Chapter 706 Luck and Wisdom Coexist
Renekton turned into a torrent of information and quickly traveled through the city, taking in everything that happened around him.
This place was very different from the last time he came. The armies of Feysac and Feynaport had already approached the metropolis, attacking the last line of defense set up by the Loen military and the church outside the city.
In the Queens District, in the palace of the Augustus family of the Loen royal family, waves of illusory torrents of complex information poured in from all directions.
The moment it entered the palace, the information torrent collapsed uncontrollably and reorganized into Renekton's body. The rules here were distorted and chaotic, and they were different from the outside world, so that Renekton could not maintain the form of an information creature.
In a basement with gorgeous decorations that looked like a palace hall, William Augustus I, wearing a dark red cloak, sat on a high-backed chair at the highest point against the wall, his expression as focused as a sculpture.
His temperament was quite twisted and crazy. His eyes were one blue and the other dark red. His expression was forbearing, as if he was trying to suppress the madness that kept gushing out from his heart.
In the silent hall, bright starlight surged, coming out from the ceiling, the walls on all sides, and the tightly closed door.
Surged quickly, the starlight reunited inside, revealing the figure of Renekton.
This ability is a prerequisite for the ability of informatization. The two are similar, but not exactly the same in essence. After losing the ability of informatization, this ability to turn oneself into starlight is still retained.
The moment he appeared, the air around him became sticky for no reason, as if it had turned into layers of barriers, trying to bind him in place and restrict his movements.
At the same time, the heavy and majestic voice of William Augustus I sounded:
"The mystery here is weakened, and the reality is enhanced."
"Information exchange is prohibited here."
"Prohibited here."
William Augustus I's voice suddenly stuck, and the air around him seemed to solidify, and no sound could be transmitted.
Interrupting William Augustus I's decree, Renekton stretched out his right hand and grasped the air.
The originally magnificent and exquisite palace hall suddenly cracked, as if it was a dangerous building that had been in disrepair for a long time and would collapse at any time.
Under the circumstances of weakening mystery and strengthening reality, the ability of the "perfecter" path was strengthened to a certain extent. Although it became difficult to change the laws of physics, the effect achieved was greatly strengthened.
William Augustus I suddenly stood up from the high-backed chair and stretched out his hand to pull out a silver-white straight sword mixed with a hint of dark red from the void in front of him. It looked abnormally distorted and chaotic.
The moment this straight sword appeared, the physical laws changed by Renekton in the hall instantly became chaotic.
This chaos was not completely random, but changed to a certain extent according to the will of William Augustus I.
The surrounding air seemed to have turned into a flowing transparent liquid that was extremely viscous, which firmly imprisoned Renekton in place and made it difficult for him to move.
At the same time, William Augustus I was faintly filled with chaotic and distorted silver-white and black liquids overflowing from his body. His entire body seemed to melt into a pool of liquid and merge into the underlying rules of the world.
In this state, it was difficult for Renekton to use his own status and characteristics to modify the physical laws around him.
"Divinity is prohibited here!"
Another command echoed around. Whether it was Renekton or William Augustus I himself, the aura on their bodies was constantly decreasing, and the special and abilities brought by divinity temporarily lost their effects.
William Augustus I seemed to have accomplished a feat, and he said loudly with excitement:
"This is Loen, Backlund, the base camp that the Augustus family has operated for hundreds and thousands of years. Even the incarnations of the gods cannot threaten me here."
Boom! Boom!
The violent and illusory thunder suddenly exploded in Renekton's ears, as if the thunderstorm was right above his head. The light around him became much brighter, and it was noon, exposed to the sun.
Renekton subconsciously raised his head, and a silvery light flashed in his eyes, which instantly became extremely deep, like the sea surface before a storm.
The next second, his figure disappeared directly from the spot, and the historical projection summoned by Fors reached the upper limit of its maintenance time.
"Another historical projection of the 'Ancient Scholar'!"
William Augustus I's expression suddenly became very ugly, and a dark and silvery liquid kept flowing down his clothes.
