The prophet opened up a completely strange world for Jiang Zhe.

About astronomy.

He is completely a novice and has long been shocked by the world depicted by the prophet.

First of all, the gods.

It is unimaginable that a race can be powerful enough to rule a planet within dozens of light years.

Millions, millions of civilized races.

Lifespan of tens of thousands of years.

The flesh passes freely in the space passage.

The means of conquest are powerful physical and spiritual energy.

They are both warriors and mages.

"This is the gods."

After introducing the gods, as the prophet waved his hand gently, the virtual projection changed, and a golden humanoid creature with a body slowly condensed.

Take a closer look.

It's still very different from humans.

First of all, the eyes were completely narrow and long, like a sword, flying into the golden hair on both sides.

Even the eyes are golden.

He has a slender figure and is visually estimated to be at least two meters away.

The fingers are slender and the joints are thick. They hold a weapon similar to a spear in their hand, which is demonstrated with the projection.

The virtual god warrior raised his spear gun.

A blue light shot out directly.

It's different from the Emperor.

The people of these gods are golden in themselves.

Jiang Zhe suddenly realized that when he was in the Lighthouse Kingdom, the arm that emerged from the crack in the space was definitely a warrior of the gods.

"Prophet, why do the gods look a bit like humans?"

"All intelligent races need dexterous hands to create tools, and that's the result of evolution."

Jiang Zhe and the other two looked at the image blankly, speechless for a long time.

The prophet was very patient.

He didn't urge him, and sat quietly on the high-back chair, as if observing them.

"Prophet, is this warrior powerful? Can I kill him?"

The mule couldn't help but point at the virtual god warrior and asked.

"hehe!"

The prophet chuckled in a rare way.

"This is just the lowest level meteorite-level warrior of the gods, and he is not wearing armor.

If he cooperates with the armor of the gods, he should be able to kill a hundred like you."

"Hiss, it's over."

The mule was ashamed to death by a word.

Jiang Zhe patted the mule on the shoulder, "What are you afraid of? At worst, you can go on the road together. People in Roe Deer Mountain cannot be scared to death."

Then he looked at the prophet.

"Prophet, then how did you know this?"

The words fell.

The prophet did not respond, but slowly stood up.

The hood fell down, revealing its true face.

Jiang Zhe's eyes widened instantly, and his hands couldn't help but clenched and loosened.

It is still human-shaped, but the eyes are as big as two eggs, with no pupils, and completely black eyes.

Black and clear.

The most special thing is the mouth part.

Spit out a finger-long, round mouthpiece, and the two rows of fangs are separated from each other.

Looking at the image of the prophet in front of him, Jiang Zhe couldn't help but look like a pea saber in his mind. Yes, that's almost the same.

The only difference is that this guy's skin is white.

"We also come from the Alavena Galaxy, but it's much earlier than the gods.

Jiang Zhe, our ancestors had already lived in Siberia a thousand years ago.

then.

Our race is unwilling to surrender to the gods.

The entire planet was destroyed by the gods, and only a few hundred people were involved in the space bridge and came to Blue Star accidentally.

Our hometown.

Once as beautiful as Blue Star, it was full of vitality.

Finally, he and hundreds of billions of people turned into cosmic dust."

The prophet's tubular lips opened and closed, and in his low words, there was remembrance and sorrow.

"Tsk!"

Jiang Zhe and the other two empathized with each other.

There was also an unspeakable smell in my heart. Blue Star, their hometown, might be the same as the race of the prophet.

"Prophet, have you lived in Siberia for more than a thousand years, and have you not been discovered by mankind?"

Du Xue couldn't help but speak.

"Of course it is impossible. In fact, we have discovered traces of ours, like the Big Bear Kingdom and the Lighthouse Kingdom.

But we negotiated privately.

So it has never been known to most people.

In the military base of the Big Bear Kingdom, the bodies of our tribe were preserved before the end of the world."

"We have always regarded Blue Star as our second hometown."

"But I didn't expect that Lan Xing would be targeted by the gods, so compared to you.

We hate the gods even more.

And my purpose of establishing the Natural God Cult is to compete with the Emperor Organization.”

The prophet said for a long time in one breath.

Jiang Zhe and the other two listened quietly, with various questions constantly rolling in their minds.

"Prophet, sorry, I have no intention of belittle you. I have come into contact with people from the Emperor's organization many times.

May I ask, why do you think the Natural God Cult can defeat the God Clan?

Besides, you were beaten by the gods before until they were about to be destroyed?"

"hehe!"

The prophet was not angry at Jiang Zhe's blunt words.

“We have our own weapons.”

The words fell.

Crack, a mechanical transmission sound came.

The walls around the temple slowly opened.

Three huge black boxes moved out of the dark hole.

Crack!

A white smoke rose.

A rectangular black metal box that is five meters high opens.

Like the Bull Demon King, the monster with a giant battle axe appeared from the faint smoke.

As the strange spell sounded in the prophet's mouth.

A layer of glimmer flashed across the monster.

Three pairs of huge scarlet eyes suddenly opened.

A turbulent tyranny gushed out from his eyes. The three battle axes with the size of door panels fell on Jiang Zhe and the other ones in the blink of an eye.
Chapter completed!