Winter North.

Near noon, the North is still shrouded in darkness.

At this time, a figure passed through the wind and snow curtain and flew north.

The snowflakes flying along the way will be pushed away by an invisible force and fly past him at a distance of about five meters from the figure.

Looking closer, this figure is Feng Qi in bone form.

In his skeletal form, the flesh and blood on Feng Qi's body turned into a spiritual core and was branded on his forehead.

At this time, Feng Qi no longer needs to worry about his lack of mental strength.

If he only flew in the sky, even if he flew for a whole day, his mental power would not be exhausted.

On the way to the foggy field, Feng Qi was always thinking about a question in his heart.

What changes will it bring to the future of mankind after confessing to the Lord of the Mist?

Before taking this step, there was an idea he had not changed.

What he and the Lord of Mist completely confessed was only the memory between the two of them, and would not involve too many other things.

Especially the secrets related to the Scarlet Research Institute, he will not tell the Lord of the Mist.

Relevant memory fragments have also been cut from the memory fluid.

As Wei Wei said, simply trusting without interests is too naive. Even on the basis of absolute credibility, it is necessary to reserve a back-up for the possible occurrence.

This second hand is the Scarlet Research Institute, which has all his secrets and all information.

For Wei Wei's statement, he agreed in his heart.

He trusts the old fan very much, but it is only his personal feelings. He can't drag all mankind to gamble with him and the old fan because of his personal feelings. This is an irresponsible behavior.

There is no doubt about the danger of the old fan, he has never been a sheep, but a beast that eats meat.

The overturned Hei Xuan is a good example.

As for why he chose to confess in reality, Feng Qi considered from two perspectives.

The first is that he has a very thorough understanding of the old fans. The future old fans are indeed very powerful, but the threat to him from the old fans in reality can be ignored. Any variable can be traced back through the special ability of restarting the timeline. .

Finally, it is from the perspective of cooperation and trust.

The Mist Lord is not a fool.

If you want to cooperate with the Lord of the Mist, you first need to let the Lord of the Mist understand that he has two development lines, the main timeline and the sacrifice line.

This is the core basis of cooperation.

Many future plans will be based on this foundation.

Without this foundation as a starting point, if he died on the sacrifice line, there is a high probability that the old fan would not bother to support the development of human civilization.

Multiple sacrifice line memories will also make old fans understand the difference between him on the sacrifice line and him on the main timeline.

If he used the sacrificial line to contact the Mist Lord every time, vigilance and doubts would inevitably arise in the heart of the old fan.

This will also make old fans distrust him.

It is also extremely difficult to disguise this, after all, the difference between the characteristics of the sacrifice line and the main timeline is very obvious.

Therefore, choosing realistic line contact is the basis for cooperation.

He needs to trust the old fans, and the old fans also need this trust to dispel their concerns and cooperate with him in the future timeline.

If you don't even have this trust, old fans who find clues will also not give their sincerity.

This decision was made by him, but it was also a decision made by the top executives of Scarlet after discussion.

Except for the defense line of the Scarlet Research Institute, which cannot be exposed, other secrets can be confessed to the Lord of Mist without reservation.

In the future, the Tiger Soul Research Institute will replace the Scarlet Research Institute as a companion on the bright side to assist him in multiple timelines, while the Scarlet Research Institute will continue to hide behind the scenes and become the dark organization standing behind him.

I don't know how long it took to fly, and a snow forest appeared in Feng Qi's line of sight.

Most of the snow forest was buried by white snow, and the piled area was like a snow dragon lying in the distance.

The harsh winter North District is covered with heavy snow all the year round and is sparsely populated, but it has beautiful scenery that is hard to see in other places.

Starry sky, aurora, flying snow, silence... Various elements converge into a lonely beauty that only belongs to the winter north.

While admiring the magnificence in front of him, a white field barrier finally appeared at the end of Feng Qi's line of sight.

This field is no stranger to closing chess games. He had come with Mu Qing on the last sacrifice line.

If you don't want to make a special detour and want to go directly to the fog field, passing through the wave field is the only way.

When Feng Qi passed through the barrier of the wave field, what appeared in front of him was an ocean world completely covered with white liquid. The milky white liquid came into contact with the body, bringing a faint feeling of floating.

This milky liquid somewhat resembles air in the real world.

During breathing, the white liquid will enter the body along the nose and mouth, and volatilize into a thin aura that spreads around the body.

The quality of the aura here is not high, but the aura content is extremely high.

At this time, Feng Qi drove his psychic power to wrap his body, pushed the surrounding liquid away, and continued to move forward in a flying manner.

Soon, he encountered the indigenous domain creatures of this domain field.

A jellyfish-like spirit domain monster.

This time, with the body of the main timeline, Feng Qi decided to kill a few domain creatures that looked like jellyfish to see what innate abilities he could obtain.

At this moment, he stretched out his right hand and gently grabbed the domain creature blocking the way.

Immediately, the psychic power leaked out of the body, turning into an invisible arm and squeezing the jellyfish-like domain creature on the spot.

