Steel Armor City

It is not difficult to create a world, especially for Tirathmis, a god who was originally created in Machine City world. Creating a continent in such a Level 2 world is much simpler than creating a new world. At least in Plane Rule, there is no need to do a lot of basic bedding and design.

The imprisonment of Tirathemis breakthrough is only a matter of time, but the creator of this plane has a special setting for this space, and uses too few rules, Tirath Mis had to rebuild and combine some rules to create more advanced rules, which in turn affected the stability of the Plane Rule system and found plane defects. There is no doubt that these plane groups are Atriana’s masterpieces. Although Versailles masters order, it is no different from an idiot in creativity, and simply cannot be compared with Atriana.

I think some of her skills were taught by Tirathmis back then…

The Goddess of the memory of the Secretary, has never been a good stubborn, and relies on her good Memories, and her almost harsh rules of calculation of favors, plus she is just like mortal women who want to split every penny in half and spend a lot of gifts with the merchants, they are all women, the worst The situation appeared, such a plane with so few resources and rules that were almost barren, indeed trapped Tirathemis in it. For Tirathmis who wants to cross quickly, this situation is so bad that it ranks among the top five in the Level 2 world he has entered and exited.

Calculated by the time of this plane, within a thousand years, Tirathmis regretted the number of times he had hit Atriana a little bit brutally at that time, and reached a record-breaking 250 times. Ratmis is not a person who likes to regret, nor a person who likes to remember, but in those boring cycles while waiting for some objects to grow, he actually feels a little guilty for Atriana. This is also an unprecedented thing.

Guilty? Somewhat ridiculous, Tirathemis put down a crystal plate in his hand and smiled bitterly. After all, Atriana moved her hand at him. Although it would not be the soul flew away and scattered by hitting the crystal, the pain made him lift up. There was absolutely no problem with Temis for the past month. For such a malicious attack, it was much heavier than Onomia only wanted what was in his hands.

God also has feelings.

The energy center in the crystal world is obviously in the center of the huge Star River, where the temple of the wind chime Princess is located. All rays of light and purple energy are emitted from there, since I can’t and don’t want to destroy the energy center of this world. Tirathemis can only recreate a Tirathemis own energy center to catalyze the growth of all things on this nascent road.

Energy is the foundation that drives the activities of every world. Even in such a world that is illusory for the real world, the truth is the same, otherwise this plane will become a piece without anything. Void. Of course, Versailles would never agree to imprison Tirathemis in a void world. A plane with no rules means that anything that enters this plane is itself all the rules of this plane. This For the main god created by Tirathmis, it is tantamount to a loophole in the rules. For him, this loophole can be used to create infinite ways to directly blast this plane cluster into pieces, so that he can sway. Escaped.

Tirathemis built his temple in the air directly above the newly born continent named Osedorun. The temple is supported by 24 giant crystal pillars of up to 100 meters high, surrounded by five people. Located on a floating huge rock with a radius of nearly 100 kilometers, all around the huge rock are dozens of giant dragons whose body length has been reduced to fifty-sixty meters. They are both the Guardian of the temple and the servants of Tirathmis. The top of the giant crystal pillar is not a roof. Tirathemis does not need to be sheltered from wind and rain. There are huge grooves on it. There are 24 huge grooves on the 24 giant pillars. There are countless lights flowing in the grooves. I don’t know how the light is generated. It flows out from the grooves at the top of the residence like spring water. It falls on the ground like a waterfall, and then flows to the edge of the huge rock according to the grooves on the ground, and finally falls. To the continent below.

Different from the currents, those light streams are very honest in the temple of Tirathemis. Once they leave the temple of Tirathemis, they are like wild horses that have opened the reins, galloped away, and recovered. The original characteristics of the light fell on the corners of Osedorun.

The temple of Ratmis is the sun of Osedoron.

There are a lot of words written on the crystal board in front of Tirathmis, and when you look closely, it is a complicated formula. These texts are all etched up with yellow rays of light. In some places, some of the content of the formula is still rapidly self-combining, dissolving, and then recombining. The formulas are not complete mathematical symbols. Some of them look like some kind of Magic Talisman, which vaguely condenses a certain kind of energy, and they are still spinning and moving on their own. All the words and symbols follow Tirathemis’s instructions. When his finger points to a certain place or traverses some places, the words and symbols there will be slightly adjusted.

Science has reached a certain level. It is not only indistinguishable from magic, but fuse together with magic to form a huge organizational system. The crystal plate in Tirathemis’s hand is a real-time calculation tool for Osedorun’s overall power distribution system. The consumption of divine force will affect the completion of Tirathemis itself. The crystal plate is a tool. Tirathemis adopts some newly established plane laws when making it. It can extract power from the plane independently. To maintain the power required for its operation, so as to minimize the loss of Tirathemis’s own divine force.

There is a series of seven-digit numbers on the wafer board that are constantly changing. That is the current population of Osedoron. Next to it, a constantly changing magical array slowly stopped turning, and a cloud of yellow haze slowly dissipated, showing a table of branches, with a set of numbers after some crystal plates listed on it, saying bishop, The number of priests such as cardinal bishops and priests. This is the number of the main clergy in the congregation who believe in Tirathemis. Tirathemis frowned even more at the number behind the bishop, the number behind it was 8.

In other words, in this world, within a thousand years, only 8 self-conscious individuals of extreme beliefs were successfully developed on the continent of Osedoren of Tirathemis. This achievement is a bit too low. At present, there is no Archbishop capable of organizing a group of believers and expanding its believers, let alone a pope who can use divine force to support the overall educational affairs of a party.

Without the Pope, there is no way to build a super-large array that can be blocked by the breakthrough plane. Tirathmis can only wait here.