Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 418: The True God with the Least Presence (3K)

"Your significant other didn't tell you because of my hint. Sothoth didn't tell you because he was worried that you would yearn to return to wholeness and merge with your significant other, which would increase the probability of my revival and return."

"Sothoth is very particular about the Essence and the Characteristic Container. He even gave up his own progress in finding the Essence and wanted to keep a close eye on me. He is really petty."

"I admit that if I show my head at this stage, I will invite the most insane revenge. I cannot defeat Him in my current state."

"But it's good that you're here."

The rumble was like a landslide and a mountain torrent, just like every qualified villain, the continuous loud buzzing sound showed no sign of stopping.

"Excellent writers often immerse themselves too deeply in the story and enjoy the detachment of arranging everything. This is naturally the state a writer should have. In the last era, there was a term called 'God's perspective'."

"You may be divine, but you are still human. Although you think and plan with the greatest benefit in mind, you have forgotten the instinct that drives you forward."

"Even idiots who only know how to praise the sun have the desire to praise the sun, let alone you."

"There is no difference between humans and gods. It's just that the perspectives you think about a thing are different. So you still have desires, curiosity, and the goals you've always had!"

“As long as it’s beneficial, you’ll accept it.”

Layer upon layer of whispers came from the sky, the ground, the distance, the abyss, and the depths of consciousness. This sound was like the curse of the gods on sinners, sacred and corrupt, majestic and full of the deepest evil thoughts and desires in people's hearts.

A majestic and grand voice that cannot be described in any words echoed, familiar yet strange.

The "Ancient Sun God" once again encountered a nightmare that he could never get rid of in this lifetime.

The ruler of the vast starry sky and the creator who holds omniscient and omnipotent authority has returned again!

At a strange time that no one could have expected, he crawled out from the bottom of the abyss.

"You herded Farbuti!"

"The characteristics of the Dark Angel are in your hands?"

At this moment, Adam finally felt where the mistake was in the whole thing.

demon!

A small "Apostle of Desire" really couldn't see through His plan, but the "Original Creator" who had herded the "Demon King" could definitely detect the abnormality and take advantage of it!
In order to ensure that nothing goes wrong and no mistakes or omissions affect Him, only a higher status and more mysterious authority can do it.

The combination of "abyss" and "writer" was obviously beyond the expectations of the angel of fantasy.

Although I don't understand how this was done, according to information observed from the "Ancient Sun God", these powers are indispensable.

The information gap is only one aspect. After all, no one would have thought that this Creator who had awakened from nowhere could devour and herd a true God with just the characteristics of a Sequence 1 "Dark Angel".

The true God who has been polluted and eroded by many foreign gods!
The sky within the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness of all living beings pressed down again, becoming dim and lightless as if blocked by something, causing an indescribable gloom to emerge in the hearts of all living beings in the Kingdom of Loen.

The tyrannical power seemed to crush the entire world, and it was so heavy that the "Ancient Sun God" who kept resisting could hardly breathe.

Even though He once shouldered the entire future of mankind, He still could not bear this fate-like destiny.

"Heh, you have to thank the Fantasy Dragon. In order to return to Sequence Zero, He placed his personality that was contaminated by the Sea of ​​Chaos in a book. But unfortunately, the future He declared did not come true."

"The pollution of the Chaos Sea, the preparations for the resurrection of the Dragon King, and the characteristics of Sequence One are enough to give me the ability to herd True Gods. You seem to have forgotten one thing..."

"We don't need an anchor, we don't need stability..."

"It's useless. Don't try to resist. I've been waiting for too long. Wouldn't it be nice for you to become an omniscient and omnipotent God with me?"

"This has always been your ideal!"

The grand voice that cannot be described in words carries with it the power of evil, corruption, erosion and pollution of everything, and it madly invades the island of the mind floating in the ocean of collective subconsciousness.

Although the "Original Creator" had been chatting with Adam, in fact, he had already begun to erode Adam's self-will and subconsciousness.

If other paths were to encounter such a situation, they might be able to use their authority to resist, but "God" is, after all, a higher being in the same path.

Under the sudden attack, the "Fantasy Angel" was instantly plunged into a semi-out-of-control state. It could only try its best to maintain the balance between the anchor and the will, and for a moment it had no extra energy to take care of other things.

High-sequence audiences are the least likely to lose control, but they are also the most likely to lose control.

Scales emerged from the flesh and blood. They were grayish white in color, but reflected a metallic luster.

At this time, the fantasy angel has completely transformed into the form of a mythical creature.