I saw a faint golden light rising from the body of the jellyfish-shaped domain creature, dragging a golden light tail and flying towards him, seeping into his skin.

Feng Qi could feel that killing domain creatures did not bring any improvement to his spiritual power.

Obviously, this jellyfish-like domain creature is too weak, and the spiritual enhancement effect it brings cannot break the invisible limit at all.

After calling out the attribute panel, Feng Qi found that he had acquired a brand-new talent ability.

[Spiritual thrust (actively to talent ability)]:

Talent Strength: Eighteenth-Order Sequence

Introduction of talent and ability: compress the mental power and release it towards the target. After hitting the target, it will cause a mental shock effect to it.

Seeing the newly acquired talent, Feng Qi couldn't help shaking his head.

Eighteen talent tracks, the lowest is the eighteenth track.

This talent ability is not only low in intensity, but also has extremely low growth potential. It is useless other than breaking it down into talent evolution points.

[Sanwei shook his head when he saw it, indicating that dogs wouldn't eat this stuff.

Hearing the narrator's complaints, Feng Qi felt ashamed.

As he continued to move forward, he encountered several more spiritual creatures that looked like jellyfish or octopuses.

After killing consecutively, he gained three more spiritual abilities.

But without exception, these three innate abilities are classified into the eighteenth-order sequence by the innate track.

It can be seen that the growth potential of the field creatures in this field is very low, and it is no wonder that there is no sense of existence in history.

Even for humans, this is just a small field field with little challenges.

For the next journey, as long as the domain creatures in the fluctuating domain field are not actively blocking the road to attack him, if they are only seen from a distance, Feng Qi will not deliberately go over to kill them.

In his opinion, this kind of spiritual domain creature is very weak and worthless.

With this time, the hunting effect in the future dream is obviously better.

Even the barren land in the mouth of the old fan, that is, the domain beasts in the ruins of Star City, often brings surprises to him after killing them.

Speaking of special talents, Feng Qi suddenly thought of Blood Origin.

After the narration of the old fan in the previous timeline, he has already understood the origin of the sheep-headed demon.

All of this is a game set up by the Dark God for future generations.

In order to resurrect himself, the Dark God gave his descendants a way to resurrect himself before his death, paving the way for his later rebirth of faith.

On the normal time line, the day when the Dark God recovered, so the Dark God clansmen who believed in the Dark God would be drained of their spiritual power and half of their blood, and then transformed into a kind of believer's life.

That is, the goat head demon.

After the Dark God awakened, they were completely reduced to slaves, and they would continue to provide the Dark God with the power of faith in the future.

This is also why the bone masks worn on the heads of the sheep-headed demons are exactly the same as the masks on the faces of the members of the Dark God clan. In essence, they are the servants of faith that the Dark God absorbed and transformed into.

And the sheep-headed demon that will appear in Star City 1500 years in the future is obviously transformed by the part of the Dark God tribe who are stationed in Star City and spread the faith of Dark God.

As for why one of the origins of the Dark God stayed in Star City, there is no answer to this question.

Perhaps the "blood source" stored in the statue is similar to the faith bracelet, acting as a bridge of faith, assisting in long-distance transmission or receiving the power of faith.

But what is the specific truth, he does not know.

When he learned all this through the old fans' narration, Feng Qi's heart was also extremely shocked.

Over multiple timelines, he has seen multiple ways to cut leeks.

For example, the old fan used the flesh and blood sacrifice to cut the leeks of the weak people all over the world, and the night shadow clan used the ability of mental bewitching to cut the resources of the Tiger Soul Research Institute... But he has never seen someone like the dark god.

In order to resurrect himself, the dark **** actually harvested all his descendants.

In the previous line of sacrifice, when he was imprisoned in the old city, he had a brief communication with "Mask", the patriarch of the Dark Protoss.

At that time, the mask once said that the Dark God was the faith and glory of their Dark Protoss.

Obviously, the mask at that time would not have thought that he had long been a **** in the Dark God's resurrection plan.

The mask believes that by spreading and collecting beliefs, the Dark God will be resurrected, and the Dark God will reach its peak under the leadership of the Dark God.

But it certainly would not have thought that what they had worked so hard to resurrect was not their former glory, but a demon that would devour them.

After using the descendants, and then harvesting again, the Dark God is really a big villain template in Feng Qi's eyes.

But there is one thing that Feng Qi admires very much.

The ambitious Dark God is like a tame little sheep in front of the Lord of the Mist, and he does not dare to have any disobedient thoughts.

He could see the greed, anger, and other emotions in the eyes of the Dark God when he discovered that he had one of his missing origins.

But the Lord of the Mist didn't speak, the Dark God would only beg, and he didn't dare to have any presumptuousness at all.

On the imperial side, the old fans were obviously very successful.

Taking a group of super life with special abilities under his command is enough to prove his ability and courage.

Thinking of this, Feng Qi is more looking forward to the changes that old fans may bring to mankind.

Two days later, Feng Qi finally flew out of the field of volatility.

After passing through the white field barrier, the line of sight ahead suddenly widened.

