stared blankly at the sky with their mouths wide open, frozen in a blind state. Blood dripped onto the ground, and crushed ruins could be seen everywhere.

The entire planet was on the verge of destruction.

Indeed, the impact caused by the gods could not be repaired - even false gods had the same characteristics. If you want to repair it directly, it is difficult for even the Supreme God to operate.

Moreover, the entire M31 galaxy is already on the verge of collapse, and the large number of puppets created by the false god have also brought immeasurable damage to the Federation.

Even if it can be completely repaired, the public opinion on the star network and the power turmoil in the surrounding galaxies are enough to make the top leaders suffer.

And those damaged and fallen warships and the officers and guards who died in the battle...

"It's okay."

The Supreme God bent down softly and comforted the wailing planet so gently: "It's okay, I'm here."

If it can't be repaired, it will be directly erased from the root.

She is God.

God's will cannot be violated, and God's orders cannot be questioned.

Fu Jiao opened his arms towards the end of all chaos and disorder, his figure gradually morphed into a vaster, more massive existence. The highest and most brilliant divine wings in the universe were fully opened, like an embrace at the beginning of the source of life, along with the initial data and text that constituted this world, being held in the palm of the god's hand extremely gently.

Under the grand and brilliant light, time began to be reprogrammed.

It was like a long river that had been flowing downstream since ancient times, and under the guidance of the god, it finally had a moment of reverse flow.

Under the extreme, brilliant, and glorious divine power, everything began to move backwards like a rewinding film. In the rewinding time, the fallen battleships and airships rose high into the sky again, and the rubble of the collapsed and destroyed high-rise buildings began to be reassembled in a chaotic and orderly manner. The time period of the war was completely deleted from the universe and time. At the same time, the huge electronic clock hanging in the center of the spare battleship hall began to move backwards like a program error, and the numbers convulsed and jumped, and the dates flashed and re-arranged.

Finally, it stopped three days ago.

The time of the entire universe was reversed to three days ago.

...

Three days ago, the timeline was still before the false gods officially invaded.

The institute was bustling with activity. Interns followed the researchers closely in the crowd. Each department was working on its own project. Some were so angry that they were about to fight with their team members.

At the same time, in the special treatment chamber on the top floor, the instruments suddenly shook and vibrated.

The treatment chamber stopped working with a hum. The sudden explosion of energy caused even the indoor light bulbs to explode. The whole floor suddenly fell into a blackout.

The students outside the door were buzzing around like headless flies. The researcher who came to repair the room patted the energy valve in confusion with a flashlight in his mouth.

——"Strange," he murmured, "there was nothing wrong..."

"Bang!!"

There was a sudden explosion in the special treatment chamber, shocking everyone outside the door, and then the chamber door was suddenly pushed open.

All the light tubes exploded, and the room fell into darkness.

In the darkness, a pair of slightly absent-minded, almost sweaty, brilliant gilded vertical pupils lit up.

"... President!!!"

A student in the crowd screamed: "Why are you here... Isn't the special treatment test chamber still in the maintenance stage!!!"

The crowd gathered in the corridor was in a mess, and chaotic shouting came one after another, which finally made the fully evolved lamp hugging shadow come back to its senses.

His temples swelled with pain, and the Adam's apple of the monster that had completely transformed into a follower twitched thirstily, and he subconsciously sought the Lord's comfort. But in just half a second, Deng Baoying's reason overwhelmed his instincts. He took a deep breath, grasped the door handle with his pale knuckles, and scanned the corridor with some doubt.

He was still wearing a wide black robe, and the special medicine in the treatment chamber on his body was dripping down.

No.

This is not right.

Wasn't the research institute destroyed by more than half? And before he fell into a coma, weren't all the researchers transferred to a safe area?

Why... is it so noisy and crowded?

What's wrong with the M31 galaxy... and the false gods?

The president of the inspection court suddenly appeared in the treatment chamber that was being sealed for maintenance, which really scared a group of people. Before he could react, the director of scientific research on this floor rushed over tremblingly, shouting for someone to notify the dean, while wearing clothes for Deng Baoying with a wry smile.

