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Chapter five hundred and forty-ninth new era(1/2)

"Damn it!"

Unable to help cursing, Wang Chen's face became even more ugly.

What's going on?

Why did the picture suddenly disappear, why did the sound suddenly disappear, and why did the true god and the demon god break up when they finally appeared again?

Wang Chen is unwilling to give up!

He is clearly close to the answer.

Intuition tells Wang Chen that the real answer lies in the last words of the true god and the demon god.

There are shocking secrets in this.

However, it was at the most critical moment that everything disappeared.

How can Wang Chen not go crazy?

"Is it intentional or helpless?"

Taking a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart, Wang Chen murmured to himself.

Some were lost.

At this moment, standing between the vast world, Wang Chen's expression was pale.

Because everything I saw before had a big impact on him.

Although I was lost in the end, judging from the information I already know, it is still amazing.

Wang Chen actually saw the battlefield outside the domain, felt the power of Shura, and even saw the scene of the fall of the true god and the demon god.

How can Wang Chen not be shocked?

Because Wang Chen knew very well that if he continued along this path, perhaps he would face all this in the future.

Unchangeable, this is fate!

"I won't fail. This time, I will succeed!"

It was not until he didn't know how long it had passed that Wang Chen took a deep breath and muttered to himself.

Can't fail.

He will not become the second true god.

He will reach the peak step by step, surpass the true god, break the shackles, and break through the barriers!

Thinking of this, Wang Chen paused and showed an extremely solemn expression.

At this moment, how firm Wang Chen’s mind was?

Wow...

That is, the moment when Wang Chen became firm in his heart, the picture disappeared!

Wang Chen returned to the altar again.

I don't know when, but he walked to the center of the altar.

It seems that everything before was like a dream.

However, Wang Chen knew that it was not a dream, it was the last message left by the true god.

What appeared in front of Wang Chen at this moment was already the holy book, the holy book that made the Holy Lord salivate.

For the time being, Wang Chen looked at the original holy scripture.

call……

Finally, after a long breath, Wang Chen reached out and grabbed the original holy book.

There is no obstacle at all.

This time, it seemed as if everything was going to happen naturally.

Perhaps, the moment Wang Chen entered this space, the holy scriptures were destined to belong to him.

In a blink of an eye, Wang Chen's hand touched the holy book.

brush……

A strange scene appeared at this moment.

I saw that the moment Wang Chen touched that holy book, a light flashed by, and the next moment, the holy book actually merged into Wang Chen's body.

Buzz...

The warm current spreads and opens.

Wang Chen's blood seemed to stop flowing, and Wang Chen seemed to stop breathing.

Wow...

The whole person seemed to have entered the mysterious space again.

Green mountains and clear waters! This seems to be a paradise.

"It's the true god!"

This time, Wang Chen saw the figure again.

An extremely familiar figure.

Isn’t he the real god?

"How many years have you been? Finally, I waited for you!"

With his back to Wang Chen, the figure seemed to feel Wang Chen's arrival and said softly. There was too much melancholy in his tone.

"Okay! Just come!"

Immediately afterwards, the figure continued to say without waiting for Wang Chen to speak.

"Mr. True God..."

Listening to the words of the true god, Wang Chen bowed slightly.

But I was confused.

What's going on?

The remnant soul left by the true god?

Didn’t I say that before? He is the last existence of the True God.

From the moment he disappeared, the true God disappeared completely.

So, who is the one who appears here now?

"Holy Book? Could it be the true god..."

Thinking of the situation that he had encountered before when he came into contact with the Holy Book, Wang Chen narrowed his eyes.

Perhaps, this is a trace of obsession that the true god left in the holy scriptures? This is not the power of the soul?

Thinking of this, Wang Chen looked quietly.

As Wang Chen expected, the true god ignored Wang Chen's greetings.

It seemed as if he was talking to himself.

"I don't know how many years have passed. But I finally waited for you. Who are you? Maybe you are a genius! This place is not something that ordinary people can enter!

Well, since you are here, even if you are destined to be a destiny, the Holy Book will have his new master.

I hope you can make good use of the Holy Book. I have a very bad feeling. It seems that we are all under control and we are all chess pieces. This time, I left, and I planned to break through the shackles. Unfortunately, the enemy ahead is strong, and that day is almost irreversible. I don’t know how many chances of success I have. If it fails, maybe…”

With a confused look on his eyes, he looked at the vast sky in the distance, and the figure whispered to himself.

It seems to be telling Wang Chen, and it seems to be telling himself.

These words were enough to make Wang Chen's eyes widen.

This is……

Wang Chen got it.

This is probably what the True God left behind when he went to the battlefield outside the domain.

Is the Holy Book? Is it his inheritance? It is his hope?

He is going to go to the battlefield outside the territory to face Shura, and to go against the will of heaven.

He seemed to feel the strength of the enemy, and he seemed to know how insignificant his chances of success were.

That's why I left this holy book in a panic?

Wang Chen seemed to be able to feel the complexity and depression in the heart of the true god at that moment.

“I don’t know what era this is. I don’t know if I’ve succeeded.

Perhaps, I succeeded, I returned, or I failed and disappeared from now on. However, since you appeared here, I am afraid I failed. Death? Haha... I never thought about death.
To be continued...
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