Boom!!!

A giant hand that reaches the heavens smashed down.

The immensely powerful Emperor Liu, who could suppress the entire era, died instantly.

Limbs shattered, flesh and blood mangled.

Even the puppets he summoned were slapped to death.

"This is...!!??" The people of Atlantis watched with drastic changes in their expressions.

Emperor Liu was invincible in the world, single-handedly suppressing the Western mages, yet he was defeated in one move despite going all out?

"It's the size difference that's too great..."

Isaac's expression tightened, "Moreover, the opponent's magic is far more exquisite, so he was instantly beaten to death!"

After all, size remains the greatest difference.

Otherwise, if the magic wasn't superior, it wouldn't have been possible to be killed so quickly.

You're like an ant, all your energy is not even as much as the energy in one of their fingers!

Under the same realm, it's truly like an ordinary person striking an ordinary mosquito....

"Ah!!"

"I'm not content!"

The remnant of Emperor Liu laughed miserably, looking at the shocked Emperor Lianna in the distance, saying, "I, the future Great Emperor of the Eastern Celestial Court for hundreds of thousands of years, known by the world as the Celestial Emperor of Great Compassion, bringer of peace... At this moment, coming from the future to the past, hearing of Emperor Lianna's tragedy, wishing to battle for the past, but never expected..."

His face was righteous, a Buddha-like glow behind him, showing compassion, before dying of exhaustion.

The giant furrowed its brow slightly, revealed admiration, and said airily, "Who is this person? Such unwavering resolve and righteousness, indeed worthy of admiration... In this world, there are only parents who name wrongly, but no mistaken nicknames given by the world. The world calls him the bringer of peace, which shows he is deeply loved by the people."

"However, coming from the past to prehistoric times?"

He was somewhat puzzled.

Time travel like this, even in his inherited memories, there was not a single mention!

This is an impossible feat.

After being infected, he gained intelligence but also retained the prior memories of this body.

In life, he was an ordinary office worker.

According to his memories in his thirties, the entire Earth was very ordinary, the widespread of electrical civilization was only less than fifty or sixty years.

In such a primitive, low-level civilization, theoretically, the strongest would be nuclear bombs.

But where did this extraordinary civilization in the mist come from?

They claimed to be the prehistoric Mayan civilization...??

And just now, that small ancient Eastern figure, clad in imperial robes, with hair transformed into countless incarnations, resembled the immortal techniques in Eastern mythology!

"Could it be that the myths of this Earth really exist?" He lowered his head, looking at these weak life forms like ants, feeling bewildered, his thoughts somewhat tangled.

He had just recently gained wisdom, his accumulated knowledge and insights weren't very high.

"We invaded, so the ancient myths emerged?"

For a moment, it was hard to comprehend.

Indeed, he obtained inherited memories, yet did not receive more information.

Merely following the source of the mist, it seemed to stem from an ancient cosmic remnant stranded nearby, remaining unsatisfied even after countless eons, transforming into mist.

This is the true forbidden unknown existence.

Just the lingering resentment from the remnants can envelop the entire planet...

The layer of mist infects all living beings, turning them into followers of some ancient unknown existence, incessantly murmuring, urging them... to resurrect the ancient being.

"Humans, are just pitiful worms, better to follow us on the Gray Mist led by the ruler, reviving the great being, and retake glory."

Boom!!

He crushed the corpse of the Celestial Emperor beneath his foot,

This giant of gray mist with bloody, squirming flesh mocked, "On this weak, low-level planet, merely at the fourth realm, an embroyonic infant yet to break free from its cocoon, dares to call themselves a god? The Lord of Immortals, Celestial Emperor? How pathetic!"

Fu Qingjun frowned.

As expected, Earth is not the only life-bearing civilization.

There are many extraterrestrial civilizations, capable of building spaceships, warships, and even refining flesh...

It is only natural, after all, Earth has only five thousand years of civilization and has already begun launching probes to explore Mars. What about those civilizations that have existed for tens of thousands of years?

However, Fu Qingjun considered the matter seriously, it really is an alien invasion! It's just like the standard plot of an American blockbuster, seemingly heading toward a sci-fi film about a space battle, but the others...

