What on earth am I doing…
After the sharp blade stabbed out, Hitzfeld froze.
As if she had had a long and beautiful dream, her consciousness suddenly woke up, and she threw away the throne, scepter, sword and crown... without any reluctance to the gathered praises, and plunged back into this reality.
She was extremely certain and certain that the person who was most important to her was almost killed by her own hands.
"Esun Hitzfeld..."
"Esun Hitzfeld..."
The dead are singing, still chanting her name in the void.
"Hitzfeld..."
"Hitzfeld..."
The elements and the gray fog also began to riot. Pusiangsi, Lao, Sixus, Leon and others who were trapped in it all widened their eyes and looked around nervously.
The underwater world is changing.
A tremendous amount of energy erupted at the bottom of the Pushen Abyss, and a column of lava and fire, accompanied by bubbles, rose from the seabed. The diameter of the column alone was over a thousand meters, and the edge could not even be seen with the naked eye.
These gushing magma bubbles did not affect them, but automatically separated when they were about to hit them, circling like swimming fish, forming a deep and hollow cave on the seabed.
The magma juice condensed in the void along with the explosion. Some of it was wrapped in foam to form dense honeycomb-like holes, and some naturally stretched into twisted branches.
But more slurry was entangled together under some mysterious influence, solidifying and taking shape little by little, imitating the shapes of all things at the treetops, swimming fish, flying birds, walking beasts... still changing constantly.
This trend is like a huge flower bud blooming.
It rose from the abyss, lifted the sea surface, and for the first time showed its abundance to the sky shrouded in gray fog. Each of its petals was condensed from countless branches that changed in this way, interlaced in spirals, waving to the sky and looking at the sky.
"It's worth it even if I die now." Li Ang was so shocked that he forgot to cough. He stared and said softly.
The seawater and the mist were directly separated by this change. They were now floating in the center of the "flower" out of thin air, and their speech and movements were no longer restricted.
"Shut your mouth!" Sixus kicked him angrily, "Go to hell! Don't represent me!"
But having said that, she also had to admit that Li Ang's perception made sense.
The momentum of the wheel and the majesty of its spirit are so great that nothing I have seen in the past can compare to this moment.
The fish, birds, beasts and petals were far from the end of the transformation of the petals and branches. They subsequently condensed into human forms, and each human face was lifelike. Then these millions of faces merged with the fish, birds, beasts and petals in the next moment, and from then on, people with fish faces and beasts with bird beaks could be seen. Their physical features were combined in a contradictory yet unified posture, but the overall appearance was extremely harmonious. No matter what form they took, they all pointed their faces at the heart of the flower at the bottom of the sea and recited the name of the gray-haired girl.
"You've lived long enough to see such a scene."
Knowing how serious the situation was, Leon restrained his personality and asked Sixus.
Sixus shook his head.
Not to mention seeing it, she had never even heard of it.
"This is what happens when you set your mind to chasing after the mysterious source..."
Dozens of meters away, the corners of Pusangsi's lips turned down slightly under her cloak.
"Every day may refresh your cognition."
“Every day is full of potential accidents.”
"Lao." She turned to the middle-aged man with the broken arm, "There are no records of the tree people... either?"
"Not at all," Raoul confirmed.
He stuffed the remaining hand into the gap of the broken arm, as if stirring it for a while, and then he swung his arm, and countless dense roots covered with mucus flew out from the gap of the broken arm, quickly entwined and condensed in the air, gradually forming a complete arm.
"In fact, before today, we were not sure whether the fragments of the mother tree really existed." He said, "If it were not the case, she would not have taken out the tree needle plate and the crown of wisdom to gamble with you."
"So do you think this development is good or bad?" Pusiangsi asked again.
"It looks like those new elements chose her..." Raoh frowned, as if he had encountered a difficult problem.
"I can't tell."
Of course it’s hard to say.
Although the person who eventually became a god has changed, perhaps from Daelin to Hitzfeld, but is Sarah... and even today's human civilization really ready to welcome a new god?
Is this the choice of the mother tree fragment or the choice of the Mechanical Sun Goddess?
After becoming a god, will Hitzfeld lead Sarah out of the current predicament, or are there unexpected things in the process itself?
These are inevitable concerns when the gap in power levels is too great, so great that there is no ability to resist.
And soon, the environment changed again.
As the people below looked on in surprise, confusion and disbelief, the dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipated.
"impossible--"
Feti exclaimed in surprise.
"Why...what is that?"
Leon and Sixus both looked solemn and had no time to answer her questions.
Of course, even if they could, they couldn't give an answer at all.
From the moment the gray fog invaded and the dream world descended, the gloomy dark clouds in the dream have never dissipated.
It is intertwined with the gray fog and exists at all times, blocking the prying eyes of life from its secrets.
