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Liu Jun organized his thoughts and considered it very likely.

After all, there is historical precedent for this.

Right now, we are equivalent to the First Divine Era.

The most primitive, wild, and useless founding old fathers.

Historically speaking, could the just-emerged Sixth Tier First Divine Era ever come to a good end?

Your own children, the Second Divine Era, the Tenth Divine Era, the Hundredth Divine Era... one of them is bound to knock you down, eliminate you, the outdated old man ancestor!

Moreover.

According to calculations.

The children of the Divine Eras tend to get stronger over successive generations.

Based on this calculation, it does seem to make sense.

Our First Divine Era World is indeed a bit weak!

If it weren’t for our cheat abilities, we’d have been overthrown a long time ago by the Second Divine Era world, which would have replaced us.

Moreover, Fortuna provided a crucial piece of information.

The newly invading, immensely young Third Divine Era world is older than the Second Divine Era by thirty thousand years.

From this, Liu Jun came up with a hypothesis.

Every Divine Era child is thirty thousand years older than their parent!

Each new era advances by thirty thousand years; this is the real reason why new Divine Era children can thrash their old fathers.

Liu Jun pondered,

"This is a bit mysterious, could it be that the world’s time isn’t flowing normally but is instead flowing through the birth of children?"

"With each child born, history advances by thirty thousand years!"

Second Divine Era’s child, is the thirty thousand years later [Sun Chaos Myth].

Third Divine Era’s child, is another thirty thousand years later [Heavenly Dao Will Myth].

That is to say...

With every child born, does it represent the start of the next new mythic era?

The more Liu Jun thought, the more he found it interesting.

The construction of this world is too marvelous, everything interlinked.

And it also repeats your prior Sixth Tier period, a world view that was extremely dark and hopeless.

"Calculating this way, we founding old relics are doomed to die with certainty."

Thought of this, God along with Fortuna had unconsciously arrived at a certain place.

The location where the new-born Heavenly Dao children were imprisoned.

In the cage, a detained child named Ligon opened his eyes as if he sensed something:

"God, please don’t imprison me any longer, I feel that my children, grandchildren, are coming to kill me."

"My son belongs to the Sun God Era, my grandson to the Heavenly Dao Will Era..."

"Oh?" God said, "You can actually sense that?"

"Of course," Ligon replied, "I am equivalent to a world endowed with Life Energy, an alternative form of life, sensing certain orders."

"I can clearly feel my son’s collapse."

"The grandson, armed with advanced technology, is defeating the Sun God Era in the exceedingly sophisticated Heavenly Dao Will Era."

Heh.

Liu Jun inwardly sneered, advanced?

He thought the opponent was exaggerating.

This Heavenly Dao Will Ligon has been imprisoned by us.

If developed, perhaps it would be strong, but he didn’t think it would be overwhelmingly powerful.

If their side’s God hadn’t been severely injured, the Third Divine Era world might not have been defeated by the opponent.

After all, the God Surya on that side holds a Divine Position; the Third World God you’re slaughtering is a mortal.

If Surya was still around, he could have completely utilized stealthy learning methods to steal all their technologies.

Do not underestimate the terror of Surya.

Unfortunately, Surya is severely injured, and without the protection of wisdom, the learning capability of that world is too feeble.

Which is why they got beaten to such an extent.

God showed a faint smile, "You praise your Heavenly Dao Will Era as being so strong, merely to get me to value you, to release you, allowing you to grow."

Next to him, that bitch Fortuna shouted: "It’s all your fault, why did you give birth so quickly?"

Fortuna loudly complained: "Why is the birth of worlds as fast as diarrhea? You need to give birth in moderation, with regulation, with planning; otherwise, you’re just raising a bunch of traitors to kill you!"

Ligon shook his head in the cage, "This is not something I can choose, the world order is being perfected, Divine Objects are descending, parallel worlds are generated by the Divine Objects themselves in this series."

The birth of parallel mirrored worlds is not something it can resolve.

This is the choice of the Creator God.

Or perhaps it’s an inevitable event caused by too many soup ingredients.

"Therefore, we are all grasshoppers tied to the same rope."

"The creatures inside your world are like the bacterial colonies parasitizing within my human body; once I am killed by subsequent Divine Era worlds, you all will not fare well either."

"I, as the first generation, am the true source of the world, and our Divine Objects are real; they are virtual worlds. They will desperately trace back to the source, coming one generation after another to exterminate us."

Ligon kept persuading, trying to get the gods to release him; they must join forces.

As long as he quickly caught up in power, mastering the thirty thousand years of Heavenly Dao Will foundation of the Third Divine Era, he could begin to resist the invasion.

But after some thought, God remained unimpressed, "To completely save you is very difficult; according to Divine Era history, for the First Divine Era to survive, it’s almost against the objective law of history!"

