Genesis: Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Chapter 430 The Story of Magalas's Struggle
the other side.

Severely wounded General Rick was frantically fleeing, weaving through the sea of ​​people.

"Damn it, what are they? Our Sea King is dead? How could that be? It must be a lie!"

"How could the Angel Gabriel be so strong?"

"And this monster, Gabriel, is merely known as the left hand of God?"

"And what kind of monster is God himself? According to their descriptions, he seemed to have used his hand to make the one on the third day slap himself?"

This world has gone mad!

Bang!
Just then, he crashed hard into a figure.

He turned his head and saw a tall, imposing man standing opposite him. "So that's how it is. This is Dao Ling."

"Who are you?" Rick asked, his face showing fear.

"My name is Xibo, an egg from the 165th Age of Gods, a product of time travel." Xibo's lips curled into a slight smile. "Come, merge with me."

No sooner had he spoken than he swallowed the other person into his body.

With a scream, Rick was devoured piece by piece by his opponent.

Meanwhile, Xibo gradually transformed back into a giant egg and fell into a deep sleep on a planet.

A void force from this universe silently and slowly flowed into the newly formed body of Xibo, seemingly granting him some mysterious properties.

That was the power of destiny.

The old destiny, Hayes, is dead; the new destiny has fallen upon Sibyl.

He himself was a being born of destiny from the world of gods, and now a tremendous change has occurred in the mysterious realm.

A new mutated race of destiny, combining the characteristics of the real universe and divine power, seems to be slowly gestating a terrifying force within the giant egg.

Ten years later.

Liu Jun received the news in heaven.

Munisus, with Gabriel, returned victorious!

This ocean universe has been completely conquered.

It also brought countless enormous accumulations, and the various treasures in the treasury were simply dazzling to everyone.

"A total of 32851 shackles."

"But we let one of their generals go; he had more than three hundred shackles on him."

"Three hundred or so may not seem like a large number, but these systematic Dao Spirits of Shackles are the most precious!"

"The more than 30,000 shackles we have are all disorganized and cannot be combined, which is why they are just sitting in the national treasury gathering dust."

Seeing this, Munesus looked at God expectantly, "However, with God's supreme wisdom, these thirty thousand shackles can probably be pieced together to form several complete spiritual diagrams."

The other gods also watched God with longing, for these shackles were fragments within fragments. For example, a lower-level fire-elemental deity could comprehend dozens of shackles with different focuses, depending on the individual.

They also wanted God to use His amazing wisdom to help them put these fragments together into a usable spiritual entity.

"I will do my research."

"But it was a group of intelligent angels who were given the opportunity to form a specialized research team."

Looking at the number, Liu Jun thought it was just so-so.

After all, magical artifacts are subject to wear and tear, and most people choose to self-destruct before they die, rather than leave their life's worth of resources to their enemies.

Otherwise, the number would be several times higher.

Beside her, Fortuna looked at the mountain of treasures with excitement, exclaiming, "So many, so many!"

God shook his head. "The treasures in this virtual trial universe are all fake. To bring them to the real universe of the first trial, it will take a huge amount of energy to materialize them."

But these enormous supplies are enough for them to research the entirely new Dao Spirit Realm.

Liu Jun glanced at the treasures and thought to himself: "Indeed, murder and arson bring wealth, plunder is the only way to get rich, and seizing existing knowledge of civilization is the fastest way to improve!"

but.

This was also the first time he had ever experienced the thrill of robbery.

After all, the previous real universe was full of garbage civilizations, and their technology was not as advanced as Liu Jun's mushroom soup world.

Fortunately, the hiding places of these ancient old men were discovered.

There's such a huge treasure here!

The joy of finding these ancient gold coins is simply amazing!
And this is only the second trial.

Liu Jun was already filled with anticipation for the unknown trials above, wondering what equipment would drop after defeating the boss.

"Then let's enter the Dao Spirit Era."

"Yes!"

"By the way, Magalas, have you seen any trace of him lately?"

"No, that guy has already turned into a new Parallel God Street thug, wandering around everywhere. I doubt anyone could find him."

"Furthermore, this street urchin is probably no longer in our Second Trial. Our Parallel Era Eagle was able to open the door to the Second Trial, and his Parallel Power can definitely open this door as well!"

The group continued to discuss how, despite the recent uproar, Magalas had still not disappeared.

As the instigator of the Twelve Trials universe, he must have been secretly causing trouble within the Twelve Trials!
Since it's not here, it must be in some other trial universe.

The Third Trial Universe.

Forest area.

If we consider countless giant jellyfish as planets, then this place is home to countless giant wetland insects.

Chang Qingtian was still fleeing, looking utterly disheveled. He leaned against a huge tree to rest, muttering, "Damn it, it's all that God's fault! He's utterly despicable!"

He is currently being relentlessly hunted by powerful beings in the local universe, living a miserable life. If it weren't for his status as a being of destiny, possessing strong regenerative abilities and the capacity to absorb and release surrounding energy, he would probably have already perished in this intense pursuit.

