More abstract than the spiritual world, as if it contains all the authority and symbols of the entire universe, all things are presented, and the light that illuminates here is not evenly distributed. They are mainly concentrated in several places, stacked layer by layer, and interwoven into patches like thick prisms.
There are three such patches, which seal different illusory kingdoms respectively.
Some of those countries were covered with bright flowers, the sky was always bright, and some seemed to be composed of books, spread out or closed. Different figures shuttled through them, enjoying reading, and some were an endless sea covered with storms, lightning and thunder.
The next second, there were drastic changes in these three different countries at the same time.
Where the sky has always been bright, all the flowers shine, as if they have turned into one miniature, blazing sun after another.
These countless small suns intertwined and all joined the extremely dazzling golden sun that was rising rapidly in the depths of the country, allowing it to emit a scorching light that could illuminate the entire galaxy of the world.
However, no matter how much energy this close to the real sun emits or how many ultra-high temperature flames it creates, it cannot break through the thick prism-like patch of light.
It destroys one layer, and the other party will regenerate a new layer, and the speed is no slower than it.
In another part of the astral world, the surface of the wonderful country composed of various books. On the same patch of light, a little bit of brass-colored light swam quickly, outlining one mysterious symbol after another, as if looking for key points or effective methods that can destroy the barrier with one blow.
During this process, the glimmer forms an illusory pair of eyes that directly see the weak and create the weak.
And inside the patch of light, there is also a similar glimmer of light wandering, reconstructing itself over and over again and changing the key points of the structure.
This makes both sides seem to be competing for computing power, and there is no way to decide the winner for a while.
A little light suddenly lit up in the depths of the vast sea covered by lightning, strong winds and heavy rains.
It carries some matter and approaches the limit of speed, thus creating violent waves that can destroy the planet.
Such waves and the light rayed continuously against the thick prism-like patches of light, causing it to drop countless brilliances.
At some point, an illusory ocean that seemed to contain all colors and all possible possibilities rippled in the patch of light. This seemed to bring about the solidification of the surrounding environment, making the light spot carrying the storm slower much more difficult to curb. Then, the light spot accelerated, slowed down, and slowed down again, repeating all the time, refusing to give up.
Taking the Chaos Sea as the source, with himself and the real Creator as the pillar, Adam, who imagined three uniquenesses and included them in this system, seemed to have surpassed the limitations of the sequence and became half the old days. He forced himself to suppress the Eternal Dark Sun, the Lord of Storm and the God of Knowledge and Wisdom with his own strength, trapping these three true gods of the sequence 0 in their respective gods!
At this moment, He seemed to have returned to his peak state and turned back to the ancient sun god who fought one ancient god after another.
He takes the two paths of dreamer and the Hanged Man as the foundation for rebirth. In addition to their own special resurrection, it is also because this is what He has studied and has the most probability of becoming God's choice:
Becoming the true god with one of the two ways: Imaginator and Hanged Man, after initially mastering the Chaos Sea, it reclaims the remaining uniqueness and extraordinary characteristics of Sequence 1 in turn, which is the relatively easiest and least risky path to be promoted to the Lord of the Star Realm.
And here, there is a little more special thing about Fantasy than Hanging Man.
When the fantasy initially controls the Chaos Sea and to some extent accommodates the second uniqueness and the extraordinary characteristics of the corresponding sequence, he can rely on fantasy to show residual, false symbols and authority, allowing himself to obtain a level beyond the sequence in a short time and have half of his old strength.
However, at the end of the Third Age, the ancient sun god's plan was: after being assassinated, he would immediately resurrect the uniqueness of the Hangman in the Giant's Court, first reclaim the uniqueness of the Hangman and the extraordinary characteristics of the three Sequence 1, and become the true god of the Sequence 0 again, and then use the first blasphemy slab placed next to him to initially control the Chaos Sea.
With this foundation, Adam, the Ugly Angel, awakens, returns to the main body, and forms support.
When such a system was established, the ancient Sun God would use the grazing ability of the Hanged Man and the means of the fantasy to separate the virtual personality of the virtual personality, to control the uniqueness of the three paths of the Sun, the Reader, and the Sailor, and each of them to make himself infinitely close to the old days in terms of personality and strength, and to maintain a minimum stability.
