Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 3384 Dirty words... Dirty words...

The twelve artificial gods in the dream were unable to compete with "Carloso" who projected the Law of the Ring of Creation, and were suppressed in just one encounter.

The twelve artificial gods had previously formed a loose alliance with a common goal, and were confident that they had a 10% to 20% chance of defeating the Great Will, or at least severely damaging it.

How majestic and shocking he was at that time, as if he really had the posture of a god, but now it seems so ironic.

The great will Carlosuo appeared in the starry sky, with a stern face, white hair like snow, eyes filled with indifference to all ruthless things, and half of his body covered with golden-white armor.

Without any name for the attacking move, the twelve artificial gods were frozen in his gaze and could not help but tremble all over.

He actually directly manifested one of his most commonly used forms. The difference was so obvious. The thought just now was so absurd.

The sound echoed in layers, and a magnificent voice rang out, carrying a calm command, "Break away from the flesh that imprisons you, abandon your false thoughts, and return to the great will."

The void was still for a few seconds...

"We share the same great will, and our birth is also a destiny. Why don't you face yourself and choose to escape?" The man-made god, whose body is as tall as the clouds and can hold up the sky, spoke like thunder, and he used all his strength to open up a field where he could move.

The dark side is also part of the great will. Since it is a dialogue between oneself and oneself, why be so arrogant and look down on others?

"You and I are just the dark side growing in my heart. You have become my weakness, like my blood, a burden to my soul. You belong to me, but you are not me. You should never have been born."

After hearing these words, Ye Lin was extremely certain that the one who came to the dream deep in the Mist God's memory was the bad guy with a sharp tongue. The real Carlosso had the usual characteristics of the "Ka" family, and he spoke little.

If one day the universe is compressed into a silent two-dimensional foil, the only place bulging outward must be the mouth of the Ring of Creation.

At the same time, it also means that the God’s Conference should have ended, and it is unknown what results were discussed.

The question now is what is the purpose of the Ringbreaker coming down through the dream, and is the Mist God, who can no longer threaten Carlosso, still worth paying attention to?

Another man-made god with blond hair and a sturdy build spoke up, "Does your coming symbolize the imbalance of fate? You can no longer perfectly control your power. You are not perfect enough."

Ye Lin's heart skipped a beat. He seemed to have vaguely glimpsed a secret about the great will: imbalance, perfection, power...

It is indeed a bit mysterious. As the master of all things, the first light of the Primordial Sea, the creator with the title of the strongest in the universe, Carlosso's actions before and after separating and eliminating the dark side are quite strange.

Didn't he foresee that the dark side would have substance and will, and that he couldn't foresee a future in which he and the twelve artificial gods would both suffer losses and their bodies would disintegrate?

At this stage, the power of destiny should be in Carloso's hands. How could he not see the future? This is absolutely unreasonable.

"We were born with thoughts. It's the spread of wisdom, but also your intention. You are manipulating behind the scenes..." The artificial god suddenly resonated again and said the same words. The void was shaking, and the ripples shattered Carlosso's domain suppression.

Twelve rays of light rushed into the starry sky and collided with the great will embodied by the Ring of Creation, continuing the second half of the dream.

The nodes of the gods' war in the real world are chaotic and sealed, and even the true gods cannot touch the core. The memories of the fog god, who witnessed the war, have evolved that battle and recreated past memories.

One after another, the golden artificial gods fell and were destroyed. Terra also cracked even wider, revealing the molten core. The resonating sound soared to the highest point...

"You cannot kill your own self. Only by giving us a physical form, gaining wisdom, and gradually becoming an independent self, can we be killed by you and allow our dark side to truly return to your body..."

Another brilliant golden light exploded into pieces. The great will showed no sign of decay. Instead, it crushed the opponent. The dream developed in a completely different direction.

"You should not exist." The great will declared majestically.

Ye Lin frowned. There were two ways to interpret that sentence.

One is to refute the man-made gods and deny the claim that they cannot harm each other. The birth of man-made gods was wrong from the very beginning.

