Yuanshen: The sea of ​​sand at the beginning, straight to the seat of God

Chapter 127 125 - Do I Still Have a Chance?

Rama also thought of a very serious problem.

What he stays here is entirely a consciousness.

If it weren't for Nashita's help, Rama would have no way to separate his consciousness from his body.

Of course, Rama has already tried it. Even without the protection of Nashida, he can still exist alone for a period of time after the three-dimensional consciousness.

This period of time is not very long.

The Golden Dreamland is a special place, where only the spirits of the dead are kept.

But the outside world is different.

"I can only look forward to the landing point given by Naxida, which is where my body is."

The field of consciousness is not accessible to the current Rama.

Whether it is scientific research power or elemental power, Rama still has a gap from the realm of consciousness.

His scientific research is far from the point where he needs to study the soul, and his strength is not to the point where the soul can exist alone without the body.

Although Rama knew that the external situation might not be very good, it was still better than staying in the Golden Dreamland.

There is still a chance to turn things around when they reach the outside world, but if they stay in Golden Dreamland, they can only wait to die.

The uninterrupted flood of memories can completely destroy a mortal's cognition, because the memory that a person can carry is limited, and too long and complicated memories will only make him lose himself.

What's more, it was forcibly implanted by other people's memory.

Rama dragged the rope and walked towards the distance.

He doesn't know when he will be able to leave, but this is indeed the only way.

"Akhmar's wisdom is invisible, but according to the expectations of the flower god and the red king, the wisdom of all people gathered together seems to be the wisdom of the gods."

Rama forcibly activated his memory and cognition.

He forcibly recalled part of his memory about the future, because this part involved gods and travelers, and it was completely different from any memory he had experienced.

Only through this part of his memory can he realize that he is Rama and not anyone else.

Clinging to the rope, activating the memory, was the last thing Rama could do.

Rama has never felt that hard work is the most important factor in determining the outcome, as if if you compare Ying, Gan Yu with Di Luke, Qin and the like, you will know that the key to strength is not hard work at all.

But now he has also realized that in many cases, it seems that there is nothing that can be done except hard work.

Rama forcibly activated his memory and knowledge, just like dying patients must do the same. Once they relax for a while, the last chance will be lost.

Rama still held the rope in his hand until the last ray of divine power of the God of Grass disappeared.

This is the coordinate anchored by the void. Even if the divine power is exhausted, as long as the void is still operating, the coordinate will not disappear.

But it is not that knowing the direction can get out of the dreamland of gold.

Rama's consciousness gradually weakened until it was the weakest when he finally saw the so-called wisdom of Akhmar.

That was the life of the king of red sand.

From the birth of the Red King, to encountering the flower god in the sand sea, the alliance of the three gods, the sacrifice of the flower god, exposure to taboo knowledge and self-sacrifice.

This is already relatively complete.

Except for the part about forbidden knowledge, Rama has seen the whole life of the god.

It never occurred to Rama that the so-called golden dreamland really had the wisdom of Akhmar—the whole of the gods, of course it is the wisdom of the gods.

Akhmar's life history is thicker than all previous life experiences. This is a high-level life form based on the millennium, which can change the terrain and shake the mountains and seas.

This kind of memory is too thick, coupled with Rama's already lax perception, for a moment, he really regarded himself as the king of red sand.

Fortunately, he is weak enough, completely different from the Scarlet King in memory.

This error allowed Rama to regain his last sanity.

He let go of the rope in his hand, with a bit of regret on his face.

"In this case, we can only hope that Naxida has a solution."

Risky attempts cannot be said to have failed to yield results.

Just because of this wisdom from the Red King, although Rama didn't look at the system panel, he also knew that he had been strengthened by more than one level.

Although there is no improvement in elemental power, knowledge and the part related to divine power are still quite good gains.

The only problem is, when the stuff arrives, the people stay.

In this situation, probably the only way is to play luck.

The leylines around the World Tree are relatively concentrated. If anyone uses the leylines to travel through space at this time, they can try to throw the rope over to hitch a ride.

But is there such a possibility?

The distracted Rama shook his head.

This is too unrealistic.

It is true that some people can use the leylines to teleport, and the religious order is the best in this regard.

But the other party has built a special teleportation network, and it is not clear where it is. In case the location corresponding to Rama is actually a no-man's land, the other party does not need to set up a network here.

