Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 3387 Man Creates God

He has a noble spirit of sacrifice and is willing to give everything for the future of the divine world.

It doesn't mean that the Mist God is not afraid of death or doesn't want to live. There is no contradiction between the two.

By the same token, just because Ganzhe wants to marry the noble lady in the black dress and bring her home to have "a son soon" doesn't mean he isn't afraid of being hit by the power of death.

Ye Lin had a gentle expression and clear eyes. He grabbed the Mist Goddess's hand and gave her a push, allowing the Mist Goddess, who was almost paralyzed on the ground, to have the strength to stand up.

The Mist God, with two lines of tears on her cheeks, stared at him blankly, pursed her pale and bloodless lips, and gently touched her graceful chin.

She will look squarely into her own heart and her own thoughts.

She was afraid that her ignorance and disappearance would bring destruction to the divine world, and she was also afraid of... dying.

"Open up your entire spiritual world to me, and of course, I will open it up to you as well. If there are any embarrassing memories, seal them in a corner. I promise I won't look at them."

What he wants is all the power to control the spiritual world of the Mist God. When the two are integrated, the spiritual world on the verge of collapse will rapidly become stronger and have the strength level of a true god. At the same time, the life and death of the Mist God can be controlled in a single thought.

As for whether the Goddess of Mist would see things in his memory that she shouldn’t see, Ye Lin felt bitter all day long, so he simply sealed his soul and wouldn’t let her see it for the time being.

"Sir Ye Lin, please be careful."

Shu Mo, who temporarily took the dominant position, wiped away her tears, and then let go of everything in her spiritual world to him. All the secrets and experiences of the God of Mist, from ancient times to the end, turned into a river of knowledge that sank into Ye Lin's brows.

In an instant, arrogance and indifference appeared in the nervous and worried eyes of the Mist Goddess. With the help of Ye Lin's terrifying mental power, her condition improved rapidly and she replaced Shu Mo's dominance.

At this time, the God of Fog was still a god created by twelve humans.

  The body of the Mist God slowly floated up, and its beautiful body emitted a golden light, and its voice became majestic and ethereal:

"We are not alone, I just took the first step..."

"As long as you remember me and I remember you, we will never really disappear..."

The God of Mist looked down at Ye Lin, who was smiling gently. His frozen eyes instantly thawed and turned into a pool of soft spring water.

The Mist God quickly lowered his height and took the initiative to rest his forehead against his. Their cheeks, nose tips, and lips were very close to each other.

"Don't worry about the safety of my soul. As long as there are people who remember me, I will exist. Please... protect the divine world after me."

The next second after the words fell, the eyes of the Mist God lost the light of wisdom, and she handed over all her control to Ye Lin, her body, her soul, everything... just to fight for a glimmer of life and to protect the divine world.

Shu Mo, who was sealed between her brows, also flew into the darkness behind her in an instant. The child who carried her beautiful memories was sent out of the depths of her memory and returned to the world of remembrance that was being replaced.

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Grayson, the guardian of the earth, saw a light blue figure cutting through the darkness, his eyes suddenly jumped, and he rushed forward, hugged the still confused Shu Mo, and then put her down.

"Shu Mo, how is the deepest part of memory, where are Wu Shen and Ye Lin."

"Grandpa Grayson..." Shu Mo sniffed hard, and then habitually tried to look aggrieved and coquettish.

In Qian Haitian’s Star Turtle Library, Grandpa Grayson is the one who dotes on him the most.

Grandpa Grayson has no descendants, so she is his apprentice and granddaughter.

Shu Mo suddenly thought of something, grabbed Grayson's white robe, and said anxiously: "Grandpa, Lord Ye Lin and Lord Wu Shen are facing a very scary...glowing...uh, I can't remember."

"If you can't remember, don't think about it. They deliberately don't let you remember it. In that forbidden area, the concept of 'knowing' is very dangerous." The hermit Ergon spoke slowly, and his fingers holding the Five Elements Staff unconsciously clenched a little.

Even the hermit who is praised by the gods can sometimes feel powerless.

He was severely injured by a punch and had lost most of his fighting ability.

"Sure enough, Wu, there is something wrong with her memory..." A faint voice suddenly sounded in the void, and star words shone brightly, combining themselves into a mysterious five-element door, from which walked out a man with a free and unrestrained temperament.