He does not directly tolerate the Chaos Sea, and accommodates the uniqueness and sequence of the other three paths. He does not want to advance to the old days and become a pillar in that era, which will inevitably lead to God's revival and His self loss.
What He intends to control the situation and materials, and wait until the end of the world is approaching, and then complete the last few steps, becoming a pillar of self-awareness in one fell swoop.
At that time, He was not prepared to use fantasy as the cornerstone because He did not get the pen of Aleshud and lacked a masterpiece. He waited until the angel kings betrayed and failed in the plan. After Adam was resurrected, he decided to take the best path by the opportunity brought by this disaster.
At this moment, Adam, who turned into a huge light and shadow, stood on the surface of the chaotic black water, making the star world reflected in his eyes, making it difficult for the three true gods to break through the limitations.
Around Him, one after another, light dragged the tail of the flames and kept falling from high places, illuminating the entire land of God's abandonment, leaving the North and South continents in midday at the same time.
In the remaining bell tower of Byyam, Amon, who was sitting on the railing, pushed down the crystal-ground monocle glasses, supported his hands, jumped up suddenly, and entered the astral realm directly.
During this process, there was an old mottled stone slab in His left hand.
The first piece of blasphemy!
Amon once used it to block the gap brought by Mr. Door's return ceremony and prevented the invasion of the Fallen Mother Goddess.
When the return ceremony ended, the door of flesh and blood collapsed completely, and there was no channel to maintain it. He took back this blasphemy slab.
At this time, Amon threw it casually, causing the ancient mottled stone slab to fall from the star realm and fall somewhere in the foggy sea.
It was a mountain that penetrated the boundless black fog.
Its bottom has no end, and around it, it seems that there is a continent.
After the first blasphemy slab fell, it was accurately inserted at the top of the mountain, transforming into an illusory sea containing all colors.
At the same time, Amon entered the astral realm, saw the main peak of the Hornaches Mountains that was grafted here, and saw the ancient and dilapidated palace on the top of the peak.
His body, wearing a pointed hat and classical black robe, grew rapidly and instantly became a mountain scale.
His mouth opened, as if to swallow the magnificent but broken palace of Antigonus into his mouth.
Suddenly, He saw a vague figure.
The figure was wearing a layered but not complicated black dress, dotted with countless stars.
He was as huge as Amon now, with a pair of arms covering dark black and short hair growing between his ribs and waist, but had a beautiful and gentle face covered with a thin black veil.
His eyes seemed to condense the night sky with stars, which made people feel peaceful and uncontrollably fear.
Two of His hands were holding a long giant scythe, the other was holding a bird-shaped gold jewelry, and the rest was empty, as if holding an invisible thing.
Goddess of the Night!
The next second, Amon, wearing monocles in his right eye, was quickly wiped off like a sketch by an eraser.
The goddess of night raised her two empty arms and held up a nearly invisible mist.
The surface of this fog was opened one by one by one at a time at different positions, but it was blocked instantly, making no loopholes.
The goddess of night floated at the top of the main peak of the Hornaches Mountains within the astral realm, and focused on the foggy world in her hand, preventing Amon's true body from escape.
As the doors appeared more and more and more and more, the goddess could no longer deal with it by herself, so she could only raise her other two arms and raise her long giant sickle.
The dark giant sickle quickly became empty, as if it had turned into a non-solid coffin made of thick black fog.
The nearly invisible world of misty was stuffed into the coffin, and all the movements and stillness stopped instantly, as if they had died at the same time.
But this silence lasted only for one second, and the thick black fog surface that formed the coffin, and another door was formed and opened.
The goddess of night closed these doors while raising her arms holding the bird-shaped gold jewelry.
The orange-red dusk light shone dimly, giving the dark coffin a sense of decay and demise.
The formation and opening of the door slowed down, and both sides entered a tug-of-war.
At this moment, the main peak of the Hornatches Mountains collapsed with a bang.
It's like the end of the world is coming early.
At the same time, black python-like tentacles extended from somewhere in the astral realm.
There is an eye on the top of these tentacles, either closed or opened. Everything they see will instantly turn into gray stones, while things directly touched by the tentacles will twist, stretch out their limbs and heads, and become women of big or small, who are very good-looking.
