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There were scenes of Ancient Evil Gods bewitching believers and twisting their spiritual cores.

There were rituals of the Qiraji insect swarm breeding and modifying their tribal genes.

There were glorious moments of beasts ascending to demigodhood.

He even saw the future where The Scourge swept across the continent, saw the World Tree hit GG amidst the collective self-destruction of the wisps, and incidentally took down the descending Archimonde... Hiss, not to mention, this big shot was truly trash, and the World Tree Nordrassil was truly miserable.

"As expected of the Bronze Dragon King, these precious images must be scenes He intercepted from the river of time."

The old guy is righteous enough!

One must know, the time domain is not Nozdormu's private property.

Intercepting these precious images, even for the Bronze Dragon King, to peek into the past or even future possibilities of peers or stronger entities without reason, it wouldn't be unfair to be hung up and beaten up.

Thinking of this.

Su Ming was suddenly startled.

Not right.

That Deathwing who shouted "I am the Cataclysm", could he have such a good temper? I damn well don't believe it.

Oh right!

And Archimonde.

Even if that future hasn't arrived yet, with Archimonde's strength, if he couldn't perceive the peeking from the past, why would the Night Elves sacrifice over 90% of the wisps, and in doing so, lose the World Tree and the foundation of future immortality?

Hiss! —

This heavy gift is a bit hot to handle!

Which old schemer is plotting against this little newbie?

Azeroth?

Or the leader of the crazy world, the Dark Titan Sargeras?

No!

Can't go to Azeroth anymore!

Chapter 73: heavenly dimension giant hammer! Azeroth's liberation

What Su Ming didn't know was that, at the very moment he made his decision.

The Bronze Dragon King in the Azeroth world, whose eyes were looking into the future from the place where space and time intersected, suddenly flashed a look of relief and ecstasy.

This joy set off infinite ripples along the river of time.

Heavens have mercy!

This old dragon has been squatting in this ghostly place for almost a year!

Now it's good.

That weird phantom that was looming in the future has finally left completely. No one knows what terrifying pressure He, a lone dragon shouldering the entire world, was under.

As the Bronze Dragon King, Nozdormu, with his time magic attainments far exceeding his peers, was the first to glimpse that final death catastrophe!

Before this.

Almost a year before that mortal who used the alias [Omar Su] descended on Azeroth.

The time of the multiverse had a big problem!

Infinite timelines were intertwined like hemp ropes, in a near-irreversible posture, converging toward that unique death catastrophe!

Death is the death of 14 infinite possibilities.

The death of possibilities is the death of the multiverse.

Catastrophe is the catastrophe of endless timelines.

The catastrophe of timelines is the catastrophe of the end of all things.

Thinking of such a future, Nozdormu couldn't help but shiver.

Elune was smashed by the three hammers into a war death star hanging in four-dimensional space!

The result was that the river of time was suppressed.

Any form of time travel would be dissociated into virtual bubbles by millions of light beams in the next second, and then recycled and sealed by the completely machine-god-ified Elune!

The magic net covering the whole world lasted for three hammers before being magically modified into a high-dimensional network.

Consciousness login!

Knowledge sharing!

Universal transcendence!

Sounds great, right?

However, Malygos, who became a super database and signal hub, wouldn't think so.

The entire Emerald Dream, including Ysera, was knocked into a horror paradise of eternal reincarnation by the same three hammers!

Voluntary participation!

Raiding dungeons!

Live streaming throughout!

Sounds prosperous, right?

However, Ysera, who mutated into a tentacle monster, wouldn't think so, and neither would the Druids and native species that mutated into vengeful spirits, ghost stories, and bloodthirsty monsters.

Not finished!

The vast Endless Sea, including the long-shattered Well of Eternity, turned into an abyss sea survival game in the endless white light... Oh right, that heavenly dimension giant hammer hit exactly seven times!

Dragonblight Temple, including Alexstrasza, couldn't take three hammers, and the Flesh Dragon Mother and her Flesh Cult descended into the world.

