Belief In The Kingdom of God

The icy feeling swept from beneath, rippling in my heart continuously.

"Here...Where is it?"

The lost consciousness gradually returned. As the body's sensation returned to control, Ahevard opened his eyes abruptly, and a lingering expression flashed in his eyes.

But after opening his eyes, he was stunned.

The scene in front of me was not the imaginary scene on the blue star, nor the familiar starry sky, but an unknown location.

In the distance, one by one reincarnation shuttled through the streets, and the bustling avenue looked very lively, a scene of prosperity and prosperity.

And these people walking here also stunned Ahwad.

Under his induction, none of the people walking in this space at this time were ordinary people, they were all powerful transcendents, and there were even fourth-level transcendents.

Occasionally, there are some pedestrians who are permeated with confusion, and they are shrouded in a mist. Not only are their strengths invisible, but their appearance is also hidden, making them extremely mysterious.

Such people are not in the minority here, and they have not attracted the attention of any pedestrian around.

But this kind of performance made Aeward feel a little uneasy.

Because he found that with his current level 5 strength, he still couldn't see through the methods of these people, and only saw a group of people walking here in confusion.

"What the **** is this place..."

Unconsciously, he muttered to himself, thinking of the previous scene in his mind.

The ruins were shattered, and the once invincible emperor revived, attracting the attack of the gods.

But when he thought he was bound to be buried with Blue Star, the situation changed again.

An ancient world tree appeared, showing its supreme might, not only protecting the blue star, it also wiped out countless galaxies and killed the gods with a single blow.

Just as he recalled, a great consciousness suddenly descended around him, instilling some information into his mind.

"Lord God...Space?"

At this moment, feeling the huge message in his mind, Ahevard couldn't help being stunned.

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On the other side, in the lowness of the main **** space, a conversation is beginning.

A piece of stars appeared out of thin air in the vast space. In the center surrounded by the stars, Artis sat there, holding up a cup of tea.

The purple world was transformed into a cup of tea, concentrated in it, and was drunk directly by Atis.

This extravagant behavior made the person sitting opposite couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his face, and he was extremely awkward by the behavior of the prodigal Attis.

"How is your recovery after such a long time?"

Looking at the other person, Artis slowly raised his head and said with a smile.

Opposite him, a huge figure with a tall stature and three sharp horns was sitting there. It was the Li Renhuang who had been brought to the main **** space by Artis before.

At this moment, when he heard Attis' words, the corners of Li Renhuang's mouth twitched: "You have poured so much of your origin. I am an emperor. Even if I suffer severe injuries, I will recover from the horror."

"That's good." Artis nodded without saying much.

Before, in order to restore the Li Renhuang's injuries, Attis poured a large amount of world source power in one breath, directly expending a large amount of precious world source power to accelerate his recovery.

After dragging down this extravagant blessing, the injuries that would have taken tens of thousands of years to recover were healed in just a few days.

Attis stopped talking, and the scene fell silent for a while.

But this silence undoubtedly made Li Renhuang feel extremely uncomfortable.

So he took the initiative to break the silence: "You have spent such a large price to make me heal, what do you want to do?"

"What do you think?" Artis asked rhetorically.

"I don't know." Li Renhuang shook his head: "Although my strength is good, it is nothing to you. It is not worth your effort."

Indeed, the strength of the sixth level limit is indeed very strong, and to some extent it is only one step away from the seventh level.

But this step is not so easy to pass. In this universe, the fragments of the origin of the universe have long been divided by the first gods, far from being coveted by later generations.

Not to mention, even if it is a true God-level, it might not be a big deal in front of Attis.

After all, he watched Atis kill a **** with his own eyes.

"Needless to say, your strength, even in the entire multiverse, is considered good."

As if thinking of something, Artis suddenly sighed.

"Come with me." He got up, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

Behind him, the Emperor Li did not hesitate, and followed Atis.

Feeling the will of Attis, a faint light flashed in the main **** space, leading the two out.

In the next moment, they descended into the sea of ​​spirit.

Pieces of storms are raging in the sea of ​​spirit. In this world, endless stars are shining, exuding different brilliance.

"Here?" Looking at the scene in front of him, Li Renhuang looked shocked: "The sea of ​​spirit?"

"This is the bottom layer of a universe, where the spirit of the world lies, and it is also the place closest to the origin."