On the violent sea, the sun suddenly became blazing, dispelling the fog, dark clouds and storms that had covered the sea for a long time. The weather became unusually clear, and the time seemed to be fixed at noon.
Boom!
A thunder exploded out of nowhere, and the weather on the Sonia Sea became overcast, and silvery electric snakes ran around in the layers of thick clouds, as if they would strike at any time. On the southern continent, the light became dim, as if covered with a dark and deep curtain, rippling layer by layer, like a deep and dark sea, and the illusory sound of the waves echoed in everyone's ears.
Above the dark sea reflected from the spiritual world, one star after another emerged, densely packed, dazzling, making time seem to have come to night.
The bright and twinkling starlight intertwined together, like a plate of loose sand, being pushed and shaken by two invisible big hands.
Above Backlund, the sky changed rapidly, and soon, an orange-red dusk was reflected. The light of the setting sun sprinkled on everyone, some people were excited, some were heavy, and some began to pray in a low voice.
Silently, a deep and quiet night fell with dots of stars, and it and the orange-red dusk each occupied half of the sky, opposing each other.
On the ground, the insects that had disappeared due to the war became active again, rushing out from the ground and making loud and joyful chirps.
The trees destroyed by the artillery fire also sprouted new buds. On the ground, in the cracks of the walls, and in the cracks of the stone slabs on the streets, green plants grew out one by one.
Even those who were injured in the war began to heal their wounds and their injuries began to improve. At this moment, all living beings felt the joy of the growth of all things and the advent of new life.
In the square outside the Church of Saint Samuel, where people usually come and go, there are only occasional clergy.
Leonard stood at the edge of the square, looking at the night and dusk that suddenly appeared above his head, his expression became solemn.
Due to the tight battle line ahead, the Red Gloves team he led became the only fighting force of the Church of the Night left in the city. They were responsible for guarding against possible sneak attacks and stabilizing the increasingly anxious believers in the city.
He was not afraid to go deep into the battlefield and fight the enemy head-on, but the huge pressure of maintaining order in the city and appeasing the goddess's followers made it difficult for him to breathe.
After two seconds of silence, he suddenly turned his head and whispered to himself: "Old man, nothing will happen, right?"
Pales snorted and said in a very relaxed tone:
"It's just the normal development of this war, or in other words, now is the key to this war."
"What do you mean? Feysac's 'God of War' and the goddess personally took action?" Leonard swallowed his saliva and asked with some difficulty.
"To be precise, it should be the 'God of War' that has entered the dark kingdom of 'Night'."
"You should be careful in the next period of time. In the period before the end of the God War, the battles in reality will be more intense. The demigods and angels who were relatively restrained will now truly devote their full strength to the battlefield."
"Now the star realm is in chaos. All the good and evil gods are fighting each other. I also need to pay attention to the situation and prepare for the future."
As the words fell, Pales fell silent again. No matter how Leonard shouted, he did not respond.
The illusory and abstract star realm is an illusory kingdom composed of countless books.
One after another, the illusory torrents composed of complex information poured in from the gaps formed by the piles of books, quickly converging and reorganizing the figure of Renekton.
In front of him, an old man wearing a hood, revealing his mouth, wrinkles and white beard, stood calmly among the many books.
He held an open book in his left hand, flipping through it one by one, reading very immersedly.
Renekton bowed slightly to the old man in front of him and said, "This should be our first formal meeting."
After a slight pause, he continued:
"I'll need you to take care of the God-Forsaken Land. Now only Amon is free to go there and take away the first blasphemous slate. After I deal with the 'steam', I will go over to help you."
The old man who was flipping through the book kept moving and said without raising his head:
"This is the best case scenario, but based on my understanding of that person, He will definitely make some preparations in advance."
"Even if His own will is not completely unified at present, He will definitely be united on key issues such as the blasphemous slate."
"In the current situation, the only ones who can be won over by Him are Chick and Fabti. They are not in good condition, but they are enough to hold me back for a while until the war is over."
Renekton nodded and sighed, "At least, fate is on our side."
As he spoke, he took out a milky white dice from his pocket, the "Dice of Probability" evolved from the uniqueness of the "Fate" path.