"Court, president, we will notify the dean that you are here, haha... why didn't you notify us when you came, we thought..."

Deng Baoying hummed lightly, stretched out his hand to pull up his clothes, covering the brilliant red divine pattern from his throat to his collarbone.

As he was completely transformed into a follower, he could feel that his five senses had also undergone subtle changes. Breathing, body temperature, noisy sounds, all seemed to be infinitely amplified at this moment, and he could even hear the sound of blood flowing in the human throat - there was no doubt that he was not a sticky spiritual host follower like a false god, and he did not think that his body would really be completely occupied by instinct.

He just felt... a little itchy.

There were too many people, and he wanted to bite them.

Yeah. That's all.

"Today," Griffin finally spoke after several days, his voice was hoarse and unfamiliar, "What month and date is it?"

"Hmm?" The director of scientific research looked at Deng Baoying's face blankly. The other party was not looking at him, but just drooping his eyelashes. His white-blonde hair, which had grown a lot in the past few days, flowed down, covering his eyebrows and eyes, leaving only the neat lines of his jaw. "Ah, oh oh..."

The director reported a date.

"..."

Deng Baoying's fingertips pressed on the collar of his clothes and turned white due to the slight force. He raised his head and looked at the light bulb that exploded on the ceiling.

The time is wrong.

Now is before everything happened.

*

In the dean's office, the mist-covered clothes were against his chin, and the completely obsolete electronic clock on his desk was on the desk.

The high-tech electronic watch, developed with special metal and infused with electricity and mercury, was shattered silently on the table. Xuelu picked up a sharp piece of the shard and examined it carefully, or perhaps he subconsciously wanted to find something to do with himself.

"You mean, after a battle in which the Inspectorate and the Institute were almost wiped out and Lynx almost died, the Lord God went back to the time of the entire universe?"

"At the same time... you are no longer human now?"

Deng Baoying said coldly: "Do I look like I'm joking?"

Wu Fuyi folded the documents and put them on the table, pulling the corner of his mouth: "You don't look like a joker, but your words do sound a bit... well, unusual."

The Great Lion Vulture nodded slightly and calmly drank a sip of hot tea - to be honest, Wu Fuyi's tea is indeed good. Most of the tea cakes that can be stored in his office are rare treasures.

The bones and flesh suddenly made a creaking sound that made people's teeth ache. The whole normal, handsome head suddenly changed, and was wrapped in countless seemingly soft but actually sharp feathers, twisting into a monster head with blood-red horns and several golden flame-like vertical pupils.

The teacup next to the mist-covered hand exploded in an instant, and the warm tea splashed all over the table. The indoor alarm sounded abruptly.

"This way, it seems more convincing."

The monster with a sharp beak like an eagle opened its mouth, revealing fine and dense sharp teeth, and smiled politely.

Mist Covered Clothes: "..."

Ten minutes later, the students who were called in hurriedly cleaned up the dean's office and urgently moved away the light screen and equipment that were soaked by water.

The two successors stood in the corridor of the dean's office, watching the students greet them tremblingly and then leave. The hamster student Raines in Mist Covered Clothes even quietly stole a bag of tea biscuits from the teacher, but the latter smiled and pinched the back of his neck and vomited it out of his cheek pouch, sobbing and running away.

The dean withdrew his hand, crossed his arms and watched the students fleeing with an unchanged smile: "This set of equipment is worth 300,000 star coins, comrade presiding judge, is it paid from the public funds of the inspection court? I will give you the bill later."

"...I will sign a check for you later," Deng Baoying, who had regained his tall and handsome figure, stood with Wu Fuyi, his expression was still calm, and he didn't seem to care. "In short, I just want you to know the current situation more clearly."

"Really?" Wu Fuyi forced a smile, "Then I really thank you."

"It's a piece of cake." Deng Baoying followed suit and nodded slightly.