Chapter 477： Lord

The essence of temperature is the intensity of particle movement.

In previous lives, ordinary people’s cognition meant that the movement of particles could not break the speed of light. Therefore, there is an upper limit for temperature and a lower limit for particles to be completely stationary, the so-called absolute zero.

But in this vast world, the monk's mighty power can break the speed of light, and the temperature has no upper limit, which is a very tyrannical attack method.

There are two ways to increase the temperature of the flame. One is to increase the quality of the moving particles, and the other is to increase the speed of the particles.

The white light in Bai Donglin's eyes flowed, and the perception of will permeated. Based on the calculation of ultra-micro thinking, he probably estimated the details of this transparent fire.

The flame is a plasma state, the mass of each of the countless invisible particles has reached a trillion tons, and the speed of movement is 10,000 by the speed of light!

This is the essence of the transparent sacred fire.

Just imagine, endless, trillion-ton particles are moving wildly at ten thousand times the speed of light. These tyrannical particles condense into a flame. How terrible is its power!

It is no wonder that the corpses of these gods and demons that have lost their will control are so vulnerable, even the living gods and demons cannot withstand the burning of this fire.

Under the mighty power of the Qiankun Ding, the rulers of the gods quickly refined the corpses of the gods and demons. Inside the huge bronze cauldron, two layers of solution are clearly suspended. The lower part is the color of dark gold and the upper part is the color of gold and red. .

"Condensation!"

The gods ruled with solemn expressions, and the two-handed technique was pinched, and the dark gold liquid in the cauldron flowed out. Under the traction of the mighty force of good fortune, it instantly gathered into a huge dark gold monument.

The monument to the God of Destruction throws away the thick square base, the main body is ninety-nine light-years high, on all sides, the top is shrunk into sharp and sharp corners, and the whole is thick and solemn dark gold.

"Battle.net center! Help me!"

hum!

Void tremors, an inexplicable wave descended, the golden-red liquid refined from the blood of the gods and demons, was induced, and slowly flowed down, covering the monument to the gods, and the golden-red-red names began to be engraved quickly on On the body of the stele.

Every human warrior who died in battle has information stored in the database of Battle.net. After endless years, there are countless human races sacrificed on the battlefield of the gods, and only Battle.net can be assisted by the imprint of the battle spirit. , Without missing a record of every human warrior who sacrificed.

Endless names naturally have countless repetitions, but Bai Donglin stared at the golden and red names, perceiving a trace of spirit aura, a little fluctuation of will, and perceiving carefully, a majestic figure clearly appeared in his heart.

In my heart, this is the warrior behind this name, who died before the endless years. Everything has been recorded by Battle.net...

The high-level human race really has the intention.

After a long time, the gold and red liquid was consumed, and the ninety-nine light-year-old stele was full of small texts, densely packed, with unknown geometry.

The rulers of the gods tied their sword fingers, and carved a few lines of characters deeply on the wide base.

"Eternally remember! Human spirits!"

"The heroic sacrificed to the battlefield of the gods...the celebrity fighters!"

That long string of numbers is so dazzling that Bai Donglin can't help but frown when he sees it. This is an extremely large number. Such casualties, even if accumulated over endless years, are equally suffocating!

"Silence!"

"Sorry! Sorry! Sorry!"

Including the ancestors, countless human monks bowed towards the monument to the gods.

The heavens and the earth screamed in sorrow, countless snow-white flowers fell, gently brushing over the monument to the **** of extinction.

The Monument to the Gods of Destruction is eternally standing on the ruins of the battlefield of the gods, and it will always stand in the hearts of every race.

Bai Donglin looked in a trance, as if he saw countless figures flashing past the monument, all with cheerful smiles...

also felt the extremely firm belief and will of the human race present.

...

There is no celebration.

In the words of the ancestors, if you didn't completely wipe out all the alien races, you didn't have the right to celebrate your achievements if you didn't defeat the birds and the scaly monster race.

Celebration feast, let’s leave it to the day when the human race finally wins!

Bai Donglin bid farewell to everyone, instead of using the teleport function of the Universal Teleportation Division with the help of the Jidao bracelet, he directly opened the dimensional channel and instantly returned to the Yujing Mountain.

Today, he doesn't need to cover up, and his powerful strength has given him the confidence to face any crisis.

Without disturbing anyone, Bai Donglin sat cross-legged in the Zizhuju, slowly closing his eyes, and began the summary of the trip.

"It turns out that so many things have happened in the only real world during this time? Expelling the monster race, relocating the human race, what a big hand!"

"The foundation accumulated over the countless years of Human Race is really terrifying!"

Bai Donglin's eyebrows trembled slightly, and when he returned to the only real world, he ignored the distance and reached the memory synchronization with the humane Wuwei, but it was inconvenient to look closely at that time.