"You are merely a manifestation of evil born from the remnants of corpses, deceived by the remains of gods and demons from the prehistoric flood era, having lost yourselves."

In the distance, Isaac strides forward, looking at Emperor Liana beside him, "Ancestor Liana, we come as descendants of the Mayan civilization from hundreds of thousands of years in the future — Atlantis, mage clan, to save our ancestors, to..."

His gaze sharp, he looked at the group of gray Mist Giants towering in the sky, full of righteousness, "To defeat you — the nemesis of fate from hundreds of thousands of years ago!"

"..."

The giant's expression was confused; there were too many questions and didn't know where to start.

These lowly creatures, are their brains malfunctioning?

Do they consider us as some indigenous enemy of this planet? Some obsession born from the remains of gods and demons that perished from the so-called "Great Flood"?

If that's the case, so be it; coming from hundreds of thousands of years in the future to defeat us...

Time travel?

That's utterly impossible.

Who knows where those little guys came from, losing their minds, dreaming impossible dreams.

Or perhaps it's some kind of scheme of theirs?

"Yet, these weak and insignificant civilizations could perhaps be infected by the mist, becoming one of us." He spoke calmly, "Though inexplicably small in size, their strength and number seem substantial."

Whoosh—

He slightly levitated, muttering ancient and mysterious words madly, intending to infect the living beings of this land.

The number of this tiny civilization is as many as tens of billions, and even if only a few of them have an unstable will and could be assimilated... it would still be a substantial supplement in numbers.

"Glug, glug..."

Intangible, insane chants spread across the earth, injecting into the minds of all beings.

But he was surprised to find that the mysterious, ancient, tiny creatures on this land were not infected at all, to become progeny of that great Mist Evil God.

"You.... seem somewhat unusual!"

Mist Giant's eyes emitted two terrible beams, hovering in mid-air, "Even the death sovereign above the gray mist cannot sway your minds."

"Death sovereign above the gray mist?" Isaac asked.

The Mist Giant pondered for a moment, then laughed, "So weak are you, it would take but a moment to kill you all, even your strongest Celestial Emperor was slain in a single strike. If you don't wish to die, perhaps you should submit to the great sovereign and together revive that ancient forbidden existence!"

"What is forbidden existence?" Isaac asked again.

"That is the true forbidden deity in the void."

The Mist Giant was full of lofty fanaticism,

"It is an unknowable cosmic entity beyond a single thought transforming countless beings, possessing terrifying immortal characteristics from flesh to soul."

"Such beings, even if fallen now, their remains would be covered by dreadful resentment, enveloping everything in the world, transforming those around into followers, constantly chanting His true name, offering their strength, to witness Him resurrect from the graveyard of old times."

The listeners were terrified.

Even in death, remnants lingering on the corpse, essence, energy, and spirit still radiating, spread divine blood, turning nearby beings into his progeny, attempting to resurrect Him?

"Is this what higher realm existence is?" Isaac lowered his head, "I see now, couldn't have imagined that during the great era of the ancient Jiaxia Sun Dynasty, the gods and demons of the prehistoric flood were powerful to such extent! Killed by Jiaxia, their remains still using mist to envelope this land, trying to resurrect!"

The Mist Giant was dumbfounded.

The mind couldn't wrap around it completely, did they understand? These bumpkins...

"Indeed!"

Liana spoke, though she didn't know Isaac's origin, but he's clearly part of the lineage of the snail people, sharp-eyed, speaking on her own, "The Sunflower Dynasty, the ancient Jiaxia constructed the Sun Golden Tower, a Sun Bridge, from Earth, spanning countless light years, connecting to the ancient sun... Constructing such a bridge is enough to know the terror within!"

The Mist Giant's mouth dropped.

"Couldn't have imagined that the divine punishment of that era brought down the Great Flood, and this mist remains a test for us sinners on the ground," Hongqi's eyes also sharp, heart full of condemnation.

"Little creatures, how dare you humiliate me," the Mist Giant was furious, unsure about what nonsense they were talking, but felt this was a humiliation for him.

"You, courting death!"

His aura instantly expanded, this being truly akin to the human-sized fourth realm, even larger, with fierce breath enveloping this land, launching the most ferocious attack!

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