Alien

Chapter 370 Kabbalah Tree of Life and Reverse Tree of Life
"The hell in my world is a world that is perfected and maintained by Lucifer and other first-fallen beings, but what does the hell in this world rely on?"

Luther from the main universe was very curious. With his powerful brain power, he collected a large amount of data and constantly communicated with other aliens to obtain as much intelligence as possible and build a three-dimensional model of the many dimensions of hell.

At the beginning, nothing useful was actually analyzed out. The secret of hell cannot be deciphered easily.

Fortunately, the thing he has the most is time. After becoming an alien, his lifespan is long, and he can live in another form after death. In addition, the various dimensions of hell are at war with each other, and there are all kinds of alien figures everywhere, which also provides him with a good source of intelligence.

To be honest, Luthor was afraid that Duval would shift his focus back to the seventh multiverse, which would disrupt his plans again. He really didn't know when he would be able to make a breakthrough.

"The more chaotic the place is, the more room I have to perform." Luther kept tapping on his personal device.

As the dimensional war progressed, the battle between demons became increasingly intense, with more and more demons dying tragically. But at the same time, some powerful demons began to spread their power to more hells, annexing more dimensions to increase their own strength.

The most outstanding one is naturally the devil Strange. This guy leads the Mephisto alien and advances triumphantly all the way. The alien army expands like a snowball and attacks from all directions of hell.

Even if the alien army encounters setbacks and loses too many manpower in some powerful hells, they will only be hindered for a certain period of time. It won’t be long before the legions that have conquered other hell dimensions will rush back and join the offensive war.

Fighting the demon army is enough to cause the fall of many dimensions.

At this time, Xithorn was also acting quietly. He had no interest in Luther, nor in the disputes among these demons.

"Satan? Hey, there's no point in becoming the king of hell." Xithorn didn't take Satan's throne seriously at all, and he was disdainful to sit on it even if it was offered to him.

He could destroy all those guys who were yelling and shouting for war with just a magic wave, but he couldn't afford to offend Dua.

Xithorn went back and forth in the various dimensions of hell, trying his best to restrain his own powerful energy fluctuations, struggling to track down that fleeting breath.

"What is this guy doing?"

Setorak had been staring at Xithorn for a while, and the more he watched, the more confused he became. He really couldn't figure out why Xithorn was crazy and ran into hell inexplicably, running around like a dog.

What was he looking for? What in the hell could have caused Sithorn to come in and look for it at this time? It felt like he was looking for a lifeline.

However, no matter what it was, Setorak felt that it had little to do with him. Anyway, he had never offended Dua. On the contrary, he had a little bit of friendship with Dua.

At the beginning, when Duva led the demon Strange and a group of aliens into hell to encircle Mephisto, he also specifically greeted Cytorak through the crimson ruby.

It's different for Xithorn. He has been able to live normally until now. Cytorak thinks that Dua is too kind.

"Hmph, maybe next time we meet, this guy will have turned into an alien. This is still the best outcome." Setorak turned over, too lazy to pay attention to Sithorn.

After a long time.

"found it!"

Xithorne's eyes lit up!
After using a lot of black magic and chaos magic, I finally got some results.

"This must be the place. He is in hell!"

Sithon is not like Gaia, who had wild dreams and had been secretly pursuing the Creator for such a long time, and was finally going to see Him again.

The Creator is the origin of all the gods of the World Tree. He is the only source and his origin is unknown.

Sithorne felt that he was about to find out.

Swish!
He attacked suddenly and just as he tore open the entrance to the hell dimension in front of him, even though it was just a tiny gap, an astonishing light emerged, dazzling him.

Although this light was not filled with strong enough absolute power, Xithorn still smelled the specialness contained in it. It should be an inestimable higher essence, as if a higher world itself was breathing.

But... why is this light green?

"Has the Creator ever displayed this kind of power?" Xithorn had no impression at all, but this aura did have certain similarities with the Creator in his knowledge.

Could it be possible that the Creator could have twins? Don't be ridiculous, it's absolutely impossible.

"Father, I finally found you. Your children need your help! This time, all the children need help." Sithorn added.

The last time, it was Gaia who asked the Creator to give birth to a child and drove away Sithorn and Set.

This time, Xithorn asked the Creator to take action and lead all the gods of the World Tree system to resist the invasion of the Alien God.

At this moment, a majestic divine power suddenly erupted from a more distant area and transformed into a divine power chain. In the multiverse, the world trees in every universe took shape at this moment, and countless divine powers began to gather, as if they were instinctively responding to this extraordinary divine power.

"Stop it, Sithorn, you have no idea what you are doing!"

The Creator did come, but he did not appear from the dimension that Sithorn was about to open. Instead, he rushed back from outside hell, like an innocent old father who saw his unfilial son committing suicide again.

And he is courting death and is about to be doomed.

"Great Father God, my purpose has been very clear from the beginning to the end, which is to find you and seek your protection." Xithorn looked back in confusion and looked at the hell dimension in which he had opened a gap.

"Why is the aura in this hell similar to the aura on your body, but also has completely opposite meanings... Did you create a clone?" asked Xithorn.

"No, not at all, get out of this hell right now!"

"..."

Xithorn's eyes flashed wildly. He wanted to find out the truth and was reluctant to give up this precious opportunity.

His intuition told him that he was about to come into contact with a super secret unknown to the world, and even involved the real secret of the mysterious Creator. If Vishanti and Gaia were here, they would most likely listen to the Creator, but if it was Xithorn...if he hadn't been threatened by the aliens, he would really have gone all out to explore the truth and take advantage of it.