Looking through the swirling snowflakes, he saw the Misty Clan's field field standing in the distance, the towering black barrier was in line with the sky, and the two sides could not see the end.

Feng Qi's body slowly hung in the air at this time.

In the blink of an eye, he was like a sharp arrow out of a sheath, shooting towards the distant mist clan field.

In the blink of an eye, he came to the front of the fog field.

Without hesitation, he immediately passed through the mist field barrier.

When the sense of obstruction disappeared, a gray fog appeared in front of him, completely obscuring his vision and making it impossible to see the scene ahead.

At this moment, Feng Qi released his psychic power and turned into an invisible big hand to push the gray fog forward, opening up a visible channel.

After exploring for a while, Feng Qi stopped moving forward.

The spiritual core of his forehead shone brightly under the guidance of his consciousness, and a strong spiritual tsunami swept away in all directions with him as the center.

"Miyun, come out!"

Mental power stirred the fog, and the idea of locking chess spread to the fog field field wave after wave like overlapping waves.

While waiting for a response, flesh and blood formed on his body.

He switched himself back to human form at this point.

After a while, a face made of gray fog slowly formed not far in front of him, and the scarlet eyes in the gray fog showed vigilance.

"You know me?" a hoarse voice sounded.

"Show your real body to see me, I want to talk to you." Feng Qi looked at the gray fog and said with a smile.

"Show your real body? Why?" Misty face said solemnly.

Hearing these words, Feng Qi grinned.

Just like the old fan in his impression, he was always cautious and would not reveal his flaws easily.

"Miyun, I have a way to help you resurrect the clan, can you talk about it?"

"It seems that you know me well, and why do I feel that you have a kind of affection for me? We have met?!"

The voice fell, and the gray fog suddenly shrank.

In the end, it condensed into the appearance of a handsome young man with purple hair and purple eyes.

But it can be seen from the eyes of the Lord of Mist who showed his true body, he was still full of vigilance at this time.

Feng Qi did not choose to take the initiative to step forward.

The Lord of the Mist is obviously wary of him at this time, and his rash actions may cause the Lord of the Mist to escape.

Thinking of this, he sorted out his thoughts and said:

"What I'm going to say next will be very shocking, prepare yourself mentally..."

In the eyes of the fog master looking at the fool, Feng Qi began to briefly describe the process of acquaintance, encounter and acquaintance.

During this period, the Lord of the Mist kept frowning, as if analyzing the loopholes in his words.

A few hours later, Feng Qi took off the special backpack, opened the zipper and took out the memory medicine:

"Inject this one into your brain and you'll understand."

But the Lord of the Mist shook his head and refused at this time:

"You are too mysterious, I can't fully believe it, let alone inject this memory fluid."

Feng Qi was not surprised by the refusal of the Mist Lord.

If he would agree easily, he would not be the Lord of the Mist.

Since the text is not good, then he can only come to the martial arts.

If you don't inject, I will force you to inject.

Thinking of this, the flesh and blood on Feng Qi's body instantly disintegrated, and the blood turned into a golden airflow that converged toward the eyebrows, finally forming a crystal of spiritual power.

At this time, he reached out to the old fan and shook his hand, and immediately thought the power to wrap the old fan.

Taking this opportunity, Feng Qi used his consciousness to pull the needle and slammed towards the old fan's head.

The Lord of the Mist obviously did not expect Feng Qi to use his telekinesis to make a sneak attack, and he was caught off guard to prevent the needle from stabbing his head.

Driven by psychic power, the memory fluid in the needle was injected into the head of the Mist Lord.

But just when Feng Qi thought that the use of force was successful, he saw that the misty advocate opened his mouth:

"Pooh!"

I saw the memory fluid sprayed out from the mouth of the Mist Lord, and then his body suddenly burst into a gray mist that spread.

Fortunately, Feng Qi's response was extremely fast. Before the memory liquid fell to the ground, he used his mind force to hold it in the air, and then pulled it back into the needle, and finally returned to his hand.

Putting the needle back in the metal box, Feng Qi looked up at the misty face floating not far away:

"Old fan, you will regret it."

"Oh?!" The misty face responded provocatively.

Seeing the old fan like this, Feng Qi put his backpack on the ground and grinned:

"Since this is the case~www.mtlnovel.com~ then I have no other way."

The voice fell, and the heartbeat like the beating of a war drum sounded.

His body was instantly enveloped by the rich qi and blood that leaked out of the body, and his figure suddenly rose, turning into a blood-colored giant with a height of more than eight meters in the blink of an eye.

The surging qi and blood spread around him with him as the center, setting off ripples of blood mist.

Feeling the surging qi and blood fluctuations, the old fan who turned on the perception of blood gradually panicked.

At this time, Feng Qi looked up at the Lord of the Mist and said with a grin:

"Old fan, don't blame my brother for being heavy, the problem is that you don't cooperate."

[I suspect that you want to take revenge for being beaten up by the old fans one after another in the dreamland in the future... But I support you in hitting the old fans with heavy punches and repay them in double, let him know that in the face of absolute power, any resourcefulness is bullshit, oh, Hit him!

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Brothers, go to bed early~