As the gray and white spread rapidly, these tentacles rushed to the ancient and dilapidated palaces, to Klein, who was about to accommodate the uniqueness of the Fool.
The original witch, Chik!
There are three such patches, which seal different illusory kingdoms respectively.
Some of those countries were covered with bright flowers, the sky was always bright, and some seemed to be composed of books, spread out or closed. Different figures shuttled through them, enjoying reading, and some were an endless sea covered with storms, lightning and thunder.
The next second, there were drastic changes in these three different countries at the same time.
Where the sky has always been bright, all the flowers shine, as if they have turned into one miniature, blazing sun after another.
These countless small suns intertwined and all joined the extremely dazzling golden sun that was rising rapidly in the depths of the country, allowing it to emit a scorching light that could illuminate the entire galaxy of the world.
However, no matter how much energy this close to the real sun emits or how many ultra-high temperature flames it creates, it cannot break through the thick prism-like patch of light.
It destroys one layer, and the other party will regenerate a new layer, and the speed is no slower than it.
In another part of the astral world, the surface of the wonderful country composed of various books. On the same patch of light, a little bit of brass-colored light swam quickly, outlining one mysterious symbol after another, as if looking for key points or effective methods that can destroy the barrier with one blow.
During this process, the glimmer forms an illusory pair of eyes that directly see the weak and create the weak.
And inside the patch of light, there is also a similar glimmer of light wandering, reconstructing itself over and over again and changing the key points of the structure.
This makes both sides seem to be competing for computing power, and there is no way to decide the winner for a while.
A little light suddenly lit up in the depths of the vast sea covered by lightning, strong winds and heavy rains.
It carries some matter and approaches the limit of speed, thus creating violent waves that can destroy the planet.
Such waves and the light rayed continuously against the thick prism-like patches of light, causing it to drop countless brilliances.
At some point, an illusory ocean that seemed to contain all colors and all possible possibilities rippled in the patch of light. This seemed to bring about the solidification of the surrounding environment, making the light spot carrying the storm slower much more difficult to curb. Then, the light spot accelerated, slowed down, and slowed down again, repeating all the time, refusing to give up.
Taking the Chaos Sea as the source, with himself and the real Creator as the pillar, Adam, who imagined three uniquenesses and included them in this system, seemed to have surpassed the limitations of the sequence and became half the old days. He forced himself to suppress the Eternal Dark Sun, the Lord of Storm and the God of Knowledge and Wisdom with his own strength, trapping these three true gods of the sequence 0 in their respective gods!
At this moment, He seemed to have returned to his peak state and turned back to the ancient sun god who fought one ancient god after another.
He takes the two paths of dreamer and the Hanged Man as the foundation for rebirth. In addition to their own special resurrection, it is also because this is what He has studied and has the most probability of becoming God's choice:
Becoming the true god with one of the two ways: Imaginator and Hanged Man, after initially mastering the Chaos Sea, it reclaims the remaining uniqueness and extraordinary characteristics of Sequence 1 in turn, which is the relatively easiest and least risky path to be promoted to the Lord of the Star Realm.
And here, there is a little more special thing about Fantasy than Hanging Man.
When the fantasy initially controls the Chaos Sea and to some extent accommodates the second uniqueness and the extraordinary characteristics of the corresponding sequence, he can rely on fantasy to show residual, false symbols and authority, allowing himself to obtain a level beyond the sequence in a short time and have half of his old strength.
However, at the end of the Third Age, the ancient sun god's plan was: after being assassinated, he would immediately resurrect the uniqueness of the Hangman in the Giant's Court, first reclaim the uniqueness of the Hangman and the extraordinary characteristics of the three Sequence 1, and become the true god of the Sequence 0 again, and then use the first blasphemy slab placed next to him to initially control the Chaos Sea.
With this foundation, Adam, the Ugly Angel, awakens, returns to the main body, and forms support.
When such a system was established, the ancient Sun God would use the grazing ability of the Hanged Man and the means of the fantasy to separate the virtual personality of the virtual personality, to control the uniqueness of the three paths of the Sun, the Reader, and the Sailor, and each of them to make himself infinitely close to the old days in terms of personality and strength, and to maintain a minimum stability.
He does not directly tolerate the Chaos Sea, and accommodates the uniqueness and sequence of the other three paths. He does not want to advance to the old days and become a pillar in that era, which will inevitably lead to God's revival and His self loss.
