Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 3567 Becoming a God!

That brilliant light had been swallowed up by the darkness, and the Primordial Sea returned to "calmness", as usual, with flashing thunder and surging waves, and it seemed that nothing had changed.

Ye Lin stared at the direction where the blue-white jade life form went away, and confirmed that the remnant soul had completely disappeared. He was just fishing, and always felt that the Lord of the Outer Domain left nothing behind and died too cleanly. This was a bit strange.

Theoretically, the Lord of Outer Territory alone could not withstand the joint attack of the gods, but... Ye Lin always felt that something was wrong.

It is also possible that the immortality of the Lord of the End has driven him insane, making him suspicious and fearful of everything.

So he fulfilled the wish of the blue-white jade life form and let it leave the mirror world. He also wanted to see if the Lord from outside the domain would take this opportunity to parasitize the other party and do something evil.

"We are actually already dead." The man with golden lines all over his body and eyes like the sun sighed and said:

"Our divine bodies have long been destroyed, and our souls have also perished. The so-called obsessions and marks are like suicide notes written by humans with pen and paper. The suicide notes carry our emotions and unwillingness, but the person who wrote them has long disappeared."

As his voice fell with a sigh, his eyes that were as bright as the sun dimmed a lot. The divine power bestowed by the Primordial Sea was slowly fading, and was being withdrawn from his body bit by bit, and he was falling into the forbidden realm of God.

How can a page of suicide note become a god, and how can a wisp of regret be qualified to survive the last disaster? The regret is not the real body and is completely different in nature.

The gods all looked bitter and full of regret, and then they looked at Mal with envy. Now he was the only one who preserved a relatively intact soul, and he had the minimum threshold to become a god, so it can be imagined that after Mal survived the last calamity, he would achieve the status of a god that they longed for.

The demon king Mokia laughed, but his expression was full of desolation, "Old man, we have been fighting openly and secretly for nearly two thousand years, and the final winner is still you."

Mal's soul stood up straight, then bowed respectfully with both hands, and bowed to the gods whose power was declining. The fact that he could successfully survive the catastrophe of near death and achieve godhood was inseparable from their full support, and this bow was a necessary gift.

"Everyone, I will remember you, always." Mal felt very sad. Even though he would later achieve a glorious godhood, he could do nothing about the situation of the Primordial Sea.

The gods are not omniscient and omnipotent.

There is a very romantic saying in the world of gods, that as long as you remember the other person's name, keep remembering it, and never forget it, the other person will not be truly dead in a sense.

But memory is only a memory after all, not an individual with independent consciousness. The images solidified in memory are like a book. Every time you open it and read it, you may have new feelings, but there will never be a new ending.

"You should leave quickly. It is not suitable for the soul to stay in the Primordial Sea for long." The ancient elf Flo nodded, with a hint of envy in her eyes.

The gods and Ye Lin have looked more carefully. Mal's soul body is transparent and flawless. There is no hidden parasite.
Ye Lin manipulated the power of space to send Mal out. Along with another huge tide, Mal's light gradually disappeared from sight. The gods knew that a deity was born.

Mal's soul followed the tide and fell into the long river of time. The illusory river contained countless stars and had never dried up from ancient times to the present. It reflected the outlines of a huge world. Those were ancient civilizations, some of which had already perished, and only the "past" remembered them.

His divine body was re-condensing, first turning into bones, then spreading into meridians and blood vessels. The mysterious power filled his flesh and blood, and Mal was reborn in the long river of time.

This is the last step and also the crucial final calamity.

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Mal was a little dazed, and suddenly he broke into an unknown world. He saw dense runes of time, as if the stars in the universe were getting closer to each other. Billions of brilliant lights intertwined, magnificent and majestic, forming an infinite barrier that stretched on and on. At a glance, there was no end in sight.

A huge lion's head stood there like a towering mountain, as if it had existed since ancient times, with stars flowing beside it. Many terrible scenes were being destroyed and born again. It cast a pair of cold eyes in the direction of Mal, like two dazzling swords that could cut through the sky, extremely terrifying.

"He is a deified person... the master of Ye Lin's grandson? Haha, you are not bad. You can call me elder from now on." Ymir of the Endless deliberately took advantage of his status, then retracted his terrifying gaze and continued to guard the river of time, letting Mal flow downstream.

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"The power of time is washing over me violently, my divine body is decaying, and my soul is about to be torn into countless pieces." Mal was extremely solemn and did not dare to be careless. He raised his own state to the peak, and the power of the five elements protected his immortality, and he rushed downstream with the long river of time.

Mal tried his best to fight against the last calamity on the road to becoming a god. Although he was extremely careful, he still encountered several fatal dangers. His divine body was first covered with wrinkles and age spots, and then decayed into a pile of ashes.

The light of his soul dimmed to the point of being extinguished, and his mind seemed to be filled with sticky glue. Every thought was heavy and obscure, and even the simplest thinking required a huge amount of physical strength.

"Even the gods are in time. I seem unable to transcend it, and so are the gods..." Mal fought with all his might. When a huge phantom of civilization smashed over, the pupils of the divine body that he had finally condensed suddenly shrank.

Gutera!
During the time when the War of Gods broke out between the Twelve Artificial Gods and the Great Will, Ancient Terra was able to come into contact with the prosperous civilization in the forbidden realm, the representative world of technological civilization, which turned into dust and was almost cut off after the tragic War of Gods.

"Oh no!" Mal knew that when going downstream in the long river of time, he would often encounter the shadows of some civilizations, all of which possessed tremendous power and were part of the final catastrophe.

To achieve omnipresence and omnipresence, it is necessary to achieve the divine realm.

His condition is very bad now. His strength has been consumed to the limit. His magic power and soul power are exhausted. Only the last tiny firefly is left. He is no longer able to resist the impact of the phantom of civilization. I am afraid he will perish in the final disaster.

Suddenly, Mal felt an invisible force enveloping him, forming a protective light that was very warm and carried unfathomable power, and then it broke through the shadow of the ancient civilization and quickly approached the correct time.

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A drop of water of life melted into his brow, turning into pure vitality to nourish his dried up soul.

Mal understood that it must be Ye Lin who made a move across endless time and space to protect him from the last disaster.

“I never thought that the seeds I planted in the past would yield fruits far beyond my expectations today.”

In a trance, Mal saw the threads of cause and effect, most of which came from one direction. He heard someone calling his name, calling... "Mal..."

Mal suddenly felt something in her heart and immediately realized something. She moved closer to that place, like a drowning person struggling desperately.

The last step of the last catastrophe, returning to the correct time.

In the divine world, the continent of Arad, he created a golden age that benefited mankind and left behind the miracle of the great magic circle. All living beings were grateful for his deeds, calling his name in the dark, and spreading the cause and effect line related to him.

The good deeds done in the past once again bore good fruit. Through the great causal call of the planet Arad, Mal, in a flash of mind, broke free from the constraints of the long river of time with all his strength and reappeared at the right time.

He has reached the divine realm and landed in a place in the starry sky, but he is extremely weak at this moment and needs time to recover and consolidate his realm.

"Master Mal, congratulations." Mo Mei appeared at the first moment to protect him.

"Thank you." Mal closed his eyes, the faint breath of life becoming stronger.

(End of this chapter)