"Don't praise me, everyone takes what they need."

At this moment, Yudula was imprisoned, feeling indifferent in her heart, "What truly deserves praise is the existence of the Divine Demon Night Banquet we worship. It is by borrowing its Divine Power, using myself as a spacetime link, that allows you to traverse time and space."

"Unfortunately, once I leave the building, I can no longer communicate with that Jiang Yu, only allowing my consciousness to return. I cannot cover such a distant body."

Her snail race lacked consciousness, their souls pure, densely scattered over the earth, allowing her to descend like a signal tower to various nodes. Therefore, she wanted to establish the prototype of the Demon Web.

But once they leave the building, there's nothing she could do,

In fact, she was also curious about what had happened to the team escaping into the deep fog outside.

"Both of me, in two worlds, have been imprisoned."

She mocked herself, "The future era has changed; it is no longer the era of snails. We have truly become tools, parasitic beast weapons, and even food, igniting the spirit..."

As the times change, the glory of snails will ultimately become obsolete!!

The creatures once at the top of the ladder are now buried beneath it.

Tap tack tap.

A Black Angel Witch walked over,

"This is a brand new dynasty, belonging to the Fourth Realm, a true myth where the first three realms are mortal, and the fourth is the true myth."

Grace, with a calm expression, patted her face, "The weak will be eliminated. As a race of tools, they are not rulers of the world, but assistants to its overlords."

Yudula remained silent and said, "Winning or losing is just a moment's pride. Everyone, in hundreds of thousands of years, will become a distant myth of history, including you and I."

For example, in her future, she would be sent to the kitchen; no one can remain eternally elevated.

"Is it so?"

Grace slightly smiled and said, "Do you know my plan moving forward?"

"What?" Yudula vaguely uneasy.

"The Great Cleansing Plan of All Living Beings!" Grace's expression carried a hint of madness as she spread her arms, "I launched this war without counting the consequences, regardless of enemy or ally casualties!"

"I want the Demon Realm annihilated, the witches obliterated!"

Yudula's pupils contracted fiercely.

"I want to slaughter all the useless races and creatures of this world, leaving only a few powerful geniuses, bestowing them with Divine Blood," she said.

Yudula suddenly realized her plan.

This way, all beings in the world would be descendants of Divine Blood, having unlimited gene locks, easily breaking through the Fourth Realm.

Moreover, the extinction of lower creatures with gene locks would not dilute the bloodline of the Divine Blood species.

In this way, unless the descendants proliferate for too long, opening gene locks would eventually close again, and life would once more be unable to break through the doors of the Fourth Realm.

"Do you understand? The fourth realm is a critical point of civilization."

Yudula said, "As long as a single life breaks through, then their entire lineage, the entire civilization, will make the Fourth Realm no longer rare, extremely common. Without the first Fourth Realm... that civilization may remain perpetually at that low level."

"This is godhood!" she laughed.

"That would mean too many deaths..." Yudula's voice was hoarse.

"They are destined not to board the new world's great ship!" Grace sneered coldly,

"Hesitation only delays the progress of civilization. Neither you nor Liana has enough courage!"

Grace's eyes were full of contempt,

"Those incapable of breaking through, might as well be exterminated in one go! To free up vast resources again... I deliberately let this land engage in slaughter, distributing Demon Soldiers so that various kingdoms are evenly matched, intending to leave only ten thousand of the world's proud talents to bestow Divine Blood!"

She said, "You and I will be the supreme Primordial God of the world! The only True God! They are all ordinary Fourth Realm...."

"We are the true gods, ensuring the purity of the bloodline, as long as we live, there will be a continuous influx of the Fourth Realm!"

"Of course, you will be enslaved by me."

Yudula fell into complete silence.

She was not vicious enough, not cold-blooded enough.

This might be the correct unfolding of the 'Fourth Realm Civilization.'

As long as the Primordial God at the top of the Pyramid lives, the Fourth Realm will always open, civilization will not fall.

....

...

"The Fourth Realm has indeed emerged."

Fu Qingjun sat in the room, drinking milk, eating cookies, thinking that indeed, he cannot turn the tables, but the Fourth Realm is more powerful and mysterious than he imagined. This level of life is a critical point for a civilization's eruption.

As for who wins or loses, it is not important to Fu Qingjun.

Anyway, as long as that transcendent civilization sandbox in the building continues to develop, following its natural course, it's the best natural selection.