What He intends to control the situation and materials, and wait until the end of the world is approaching, and then complete the last few steps, becoming a pillar of self-awareness in one fell swoop.
At that time, He was not prepared to use fantasy as the cornerstone because He did not get the pen of Aleshud and lacked a masterpiece. He waited until the angel kings betrayed and failed in the plan. After Adam was resurrected, he decided to take the best path by the opportunity brought by this disaster.
At this moment, Adam, who turned into a huge light and shadow, stood on the surface of the chaotic black water, making the star world reflected in his eyes, making it difficult for the three true gods to break through the limitations.
Around Him, one after another, light dragged the tail of the flames and kept falling from high places, illuminating the entire land of God's abandonment, leaving the North and South continents in midday at the same time.
In the remaining bell tower of Byyam, Amon, who was sitting on the railing, pushed down the crystal-ground monocle glasses, supported his hands, jumped up suddenly, and entered the astral realm directly.
During this process, there was an old mottled stone slab in His left hand.
The first piece of blasphemy!
Amon once used it to block the gap brought by Mr. Door's return ceremony and prevented the invasion of the Fallen Mother Goddess.
When the return ceremony ended, the door of flesh and blood collapsed completely, and there was no channel to maintain it. He took back this blasphemy slab.
At this time, Amon threw it casually, causing the ancient mottled stone slab to fall from the star realm and fall somewhere in the foggy sea.
It was a mountain that penetrated the boundless black fog.
Its bottom has no end, and around it, it seems that there is a continent.
After the first blasphemy slab fell, it was accurately inserted at the top of the mountain, transforming into an illusory sea containing all colors.
At the same time, Amon entered the astral realm, saw the main peak of the Hornaches Mountains that was grafted here, and saw the ancient and dilapidated palace on the top of the peak.
His body, wearing a pointed hat and classical black robe, grew rapidly and instantly became a mountain scale.
His mouth opened, as if to swallow the magnificent but broken palace of Antigonus into his mouth.
Suddenly, He saw a vague figure.
The figure was wearing a layered but not complicated black dress, dotted with countless stars.
He was as huge as Amon now, with a pair of arms covering dark black and short hair growing between his ribs and waist, but had a beautiful and gentle face covered with a thin black veil.
His eyes seemed to condense the night sky with stars, which made people feel peaceful and uncontrollably fear.
Two of His hands were holding a long giant scythe, the other was holding a bird-shaped gold jewelry, and the rest was empty, as if holding an invisible thing.
Goddess of the Night!
The next second, Amon, wearing monocles in his right eye, was quickly wiped off like a sketch by an eraser.
The goddess of night raised her two empty arms and held up a nearly invisible mist.
The surface of this fog was opened one by one by one at a time at different positions, but it was blocked instantly, making no loopholes.
The goddess of night floated at the top of the main peak of the Hornaches Mountains within the astral realm, and focused on the foggy world in her hand, preventing Amon's true body from escape.
As the doors appeared more and more and more and more, the goddess could no longer deal with it by herself, so she could only raise her other two arms and raise her long giant sickle.
The dark giant sickle quickly became empty, as if it had turned into a non-solid coffin made of thick black fog.
The nearly invisible world of misty was stuffed into the coffin, and all the movements and stillness stopped instantly, as if they had died at the same time.
But this silence lasted only for one second, and the thick black fog surface that formed the coffin, and another door was formed and opened.
The goddess of night closed these doors while raising her arms holding the bird-shaped gold jewelry.
The orange-red dusk light shone dimly, giving the dark coffin a sense of decay and demise.
The formation and opening of the door slowed down, and both sides entered a tug-of-war.
At this moment, the main peak of the Hornatches Mountains collapsed with a bang.
It's like the end of the world is coming early.
At the same time, black python-like tentacles extended from somewhere in the astral realm.
There is an eye on the top of these tentacles, either closed or opened. Everything they see will instantly turn into gray stones, while things directly touched by the tentacles will twist, stretch out their limbs and heads, and become women of big or small, who are very good-looking.
As the gray and white spread rapidly, these tentacles rushed to the ancient and dilapidated palaces, to Klein, who was about to accommodate the uniqueness of the Fool.
The original witch, Chik!
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