Arad's unruly savior

"It's you... Adventurer Ye Lin!"

Mochia screamed out loud, the man who walked out from the overwhelming chaotic lightning was none other than the adventurer who had risen to fame in the God Realm and was in the limelight, but had never been seen since.

How could he be in the Primordial Sea? Was he also on the path to becoming a god? But why were the visions different? The thunder from the sky just now intertwined into a huge bird's nest, and Mochia judged that it should be able to kill the true God. How did he manage to remain unscathed?

One huge question after another resounded in Mokia's mind like thunder, shocking him as much as seeing the road to godhood. What exactly is the identity and strength of the adventurer?

Tiny arcs of silver light were still jumping on Ye Lin's hair and skin. They were the remnants of the chaotic sky thunder. Although they seemed tiny, they still possessed terrifying killing power. He was like the thunder god of heavenly punishment in mythology. Endless thunder and lightning were drawn to his every move and were used by him.

His heartbeat quickened suddenly, and a sudden thought came to his mind. Mokia's voice trembled, with a bit of hoarseness and painful struggle, "You are... God? You have already become a god!"

"Yes."

Ye Lin nodded without denying it, his eyes as deep as the boundless starry sky, reflecting Mokia's figure, including the crescent moon.

Moqia turned around and turned into a stream of light, rushing towards the gradually emerging tide. His divine judgment made him realize that he was no match for Ye Lin in his current state. Only by completing his own path to becoming a god step by step and becoming a true god would he have a chance of survival.

Before that, all the resentment and anger, all the doubts and confusion, are as ridiculous as trying to stop a chariot with a mantis arm, and are beyond one’s ability.

His judgment was very accurate. Ye Lin’s advantage in the Primordial Sea was too exaggerated. Escaping and becoming a god was indeed the only chance of survival.

The tide of the Primordial Sea surged, and a mysterious force engulfed Mokia, taking Him to the unclear chaos. He first experienced the thunder of the sky without being destroyed, and then was washed down along the long river of time. In this process, His divine body and soul would be further transformed, and he would truly set foot in the forbidden realm of God.

Ye Lin did not stop it and watched Moqia being destroyed and reborn by the thunder again. After two times, the opponent was already in a very dangerous situation. If he was destroyed again, his origin would be damaged.

“Hahahaha, I finally made it through!”

Mochia clearly felt that the power of the tide was growing stronger and stronger. His control over his body and soul had become almost negligible, like a puppet. Next, he would be forced to float downstream, achieving the forbidden meaning of being omnipresent and all-encompassing.

This process is also extremely dangerous, and whether one can return to the correct time is also a huge problem, otherwise one may be lost in endless time.

"The monsters in the divine world are chanting my name, worshipping me, and believing in me. The people in the divine world are also afraid of me and terrified of me. The spiritual traces they provide are the anchor for me to return to real time... I will regain control of myself."

Mokia became much more excited, as if he had grasped hope. Before being swept away by the tide, he turned around to look at Ye Lin who was motionless. He wanted to be proud and mocking, but for no reason he felt a strong sense of weakness and panic.

Divine premonitions often represent reality. He subconsciously stared at Ye Lin, thinking that he was the source of extreme danger...

what happened? !
The heartbeat stopped!

"So you haven't noticed that you've been parasitized for a long time." Ye Lin was not surprised at this scene. Even if he didn't take action, Mokia would not be able to leave the Primordial Sea.

The tide rolled up, and the boundless chaotic mist rushed to a certain direction... But Mokia did not move at all, as if he was rooted in the void. He himself felt suffocated by this terrifying scene. He suddenly realized that it was not Ye Lin who affected him, but a certain "power" in his body.

Inside his body, wisps of mysterious power spread to every part of his body, clamping his body and soul, solidifying his thoughts, making him look like a sinner tied to a cross.

He was occupied.

An extremely strong, unprecedented anger, with an unstoppable momentum, exploded like a volcanic eruption. Mokia suddenly became crazy. This extreme mood was even more angry than being sealed in the land of chaos. He regained some control of his body and yelled hysterically: "Who are you? Where are you? Why are you blocking my way!"

Having missed the first tide, there is a great possibility that he will not be able to withstand the subsequent thunder from the sky, and thus his body and soul will be destroyed and buried here.

Nearly two thousand years of resentment and seal in the troubled land, endless darkness, along with the fog was pushed away, and finally there was a day of brilliant light. I thought from then on the sky would be high for birds to fly and the sea would be wide for fish to leap, but I never expected that it would end up in such a painful tragedy.

Control of the body was being taken away, and the enemy's power was unbelievable.

"I only saw the light of one day!"

Mokia's burning rage and the endless unwillingness of a god-like being, His body was covered with cracks. He wanted to dissolve His divine body and remove the pollution through rebirth, but He did not threaten the unknown existence at all. His life breath was rapidly fading and was being replaced by another force.

"My divine realm, my foundation..."

A dark red aura filled with tyranny and destructive power spread out and instantly occupied the world. In the twisted dark red energy, Ye Lin's face was solemn. He saw the decline of all things, the explosion of one star after another, the drying up of the river of time, and the end of everything.

"As I expected, Lopez's disorder can be transformed into the power of the end. The trace is too obvious. It is impossible that there are no more marks of the end in the God Realm." Ye Lin summoned the Sword of Beginning. His guess was correct.

Hiat once slashed at Lopez with the power of destiny, and cleaned up all the seeds of the end of the main dimension. From another perspective, this meant that the end camp had begun to erode the main dimension, and there were many traces. Her cleaning was like the hand sanitizer in the heavenly TV commercials, which could only eliminate 99% of the seeds.

However, there is still an extremely stubborn final force in the main dimension that can conceal the power of destiny. Lopez is definitely not an end. Instead, his end symbolizes a beginning.

Ye Lin has been thinking, if he were the god of the end, from which position in the long river of time should he start to erode, so as to achieve the goal of destroying everything more effectively and quickly, and make every star explode into irreparable powder.

Finally, Ye Lin turned his gaze towards the Primordial Sea, the source of everything.

“Although you have covered up with the power of the end and affected the power of the beginning, if you want to deceive the power of destiny, your realm must be at least the divine realm. Only when the two are combined can you have a chance.” Ye Lin’s eyes suddenly became sharp, and two chaotic lightnings burst out.

The real final battlefield is actually here.

The Sword of the Beginning pointed at "Mokia". Behind Ye Lin, thousands of thunders were rioting, and under his feet, there was a raging storm. "Only by relying on the body of a god can I have a chance to reach the Beginning in one breath."

"However, it is rare to become a god in the world. Each one of them is blessed with great fortune. If you miss one, no one knows how many years it will take for the next one to appear. Opportunities cannot be missed. You cannot miss the Demon King Mokia. So, use Him as a boat to reach the present Taichu."

"The Path to Becoming a God didn't even strip you away, which shows that you are also a very strong person in the End. You must have paid a heavy price to sneak across the Primordial Sea with the help of Mokia."

"who are you?"

The flesh on "Mokia's" face twisted, revealing a pair of eyes that looked very much like human eyes, with bright red pupils and clear eyeballs, as if there was a human hidden under the body of the Demon King Mokia.

Immediately, a cold and ruthless voice sounded, ignoring Ye Lin's pressure, and whispered lightly:

"I have no name, but your God gave me a name, called... The End." (End of this chapter)