"Respected Father God, I think you should explain to your humble descendants and subordinates what is going on..." Xithorn urged, worried that Setorak or some other troublesome guy would come over.

The commotion caused by the Creator was so great that the entire multiverse tree appeared as a result. The vast hell and countless dimensions all roared and erupted because of the Creator's arrival, bearing an unprecedented heavy burden.

At this moment, the fighting among many demon lords stopped. In astonishment, they tried to find the reason for this change and guess which terrible guy had sneaked into hell.

"...It seems that you will never let go until you figure out the reason? If I don't answer your question, will you tear this hell dimension apart completely?" The Creator's voice was flat.

Sithorn laughed in a low voice: "I can't help it. My situation is very bad, even worse than the civil war. I have to think of a way... If it wasn't for finding a way out, how could I have come to hell?"

"Well, since you want to die, I'll tell you."

The endless divine power of the Creator began to slowly dissipate at this moment, and finally revealed part of His true form.

Sithorne looked at it and was stunned.

He saw a tree.

But it is even more special than the world tree in the main universe. It has a strange structure, with different structural points connected to each other, brewing an unspeakable power of creation. Xithorn guessed that this power should be the reason why the Creator can create these world tree gods.

"What you see is the Kabbalah Tree of Life, which contains the method of modification and return."

"So that's how it is. The most mysterious part of your secret has finally been exposed to your descendants. So, what about the other part? Why does this ordinary hell dimension emit an aura that is somewhat similar to you but also seems completely different?" Xithorn continued to ask, with his hands stuck on the crack of hell. As long as he exerted a little force, he could tear this unknown hell apart completely.

“Because He is the reverse Kabbalistic Tree of Life.”

"Your opposite? Like Annihilation's relationship with other Creation Gods?"

"It's more complicated than that. He is also the ultimate Satan of all demons."

"So that's how it is. You are the opposite of a part of Him. That sounds scary. No wonder you appear in hell!" Xithorn was immediately excited. He came into contact with a realm that he had never imagined.

Reverse Kabbalah Tree of Life, there is actually such a thing?

All demons actually have an ultimate Satan? Then what does the position of Satan that the demon lords are fighting for mean?

“Tsk tsk, look at the demons in hell, they are so pitiful. Even if they succeed in becoming the Satan of Hell, they are just ordinary Satans, with the Ultimate Satan above them!”

Xithorn laughed loudly: "And now, the final Satan belongs to me! Is he sleeping now, or has he just been born? His strength must be very weak! Otherwise, such a terrifying thing is bound to cause a violent impact on hell. How could it be so quiet? I have already torn a hole in the hell where he is!"

The Creator advised, "That is not something you can mess with. According to my calculations, the current era is not the time for Him to appear at all! Forcibly interfering with the process of His birth may cause greater chaos from the source."

“Humph, you really think that He is annihilated and destined to be born, and that His birth means He is invincible and powerful? What if I interrupt His growth process or even devour Him? You can’t do anything to Him, but I am different! I am not His opposite and I am not affected by Him!”

At the moment the Creator made his move, Sithon violently tore open the gate of this hell, allowing the pale green light to burst out, illuminating countless hells.

At this moment, the hell, which should have been red and yellow, turned green, and no demon could understand what was going on.

Xithorne rushed in ecstatically, not only to avoid the Creator's attack, but also to grab power before the Creator and other gods who came over: "Hehehe, this is very risky, but if I take the risk, I still have a chance. If I don't take the risk, the future will be bleak... Who made the alien expand too fast? By the way, according to your calculations, when will this thing mature?"

"The next multiverse." The Creator did not chase after Xithorn, perhaps knowing that it was meaningless, and just watched coldly.

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Sithon was stunned. The history of the seventh multiverse was longer than the sum of the past six multiverses. Wasn't that enough? They had to wait until the eighth multiverse to be officially born?

He suddenly became more excited and more alert, trying to rush into the core of the endless green light and control this power.

He wants the power of the Reverse Kabbalah Tree of Life, and from now on he will become an existence that rivals the Creator; ultimately, he also wants Satan's position, and from now on he will be the superior of all demons!
Xithorn used black magic and the power of chaos to clear a path and engaged in a fierce battle with the endless green light.

The collision of endless light turned into tangible lightning and thunder, so that the entire hell fell into extreme turmoil.

"Damn it, Xithorne, I just didn't keep a close eye on Him and he caused me so much trouble!!"

Cytorak was furious, he stood up suddenly and rushed out of the Crimson Hell. The rage of the most powerful demon required him to teach Sithon a bloody lesson.

But Setorak seemed unable to attack Sithoen directly, because Sithoen had been deeply immersed in the endless green light. The harder he fought, the smaller the power he represented became.

It was as if it was being suppressed by the green light and being swallowed up bit by bit.

Finally, Xithorn felt a little uneasy and even more confused. As a veteran multiverse god, he should be able to get what he wanted with ease. Why was it so difficult?
And it's getting harder and harder.

More and more gods noticed the changes in hell, and of course Dua also looked over.

"So that's how it is. In order to avoid a bad ending, these guys always use their brains to dig up useful things to enrich themselves... but I didn't expect that they would dig out this thing."

Duva was surprised.

Because, what Sithon dug out was born in the 8th multiverse, and in a certain covered reality of the 8th multiverse, it was the culprit that destroyed the 8th multiverse...

OBA Under Everything!

(End of this chapter)