He took the "Dice of Probability" and turned it twice, then casually threw it to the old man in front of him:
"It can't do much when it comes to the battle of the true gods, but if it is to interfere with Amon's 'theft' and 'fraud', it may play a significant role."
The milky white dice fell on the flipping book, and after turning twice, it stopped spontaneously, with the six points facing up!
Renekton chuckled: "Luck and wisdom coexist!" Chapter 707 begins After
finishing the communication with the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom", Renekton once again transformed into a torrent of information, ready to find the "Mother Goddess of the Earth" and retrieve the second characteristic of the "Knowledge Emperor" from her.
As if sensing his intention, bright and pure rays of sunlight emerged out of thin air, surrounding him and forming an impenetrable blockade.
Under the light that distorted even the space, one projection-like scroll after another slowly unfolded.
These scrolls were so thin that they seemed to have no thickness, but they gave people an extremely heavy feeling, as if the civilization of thousands or tens of thousands of years was so heavy, broad, vast and magnificent.
In the posture of a torrent of information, Renekton, who had just broken through the blockade from the Eternal Sun, was directly included in the unfolding scrolls of civilization.
In the painting of civilization with mottled light and shadow, Medici, who maintained the posture of a fire giant, held a long sword with purple-red flames, and greeted Renekton in a relaxed tone:
"Impolite little guy, we meet again. Last time you threw me into the depths of the violent sea without saying a word. Shouldn't you give me something in return this time?"
"I'm considering immersing you in the ruins of the sea of ruins in the ruins of the war of gods." Renekton nodded gently and replied.
While speaking, his figure continued to expand, and the surface skin and flesh cracked layer by layer, and eyes that flashed pure light and seemed to be able to see through everything grew out.
He seemed to have become a combination of countless information, the embodiment of information and knowledge, receiving and exchanging information all the time.
Under the intersection of countless complex and pure information, except for the eyes that grew out, the rest of his body turned into a mass of darkness, a mass of wriggling and twisted darkness.
In the form of a mythical creature, each of his eyes flashed with pure and clear light, condensing one complex and illusory symbol after another, pouring a large amount of complex and useless knowledge into Medici's mind.
The giant burning with purple-red flames lit up with a pale golden light, which flowed like water and gathered into a full-body armor, isolating the attack imposed by Renekton.
The next second, a large sword composed of orange-red dusk light penetrated the void and jumped directly from where Renekton was.
The black mass with countless eyes instantly became virtual, as if it did not exist at all, and easily dodged this sudden attack.
The orange-red sword then shattered, turning into pieces of light spots and debris, rapidly disturbing, and turning into an orange-red storm.
Medici waved the Sword of Dawn in his hand, making the rotating "Storm of Light" more violent, constantly sweeping around, covering everything around, and no matter how Renekton moved, he could not avoid it.
In the orange storm, waves of complex information surged like a torrent in an illusory manner, penetrating the raging "Storm of Light" and rushing directly towards Medici, but was blocked by the pale gold full-body armor on his body.
The armor, made of unknown materials, had a strong shielding effect on information, making it difficult for him to pass through this layer of protection and effectively strike.
Medici seemed to have foreseen this scene. His body swayed slightly, while maintaining the "Storm of Light", he laughed and said:
"The armor on my body comes from the world's most outstanding craftsman, the former 'God of Craftsmen', and now the 'God of Steam and Machinery'. Its function is very simple, but it happens to target you."
"Are you sure we still want to continue fighting? You will not have the slightest chance of winning this battle, regardless of strategy, strength or equipment."
While Medici was speaking, the information torrent circling in the air quickly gathered and reorganized the figure of Renekton.
He looked at the flame giant in front of him, who was wearing pale gold armor, and asked calmly, "You seem very confident?"
Medici's answer was to vigorously swing the straight sword in his hand. A large sword composed of orange-red dusk light penetrated the void, burst out from the body of Renekton, who had revealed his figure, and pierced his body from the inside.
Under the orange-red light, Renekton's figure quickly shattered, turning into dots of dim flames and dissipating.
