Chapter 692: No existence in the dream world
At this moment, Chen Lun seemed to have returned to the beginning.
Standing at the porthole of the azure Federation's "Ark" spacecraft, I stared at the "human figure" deep in the universe outside the solar system.
The green-yellow nebula in front of us actually belongs to the same kind of existence as the "human figure"——
They are all the "old days" that transcend the sequence.
It is the "highest point" where God's paths finally converge, and it is the indescribable existence that controls the source of sin.
Tiny murmurs and sleepy words suddenly sounded in his ears.
There seemed to be ten thousand people, ten million people, countless people whispering, saying things he couldn't understand at all.
Chen Lun suddenly felt a strange and hazy feeling.
What followed was that his body was decomposing and his spirit was drifting away. His whole body was attracted by the nebula, as if he would fly into it and merge with it in the next second.
Chen Lun couldn't help being shocked.
When he came back to his senses, he discovered that his body had turned into a translucent color, and his left and right forearms had turned into the most microscopic particles and floated towards the nebula...
Instantly, he was sweating.
‘In just a moment of trance, I was almost swallowed up by the remnants of the “eternal nightmare”... The reserve of sanity was consumed by nearly a billion! ’
Although Chen Lun's status is high, compared to the existences above the sequence, he is still as different as a firefly and the light of the sun and the moon.
With his thoughts at this point, he immediately took action.
In his eyes, the pale infinity symbol flashed.
A dark golden card appeared, spinning in front of him.
This is the only divinity among the four fates he has digested, and it is also the key to controlling the original sin of "no return home".
The white throne covered with ancient patterns responded and suddenly appeared behind him. Chen Lun slowly sat down.
When he was lying on the throne, the dreamy hazy feeling around him suddenly stopped. It did not disappear, but was blocked by an invisible curtain, which could no longer affect him.
Chen Lun could actually clearly feel that the power was outside the throne, right beside him, in all directions, trying to devour him all the time.
Fortunately, he was protected by "No Return Home", who was also the source of the crime.
Chen Lun also had an intuition.
The murmurs I heard just now probably originated from the dreamy nebula in the distance, from the "eternal nightmare" of the past!
I just don’t know what those babbles mean.
Chen Lun didn't want to know either.
To this day, he has already deeply understood that the greatest advantage of human beings is also the greatest flaw, and that is curiosity.
If you go to great lengths to find out what the "Eternal Nightmare" is talking about, the end result will be destruction.
‘Wanting to know everything will only harm yourself. ’
Chen Lun let out a sigh of relief.
In his mind, there are residual murmurs and images of nebula.
Along with it comes countless huge amounts of knowledge.
The two major sequences of Luo Yan's path, and the two complete sequences of knowledge of the deep sea and the earth, were all captured by Chen Lun.
'Deep Sea Sequence Zero [Long Dream], Earth Sequence Zero [Monument Bearer]...the two true gods Eternal Sleeper and Ni Weng are in these two sequences respectively. It's good, with these two complete paths of knowledge. , the exuberance of the holy fire can be increased by one point. ’
Chen Lun secretly said.
‘It’s time to leave, it’s too dangerous here. ’
In the end, he resisted the urge to glance at Nebula again, and directly activated "No Return Home" to let him "ascend" and escape from this deep dream.
This is also the horror of the old "eternal nightmare".
But without the blessing of Origin Sin, even if the True God falls here, he will never be able to return or wake up, and will eventually be swallowed up by the nebula transformed by his residual thoughts.
Sebastien Pardo, the eternal sleeper, is the perfect example.
Chen Lun sat on the white throne with a calm expression.
The surrounding scenes are dragging rapidly, and the dreamy nebula is gradually moving away. He is clearly not moving, but there is an illusion that he is rising at the speed of light...
In the dream world, above the pale earth.
A group of angels were looking into the distance with solemn faces. In the area shrouded by the green-yellow hurricane, a looming figure in blue seemed to be undergoing a terrible attack.
The vision was blurred by the wind, the flashing thunder was as bright as the starlight, and the Cang King's body was destroyed again and again, only to recover and reappear again and again.
Like the strobe of a stuck frame, King Cang kept switching between death and rebirth, maintaining a strange state.
"Is that..."
Miss Holy Tree Mia raised her eyebrows in surprise.
Mr. Jing Yao slowly spoke:
"'Destiny Restart' is Clough's specialty. He used this ability to seal Sebastian Pardo and let him sink infinitely in the dream... At the same time, he also relied on this ability to leave the Sun Continent alone and go to the universe. The starry sky faces the past, but it’s a pity..."
As he spoke, the True God of Magic shook his head regretfully.
He remembers.
Although the former Huan Gong Clough did not directly fall into the starry sky, he was still seriously affected after the "restart" came back.
Due to the erosion of many people from the past, Clough's fate line has undergone incomprehensible distortions. Even with the protection of "No Return Home", his sanity is disappearing at an unstoppable speed.
Eventually it inevitably goes out of control.
"It's amazing... In just a few years, Jack has already mastered most of Clough's power and has reached this point."
Miss Holy Tree's emerald-like eyes flashed with wonder.
Conrad, the King of Slaughter, held the goblet, gently shook the bright red wine in the glass, and said with emotion:
"Although He has not yet become a god, his actual combat power is comparable to mine."
"Yeah."