Another is to assume that they should not exist, which means that the twelve artificial gods should follow His command to return and dissipate, and it is a wrong state to continue to exist. The two statements have a time difference.

Another artificial god was blown to pieces. Nabol, who controlled endless thunderstorms and strong winds, was just struggling to hold on. Several twisted cracks appeared on his beautiful body. Golden blood flowed down his skin, exuding a powerful breath of life.

The Ring of Creation crushed one artificial god after another, and an emotionless and indifferent voice sounded, "Your useless thinking has opened up the forbidden realm. Terra will continue to steal the power of God..."

The words in the second half became more and more magnificent, but also more and more unreal. In the end, Ye Lin could no longer hear what the Ring of Creation was saying. It seemed that this memory did not exist in the mind of the God of Mist.

At the end of the abnormal war between gods, Napol was left alone...

Ye Lin pondered for a moment, disappeared from the spot, and appeared silently behind the Great Will. He raised his hand and grabbed one of the realistic components of the Ring of Creation, held it, ignored the pervasive Supreme Law, and then broke it back with force.

Boom!

The rotation of the Ring of Creation came to an abrupt halt, and the nebula was born and destroyed in turmoil. It was so terrible that a small component was almost pulled out.

The Great Will froze, then suddenly let out an angry roar and turned around quickly, "Which bastard?!"

At the end of the world, the reason why the gods gathered was because people frequently stole the "Ring of Creation", the symbol of the great will, which was an offense to His supreme majesty.

The Arbiter suspects that an Outer God or the God of the End has secretly arrived.

Now the meeting of gods has just ended, and the gods have just returned to their own kingdoms. The stools under their butts haven't even warmed up yet, and someone actually comes to break the ring again.

Ye Lin directly took out his sword to suppress it. After the Taichu Sword sensed the breath of the Ring of Creation, it immediately burst out with billions of wisps of chaotic energy. It also suddenly became powerful, rumbling as if the prototype of a universe was carrying infinite power and pressing towards the Ring of Creation.

In the Dragon Dimension in the past, the Taichu Sword was nearly suppressed and swallowed by Pohuanzi, and this grudge was formed from then on.

"It's you, the deified Ye Lin! It turns out that everything is because of you. You are the mastermind behind all this." The Ring of Creation seemed to have figured something out in an instant, and it roared. The endless light of law ignited the memory space of the God of Mist. The universe was collapsing, and Terra was completely shattered, with only one piece of debris flying into the deep space.

"You won't remember the time in your memory, you will forget me." Ye Lin whispered, with the light of eternal power flashing in his eyes. Then he turned the sword into a crowbar, stepped on the shoulder of the Great Will, and quickly pried the smaller Ring of Creation.

"You Teemo... dirty words... dirty words... If you have the guts, fight me in my prime... dirty words... dirty words..."

The Ring of Creation emitted countless terrifying laws, the galaxy was boiling, and the power was enough to hurt the gods. However, Ye Lin had already studied the laws of breaking the ring thoroughly, and chaos possessed it, so it could not be harmed in the slightest.

  boom!

A component flew out...

Ye Lin quickly grabbed the component and raised his hand to touch the missing part. A "real" Ring of Creation emerged, with laws lingering around it, as if nothing had happened.

"Restart."

Boom!

The twelve man-made gods had different forms, and their light filled the sky. People came and went in the underground kingdom of God, Krimit, and they showed expressions of worship and longing for the twelve beings in the sky.

Deep in the starry sky, a sacred and majestic light shines...

Ye Lin restarted the memory of the God of Mist. What Broken Ring could do, he, who had mastered the power of time, could naturally do as well.

The Twelve Artificial Gods fell for the third time in disgrace, Terra exploded for the third time, and the memories of dreams still showed different deviations.

The last man-made god left was Napol, the god of fog.

Ye Lin suddenly frowned, and there was a hint of strangeness in the cold eyes of the Great Will, and then... he slowly looked towards his hiding place.