He had a short black beard, gray and white hair, a high nose bridge, slightly narrowed brown eyes, and an energetic look. He was wearing a gentleman's vest that was popular among aristocrats in the last century, and a blue cloak with star patterns on it was draped over his shoulders.

Grayson was stunned for a few seconds, his pale beard trembled a few times, and he bent down and said respectfully: "Magic Hermit, Lord Mal..."

Ergon sneered and interrupted, "It's fake, a projection of the evolution of the Seal of Heaven." Mal didn't care at all about the "Harmonious Hermit"'s lack of face and ruined it with just one sentence.

Maybe it's unnecessary, or maybe it's out of guilt.

"My true self was indeed stopped, but I used the Heavenly Seal to project my consciousness over. Kelton couldn't even do that. He is indeed the dumbest one."

Ergon couldn't help but utter "Ha~" again and almost scolded him directly...Then what's the point of your mysterious arrival?

I can’t swear, my chest hurts, and several ribs are broken.

"Let me... take a look..." Mal's voice suddenly became much heavier, and he said slowly without smiling, "When I created the Realm of Recollection for the Goddess of Mist, I only happened to catch a glimpse of her deepest memories, and my World Tree Staff was shattered, and I was almost buried there."

"I have always been curious about who He is, His name, and His purpose. I have vague guesses, but I have never dared to mention it publicly."

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Pohuanzi was dumbfounded. It was the first time for it to see someone withstand the supreme pressure of the power of all things and straighten his back at a relatively easy speed.

  He seemed to be about to kneel down in the previous second, and in the next second his waist was straighter than anything else!

It is true that the power of all things shrouded here is not in its most perfect state, but only a part of it.

But the person who used it was Lord Carlosso who projected his will.

The status of the God of Creation combined with the power over all things is theoretically enough to suppress the deities, make them submit, loudly praise the great will all day long, and turn them into fanatical believers of Him.

Ye Lin laughed in his heart. There was no other reason, it was just that his waist was in good condition and he exercised every day, and Celia and the others had contributed to it.

"Napol, the great will promises to grant you the realm of becoming a god."

The one who spoke was still the boastful and stubborn Ring of Creation, but since Ye Lin stood up, still holding the Sword of the Beginning, ready to move, the Ring Breaker was no longer as tough as before.

Pohuanzi still instinctively commanded and conferred in a tone to let Napol return to where she should be.

His promises will not be false.

He didn't mention Ye Lin at all, nor did he look at Ye Lin.

"She can't leave, and her mind doesn't want to leave."

Ye Lin, who had already merged with the spirit of the God of Mist, answered for her, explaining calmly, "The God of Mist has merged with the 'Yang' of the God Realm. Her power is the foundation of the civilization of the God Realm. Without her, the God Realm will quickly decline and be destroyed."

Probably because of Carlosso's confidence, Pohuanzi's tone became a little heavier, "You are short-sighted. Don't you have a comparison between the future of one world and the future of the entire universe?"

"Besides, with your power, there should be a way to replace the departed Mist God."

Ye Lin laughed and suddenly asked back: "What effect does the God of Mist have on you, the Great Will."

He still maintains basic respect, respect for the identity of the Lord of all things.

As for the broken rings, take them all off when you get the chance.

The answer was still from the Ring of Creation: "Napol has a relatively complete memory of the war between gods, and she has never forgotten it. This means that she is constantly chanting the name of the Great Will and picturing His image. There is a huge cause and effect between them... She is the only one."

"By granting Napol the power of the divine realm, we can gather the primordial darkness that belongs to her from the past, present, and future, and thus restore a portion of the authority of the great will."

"If I change Napol's identity and fate with my Creator Person, I will have a chance to attract all the Primordial Darkness, regardless of whether the holder has become a god or not."

Carlosso's eyes moved slightly, and the sound of breaking the ring stopped abruptly.

Say too much.

Ye Lin figured out that Pohuanzi wanted to "artificially create" a god-like being, Shilok.

When the Queen became a god, she successfully achieved a perfect state of unity with her special ability of the "Invisible Flower" and the tacit approval of the Lord of Time and Space, Archangel Michel and other beings.

The invisible flowers of many parallel dimensions, all the "Siroc" that have ever existed, and all the dark origins belonging to her, were gathered together in that grand ceremony that spanned ancient, present and future.

And because of the nourishment of Ye Lin's essence, the invisible flower mutated and evolved. She was much stronger than the twelve humans when they created gods.