The prehistoric mythological era.
The Great Flood years.
Qin Hong murmured quietly, staring at the scene before her.
The Divine Demon Night Banquet, it really can traverse past and future, travel to distant times and spaces...
I have arrived at that most mysterious era!
"Wait, is the God of this period really the angel with white wings?"
"I created the Maya Angels on Earth after the Great Flood, I have regressed to an ancestral state!" She pondered silently: "But, why do I always regress, all living beings on earth seem to be my ancestors?"
The current situation is very inexplicable,
Even she felt strange, having reincarnated into some kind of weapon, similar to the divine demon remnants in the mist—an artifact race?
Just as she hesitated in her heart, contemplating continuously,
Click.
The door outside the room made a sound.
"Brother, I've come to visit again." The voice of the chubby Li Tusheng sounded from outside.
"Come in." A clear voice called out.