Just then, a voice suddenly came from beside his ear: "Do you hate God?"

Chang Qingtian suddenly looked up and discovered that a man was sitting on the tree trunk.

"Who are you?" Chang Qingtian got goosebumps. When did you get close to me?
next moment.

The man appeared suddenly before them as if in a flash. "My name is Magalas. As you can see, I am of your kind."

His voice was extremely calm, "But as a small Heavenly Will clan, I seem to have some inherent disadvantages compared to your large Heavenly Will clans."

"Wait! Don't come near me!" Chang Qingtian revealed a strange look.

In the Twelve Trial Universes, there are theoretically only twelve Heavenly Will bosses. Where did this malnourished-looking member of the clan come from?
His aura and style are definitely not those of the Celestial Will Clan here.

A thought suddenly popped into my head: "Are you the will of God from that divine civilization?"

"clever!"

Magalas smiled. "You're about to die now, so why don't I send you on your way? Once I take your power and traits and replace you as the Third Day, I will help you take revenge on God."

Chang Qingtian's expression turned completely wrong, and he kept backing away, saying, "No need, I can settle accounts with him myself."

"hehe."

Magalas smiled. "No, you can't. You have to pay a huge price to open a dimensional portal and reach into the lower worlds."

"Furthermore, you can only reach out, you can't go there yourself."

"But I'm different."

Magalas unleashed his parallel divine power, the power of parallel projection, "See? This power of mine allows my body to be projected into another parallel world."

"I now have ten of them, in each trial."

"Ten." Chang Qingtian's mind went blank.

Does he mean that the front line has now reached the tenth trial?

Has the front line already reached such a high level?

He thought that as one of the strongest fighters on the front lines, reaching the sixth or seventh level was already quite impressive.

Who would have thought that the most cutting-edge strategy groups could be so terrifying?
As the boss guarding the third day, Chang Qingtian knew best how difficult it was.

Just how many outrageous monsters from the entire history of the universe have gathered at the front line?
Magalas smiled, a hint of apprehension in his eyes. "The front lines of the Tenth Trial? Those are indeed monsters!"

"My projection attempts to rise and grow in every trial."

"But for the tenth trial, I have died many times, and each time I have to re-project myself there."

Magalas muttered to himself,

"Furthermore, you have no idea how terrifying the high-level trials contain the dark secrets of the entire universe, and how horrific the worlds inhabited by those monsters are."

The Twelve Trials are essentially similar to a virtual parallel world.

Magaras, who possesses the power of the intermediate-level gods, can project a body of himself into every world, which is why he chose to open the Twelve Trials.

Now, he has ten versions of himself in each of the ten trials, all simultaneously tackling them.

Now, he has seized the opportunity in the third trial. God injured Chang Qingtian, the boss of the third day, and the chain reaction began.

Bang!
Magalas stomped hard on Chang Qingtian, pinning him to the ground, his foot rubbing against Chang's face repeatedly.
"Your face is so delicate and smooth. No wonder God loves your face so much."

"It feels really good to crush it."

"Damn it! Damn it!" Chang Qingtian flashed a look of anger, and with his last bit of strength, he unleashed it. "I'm going to kill you! I sense that you possess many so-called divine artifacts!"

"Just kill you, just kill you."

Chang Qingtian's anger finally erupted.

Despite being extremely weak, he somehow managed to recover to his peak strength by using some incredibly costly method.

Magalas's expression gradually turned solemn as a hint of surprise flashed across his face. "As expected, the hidden strengths of you people from the Heavenly Will are endless. God beat you up, and those local powerhouses have been hunting you down for so many years, yet you still have such powerful trump cards?"

This made Magalas realize something was wrong. He had been careful enough, but who knew that there would be such a twist in kicking someone when they're down? "This is a bit troublesome, but it doesn't matter. If God can do it, I can certainly fight someone above my level."

"I was a desperate fellow who had just finished my adventures in ten trials at the same time, and I also condensed my Dao Spirit."

The next instant, a fierce battle erupted.

An astonishing shockwave instantly ripped through the entire forest, and both sides unleashed terrifying power in a deadly battle.

No one can retreat in this battle.

Magalas took a deep breath:

"If I win, I can use the power of the parallel universe as my base on the third day, allowing my powerful subordinates to project and attack other trials."

"For the higher-level trials, I can project my army to conquer them—the fourth, fifth, and sixth."

"The lower trials, the first and second trials, the God civilization over there is also facing my attack."

"Fighting on two fronts, pushing forward from both ends."

Magalas's expression suddenly sharpened.

He feared the rise of God more than anyone else.

God is growing too fast now.

He absolutely cannot let God continue to develop like this.

He intends to conquer the Third Trial Universe, organize the powerful beings of the local universe, and use their strength to bully the weak and attack God of the Second Trial Universe.

With this determination, Magalas was determined to win this battle.

Furthermore, speed is crucial; otherwise, it will be troublesome if other local powerhouses arrive upon hearing the news.

(End of this chapter)