Only an extinguished match was left, which shattered and disappeared in the orange-red "light storm".
"Heh, when did you become like that little crow, hiding and hiding." Medici glanced at the shattered match, kept a vigilant posture, and chuckled.
Renekton's figure appeared in the direction behind Medici: "Your taunting skills seem to have regressed."
While speaking, he pulled the void in front of him with his right hand, and dragged out of thin air the picture of the ancient sun god being eaten.
Under the pale golden full body armor, Medici froze for a moment, tightened his grip on the straight sword, and then slashed forward with the will to harvest and conquer.
Even though he couldn't see his face at this moment, Renekton knew that his face must be very ugly.
Medici's action failed, and the straight sword in his hand betrayed him and slashed in another direction.
This was not a weapon condensed by his extraordinary power, but a magical item from "steam".
He deliberately ignited a flame on it and disguised it as a weapon condensed by his extraordinary power, just to paralyze Renekton and make him careless. On the straight sword surrounded by flames, the orange-red light suddenly floated, and then exploded in the pale gold full body armor and in Medici's body.
At the same time, the pale gold full body armor suddenly shrank inward, as if to directly squeeze him into meat paste.
Snap! Snap!
A crisp sound came from Medici's body, and his full body armor cracked one after another, and orange-red light overflowed from it.
Renekton curled his lips, and condensed one complex and illusory symbol after another in his eyes, pouring a large amount of complicated and useless knowledge into Medici's mind.
Under the rebellion of the magical items on his body, Medici didn't have time to defend himself, and his body suddenly froze in place, unable to make any extra thoughts or movements.
Without stopping, Renekton continued to raise his hand and tugged at the void in front of him, took out an invisible object, and threw it on Medici.
Medici, whose body was burning with purple-red flames, instantly became ethereal, as if separated from reality and entered another dimension, unable to interfere with reality.
This is another application of "The Emperor's New Clothes" and hidden power, which can temporarily throw the target out of reality and become a bystander in another dimension.
Without Medici's obstruction, Renekton began to try to destroy the civilization scroll that closed himself.
His body expanded rapidly, becoming dark under the infection of countless complex and pure information, and growing eyes that flashed pure light.
In the blink of an eye, he became a human figure the size of a hill, wearing a black robe and constantly growing eyes.
The black mist quickly poured out and continued to spread, quickly filling the entire civilization scroll, frantically analyzing and destroying everything inside.
In the Giant King's Court to the west of the God-Forsaken Land, Klein used the key from "Lieutenant General Iceberg" to open the door here.
A turbulent, dark, sticky, illusory ocean surged out of the hall of the Giant King's Court, easily contaminating the secret doll that Klein dragged out from the historical pore, and tore off a shadow from him along the connection.
Klein's figure walked out of the historical pore. The loss of a false secret doll had no effect on him, but the loss of his shadow caused his mental state to decline seriously.
Around here, the people of Silver City who had been waiting here for a long time looked at Klein who suddenly appeared with surprise and vigilance, and their weapons were ready to go.
Derrick was stunned for a long time before he reacted. He recognized that the person in front of him was "World" Gehrman Sparrow. He stepped forward with some concern and asked:
"Mr. World Sparrow, are you okay?"
"Something's wrong." Klein looked up at Derrick, who was half a head taller than him, and his tone seemed extremely depressed.
Colin Iliad, the chief of the six-member council of Silver City, looked at Klein deeply, then looked in the direction of the main hall of the Giant King and said:
"I just felt a very terrifying breath. Just feeling a little bit of it made me tremble. I felt uncontrollable fear and wanted to escape."
Klein pulled the corner of his mouth, revealing an inexplicably frightening smile and said:
"I just relied on the key given by my lord to open the door of the Giant King's Court. This caused a change, which seemed to awaken the existence sleeping inside, and some breath leaked out."
"Fortunately, our luck is pretty good. The danger that broke out in the palace did not spread too far, and we were not affected and became part of those dangers."
"I think I don't need to explain the degree of danger here. How about it, do you still dare to explore now?"
