The twelve man-made gods are surrounded by golden light that blooms due to their powerful vitality. Some have bodies as tall as the sky, some are short and flexible... some control storms and thunder, and some distort illusory light...
The moment they reappeared, they were instinctively hostile to the great will Caroso, and formed a unified camp with tacit understanding. They all let out undisguised hostility and roars of wrath, and the golden light was about to solidify.
The man-made god is a shining golden color, while Caroso is covered with a layer of rose purple with the power of all things. The different colors of light form two different realms, and the colliding atmospheres seem to be natural enemies of each other.
The light of the beginning, the darkness of the beginning, light and darkness are not visual attributes, but an opposite concept that cannot be described in detail. They represent the original beginning of the universe, the mysterious symbolism of the birth of two, the second of three, and the three of all things. .
Soon, the extraordinary spirituality of the twelve artificial gods keenly discovered that Caroso's cold and arrogant eyes were not looking at them, but at a human whose body had no light.
Does this mean that the great will believes that the threat to humanity is stronger than them? !
"It failed." Ye Lin twitched the corner of his mouth, his expression not surprising at all.
He originally wanted to trace the dream world back to its very beginning... The twelve man-made gods gazed into the depths of the starry sky together, whispering to each other from time to time. The residents of the divine kingdom of Kremit looked at the twelve gods with respect, enthusiasm, and yearning. A majestic figure.
Now that the twelve man-made gods have been reappeared, the divine kingdom of Terra, Krimite, is once again crowded with people and bustling with people, but the great will Caroso is still looking down indifferently from high in the starry sky, unaffected by retrospection. Like the only one in eternity.
The purple of the power of all things became more and more intense, and the starry sky where Caroso stood seemed to turn into a vast purple ocean. He stood above the ocean and the storm, and his body covered with half of the armor and divine patterns became taller and taller, crowded. A planet opened up, filled with an indescribable feeling of oppression.
The alliance of the twelve man-made gods turned into twelve tiny fireflies in an instant. Their faces were covered with raised veins, and their bones creaked. It seemed that they might be completely extinguished in the next moment. Swallowed by purple light.
"Sure enough, the thirteenth is missing." An artificial god sighed unwillingly.
Ye Lin was not surprised by this scene either, he had expected it.
If neither he nor Caroso interferes with the dream memory of the God of Mist, then the normal sequence of development is to follow the traces carved by history. Both the twelve artificial gods and Caroso will suffer losses, Terra will explode, the battle between gods will end, and the God of Mist will be revealed. The state when opening the eyes depends on whether the new realm of memory has been established.
Now the Ring of Creation and Caroso's power of all things appear in the depths of memory with purpose, breaking the original balance and ending, and will also rewrite the deepest memory image of the Mist God.
Part of Wu Shen's future memories will depend on the outcome of this battle.
Ye Lin looked solemn, and a misty, illusory and twisted river appeared in the depths of his eyes, and then echoed in layers, like the intertwined voices of hundreds of millions of people praying, declaring:
"Power: Eternity!"
Behind the twelve artificial gods, a long river suddenly appeared, which was the same as Ye Lin's eyes, filled with mist and illusory in nature.
The river flows silently, but it can be seen clearly. Countless scenes of the world appear and disappear in the long river of time, and dense lights light up and dim.
Scan at will...
Some primitive worlds reveal the nature of predatory nature. Small fish eat shrimps, big fish eat small fish, fishermen cast their nets, ferocious beasts reveal their fangs, and the "mountains" in the distance open their lava-colored eyes.
Some worlds ignited the flames of civilization with oil and steel, with steam boiling and electric current flickering. However, they suddenly collapsed at their peak, and the rain of radiation pollution irrigated every corner of the earth.
Some worlds are illuminated by the light of "magic", and many different races use this power to create miracles one after another. All extraordinary things can be called "magic".
……
The long river of time is full of illusions and fog, but it also gives people an extremely heavy feeling, because it carries the history of countless worlds and the upcoming future, and accommodates the reality of all existences in ancient and modern times.
While the twelve man-made gods were still in a state of daze, their auras were growing rapidly, changing from tiny fireflies that were about to extinguish to candles that could illuminate a place, and finally turned into twelve suns shining in the sky. It is spreading light and heat wantonly, fighting against the purple ocean of the power of all things.
In an instant, they regained the power they had during the battle with the ancient Terra god in the real world. The number of twelve was able to fight against the great will. They pressed their chests or heads in unison, as if something important that had been lost had been refilled, and their empty souls seemed to have a sense of reality.
The lost origin of darkness has temporarily returned.
At the same time, the fatalistic hostile instinct intensified. They were all surging with powerful momentum, their bright eyes were all staring at the great will Caroso, their blood was boiling, and thunder roared.
Pohuanzi couldn't help but exclaimed loudly: "The main body of time can be called the eternal power. The body that no one has ever mastered has been obtained by you. You summoned twelve artificial gods from the past time. The most perfect state.”
Isn’t the eternal power in the hands of the endless Ymir? !
The broken ring suddenly dawned, and the gods gathered at the end of the world. Endless Ymir was annoyed and helpless and repeated ten thousand times, "I don't have it, I'm not it, Mader, you are so annoyed."
There are also gods who suspect that it may be the powerless Terra or the Arbiter of Equilibrium.
It turns out that Ymir was really... wronged.
Eternal power has recreated the twelve perfect man-made gods of ancient Terra, and the weight of history has reappeared at this moment, smoothing out the distortions.
"You really want to be an enemy of the great will." The rotation of the ring of creation became as dull as rust, and a huge figure rose up from the purple sea of all power, and its eyes were like two stars.
Ye Lin smiled softly and said: "It's not an enemy, it's just that you have to make a choice in the end. I don't have eyes in the back of my head that can look both ways at the same time."
The current war is not only about the memory and identity of the God of Fog, but also about Ye Lin disobeying Caroso's will and offending the Supreme. This is something that the Ring of Creation and the Great Will cannot allow.
Yelin had carefully considered using the eternal power. First of all, the twelve man-made gods have relatively high resistance to the power of all things, and they are the culprits of Caroso's "black history". The gods hinder the supreme power. His personality is unable to take action, and the twelve artificial gods are the most suitable helpers at this stage.
One of the effects of eternal power is to reproduce them in their most perfect state.
If the Great Will is defeated here, the news that He has eternal power will not spread, and it will be nothing if it is spread by harsh words. The gods will be shocked by his power.
Caroso's white broken hair was raised in the strong wind, revealing his eyes without any emotion, and he calmly said: "I am one, two, three, all things, and infinite."
"All things..."
boom!
The huge figure rising from the purple sea has a real sense of reality. A bright crown appears on the head, inlaid with countless stars and suns. It fills all the space in the vision and soul, occupying an absolutely dominant position.
Ye Lin's knees and spine suddenly pressed down, his eyes went blind, and a string of bright red blood beads burst out from his eyebrows. His mind was occupied by the giant shadow of the purple sea, and a real and illusory big hand grabbed his A horrible feeling of suffocation came over his face, and his soul was trembling and fearful from the bottom of his heart.
"Can't be caught."
A clear thought flashed through him, the eternal power lit up, and the twelve man-made gods all attacked the purple sea in the starry sky.
"I stand here, one, only, eternal, and I am immortal." Ye Lin's bones crackled, and he slowly straightened his severely injured body. He ignored the blood on his eyebrows and raised his hand. Pointing at Caroso, the illusory river of time carries countless histories and crashes into the purple sea of all things.
He did not borrow the power of his past or future self and firmly believed that this moment was the only one. (End of chapter)