My universe in a bottle

The top of the world tree.

Herodotus sat on the throne, motionless for dozens of days for the purpose of the deduction.

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They have seen those three kinds of life, the hardest, the most immortal, and the most explosive. If the combination completely awakens this ancient existence that is like a god and a demon, wielding a knife against the gods, they will definitely be defeated.

An oppressive feeling of death lingered in the hearts of the gods.

"In terms of combat effectiveness, no matter what capabilities we develop in the short term, we will never be able to match our opponent."

"Then the only hope is, faster speed."

Speed ​​is the only way to win.

No matter how strong the Demon King is, as long as they can crush them faster than him, they can hope to win.

It's more likely that they have to enter the next civilization era and find the third [Awakening] before they have any hope of survival!

Herodotus has been taking half of the members into seclusion, ignoring the outside world.

These days, they have been constantly improving their consciousness reaction speed and speeding up their body movements twenty or thirty times.

Regardless of the cost of his life, he seemed to have entered a high-speed orbit, and a brand new world seemed to come into view.

But.

Even if they have obtained the opponent's electric gene through continuous pursuit of Thunder Spider Iris, through electric stimulation to speed up their reaction speed, thirty-three times is still the limit.

But those overclocking powers are extremely harmful to the mind and body.

Click.

"It's impossible to hold on for too long."

"Yes, flesh and blood life is so overloaded that our bodies enter thirty times the speed. After one use, they are useless and the body needs to be replaced."

"Even if our bodies are replaced, our consciousness will still be greatly damaged, and our lives will be short."

Thirty-three times the speed is for desperate efforts.

The muscles all over the body are overloaded, and the neurons in the brain are running faster under the stimulation of electric current.

In this state, it looks like red-hot steam prawns.

May collapse at any time.

The reaction speed is ten times faster under normal conditions, which is the normal biological speed that is least harmful to the body.

"Further up, above thirty-three, there is a layer of consciousness, a door sealed by consciousness." Herodotus looked at the experiment quietly.

The brain is a house.

Consciousness is the resident.

Herodotus felt that once he broke through the door of consciousness, he would enter an incredible mysterious world that exceeded thirty-three times the speed, and he would never be able to come back.

But Herodotus was sitting on the throne and suddenly spoke boldly: "I want to see this incredible world!"

"Are you crazy?" Minnis said.

"Fear is the distance from the truth," Herodotus said calmly.

"Don't lie to me," Minnis said.

Minnis knew that this was a bold and careful man.

Herodotus could take risks for his dreams, but it was impossible for him to choose the path of death like Artabia.

This is the biggest difference between the two.

So when Artabia moved forward and died, Herodotus went back and remained anonymous.

He knows how to respect some things.

"But do we still have a choice?" Herodotus smiled.

Minnis was speechless, "Why don't we let others give it a try."

"They can't. If anyone can, it's me."

Herodotus said, "This time, someone also needs to stand up. There is no other madman Artabia, desperate to open a way for us."

"And there is no time to hesitate. Even if we succeed, we may not be able to defeat that terrifying ancient existence. I have to give it a try and kill the opponent's ritual in advance."

In fact, they ran out of options early on.

Herodotus did not, and neither did the gods. Someone must take their own responsibility and continue the era, otherwise the gods will be doomed to ashes.

"I feel that above thirty-three, we should see something special, such as our souls."

"That is the way to the third [Awakening]. I will find it and bring it back to you."

Herodotus sat on the throne, took off his crown, put down his scepter, and showed a faint smile on his face.

There was a lot of noise under the entire World Tree. The sounds of elves falling to the ground in the buds and the sounds of the human tribes preparing for war below were noisy and lively.

"I really hope to see a new era. The civilization after defeating the abyss and the heroes everywhere are also very interesting."

He sat at the top of the world, looking at the sky beyond the crystal wall. His body suddenly became more and more hazy on the throne, leaving only an outline.

A breeze suddenly blew in front of the gods, and there was nothing on the throne.

The speed of God King Herodotus was so fast that no one could see clearly, as if he had entered a still time and space.

Above thirty-three.

Their god-king suddenly accelerated and broke through the barrier and opened the door.

The sound suddenly disappeared.

His senses and hearing are infinitely amplified.

Countless information began to pour into Herodotus's mind. Sounds, waves, smells, genetic structures, the entire world was providing an impact of information all the time.

How warm the light is on your body.

What a beautiful sound each cell collision makes.

Every genetic sequence in the body is like a string of wind chimes, with four characters clanging against each other.

He seemed to see everything.

The world is singing!

He suddenly had a vague understanding, and his tone was calmer than ever before.

"Transcend yourself, sink your spirit into the earth, raise your electromagnetism into the sky, circulate it in the world, and burn out the light of life."

"I see the possibility of a third awakening."

He realized incredibly quickly.

The appearance of this young god-king changes day by day, becoming older and older, and even has white hair, and his body is wrinkled and covered with tree markings.

The consciousness wave of his "ancient god's brain" suddenly expanded completely, and he saw the flow of the microscopic world of all things, as well as the colorful worlds twisted in the sky like wisps of aurora.

At this time, a mysterious and mysterious feeling came into his mind:

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