The picture on the sky was torn apart by thunder and flames. Seeing the divine power that kept falling on the sky of the God-Forsaken Land, almost tearing the entire continent apart, Klein felt his eyes sting.
"How is it? My two ships are pretty good, aren't they?" Senior Pan Ruidax's voice rang in Klein's ears. He looked at the two huge cruise ships. Although the normal passenger capacity was only 3,000 people,
But without considering comfort and cargo, two ships are more than enough to carry tens of thousands of people.
Klein turned his head and looked at the senior who should have disappeared ten minutes ago with a slightly solemn expression, frowning and saying:
"Senior, have you anticipated this scene a long time ago?"
"Although the resurrection of the ancient sun god is the key point of the 'God Paradox' plan I left behind, I actually didn't think that the two things would happen at the same time. After all, I was not familiar with the process of the plan. The two ships have always been
They are all docked in this illusory sea area. It is a springboard for teleportation. It was originally reserved for me to be promoted to Miracle Master. After all, Moon City and Silver City are just like rituals reserved for diviners. Don’t you think so?
? As for my current state... Well, another way of using the teaching is to use my castle to provide spirituality, so that I can exist independently of your spiritual supply. However, I am still essentially your extraordinary ability, so
If you cancel the summons, I will still disappear."
After listening to the senior's words, Klein also sighed helplessly. As he owns Origin Castle, he knows very well that what the senior said is correct. Moon City and Silver City were obviously arranged, but the person who arranged this matter
, is it the creator of Silver City? Or is it the "original" awakening in his body?
And what role did Source Castle, or the existence above Source Castle, play in this matter?
Seeing the two ghost ships slowly sailing away from the area that seemed to be about to collapse at any time, Klein stopped his unnecessary thoughts. He looked at the senior, and finally cast his gaze behind him at the sky that seemed to have been set on fire——
"Will Mr. Devil be okay?"
"Not necessarily, after all, what follows is a real battle between gods!"
…
On the outskirts of Backlund, Adam, who had taken the potion, had completed his promotion. He looked at the sky that had returned to normal, and his body began to fade away. But at this moment, he suddenly stopped entering the group's subconscious sea and turned around.
Looking to the west, not long after, an old man wearing a white robe, gold-rimmed glasses, and a faint bookish air appeared not far away.
"The angel of Herabergen... no, Herabergen." Adam revealed the identity of the visitor in a calm tone. However, the angel descended from God had no intention of taking action. He just acted respectfully.
An ancient ritual, and then he knelt down on one knee, as if he were a subordinate waiting for the monarch to abdicate.
"Your purpose?" Adam didn't talk nonsense. The other party had already explained his attitude by helping to resist Feng Bai's actions of tearing the sky apart. But with the other party's style, it was obvious that the divine descending would not be truly accepted at this time.
Punishment comes.
"Dear Lord, I hope to observe the process of your fantasy of uniqueness and sequence-oneness." The descended angel showed a humble expression, but his brass eyes already revealed what the other party meant.
.
"So this is what you had in mind?" Adam's tone was unusually playful, perhaps due to the influence of the full-bodied humanity that had truly revived.
He is not worried about the deception of the divine being in front of him, or in other words, even if he separates his uniqueness and extraordinary characteristics, he is not something that a mere divine being can deal with.
Without the slightest hesitation, he had completed his fantasy of uniqueness and extraordinary characteristics, but he did not strip away the uniqueness. He just condensed a simple quill pen in his hand.
"Thank you for your kindness." The bronze color in the eyes of the descended god slowly disappeared. The descended angel's body was shocked, and then he looked up in shock, only to find that the blond god who was supposed to be standing in front of him had disappeared without a trace.
…
Click! Click!
Terrifying cracks appeared in the sky of the Land Abandoned by the Gods, and more divine power seeped in from the gap where Snow had launched his "live broadcast" before. It seemed that he was planning to take advantage of the opportunity when the real creator had just reincarnated and his power had not yet returned to its peak to destroy him.
He struck hard again.
The destructive power fell directly from the star realm and struck hard on the kingdom of the true creator. The power of the two true gods became more and more violent. At this moment, angels and demigods had become foils.
Snow only felt that his body had completely turned into invisible particles, scattered in the sky above the land abandoned by the gods. He felt the horror of the flames and thunder passing by at close range, but he seemed not to worry about what would happen because of it.
Injuried.
With the True Creator as an anchor, Snow's promotion to Sequence One was a smooth process. It reversed the ritual effect caused by the death of a quasi-old man and pushed him to the Sequence One position.
But he did not end his promotion, because he was keenly aware that something that he had ignored before had really revealed a clue. His vision continued to rise, passing through the sky of the God's Abandoned Land,
It seemed that he had passed through the spiritual world and ascended straight into the star world, but he did not see the general scene of the universe, but seemed to have opened up a new perspective. At this moment, he was in the place abandoned by the gods, watching
Something has arrived.
It was a mist whose color was difficult to describe in words. It seemed to have been compressed to some extreme, and it looked like only a small mist. In that thick, ink-like black cloud, there was a godless mist.
The eyes are open without focus, and if you insist on saying so, it feels a bit like the black [Millennium Eye].
"Ancient Chaos."
Although there was no reason, this name suddenly appeared in Snow's mind. Even though the other party was not similar to the previously obtained information except for its color, Snow understood that it must be Ancient Chaos. He even
It can be clearly felt that the characteristics of the "cherubi" as the auxiliary material slowly flow into the eyeball and replace it with strange power.
But just when he wanted to continue exploring in depth, Snow suddenly felt that his brain had been hit hard, and at the same time, there was a sound in his ears that looked like a man and a woman, an old man and a child, a saint and a sinner.
sound--
"Stop!"
Snow only felt that his body was descending rapidly and re-condensed into its original human form. In front of him was the Creator who was resisting thunder and fire like an Optimus Pillar. Behind him was the unconscious A
Sir and Snowman, the seriously injured Angel of the Word, and...
Adam?
"Take them and leave." Adam's tone seemed a little inexplicable. Compared with the dull tone before, it seemed to be a little more approving. Snow nodded and wanted to ask about the ancient chaos, but only saw Adam's voice that seemed to be full of "
"The Riddler" in his eyes, nodded slightly, reached out to pick up the Angel of the Holy Word and the two demigods, but just as he tore open the door of the traveler, a quill was thrown over by Adam——
"You deserve it."
Snow's hands were full, but he did not leave the three of them behind. Instead, an arm grew directly from behind and caught the quill firmly. He looked back at Adam, who was standing side by side with the resurrected True Creator.
