Genesis: Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Chapter 345 Dialogue and Battle

Is there no need to continue fighting?

Not your match?

What is Sisyphus, who is so proud and arrogant that he doesn't respect anyone, saying?
Only Mogannan felt that this statement was of great value.

Although not good at fighting.

But as a street hustler, a ghost fire demon, a blond-haired man, and a parallel god who threatens to steal from his wife, Morganan is also quite knowledgeable.

Who is Sisyphus? The most powerful civilization of our time: the myth of Sisyphus, who swept across six kingdoms and unified the world.

He even killed the Black God in their history, a God so powerful that he considered him no less powerful than any other God.

For now.

The combat power, aura, and oppressive presence of Sisyphus upon his appearance were countless times greater than those of the god Livy before him.

How could they not be rivals?

It was just a simple exchange; a high-five melted away his burning fighting spirit.

I don't understand at all.

Seeing Morganan's look, Sisyphus casually explained:

"Although I possess knowledge and experience far beyond my time, God can learn this knowledge from us through battle."

Just like the previous civil war of God.

As long as you can't kill the opponent instantly, God's omnipotent and omniscient aura can quickly learn everything.

After just one tentative exchange, Sisyphus realized that he could not defeat this god instantly.

One's knowledge will inevitably be learned by others.

Therefore, in terms of knowledge base and historical accumulation, he did not have the advantage of the times.

This is one of them.

Secondly, when both sides are evenly matched in terms of knowledge and combat skills, the competition comes down to hard factors such as their special transformation forms and basic racial stats.

God can transform into an omniscient, hidden God.

You can also act as a force, using the various powers that permeate your body to fight against these bacteria.

Both sides have unique abilities that allow them to fight, so it can be considered a draw.

But the last item is the base stats for the race.
Sisyphus spoke calmly to Morganan:
"They're actually stronger than me, a mere conceptual being of the Celestial Race. I can't understand how they did it!"

At this point, Mogannan understood.

The divine power of God is: to replicate your combat skills and foundation.

If the skills are similar, then the two sides will compare their base stats.

But God's base stats are too high.

They have 500 billion points of strength, and you have 100 billion points of strength. You both have the same skills, so how can you fight?
In arm wrestling matches of equal skill levels, even a 10% difference in strength can quickly lead to a noticeable difference.

Mo Gannan gave an awkward laugh and said:
"There is indeed no need to continue fighting. It will only benefit the other side by allowing them to learn our knowledge."

He offered a compliment, but like Sisyphus, he was also suspicious: Strange! It's really strange, how can this God's base stats be so high?
In the mythological era, basic racial stats were largely managed by the God of Evolution.

But the basic stats of the God's race before us don't seem to originate from flesh and blood; rather, they seem to have been enhanced in a more mysterious way.

This filled Mo Gannan with immense envy and longing.

It's important to understand that any divine power attribute is multiplied from a base value.

Therefore, as an evolutionary elephant, Thomo was given the title of Hercules.

Sisyphus ignored Morganan and instead gave God Levi a deep look. "We don't need to fight. At the very least, you have earned my respect."

"Let's find a place to sit down and talk."

“Go to the Tower of Babel.” God vanished from the spot. “There you will find sights you have never seen before.”

Soon God used concealment to open the mushroom soup, stepped out of his own mushroom soup world, entered the outside universe, and went to the Tower of Babel built in the starry sea of ​​the new era.

Wow!
The next moment, Sisyphus immediately followed, leaving the place of the gods through the opening opened by God.

Amidst the rolling waves of countless spatial oceans, a towering structure stands in the center of the entire universe's spatial ocean, with a sky full of stars overhead.

This tower is the pillar that connects the mushroom soup with the real world.

At the end of the tower lies the "House of the Gods".

The tower connects to the bottom of the ocean, with the sky above, like a stabilizing needle stuck in the sea.

They are responsible for transporting countless cosmic substances from the outer cosmic mines to replenish Liu Jun's mushroom soup: the abode of the gods.

Besides Liu Jun's mushroom soup, numerous civilizations have emerged in this cosmic mine, centered around the Tower of Babel.

They longed to enter the abode of the gods.

Only by entering that place can one have the opportunity to participate in the trials of the gods, become a god, and become stronger!
Sisyphus gazed curiously at the starry sky above him. "I've never seen anything like this before. Is this the universe outside?"

As a parallel world in the form of virtual information, it exists in dependence on the first main world.

They are a parallel world of gods, so they don't have a map of the outside universe.

Arriving in the vast universe outside the magical world for the first time, I looked at this enormous Tower of Babel, with spaceships occasionally coming to seek refuge in the distance.
"The universe is vast and boundless, yet it is filled with despair." Sisyphus's expression was full of emotion.

Seeing Sisyphus's expression, Morganan interjected, "You are beings from a parallel world, no different from the dead who came out of the world of death before!"

"They are all products of the same conceptual world, but you who came from a parallel world are a greater threat to us."

Soon.

They began to sit on the top of the Tower of Babel, and God and Sisyphus began to discuss and converse.

The protagonist of each mythological era, although his divine era has arrived, is unable to completely overthrow God.