A lot of information was digested in an instant, thinking was running at a high speed, and began to deduct some things that could not be dealt with.

"What is the origin of Emperor Bai Xuan? It involves the mother river..."

Bai Donglin frowned, Muhe was the existence he was most afraid of, far surpassing any alien monster race, and he still knew too little about Muhe. After thinking for a while, he made a decision, or to observe in secret first, and not to interfere with Emperor Bai Xuan for the time being, it is related to the mother river, and it is worth his thoughts a little bit.

"Huh! Wing Shrine ran very fast. The grievances between us were temporarily postponed, and we will be liquidated together later!"

Bai Donglin looked cold, and he took advantage of the clash with Wing Shrine, and he never suffered a loss, but he held his grudges like that.

After clearing the trivial memories of the real world, Bai Donglin stretched out his palm, twisted his **** between his brows, and drew a shining crystal. This is the soul crystal that contains the memory of his gods and the fluctuation of will.

"Intervened in the destruction of the small world group, annihilated the Noah's Ark plan of the gods, destroyed the matrix world, and even seized two ancient artifacts, cherubim and Kungunil!"

"The death of the evil **** Lodilar is also my help..."

Kong Ming Buddha can easily kill the evil god, he has seized the opponent's ancient artifacts is the decisive factor, there is an inseparable causal relationship!

Bai Donglin raised a glimmer of expectation in his heart. He didn't know how much military merit he would gain or how much he could raise his military rank to. He didn't have the idea of ​​keeping this information. The center of Battle.net is absolutely impartial and will guarantee everyone's privacy.

The only information intercepted was everything about the World Tree. His shots were extremely secretive, and they were not under the observation of Battle Soul, and the matter was too important to be exposed.

Holding the soul crystal, with a movement of his mind, the battle soul imprint on the back of his hand gleamed, and bursts of white light gathered into a whirlpool channel, swallowing the crystal in one bite.

buzzing—

The battle spirit shone fiercely, hooked up to the ubiquitous battle net, the void trembled, and the soul crystal was transmitted to the Chaos Orb.

‘Dididi—’

’The special battlefield mission·Twilight of the Gods, has been completed! ’

’The transmission of the battle spirit mark record is completed, and the spirit crystal has been accepted, verify the spirit breath and will fluctuations, pass, and start the analysis! ’

‘Statistics of military achievements...’

‘Statistics...’

Bai Donglin blinked. This battle spirit imprint seemed to be stuck, and he waited for a long time to complete the statistics. It seems that what he did was indeed a violation of the rules!

After a long time, the mark of the battle soul finally flashed a dazzling red light, and the information became smooth.

‘The statistics are complete! ’

‘Evaluation: Perfect! ’

’Contribution: 62% destruction, affecting the direction of the battle, unparalleled excellence, supreme glory, great influence on victory! ’

‘Achievement is issued... Contribution points are issued...’

'congratulations! Your Excellency Bai Donglin, your military rank has been upgraded! ’

‘Promoted to: Lord of the Realm! ’

‘One Billion Human Race Contribution Points have been issued. ’

hiss—

Bai Donglin looked at him for a moment, and stood up abruptly, the world master, the master of a realm, this was really unexpected, and even the billion contribution points did not shock him so much.

"I thought that Lord Jin Zheng was already at the limit this time, but I didn't expect to directly cross the Lord, Lord..."

Don’t look at the only real world that is very large, huge, and there are only ten thousand realms in total, and this time the demon race has been expelled, and nearly a thousand barren and desolate realms have been abandoned.

There are millions of superboundary galaxy clusters in one realm. In such a vast area, there are countless creatures and unparalleled powerful forces. As long as he is willing, he can take office immediately and dominate such a large territory!

"It shouldn't be!"

Bai Donglin frowned. He really did a lot of merit in this battle, but the difference between the Lord of Jinzhen and the landlord is only one level apart, in fact, there is a huge difference. It is the ancestors who are really sure of victory in the war. Unless the matter of killing the World Tree is known by the Battle.net center, this is simply impossible.

"Could it be..."

Bai Donglin raised his brows, thinking of the two ancient artifacts he had seized, and his heart suddenly became stunned.

"Yes, although these two ancient artifacts are now my personal belongings, I am a human race. From the perspective of the Battle.net center, this also adds strength to this race."

"That's it, plus the contribution of two ancient artifacts, I am actually eligible for the rank of master of the world!"

buzzing—

Void trembled, and a vision appeared behind Bai Donglin's head. The original scarlet waning moon had disappeared, replaced by an endless starry sky.

There are tens of millions of bright spots of light, which are the core of the Transboundary Galaxy Cluster. Numerous spots of light converge continuously to form an extremely primitive pattern, which is composed of several mysterious Taoism intertwined—

The Lord of the White World!

Unspeakable majesty, extreme dignity!