"Every exploration of the Silver City exploration team is based on the belief that they might die." Colin Iliad said in a hoarse voice.
Krahn smiled, and the transparent worms on his face were showing off, crawling faster:
"Good awareness."
"Let's go, time waits for no one. After solving the problem here, I still have to continue playing cat and mouse with Amon."
"People below the demigod level don't need to participate. You can't play any role except adding a few corpses."
After the voice fell, Krahn turned and walked straight to the main hall of the Giant King's Court.
In the ocean evolved from the ruins of the war of gods, an illusory kingdom composed of countless books was projected from the astral world, breaking the balance between day and night here.
Books were quickly stacked and combined to form an illusory tower, which stretched up layer by layer and extended into the sky, as if to enclose the whole world inside itself.
There is a brass eye on each book. The higher it goes, the darker it is, and the more it is filled with the atmosphere of madness, destruction, ominousness, disaster, etc. Chapter 708 The Hermit
The deepest part of the Sea of Ruins, near the entrance to the Forsaken Land of God.
With the appearance of the illusory tower, little by little brass-colored glimmers began to emerge above the sea. They moved quickly, outlining one symbol after another in the air, one eye after another, constantly analyzing and reconstructing the seal that existed here.
This was the seal left by the seven gods together. As a former participant, the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom" had a deep enough understanding of this place.
Under His control, those brass-colored glimmers turned into layers of invisible barriers, strengthening and changing the seals here.
At a certain moment, the sea water below suddenly became dark and unreal, as if many "channels" intersected below, forming a complex and mysterious "spider web", interweaving a deep and strange mirror world that was different from reality.
Then, one after another, python-like black tentacles stretched out from the mirror world, slapping the surroundings vigorously, attacking the invisible barrier and the illusory tower standing on the sea and reaching into the sky.
Each of these tentacles has an eye on its tip, which is either closed or open. Everything they see will instantly turn into gray stone.
The reefs, sea surface, illusory books, etc. that are directly touched by the tentacles all twisted, stretched out their limbs and heads, and turned into large or small, very good-looking women.
Gradually, a black mist rose from the sea. The mist was very sticky, as if it was about to liquefy into sticky black water droplets.
The mist carried the meaning of depravity, curse, filth, and corrosion, with a strange color, as if it could evoke and magnify the darkest emotions and desires in people's hearts.
In the mist, there were constant hoarse and overlapping whispers, and every word in it could cause the Beyonder who heard it to suffer severe damage, or directly lose control, or become mentally confused, or cursed.
In this sea of ruins, all creatures with self-awareness inevitably fell into a psychedelic state, their emotions and desires expanded rapidly, and then their minds were detonated, destroying their reason, and they lost control and became monsters. Those who were already monsters became even more crazy and evil.
On the illusory tower, every book and every eye that made up the tower began to shake, and a brassy glimmer continued to flow out of it.
These glimmers moved quickly, forming pairs of illusory eyes, carefully watching every tentacle extending from the sea surface, looking at every wisp of fog floating on the sea surface, looking for and creating reasonable weak points.
Amid the rustling sound of books flipping, the surrounding light suddenly brightened, the temperature rose, and it turned into a golden day.
In this case, the light with the majestic breath of the sun condensed into drops of liquid that fell from the sky, and a rain of "holy water of the sun" fell in this sea area.
Under the golden rain, the surging black mist became lighter and thinner, as if it would disappear at any time. The black tentacles with eyes on the top kept twisting and shaking, like snakes shedding their skin, shedding layer after layer of dry and transparent skin.
Boom!
A silvery white electric light lit up, and then more and more dense lightning slipped from the turning pages, with a furious and destructive breath, striking in the black mist and on those twisted and molting tentacles.
These lightning bolts that hit the weak points were difficult to guard against and difficult to resist.
Under the continuous attacks, the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom" who had not really appeared from the astral world directly suppressed the joint offensive of the "Original Witch" and the "Dark Side of the Universe".
In the astral world, in the mottled picture filled with black fog, waves of illusory torrents composed of complex information poured in without distinction, and fiercely confronted each other.