Fu Qingjun thought for a moment and opened the notebook, recording the destruction after the Sun Dynasty:

Hmm....

Let's call it the Witch Snail Dynasty.

After a while, he recorded a little more before closing the book.

"Perhaps, it is time to transform the sandbox once more."

"But it may not require too much intervention from me, because it's already a mature ruin building that will develop a perfect ecosystem on its own... I just need to provide a channel for gene fusion."

Even with just a few glances, one could tell that this creature indeed possessed the powers akin to mythical divine demons.

However, the cockroach bloodline is indeed a bit disgusting.

How could one soak cockroaches in wine?

Forget it, it's not like he'll be drinking it himself anyway.

He thought about many things, standing in front of the mirror.

"I'm starting to lose my hair."

Suddenly, Fu Qingjun silently sensed his body, taking a deep breath.

The third hair loss came so naturally.

Just as he imagined, absorbing a higher level soul as a catalyst would break through the bottleneck.

His hair began to fall rapidly.

His entire mind seemed to explode, undergoing unimaginable, earth-shaking changes.

Hair fell all over the ground, and new hair grew crazily, swiftly sprouting, soon cascading over his shoulders and even covering the floor, pitch black.

Fu Qingjun also felt dizzy, a sign of a large energy deficit...

The brain was about to be drained again!!

"I can't go on, need to replenish energy quickly."

Fu Qingjun took a deep breath, a cluster of hair rapidly grew, like a long snake through the tunnel, crawling to the other world, "Go find energy."

Instantly condensed, transforming into a human-sized black-haired giant.

The hair was instantly severed, remotely controlling the hair giant.

"Indeed, the ability is evolving again, the hair giant can be remotely controlled completely..."

In the mist, Fu Qingjun stood at the familiar residential building doorway, his expression flickering,

"In a sense, the time-space tunnel is still small, although it can't allow a real person to enter, I can return to this world."

"I once lived in the high school district building, a building I went around for seventeen years...."

"I'm back!"

He walked across the residential building, stepping on the cement pavement, observing the apocalyptic world that had drastically changed.

The outside of the building was full of mist, eerie, giving a mysterious calm feeling, hiding unknown enormous evil within.

Uncertain where the shelters and survivor camps built by the surviving humans were hidden?

Looking down again,

The doorway of the residential building was full of blood and corpses.

The entire land was still in slaughter, intensely frenzied, under the hidden push of a huge dark hand, almost no living being existed, just a plethora of corpses, no vitality...

Boom!!

His vast Spiritual Power swept across, souls drifting at the building entrance returned, somewhat satisfying his hungry mind.

This destruction had too wide a scope!

It's not just a small desk, collecting with dumb-haired puppets for unknown duration, better to walk through the whole building himself.

He stepped inside, looking at the stairway, his expression complex, "That kind property middle-aged uncle always called 'Little Fu, your delivery's here' when I returned, wonder how he's doing now?"

The property people were gone, leaving only an empty room, filled with tiny exquisite buildings.

Fu Qingjun felt somewhat unfamiliar, truly seventeen years apart.

"Community, I'm back."

Fu Qingjun's expression relaxed, he walked into the residential building's stairway.

Like a vast giant, entering the civilization's high tower.

"I can finally descend into the sandbox world I built!"

At this moment, still lurking in the ruins, Professor Naxika planned to witness the civilization's final destruction, observing it secretly from a small town at the stairway entrance.

"Simply insane, indeed not simple, the Demon Realm's war once felt eerie, now it seems, she wants to cleanse the entire world including her and the enemy races! She intends to destroy the world!" Professor Naxika recorded frantically, this was the prehistoric truth.

Once the fourth level appears, it's world destruction, improving bloodlines?

"This is..."

Incomprehensible vast life swept by the darkness, akin to towering mountains, silently stepping and drifting into this world.

His feet were unreachable, Professor Naxika noting ancient history, stunned,

In the ruins.

"What is this?"

A few remaining Black-winged Angels, Witch powerhouse, raised their heads in battle with difficulty.

Looking at the mysterious pillar in the mist, the twisted giant shadow, floating in the twilight rays, suddenly recalling the ancient Ancient Stele.

"On the first day, Amiro created life."

Countless people abruptly turned heads, looking at the gigantic shadow at the building entrance, as if witnessing the most magnificent divine miracle on earth.

It was the Primordial God, the one who bestowed life to all things in the world, an incomprehensible cosmic event, had astonishingly... returned to this blood-soaked witch land, stepping in.

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