Mr. Jing Yao looked at the Cang Yi figure in the hurricane, as if he saw his former friend Clough, smiled and nodded.
"It seems that there is no need for our help."
Behind the three true gods, all the angels couldn't help but express surprise.
They witnessed with their own eyes the promotion of the King of Blue Clothes to Sequence One.
At that time, his strength had been greatly overestimated, but now that they heard the three true gods bluntly stating that King Cang had the strength of a true god, everyone still found it incredible.
The "King of Angels" does have the qualifications to face the true God, but this is completely different from having equal strength.
Take the dim lady Judelia as an example. The reason why He is not afraid of Madam Rose is that, firstly, Marialena's injury has not recovered, and secondly, if Judelia really wants to leave, the other party will not be able to keep Him.
But if these are put aside and the two sides fight to the death, then Judelia has no chance of escaping unscathed.
True God is the end of the path to God, the end of the mysterious realm.
Even the King of Angels cannot defeat the true God.
This is an iron rule.
But now, a person has appeared who breaks the iron law.
The King of Blue Clothes!
Boom——
Rumble——
Suddenly, there were loud noises in the distance.
The entire dream world was trembling, and even the horizon began to crack, revealing cracks, and seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
Angela and the other three true gods, as well as all the angels, looked at it intently.
I saw a pillar of fire with a pale background and colorful patterns rising into the sky, forcing back the green and yellow hurricanes around it!
The ragged gray robe was dancing, and the hem made a rustling sound.
King Cang slowly opened his eyes, the pale infinity symbol flashing in his eyes.
"Liu Li!"
He spoke indifferently, his voice rolling like thunder.
The splendid flames burning all around suddenly stagnated, then spun around King Cang, quickly converging on the ivory-white carved cross sword in his hand!
Phew——
Huhu——
Mr. Jing Yao's face gradually became serious.
His eyes were fixed on the sword in King Cang's hand, and doubts, thoughts, and surprises flashed through his deep eyes as vast as the starry sky.
"Holy fire? That's it!"
Hearing Angela's murmur, Mia and Conrad couldn't help but look sideways.
Mr. Jing Yao said in a deep voice:
"Clough once said - 'Use fate as your body, use the holy fire as your blade, there are infinite possibilities for joy and sorrow.' And this was also the path with the greatest possibility of salvation in his vision, but for some unknown reason, Clough finally gave up. It chose to settle for the next best thing and developed 'fate imitation', but 'fate imitation' alone was not enough to make Clough qualified to face those existences beyond the stars..."
In the distance, the King of Blue Clothes held the hilt of his sword with both hands, pointing straight toward the sky.
The colorful pillars of fire like a tornado continued to condense, condense, and gather together, and finally turned into a glazed spiral sword that burned endlessly with gorgeous blue fire!
The terrifying power and pressure made the angels who stared at this scene feel frightened and felt that the sword was enough to cut through everything!
Even the three true gods of Angela couldn't help but be moved!
"The era of the Seven Gods has come to an end."
Chen Lun is holding a glazed blue fire spiral sword, the crown on his head is shining, and his long gray hair is flying.
The firelight illuminated his face, and his expression of neither sadness nor joy was intertwined with light and shadow, gorgeous and dark.
"Sebastian Pardo, it starts with you!"
Whoosh! !
King Cang's figure rotated and collapsed to a point, and instantly bloomed in front of the phantom that covered the sky and the sun.
Boom——
The figure of the Eternal Sleeper was distorted and he punched out.
The fist wind is mixed with the terrifying green and yellow hurricane and thunder!
King Cang glanced coldly and punched with his backhand.
The two fists collided like two planets, causing the entire dream world to shake!
Boom! !
The result was that King Cang’s figure did not move at all.
In terms of physical fitness, both sides are evenly matched!
The next moment, King Cang swung his sword out——
With a bang, the pale sword curtain dragged out a colorful afterimage. The phantom transformed by the Eternal Sleeper didn't even have time to react, and the entire arm fell down!
The fire is burning brightly!
The eternal sleeper twisted violently and struggled in the flames!
"Ouch!!!"
The twisted phantom was roaring, roaring, and emitting a weird scream that had never been seen before in the world.
Sound waves echoed in the dream world, ripples visible to the naked eye, and the vision was blurred, distorted, and wrinkled.
Chen Lun looked down indifferently and raised the glazed blue fire spiral sword high again.
The flames shot straight into the sky, covering everything in sight with a layer of brilliant luster, and he immediately slashed down——
All sounds stopped at this moment.
All images disappeared in this moment.
Immediately afterwards.
The dazzling firelight was like an inverted meteor shower, flying in the entire sky of the dream world. The light green scales on the body of the eternal sleeper Sebastian Pardo were melted and annihilated piece by piece, and the dark eyes reflected the gorgeous flow of color.
His huge figure had a straight and fine sword mark from head to toe——
With another shock, the entire dream world was split into two halves!
The brilliant blue fire continued to burn and spread along the thin line cut by the spiral sword, destroying the dream world.
"From now on, the dream world no longer exists."
King Cang stood in mid-air, holding the terrifying spiral sword in his hand.
His figure could not be seen clearly in the collapsed vision, and only that indifferent voice resounded throughout the world.
"Sebastian Pardo, God of the Sea, truly sleeps forever." (End of Chapter)