Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 3539: Living, always do something

The first hermit, Mar, was of extraordinary bearing, elegant and refined. He only made necessary defenses and advised:
“Everything that lives must have a purpose, a meaning, a reason.”

"Today I can let you push open the door to the True God and reach the top of the world, but what will you do after you achieve the status of the True God? What meaning will you pursue?"

The light of the five elements illuminated the mirror divine world. When Mal raised his hand, the wind and clouds changed. He resonated with the earth veins and water veins of the mirror divine world, transformed them into his own power, constructed a cage to imprison the heaven and the earth, and locked Mokia in the cage like a trapped beast.

Unexpectedly, when Ye Lin constructed the mirror world, he even replicated the earth veins and water veins. This gave Mal great help and capital to squander, and temporarily suppressed the Demon King. If it were placed in the real God Realm, it would shake the true foundation and be against the harmony of heaven. He would never do this.

"Mokia, we should put aside our prejudices, face the unspeakable end together, and protect it with all our strength."

Mal was still trying to persuade him. He was desperately looking for all the variables that could change the outcome. He couldn't bear to see a person who had the potential to become a god being destroyed here. The number of people who could become gods was still too small.

"I promised you that I would leave a place for monsters to survive in the God Realm. If you think that's unfair, I found a habitable planet with a suitable environment while traveling in the starry sky. It has no intelligent races yet and is not competitive. I can tell you the location and help you relocate your entire clan."

Mal's sincerity is great. He hopes to turn hostility into friendship and for both sides to join hands to deal with the end of the world. With two gods in one place in the divine world, it is also a brilliant and prosperous era looking at the whole universe.

"Even if we achieve godhood, there should be a more far-reaching meaning. We must do something."

The vortex black hole swallowed up the sky and hung high in the air, like the eye of an ancient demon god, overlooking all living beings without emotion. Black and green air currents flowed through Mokia's body, like a coiled dragon. He was incomparably tall, and his every move was breathtaking.

Mokia seemed to be persuaded and remained silent for a long time. The atmosphere in the mirror world was extremely depressing. The thick earth cracked into terrifying cracks. He said indifferently:

"Promise me three conditions, and the past will be wiped out."

"You tell me first. I can agree to any condition that is not excessive on behalf of the God Realm." Mal nodded, but he was not naive enough to agree immediately. The God Realm attaches great importance to agreements, and once they have agreed, they must do it.

Especially when reaching the transcendent realm, words already have a special magic that involves a hint of the concept of fate.

Listen to what Mokia has to say first, and then decide whether to agree to it.

Mokia didn't expect Mar to be so foolish and easy to deceive, so he gave three conditions in a row:

"One, I want the yang attribute of the Mist God."

To integrate Yin and Yang before pushing open the door to the divine realm is naturally more coordinated and perfect than to forcibly combine Yin and Yang after entering the door, and it will increase His foundation.

"Two, I want half of your blood."

As the founder of the first golden age of the gods and the era of magic, Mal's attainments in the five elements far exceed those of the hermit Ergon. The mystery of his blood is no less than that of the weirdo Finder. He is the most perfect source of blood law and possesses immense power.

"Third, I want to empathize with the will of the sun, the moon, and the planet Arad. You must not stop me, and neither can the adventurers."

Mal's increasingly furrowed brows slowly relaxed after he stated the third condition, revealing a regretful expression as he said:
"The only thing I can personally promise you is the second one."

Losing half of the blood containing mysteries would greatly delay the time it takes for him to open the door to the God Realm, but there is a way to make up for it. The position of the God Realm can be delayed for some time. He is not anxious, nor is he greedy. "As for the yang attribute of the God of Mist, you should be able to sense that she has experienced a soul-level rebirth, which has brought her great benefits. She is also qualified to touch the door of the True God, so she will not agree."

Using the power of wisdom to restore the memory of the God of Mist is a miracle that even Mar dared not even think about. It can be said to be the most perfect method, a unique and unparalleled opportunity in the world.

He was shocked and felt very strange. Wasn't the power in the hands of the Primordial God Nimer? Why did Ye Lin have it?

He didn't know the secret behind it, but the result was good enough.

What Mal meant was that the yin and yang attributes would have a strong tendency to converge in the divine realm, and could not be stopped except by the intervention of a true god.

So you compete with the God of Mist to see who can push open the door first. It all depends on your own methods, and whoever wins will be convinced.

The third condition was even more dangerous, and Mal thought Ye Lin would not agree to it.

To share the will and power of the three planets is, in a sense, equivalent to control. Mochia will completely manipulate the fate of the planet Arad, no, including the fate of several nearby life-bearing planets.

Even if Moqia didn't mean that and said that he was just meditating, he was still too sensitive. It was tantamount to handing the world and the fate of billions of lives over to the other party and letting him control it.

If he agreed now, Ye Lin, who respected his master's identity, would certainly be in a difficult position, unable to choose between justice and gratitude.

He couldn't put all the future on Mokia.

“Mokia, has your soul been affected by the Yin attribute? In the past, you were arrogant and proud, but not as cold and cruel as you are now.” Mal tried to make a final effort. Your path to becoming a god is against the will of heaven and the price is too high.

Mochia broke free of the cage and stopped answering Mal. Billions of anti-star characters collided with star characters, as if two civilizations were waging a war to the death. The mirror-image White Sea was torn into pieces in the first instant, and the seawater poured back.

It seems that only one person can touch the position of godhood by stepping on the corpse of another person. Mal took a deep breath and fought with all his strength. He entered his vigorous middle age, with an eternal look between his brows, as if he had returned to the time when he created the great magic circle, the high-spirited self.

Even when facing the end that the Lord of Time and Space sighed for, even though he knew that Celia was a fragment of the great will, even though he knew that all the gods were looking for Celia, and hiding her might bring disaster in the future... but as long as he could protect the continent of Arad that he loved, he was willing to give everything, no matter what.

The mirror image of the White Sea turned into dust, the Piaomiao Palace was shattered, the mirror image of the mist fell and smashed into the deep sea, where it was swallowed and buried. The Chongquan Continent completely disappeared, leaving only the violently surging ocean in its place.

Thousands of floating islands in the sky lost their power, fell down with a loud bang, and exploded in mid-air, breaking into pieces, as if it had rained "rain" made of earth and rocks.

The next moment, the mirror world constructed by Ye Lin was blown up, and a crack appeared in the sky of the real God Realm. Two violent figures rushed out, shaking the entire galaxy.

Even with Mo Mei and the others protecting the divine world, those humans, divine beasts, and demonic beasts still felt cold from head to toe, with a chill in their bones, and their souls were trembling in the battle in the distance.

They are too powerful. Both of them can easily destroy the world. The storm is far from over. Even the first hermit Mar can't defeat the demon king Mokia, and the war is at a stalemate.

The battlefield shifted sideways, turning towards the starry sky. The Demon King suddenly felt something in his heart, and said to himself coldly and ruthlessly: "Fighting with you actually made me move a few steps faster. Well, then I will ascend to godhood directly."

The next moment, the eternally blazing sun in the distance suddenly dimmed a little. A powerful force burned the void, sank into the black hole, and was swallowed by Mochia for his own use.