The entire sky was on fire, and dark clouds fell to the ground like cotton with flames. Alex Qing's mind was in chaos, and he subconsciously closed his eyes to avoid the oppressive gaze.
When he opened his eyes again, the entire battlefield had disappeared. His body returned to normal size, and he appeared in a European-style decorated hall with other heroes. On a marble table behind him was something similar to a sand table, covered with glass, with exquisite mountains, rivers, and castles inside, and in the middle was a white snowfield surrounded by stone pillars.
Could this be the so-called "world" in which they have lived for so long?
How can it be considered a world? This is just a toy box! They were powerful people who had been sitting at the top of the world in their original world, but for so many years, they were locked in such a small box and became dolls for others to amuse themselves! Everyone was in an uproar. The more devoutly they believed in this god, the more severe the blow they suffered. Many people's faith collapsed, their hearts lost, and they sat on the ground in disarray, unable to even maintain their demeanor.
But there is a group of non-believers in this hall. Ever since Xu Qingbo entered this hall, he has been staring at the person under a Roman stone column on the left side of the hall. The person has thick brown curly hair, eyes like clear cat's eyes, and perfect and holy features. It is easy for people to have a good impression of his face. But this person imprisoned them in a small world like a cage, absorbed their spiritual energy, and held a war of gods to watch them fight each other for fun...
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