The terrifyingly complex information torrent formed a substantial and indescribable storm, causing the scroll that carried thousands and tens of thousands of years of civilization to tremble uncontrollably, as if it would collapse at any time.
Then, a series of dim, unclear, colorless, and hazy glimmers that seemed to be composed of a large number of illusory things emerged out of thin air.
These lights seemed to be some kind of embodiment of the rules of reality, quickly decomposing the black fog created by Renekton using his "mysterious" authority, revising the rules here, making the spread and interaction of information slow and difficult.
Under the black robe figure like a hill, Renekton's body reappeared, solidified into substantial flesh and blood, rather than an illusory information posture.
Looking at the light that was constantly eroding his "mysterious" authority, his eyes instantly became extremely deep, as if a sea surface was brewing a terrifying storm.
The aura on his body became deep and deep, like the boundless starry sky, and the information torrent incarnated by the "Hidden Sage" seemed to be attracted by an invisible force and began to continuously flow into his body. The auras of the two gradually unified and continued to rise.
Almost at the same time, Medici, who maintained the posture of a giant flame, suddenly burned violently, bringing a burst of purple-red fire rain, gushing in all directions, with the will of conquest and disaster.
One after another, stars emerged, densely packed, scattering one after another, melting and disintegrating the fire rain that brought disaster.
The next second, the brilliance of civilization bloomed out of thin air around, interweaving a magnificent figure, the figure of the "God of Steam and Machinery". Silently, the shining stars around him became faint, and even the colors evaporated quickly, and it was no longer possible to stop the rain of fire that fell like a meteor.
The purple-red flames easily penetrated Renekton's body and submerged in the picture of civilization below, without causing any harm.
Renekton's figure was shattered in the flames and turned into a pile of bubbles.
Under the light of the fire, these bubbles reflected red, white or purple-red colors, which disappeared in a flash.
Then, his figure emerged in another picture, and the black mist gathered around him into strands of cloth, from which one cold and indifferent eye after another emerged.
The glory of civilization followed closely and descended here, revealing the figure of the "God of Steam and Machinery", and eroding the authority of "mystery" with the power of "reality".
"If you force yourself to bear and contain the madness that the Hidden Sage has accumulated for thousands of years, the humanity you possess will inevitably be strongly impacted, or even completely destroyed."
The voice of the God of Steam echoed in Renekton's ears. The specific gender could not be heard, but people could easily feel the majesty and vastness of Him.
Renekton did not answer, and continued to contain and digest the information belonging to the "Hidden Sage".
In the absence of resistance from the "Hidden Sage", their fusion went smoothly, except that the tendency of mental splitting became more serious. Unexpectedly
, the "God of Steam and Machinery" did not prevent Renekton and the "Hidden Sage" from merging, but used this time to project his kingdom of God over, blocking the outside world while building a battlefield that was beneficial to him.
White steam began to rise around, and the mottled light and shadow in the picture of civilization kept flashing, turning into gears, chains, and levers that meshed and connected with each other, together building one exquisite machine after another, forming a magnificent and gorgeous palace.
Amid the rumbling sound, one after another, mechanical armors as tall as hills emerged from the ground, walls, and every corner of the civilization scroll.
They have different forms, including giants, dragons, demon wolves, creatures from stories, angels with layers of mechanical wings, and demons with metal horns on their heads. The aura of each of them has reached the level of angels.
Their eyes are vivid and agile, and it can be clearly seen that they are alive, mechanical creatures with souls and selves.
"With the accumulation of thousands and tens of thousands of years of history, civilization has become more and more profound, and the power I can use has become more and more powerful."
"Steam"'s words seemed to be making some kind of judgment. As His voice fell, the aura of those mechanical creatures that emerged from the scroll of civilization rose again, and at the same time attacked Renekton.
Silver-white lightning, violent and sharp wind blades, blazing white sacred flames, frost, darkness, curses... Countless forces are surging, covering all the fields contained in the twenty-two paths.
From the wisps of black mist, the eyes that grew out of Renekton's body flashed pure light, and in their eyes, complex and illusory symbols were outlined one after another.
