sequence evolution

Chapter 596: God Out of Control
With the help of [Guard Dog's Evil Eye], Lin Tianyi can easily check the movements of Nietzsche and Pan.

As the projection power of the Eye of Surveillance followed the movements of Pan and Nietzsche and appeared in Lin Tianyi's sight, he saw an extremely chaotic and mysterious space.

It was a vast and bizarre space that could not be described in human words. It was more disordered than the spiritual world with reversed directions and more monotonous colors. A large number of dense silk threads filled the entire space, as if a large number of disturbed and entangled threads were torn from countless sweaters. They were woven together, knotted, entangled, twisted and pulled all the time, like chaotic silk, making up the entire world.

Lin Tianyi only took a glance and felt dizzy. He couldn't grasp the key points and felt restless and anxious.

If Lin Tianyi did not possess divine power and divine fire, an ordinary person would probably lose his SAN value and go crazy just by taking a look at him.

With his continuous understanding and contact with the Godhead, he has been able to roughly understand why the whole world has become like this.

Everything is because the rules of this world have been completely disrupted, so in Lin Tianyi's eyes, it appears disordered, entangled, and distorted. It is not like the normal world where rocks are rocks, soil is soil, and creatures are creatures.

However, such a world cannot have much impact on Lin Tianyi.

Since Nietzsche could forcibly take Pan away through space-transfer skills such as position swapping, it also means that Lin Tianyi can see clearly the essence of this chaotic world.

As the power of the dark gold of the double pupils continued to be injected into his eyes, Lin Tianyi's pupils became brighter and brighter, as if he was listening in the underworld. His gaze followed the feedback channel of the Eye of Supervision, penetrated the layers of chaotic rules, and saw the true appearance of this world clearly.

The chaotic rules of the disturbance gradually became clear, and he finally saw the general picture of this space. A large number of messy lines outlined several human figures.

Through the malicious feedback from the guard dog ring, Lin Tianyi finally distinguished between Nietzsche and Pan.

The threads that make up Nietzsche are lighter in color, fewer in number, but more complex in color, while the threads that make up Pan are like the many demons painted by an autistic child, with strong brushstrokes and crazy smears, outlining an outline that leaves a strong impression.

The difference between the former and the latter is as huge as that between a stick figure drawing and a sketch under heavy sketching.

The power of Pan is already strong enough. The regular threads that escaped have made the other threads in the surrounding space more distorted, like an ink cartridge that was thrown into a lake and constantly diluted, releasing a large amount of color.

Lin Tianyi's gaze just flashed across the two of them.

Because, there was a huge ball of color that he could not ignore, just like the source of all the chaos.

It was a ball of dark colors with violently fluctuating lines. In the surrounding space, a large number of irregular threads emanated from His body.

Lin Tianyi only stared at the other person's outline for a few seconds, and he felt a strong feeling of retching constantly hitting his throat.

"An out-of-control god?! This is actually a mad god!"

The voice of praise came from beside Lin Tianyi.

He turned his head and saw that the lazy clone had stood beside him with a look of amazement on his face.

Perhaps it was because Lin Tianyi used too much power of Kashila, the divine clone, which had originally tended to be stable, began to become autonomous and difficult to control.

However, Lin Tianyi's original body did not care. Overall, the lazy clone was the same as the original one, and relatively consistent with the characteristics of its own authority, that is, laziness, idleness, and unwillingness to take care of too many things.

Although he is a god evolved from the seven deadly sins of all things, laziness is more stable and controllable than the original sins of jealousy, greed, and arrogance. Hearing the other party's sigh, Lin Tianyi couldn't help but ask:
"how?"

"Does it matter whether the gods are out of control or not?"

Faced with this childish question from the original body, the lazy clone showed a rare excitement, and he spoke quickly:

"Of course. Isn't there a saying in your hometown that goes, 'Blackened people are ten times stronger, whitened people are three times weaker?' As the original body, you should understand this principle better."

Lin Tianyi touched his nose, looked at the shadow, and said with a smile:

"I always thought that it was just a boring human psychological feeling. After all, bad guys have no bottom line, while good guys need to be orderly. It's just like the cost of destruction is always lower than the cost of construction."

Sloth used the perspective of the main body to look at the strange area, and said with a smile on his face:
"You are not completely correct. You should also know that both the evolutionary power in you and the divine origin like me are actually a kind of pollution."

"According to the description that human science can currently understand, if the power emanating from an ordinary person is compared to an AA battery, then the vast majority of evolvers can be seen as power banks or mobile power sources of varying milliamperes."

"And gods are even more powerful, with discharge devices ranging in strength from power stations to nuclear reactors!"

After all, Lin Tianyi's original body and his clone are of the same origin, so he quickly understood what the other party's metaphor meant.

"You mean to say that if the power of gods is likened to a nuclear power plant, then the out-of-control mad god is a power plant with a nuclear leak?"

"Correct!"

"Losing control means a more violent energy reaction, destruction at all costs, stronger explosive power, higher pollution costs, and greater power."

After being reminded by the lazy clone, Lin Tianyi also understood the key point.

"This god should be the sleeping god worshipped by the Western Secret Coven. He chose to sleep in order to suppress his loss of control and madness."

"Now, the entry of Pan has undoubtedly interrupted the slumber of this indigenous god. He will go out of control. Just wait and see! The scene will surely be quite intense..."

Sure enough, as Sloth finished speaking, the god who opened his eyes suddenly had black hair growing all over his body. From his huge, seemingly "normal" sleeping body, seven or eight long arms covered in black wolf hair stretched out, almost as if a silk cocoon had burst! !
Pan was accidentally pulled into this mysterious space. The moment he saw the mad god, his face suddenly turned ugly.

In fact, when Nietzsche pulled him through space, Pan was able to resist it.

However, He had just been released and did not want to use His original power to resist the pull of an ant... But now, when He saw the scenery of this mysterious space, Pan's face turned ugly.

It is easy to enter this kind of space, but it is very difficult to get out.

Therefore, as the god Pan who carries the pan flute with him, the first thing he thought of was not to escape, but to appease the unknown indigenous god, and then seek a way to evolve...

(End of this chapter)