When you dive into your dreams and walk on the muddled streets, you suddenly hear footsteps and roars of animals. When you want to follow the source of the sound, you can only see endless fog.
You don't know what the other person is, what their appearance or shape is... you can't judge whether they are dangerous. You can only choose the most conservative strategy to hide and try not to give any feedback.
...It can be said that these dark clouds and fog are one of the reasons why the dream world is so gloomy and terrifying.
But now they are scattered.
The gray fog and dark clouds dissipated together, revealing a vast starry sky.
The dark sky is dotted with stars, and some nebulae can be vaguely seen wriggling in the distance.
“…Lao!”
"Don't ask me! I don't know!!"
No one knows what these changing scenes mean.
There is only one exception, and that is the person who initiated the change.
Starry sky...
Looking up, Hitzfeld could feel his body shaking with fear.
If her guess was correct, these changes were caused by her use of the energy control methods of the Four Ancient Gods.
The root of this dream within a dream came from the giant coral, from the fragments of the mother tree in their mouths. It might be a trace of consciousness connected by her own actions, preparing... to send her to the throne of god.
That means the mythical particle is about to be completed.
The dispersing gray fog, opening the dream to the starry sky, means that the light bulb is glowing.
Blooming in the gloomy universe.
We can't let this go on...
She raised her hands and pinched her cheekbones and forehead, as if there were two selves intertwined and fighting in her mind.
If I let it do this and make me a god... not to mention that I am not prepared for that at all, the light that blooms into the void at this time will definitely attract those evil outer gods.
The Sun King hasn't returned yet, and I couldn't even contact her just now. This is too dangerous no matter how you look at it. I shouldn't do this...
But another consciousness also has reasons.
"Aisun, look."
She heard a sound.
"Your power comes from the four most ancient gods. It is their power combined into one."
"Let's talk about logic and study this matter from a dialectical perspective. If their power is not enough to fight the source of the gray fog, why don't they just attack us directly, but use such a despicable method as 'poisoning'?"
"Doesn't this mean that they can also be afraid and scared?"
"And now that you have inherited their power, you should be more confident: you are capable of turning the tide... You can do it!... You can defeat them!!"
I can’t do this…
“You can do it!!”
I don't want to do it even if I can...
"You have to do--!!"
In a trance, her body spontaneously made a series of movements.
She could feel herself reaching out and pinching Deka's back, digging inside, and pulling out a ball of colorful light that was condensed together and still constantly squeezing and colliding inside.
This is the mythical particle that is about to be completed.
He held the ball of elemental particles in his right hand and pressed it towards his chest little by little.
Hitzfeld wanted to stop it, wanted to control it, but he couldn't.
A great will descended upon her.
That is a desire for rebirth, which can perhaps be understood as the expectation of the world - and even the mother tree. They can't wait to return to the past and follow her to regain her past glory.
That is the trend, the general trend. I am like a small fish caught in the tide, and no matter how hard I struggle, it is useless.
"Stop!"
When the elemental ball was about to touch her chest, a hand grabbed her wrist from the side and handcuffed her like a pair of pliers.
The hair fluttered, and a pretty face carved with a knife enlarged before my eyes.
She felt the other person's other hand naturally wrap around her waist and tighten it so hard that it almost broke her in half.
“You can do it!”
The woman tried to scream at her.
"You are... Aisuen Hitzfeld!"
“You solved so many problems!”
"Your will is stronger than that of the Lord!"
"You can't lose to it!"
“We will definitely win!”
Although Xia Yibing tried her best to scream at her to wake her up, the fact was that the girl could hardly hear her voice.
Her voice was fading and going away. Her anxious face was also blurring and disappearing.
Xia Yibing was stunned, she looked down at her clamped hands.
The delicate wrist wrapped in a black silk glove should have been unable to resist under the restraint, but at this moment, it insisted on pushing the ball of light towards the chest little by little.
What exactly is this power...
He let go of the girl, raised his hand and used the Changxia sword to stab the ball of light.
There was no effect, the knife light went straight through.
Aisuen's spirit seemed to be blocked by something. She no longer attached her spiritual thoughts to it. Changxia couldn't even materialize...
In critical moments, women become ruthless.
If you don't enter me, I will enter you!
She began to try, according to the feelings the girl had described before, wanting to squeeze her spiritual thoughts into the other party's spiritual body, trying to break through the barrier in this way.
But it's still useless.
She has absolutely no relevant experience, and the closest thing to the description in reality is spirit possession, but she is far from reaching that level.
When the spirit is injured, it only damages the mind, which does not mean that the real body will also be injured...
Seeing that the ball of light had begun to touch the girl's chest, and had even been pushed in one-third of the way, Xia Yibing became completely ruthless.
She did something that seemed crazy to bystanders - she turned the blade of the white long sword upside down, pointed it at herself, and stabbed it through her chest with force!
"she--"