His pupils, as clear as a child's, stood up, and with the sound of flesh tearing, two gray leather-covered wings grew on his back. His limbs were relatively sturdy, and the gray-white scales on the surface were engraved with one complex and three-dimensional mysterious symbol after another.

They extend into the flesh and blood, and extend outward to the surrounding void, as if intertwined into something that does not belong to the real world. Just seeing it makes people crazy, their thoughts twisted, and their spirits stained with all kinds of thoughts that seem to come from the heart, wishing to tear themselves apart or destroy themselves. "Give up, everything you have comes from me, your resistance is futile!"

Although Haohan's words seemed a little contemptuous at this time, they gave people the illusion that he was telling the truth.

"Give it up! You will belong to me!"

The waves surged, and monsters mixed with evil flesh and blood were climbing madly towards the island of the mind in mid-air like maggots on the tarsal bones.

Their bodies are deformed but they move very quickly, and their skin seems to have been peeled off by someone, leaving only bright red muscles and light yellow and red fat exposed.

The monsters had goat horns on their heads and goat hooves on their legs, and their faces were hideous and hideous. They exuded an indescribable stench from head to toe, and emitted endless black smoke and curses.

Even a demon would be more handsome than these cursed creatures!

Compared to demons, these monsters seem to be particularly good at bewitching people and luring out their deepest desires and evil thoughts.

"...if I give up resistance, I can become God...No, no..."

"These are all fake...Once you give up, all your efforts will be wasted..."

"I've been busy enough. It's time to take a break. What does the future of mankind have to do with me? I'm just an abandoned researcher!!!"

"No!!! I can't give up!!! I am the Sun God. I am the Sun God who leads mankind out of darkness. There is still the end of the world..."

Thousands of messy thoughts flashed through my mind, desires grew from the bottom of my heart, and depravity was the most essential original sin of every living being.

Every thought is like a complete self, with both positive and negative aspects. They conflict with each other and fight constantly, but this does not make the situation any better.

Because no matter it is the negative desires coming from the outside or the positive thoughts that resist from the heart, it will only make schizophrenia more serious, and even make the "Fantasy Angel" have the illusion that he will be divided into tens of millions of parts.

If he cannot return to normal within a short period of time, then whether it is his own positive thoughts or the negative desires from external influences, it will turn him into a madman with mental "shattered" split!

At this moment, giving up seems to be the best shortcut to unload the burden.

But at this moment, the "Ancient Sun God" suddenly curled his lips, pointed at the monsters in the air, and laughed loudly.

"Hahaha……"

He laughed so happily that he held his stomach and gasped for breath, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"Sometimes I really doubt whether you are omniscient. Why are your lines this time just as bad as they were thousands of years ago?"

"Also, 'God' and 'Devil' are in cahoots with each other. Do you still want to have a child with the 'Mother Tree of Desire'?"

"Bah, disgusting!!!"

Although Adam's condition was quite bad at the moment, this did not prevent the virtual personality he simulated from making all kinds of ridicule.

As for who the object of simulation is, it is naturally Ron Sotos with a sweet little mouth.

Wanting to invade the subconscious of the "Original Creator" and turn defeat into victory is simply a pipe dream. Even the "Ancient Sun God" at his peak did not dare to think so.

Now we can only try our best to delay time and wait for rescue.

Since you want me to split and collapse, then I will split on my own initiative. At least you can let me choose what kind of lunatic I will split into!
Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of giant dragons crawled out from the depths of the mind island. Some of them were singing loudly, some were shouting "Ula Ula", and some were holding "nuclear bombs" and rushing towards the disgusting monster that occupied a part of the mind island.

These are tens of thousands of virtual personalities that are created to bear the pollution on behalf of the most essential self and resist the erosion from the abyss and the top of the path.

"Shut up!"

"Your imitation is totally wrong!"

"If it was Sothoth, he would definitely point at me and laugh at me. You are such a dog. You actually sold hooks to the devil. Has your back door been broken by the roots of the Mother Tree of Desire?!"

It is obvious that even without using a virtual personality, the "Original Creator" can imitate the mental state of the small fish vividly.

"I can see that you seem to be waiting for something, thinking that if you delay long enough, your preparations will take effect?"

"It's useless. You are me and I am you. I know you even better than you know yourself..."

The majestic voice suddenly paused here, and then a silver-white cross pendant appeared out of thin air from the surrounding void and fell on the spiritual island of the "Ancient Sun God".

That was the proof of the leader of the Twilight Hermits, and it was thrown on the street by the "Angel of Imagination" in preparation.

(End of this chapter)