Wherever his thoughts spread, that is where he controls. What he thinks is the law of the small world.
He became the collective unconscious beneath the iceberg.
Ideas are the world - the romance of idealists actually exists in reality.
If the things we admire in our ideals really exist in reality and are the origin and basis of the existence of real things, then should reality be called an ideal? Or does the ideal belong to reality?
Look, idealism is actually recognized!
Look, the ideas in your mind can create the world!
The ink-gold feather pen flickered, and Su Mingan opened his eyes, his eyes were like the blazing sun.
——The sun and the sun looked at each other at this moment.
He met Noel's eyes, and those blue eyes showed sadness for a moment.
"despair."
Shan Shuang and others tried their best to stop Noel. Siber's reincarnation authority, Chao Yan's life authority, Shan Shuang's dragon bloodline... made the World Tree make a tearing sound.
The blooming Lycoris radiata, the flowing time, the roaring dragon, and the cast shadows are like burning flames.
"Thump." The sound of footsteps.
The god An, covered in white frost, came over.
His shadow was freely drawn in the firelight, like a beach that slowly recedes and then calms down under the waves.
Noel dealt with everyone else, while Shenming'an dealt with Suming'an.
"Swish!" The golden sword of Alman was held in the hands of the god An. His back was connected to the roots of the world tree, and endless vitality was injected into his body.
"This branch looks like a white tentacle." Su Ming'an took a look and speculated, "After you obtained the authority of 'Observation', your power close to that of a first-level god allowed you to acquire some skill that allows you to share the power of the World Tree?"
"Very correct." Shen Ming An said calmly: "The skill name is 'Symbiosis'."
"Nice skills." Su Mingan said.
"Do you know who the World Tree is?" Shen Ming An suddenly said, "It's someone you would never expect."
"I don't care." Su Mingan said.
He has chosen to transform himself into a tree. The World Tree is something that must be destroyed. No matter who transforms it into a tree, it cannot delay his actions.
"Then, come—"
The god raised his sword.
The tip of the sword pointed at Su Mingan, slightly drooping.
He did not retreat.
"—to continue our unfinished sword fight."
…
This world is made of words.
Words are words, books are words, strawberry shortbread is words, scientific laws are words, people are words, things are words.
By cutting and pasting "Drama Memory Lenses", things can be changed and reasonable logical connections can be created.
It is like an invisible and treacherous net, using every letter and punctuation mark to entangle people in this complex and precise closed system.
Smart people will make use of these words.
"Dang——!" This was the first collision between Su Mingan and Shen Mingan.
When the second-level god who swallowed the "Fun Demon Godhead" clashed with the first-level god who possessed the authority of "observation", of course the former suffered. In particular, Su Mingan was still in the process of transforming into a tree, and most of his power and soul were being transferred to the small world.
He did not confront him head-on, but instead gave a sly smile and threw out a lens with a "clang".
...He was still holding the ball in his hand. Who wanted to fight with the god An Jian?
Smart people should fight using smart methods.
Shenming An alertly turned aside and did not touch it. However, the moment the lens fell to the ground, the surrounding scene suddenly changed——
No longer are the world trees that block out the sky, the sparkling rivers, the roaring dragons, and the flying flowers and leaves.
It was a European-style room. A cat-eared maid was standing in front of the god An, carrying dishes, facing the sword he thrust out.
Shenming An was stunned for a moment, then realized that she had no strength, and subconsciously deflected the sword, passing over her shoulder.
Then, the cat-eared maid punched him in the abdomen.
Feeling a sharp pain, Shenming An lowered his eyes and saw the cunning eyes of the cat-eared maid.
"You use divine power, and I use words." The cat-eared maid spoke silently, her eyes clearly looking at Su Mingan.
…
“Crack!”
[Your drama memory lens "The cat-eared maid's rejection" has been shattered. ]
…
Su Mingan's story immediately dropped from a high of 83 to 69 points as the first drama memory lens shattered.
The story lacks the initial plot and has no beginning or end, which obviously lost its high score.
However, since the decision was made to destroy the World Tree, who cares about these high scores? The only ones who can evaluate these stories are the saved Zhaixing people and Luowasha people, not the lofty outsider World Tree.
This story, which has been painstakingly crafted since the beginning of the copy, this story filled with the blood, tears and struggles of small people, did not become a "work of art" that could be commented on by anyone, but became a "weapon" that stabbed the world.
Originally, it was a gift to the World Tree.
Finally, it is the blade that destroys the World Tree.
The next moment, the second drama memory lens shattered.
“Crack!”
…
[Your drama memory lens "Act 1: Liu Jin's first visit to Hongta Country, the blood clan discusses the game day" has been shattered. ]
[Story rating: 69 → 63]
…
[——It is said that in the year 182 of Genesis, the Emperor of Dragon Valley awakened. He opened his dark golden eyes and announced that all the dragons that had fallen asleep since the Battle of Eden had fully awakened.]
…
——Speaking of which,
——The Emperor of Dragon Valley awakens.
The golden dragon roared, opened its pupils that were brighter than the sun, and looked towards the god An.
“Ouch!!!!!!!”
(End of this chapter)
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