In other words, there is actually no hope...
The next moment, within Rama's range of perception, a figure suddenly passed by.

Rama's consciousness was a little slack, but his spirit was actually improved in the alternative dream reincarnation-reasonably, anyone who was hurt for a long time like this should grow up a little in the end.

Rama's eyes widened.

He didn't have time to lament that the leylines of this ghost place could actually meet some people by coincidence, and his only consciousness was regret.

There are people! ?
Brother, you should have said earlier, I gave up and there are still people, can you make another one?

Rama cheered up.

He couldn't bear it anymore, but when hope came, he suddenly regained his energy.

But no more.

It was as if the other party was just an abyss apostle passing by by chance.

This is also a normal situation, the abyss apostle didn't even know there was such a thing before he appeared on the stage.

But after appearing on the stage, any conspiracy related to the sect is basically managed by them.

But this time it seems to be just a coincidence...

what?
Within the range of Rama's perception, a large number of figures suddenly appeared.

"A large-scale operation by the religious order?"

Action precedes awareness.

Rama had already torn off the rope in his hand, and was caught in a streamer floating at the end.

Although crashing into the large-scale operations of the religious order may also result in death, they are reasonable beings.

After all, the sect has an obvious purpose, and as the great sage of Sumeru, Rama happens to be valuable.

If you have value, you can use it, and if you can use it, you can live.

Rama is still very clear about this set of procedures.

The last person among the streamers reached out and grabbed the rope.

Most people don't have any room to struggle in this kind of leylines shuttle. Once the teleportation is activated, they can only follow the leylines to reach another anchor point.

But the opponent reached out and grabbed the rope.

"The power of the God of Grass... I haven't encountered it for a long time. The last time, I encountered it when I accompanied those little guys in the rainforest to solve their troubles?"

He tilted his head, "In this place, you can actually encounter the power left by the God of Grass?"

He held it tightly, not worrying about any trouble behind the rope.

Although a little arrogant, the only people in the current Tivat Continent who are troublesome to him are those in the sky.

As for the God of Grass... It's a little bit worse.

Moreover, the king of the Great Mercy Tree is already dead, and the newly born God of Grass is said to be a weak god again.

No matter whose power is left behind, it will not pose any trouble.

Rama didn't know what he would encounter, but in short, his life should be saved temporarily.

The next step is to find a way to save my life in the hands of these abyss apostles and abyss mages.

Fortunately, although the people in the religious order are crazy, they are not irrational.

They will act as human beings and act in human society.

It also divides and wins over certain people, using their identities to manipulate a group.

A wise group is very purposeful, and such people have room for communication.

The farther away from the golden dreamland, the more lucid Rama's consciousness became.

He began to count the chips in his hand, trying to fight for his chance of survival.

The harvest this time is enough, the trouble is how to bring the harvest back.

The transmission of the leylines was very quick, and Rama was still thinking, the other party had already arrived at the destination.

"Your Highness, half of the plan about Twarin has been completed. Our erosion plan is very stable, enough to interfere with [Dragon of the East Wind]'s will."

"Next, we plan to drive this dragon to formally attack Mond City, instead of just wandering around Mond, completely cutting off his last fetters, so that he has to break with Fengshen."

"Just decide for yourself." The blond girl looked indifferent, "Dragon of the East Wind...don't put too much energy into it, the dominance of the seven dragons is not so easy to win."

"Yes, Your Royal Highness." Abyss Mage knelt on the ground respectfully, "We have already preset all the choices of Fengshen, please rest assured... Your Highness, this thing?"

It looked at the emerald green vines wrapped around the girl's index finger.

The original intention of the abyss mage was to ask if he needed to do it himself to deal with the things behind the vines.

But it soon realized that if Her Royal Highness wanted to do this matter, she could solve it casually.

It just needs to know what to do, not to interfere with the choice of the princess of the abyss.

"A little interesting thing." The girl glanced at it, "Go and act, the wind dragon is not easy to fight, since you have already done something to the wind dragon, then go and take Andreus's remnant soul together." take it away."

"Andreus is easier to control than the Wind Dragon."

"Your will, Your Highness!"

The mage takes orders, then disappears to carry out his mission.

Rama: Zundu fake duo oO?

Ah, um, that is to say, I thought I would meet the Abyss Apostle at most, but ended up bumping into the leader of the sect. You said, do I still have a chance?

(End of this chapter)