Neltharion and his descendants were not spared, flesh turned to mud, minds turned to ash, and together with the gestating Titan Azeroth, they were forced to become the eternal foundation of the New World!

The Ancient Evil Gods and the Void Army behind them were not spared either; they were decomposed, modified, and defined as BOSSes in various game fields!

The Titans in the Pantheon were even worse; they were the long stairs to godhood, the stars were the thrones of the gods. After forty-nine days, the newborn Pantheon spanned the ages of time and space, with concepts permeating the multiverse!

From a single universe to the entire multiverse.

From the past to the future.

The river of time, old legends worth singing and weeping, turned into narrative bubbles.

The dimensional gaps, grand battles sung through the ages, evolved into level dungeons.

No one could accept such a future.

As for resistance?

Heh!

In the face of the conceptual blow of the heavenly dimension giant hammer, even resistance itself would be recast into a game dungeon.

Submission?

Unfortunately, in front of that terrifying magic shadow, the whole world, the whole multiverse, are just raw materials for Creation.

Yes.

Such a future looks very good to mortals.

But reality is not like this.

Beauty is for the so-called players of other worlds, while they, they, and they are all just background boards for an artificially created super game!

Rumble! —

A breath of depression that had been held in the chest for more than half a year was slowly exhaled along with the dragon's breath.

Never for a moment had Nozdormu, who had been traveling in the river of time for many years, been so happy and cherished the complex future as he was now.

Yes! —

The desperate future is completely gone!

The death catastrophe of all things no longer entangles this world!

The future is returning to the right track, and the river of time is re-combing and evolving the future that should have existed.

"Roar! —"

The agitated dragon roar resounded through the multiverse, boundless joy, impatiently sprinkled into the past and future, sprinkled into the multiverse!

One by one, concrete gazes fell.

It is appreciation!

It is gratitude!

It is restless!

It is the relief of knowing that the plague god has finally been sent out of the territory!

Nozdormu was calm, his figure gradually disappeared. He was very tired, he wanted to return to his nest and take a good rest.

Mortals will never know.

A nightmare of eternal reincarnation quietly left this world.

...

Super God Main World, inside the Northern Shelter of Planet Feireze.

Su Ming's actions.

Attracted the lock of Zhixin and Moyi's Eye of Insight.

What is the essence of information?

How can information be gathered by him like a physical entity?

What kind of form and architecture will pure information display?

With the use of the skill, the flower of time withered rapidly in layers of blooming, every petal falling, every wisp of sands of time flying.

In Su Ming's backpack, 127 memory dust particles would appear out of thin air.

Every time a memory dust particle appeared, Su Ming decisively absorbed it.

Every time a memory was absorbed, there was an extra memory in Su Ming's mind, and every influx of memory would reflect a virtual projection in the sea of the mind.

That instant.

Su Ming's 20 points of intelligence began to erupt fully.

+30 All-Thing Analysis, +30 All-Thing Affinity, and the special coordination of Universal Knowledge!

Absorption, understanding, digestion!

Three major links started simultaneously!

From the most basic cold weapon operation techniques to physical training, and then to immersive meditation!

From pious prayer to pure will, communicating with high-dimensional existences, and then to the understanding of runes!

From communicating with nature to resonating with the phenomena of heaven and earth, and then to transforming into beasts to comprehend the true meaning of nature.

Thanks to the existence of the Creation backpack talent, Su Ming was able to step-by-step deeply understand the supernatural system of Azeroth under the automatic archiving effect.

And in the outside world.

Zhixin and Moyi were almost crazy.

Along with the withering of the flower of time, Su Ming's eyes suddenly shone with azure light, and his whole person was instantly immersed in it, dazed and out of his mind.

If it were just this, the angels would not have this expression of the sky falling.

What truly blew their minds and shook their hearts were the mental projection mappings constantly emerging around Su Ming!

Chapter 74: Evolution of the Heart! The dumbfounded angels

The so-called mental projection mapping.

Simply put, it is the phenomenon where what the heart thinks is projected outward in the form of virtual scenes.

This kind of thing, angels can also do.