Attis looked at the whistling spirit in front of him, and said calmly: "If the material universe is a subject composed of matter, then this is where the spirit of the universe lies."

"This is the origin of the universe, and it is also the destination of the thoughts and death of all things. Matter and spirit are constantly communicating here, forming the context of the entire universe."

Artis gently stretched out his hand and grabbed a star into his palm.

This is an illusory star, which contains only a little spiritual and soul power, and does not have perfect world laws and cycles.

A power of the world slowly rises, and the breath of the world is constantly permeating Adis's body, and a purple source of power is poured into this illusory star with his mind.

With the help of World Origin Power, this illusory star began to change.

Within it, a large number of lives began to become full, and the continuously intertwined world lines began to become complicated, until a unique core was formed.

In an instant, this illusory world acquired the energy that would have taken countless years to accumulate, became full and full in an instant, and even began to slowly transform into the real world.

However, the rough rules of the world itself trouble the advancement of the world, and the thin rules are not enough to support a perfect world. Forcing the advancement will only cause the world to collapse and die.

Artis moved his finger and waved lightly.

In him, the breath of the world tree began to emerge, and a large number of world laws were intertwined with each other and poured into this illusory world.

In an instant, the illusory world uttered a soft whistle, and the original monotonous law was quickly perfected with the help of Attis, and finally spread to the entire world.

This process is equivalent to the growth of a human skeleton. Only a thick skeleton can support the continuous growth of the body.

The small world is expanding rapidly. In an instant, the world has crossed the process of tens of millions of years and started its first advancement.

In the sea of ​​spirit, the waves of terror began to occur. Feeling the waves of advanced world, the sea of ​​spirit began to spontaneously pull out the power of the underlying chaotic world, and began to baptize the new world spontaneously.

Feeling all this, Artis waved his hand, and the world in his hand was sent to the center of the storm by him, receiving the baptism of the chaotic world.

The source of the violent force is permeating, and the power from the chaotic world is rioting, rushing into the world madly.

The world was constantly whispering, and it seemed that it couldn't bear this baptism. The whole world began to tremble constantly and even collapsed.

"This is the process of the birth of a world, no matter which universe it is, it is similar."

Attis looked at the world that was constantly trembling in the center of Yuanli, with a calm face: "During the process of world promotion, the Yuanli of the chaotic world will be drawn to instill strength into the promoted world."

"The thicker the world’s savings, the more power you can gain. But once you can’t survive this process, an unpredictable process will occur. Even if the end of destruction is ultimately avoided, the world will regress."

As soon as his voice fell, there was a sudden roar in front of him.

An illusory world began to change constantly under the baptism of the chaotic power. Everything in the world was absorbing the huge source power from the chaotic world and was rapidly transforming.

The laws of the world are constantly consolidated and perfected, intertwined into a world’s legal net, and in the center of it, the will of a world begins to be initially born.

When all of this reached a peak, the world suddenly made a slight tremor, and then everything collapsed directly.

Everything is destroyed, the law collapses, the nascent world consciousness is directly annihilated, a world just disappears here, and it has not been able to survive this baptism.

"And this is the path I chose."

Seeing the endless prosperous fireworks bursting out of the world in front of him under the scouring of the Primal Chaos, there was no sadness or joy in Atis's heart, just talking quietly.

"Your way?"

On the side, watching the whole process of the birth and death of the world, Li Renhuang's tall back did not know when he had sweated, and the emotions in his heart were constantly intertwined, which seemed extremely complicated.

He listened to Attis's words, reluctantly turned around, and asked with some doubts.

"Please come with me." Artis didn't say much, just turned around and smiled.

As they continued to move forward, the world kept passing by in their eyes.

The worlds are constantly born and destroyed, forming a magnificent scene here.

A little bit of cyan gradually appeared ahead, and a magnificent scene emerged in front of him.

An ancient world tree stands quietly in the sea of ​​spirit, its body is extremely tall, and each leaf is the size of the world. It stands quietly, its branches move slightly, as if it has supported countless worlds and blessed countless creatures.

Countless worlds are spawned here, and endless creatures multiply and die here, engraving the next brand on the body of the world tree.

"Is this...your ontology?"

Looking at this ancient tree, even if Li Renhuang had been mentally prepared for a long time, he couldn't help but feel sluggish at this time. Looking at the ancient world tree that exuded the atmosphere of the ancient and the world, I didn't know what to say.