Therefore, it became a tradition for the protagonist of the era to discuss the Tao with God.

Yes.

Sisyphus is the protagonist of the next mythological era!

Similar to the previous goddess of fate, the chaotic sun god.
The Celestial Race will undoubtedly be the dominant force in the next era. While Sisyphus himself may not ascend to the throne, one of his kin will certainly do so.

Furthermore, the mythological era that is about to arrive is very special.

Even though they had not yet fully risen to power, these emperors, with mortal bodies, ruled over the gods!

This is something that neither the previous goddess of fate nor the chaotic sun god could accomplish.

When they truly rise to power and possess the strength to absorb all divine objects, that will be the time when a true mythical emperor descends.

This will trigger a major upheaval in the mythological era.

"Tell me, in which age of gods will your ultimate emperor descend?" God asked the core question right from the start.

Sisyphus said calmly, "There is already a sixth generation of gods. That guy's technology has not yet been unleashed, and there is absolutely no sign of him breaking through. It will be at least ten generations later."

Without hesitation, God asked again, "When he appears, are you confident you can defeat him?"

"No."

Sisyphus said, "That is the theoretically perfect God-King, who can contain all divine objects and use any divine power on his own. He is almost an enhanced version of a super God!"

"However, their technology should have stagnated ten generations ago, and I could kill them all by myself."

God showed a hint of surprise: "Are you sure?"

"of course."

Sisyphus was speaking incredibly arrogantly, yet his sincere tone made it seem as if he were stating a self-evident fact.

"The future generations of gods will all have roughly the same level of civilization."

"What we're competing in is individual combat effectiveness, skill level, and talent."

"I can take them down by myself."

God smiled gently upon hearing this, "Instead of saying so much, why not just try it out?"

Sisyphus looked at Morganan beside him: "Okay, let's go to the end of the world and open up a new world."

Mogannan broke out in a cold sweat.

How come these two people have such unconventional thinking?

I thought a fight was about to break out, but they only touched each other briefly before giving up the battle.

I thought they would continue chatting amicably like this, but then I casually mentioned that they were about to start fighting again.

During their conversation, these two casually mentioned challenging themselves to the seventh, eighth, and ninth ranks. Were they trying to show off?
Sisyphus stood up, put down his wine glass, and said, "It's just a little entertainment after dinner, a bit of exercise."

Gan!
The logic of these two people is so erratic!
Mo Gannan couldn't help but mentally yell, "You guys don't care about your lives, but I do! What if you encounter a monster you can't defeat?"
Are you guys looking to die?

A new, unknown enemy has emerged, possessing a level of strength and talent even more extraordinary than Sisyphus.
Wouldn't you be devastated and unable to cry then?
Looking at the timid Morganan, Sisiris was speechless: "Show me the kind of attitude you have when you threaten me."

"And if something unexpected happens, we can only say that we're unlucky."

"The seventh, eighth, and ninth generations of gods will be our inevitable opponents sooner or later. Whether they are strong or weak, we will have to face them head-on."

"Alright!" Morganan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, opened a parallel entrance, and arrived at the collapsed ruins of the Sixth World.

Wow!
A new seventh world is being conceived.

Morganan kindly closed the door to the First World behind him: "To prevent this enemy from reaching the core of the main world, I'll first close the door on the fellow beings in the First World."

"There's no need to close it; just leave the door there."

God, atop the Tower of Babel, said calmly, "If Sisyphus can't win, this opponent will just come through this door and get beaten."

"Although I will not enter the parallel world, if he enters the territory of reality, then he must be prepared to be annihilated."

Mogannan remained silent.

It's crazy.

What if the other party kills Sisyphus, then goes through the door you left behind, comes to reality, and attacks you as well?
However, Morganan did not close the door.

The current situation is:

Seventh World - Sixth World - First World.

God sits at the edge of the First World, silently watching the battle in the parallel world ahead.

Wow!
Just the next moment.

The Seventh World was fully born, and a powerful being from the Seventh World emerged, representing the will of Heaven.

The Seventh Mythological Era: The Myth of the Mass.

Demon King Mishar makes his slow entrance.

The man was tall with an effeminate face and exuded a dangerous, chilling aura.

"So you're the one challenging me?" Missar said calmly.

Sisyphus's brilliant hair flew wildly as he smiled at his new opponent. "Looks pretty good."

In the distance, at the edge of the First World.

God sat atop the Tower of Babel, gazing down upon the parallel battlefield across the gates, looking down upon the Messiah with an aloof and superior gaze, and said:

"This guy looks a bit special, now it's your turn to perform."

Sisyphus snorted coldly, "I can take care of him with one spell."

The newly arrived man, upon hearing the conversation between the two men, felt a surge of anger rising within him.

What do they think they are?

How dare a mere fifth-generation god-hero provoke me, the seventh-generation god-hero? Doesn't he know that the later generations of gods are stronger?

“You are a disgrace to our Heavenly Will Clan, actually drinking and making merry with the corrupt old gods.”

With a roar, all sorts of auras suddenly erupted:

"Watch me beat you to death, then travel through worlds to the prime plane, and beat that God drinking in that tower to death!"

(End of this chapter)