Fortuna said, "Yes, the first Divine Era has no chance of survival; if calculated according to the Sixth Tier, it would take at least thirty to forty Divine Eras to barely survive among the many Divine Eras."

Hearing the opponent’s words, Ligao couldn’t help but shout, "Then you can only die with me!"

"No."

God shook his head, "We can transform into the golden eagles of the era, leaving the original First Divine Era World, and whenever a new Divine Era appears, we can go there, imprison the local Heavenly Dao Consciousness, and settle down!"

God’s meaning was very clear.

Your Divine Eras just keep being born, the Tenth, the Hundredth, the Two-hundredth?

We just run over and settle down there, why cling to you and protect you?

"You can die in peace now." Fortuna was not fazed by the threat.

"You bacteria, damn bacteria!"

Ligao’s anger surged upon hearing this.

To their worlds, they seemed like humans.

And those parasitic bacteria in their bodies wanted to travel through the bloodstream, run to their offspring, hijack their brains, turning their kids into brain-dead, vegetative states, and then parasitize inside their bodies?

How evil, how cruel is that!

He almost wanted to eliminate the other party right then and there.

"Let’s leave." God ignored Ligao’s furious face.

He knew that the opponent was not wrong, and neither was he.

This was a matter of camps.

Like when they dealt with the two pitiable children, Madra and Mandar.

On the way, Fortuna was worried, "It’s truly pitiful. We thought we had just escaped despair, and now the world’s new despair has come again. Will we never escape the mechanism of the Divine Era in our lifetime?"

Thinking that humanity had avoided the curse of improving realms through birth.

Unexpectedly, the world once again encountered the curse of improving realms through birth.

God chuckled, "Think positively; as the Divine Eras accumulate, we’re getting closer to the next realm."

"You mean?" Fortuna was surprised.

"Yes." God said lightly, "As the Divine Eras keep stacking up, the Eighth Tier we might never see may eventually appear during some period."

"But the Divine Eras are too despairing; experiencing it again now..." Fortuna had already developed a psychological shadow.

God said, "Discover the tragedy, then change the tragedy. If we can reshape the environment once, we can do it a second time."

After a pause, God told Fortuna, "Let those energetic ones stop thinking about establishing sects and slaughtering gods all day. It’s time to keep them busy."

"Are you telling them the truth? Won’t that cause panic?" Fortuna asked.

"Heh, they come from panic, and they just return to fear." God’s eyes were incomparably cold.

God said, "They’ve long been numb to the bloody history of killing their parents. They adapt well now, just tell them directly."

So, under Fortuna’s lifeless fate, countless floors got twisted into slabs of destiny with the announcements of the gods written on them.

Without any concealment, they just told them the truth.

Every tavern, everyone looked at the noticeboard above, with countless drunkards shouting:

"Interesting, are today’s gods too audacious? Telling us this? Aren’t they afraid we might panic?"

"What’s there to panic about? This time, as a Divine Era, we’re not the ones being killed! We’re just the bacteria on those Divine Eras!"

"Hahaha, you’re saying we get to watch those Divine Eras kill each other while we watch the show?"

"As bacteria, aren’t we just here to watch?"

"Interesting."

"No, as the bacteria on them, if we’re killed and haven’t transferred, we might die on the corpse."

"It’s dangerous, but it’s already good. Haven’t we seen all sorts of dangers before?"

Everyone was bold and optimistic, even eager to try.

These were a group of pitiable people who had experienced more suffering, more painful despair.

In less than half a year.

With the whole nation preparing for war, the new era’s enemy brought pressure, and those who wanted to slaughter gods paused.

Because the gods formulated a completely new strategic guideline:

Invade the Second Divine Era World, retake the parallel Divine Object plan!

Take back this entrance, grab that parallel Divine Object, and whoever gets it will be the parallel god of the new era.

This made countless people eager to try, gearing up for action.

Additionally, the number of foreign civilizations kept increasing.

After all, those "prison civilizations" were all crafty ghosts, they heard about this Seventh Tier civilization, but felt what good things exist in the world?

Could it be a trap?

But upon hearing the new news: What? The Seventh Tier also has a father-killing mechanism and such a desperate route of birth? Are they inviting us to suffer together?

Then never mind.

So they felt there was no deception, instead, more immigrants kept coming.

Along with this, the area of the entire magic solar system expanded, and many people had already advanced into the Third Layer, Fourth Layer of the Seventh Tier.

The entire era had entered the mid-Seventh Tier period.

And at this time.

The gods finally opened the battlefield entrance: "Anyone can pass through the final destiny, enter the Second Divine Era World, and join the war!"

Thus, countless people began to take action.

Charge.

Snatch the parallel Divine Object, the opportunity to ascend to divinity is right in front of us!

In the Second Divine Era World

Seeing this scene, Xiangtuo Mo blew his beard and glared, "Is this being attacked from both sides? Not only won’t you help us, but you’ll also come stomp us, and try to snatch the parallel Divine Object?"