Silently, all the attacks disappeared, and then the mechanical creatures that emerged from the picture of civilization also disappeared, leaving only the vast and pure knowledge surging and settling.
Renekton, who had initially mastered the uniqueness of the "Hermit", used the authority of "knowledge" to restore all the attacks and the mechanical creatures that were summoned into the purest knowledge and information.
"After thousands and tens of thousands of years of accumulation, knowledge and history are equally extensive."
Renekton whispered to himself, absorbing all the floating knowledge around him, and then released more black mist, trying to submerge the entire projection of the Kingdom of God.
Under the black robe covered with mysterious patterns, Renekton's body, which looked like a dark mummy with eyes, seemed to collapse spontaneously as if it could not withstand the pressure, and turned into surging darkness and eyes.
Below the hood, the head was shining with starlight, outlining a pair of eyes, a pair of cold and indifferent eyes with countless bright stars, eyes evolved from uniqueness!
In the projection of the Kingdom of "Steam", white steam and black mist blended with each other, but were clearly separated.
Eyes, books, gears and machines floated between the mist and steam, caught in a wonderful balance. In a short period of time, no one could overwhelm the other.
During the stalemate, Renekton suddenly laughed:
"At our level, the competition is no longer about various powerful or strange extraordinary abilities, but about the amount of knowledge mastered, the strength of computing power, and one's own authority and status."
"If there is no external force to break the deadlock, we can persist like this for a hundred years, two hundred years, or even longer." Chapter 709: White-Hot
Battle Renekton's words did not receive a response from the "God of Steam and Machinery", but he did not care and continued as if talking to himself:
"For you, the best case scenario should be that I am held back by William Augustus I, and you take the opportunity to unite the evil spirits of 'Eternal Sun' and 'Red Angel' to quickly defeat or even kill the 'Hidden Sage'."
"Unfortunately, my past was just a historical projection, and 'Eternal Sun' and 'Lord of Storms' were found by the 'True Creator' at the first opportunity, and had no chance to help you."
"But the current situation is not bad for you, is this your alternative plan?"
"Under the closure of the Kingdom of God, I cannot draw strength from my main body to effectively suppress you. The rest of the righteous and evil gods are either in a melee or have not yet been resurrected, and it is difficult for them to interfere in our fight. As long as you have enough preparation, you can always suppress me little by little."
"However, have you ever thought about this question? When all high-ranking beings are restrained and unable to take action, it is the best opportunity for those beings in the starry sky to erode the barrier and pollute and affect this world?"
Renekton's voice was not pure, but more like a series of complex and twisted, polluted whispers, echoing in the black mist and the rising steam in the form of information flow, trying to interfere with the other party, or even pollute the other party.
In the reality of extremely complex weather, the daytime was suddenly replaced by a bright starry sky, and one star after another was twinkling, as if a circle of ripples was spreading above the sky.
On the invisible barrier outside the earth, one after another, distorted and hideous transparent faces emerged, clinging to the barrier, squeezing down hard, trying to expand the existing cracks.
As time passed, gradually invisible forces crossed the obstacles of the Seven Gods' Kingdom, penetrated through the gaps, and turned into points of scarlet, silver, and dark light, disappearing into the invisible.
In reality, the great changes in the starry sky were blocked by the deep night, orange dusk, golden sunshine and storms with layers of dark clouds in the sky, and were not seen by many people.
Those who noticed this scene and understood its meaning either did not want to stop it or were unable to stop it.
In a basement somewhere in Backlund, a baby who was lucky enough to escape the impact of the war with his family and who was lucky enough to have stored a lot of food and ice cream in the basement in advance tightened the silver silk on his body.
"This world is so difficult. Is there anyone to take care of it? Those guys are getting more and more crazy. Even the one who is in the name of reason and wisdom has become a mob."
"If this goes on, not only will Backlund be unsuitable for babies to live, but even this world will be too dangerous and bad for a baby."
After muttering a few words, Will Auceptin pulled the silk and buried himself in it like a quail.
As Feysac and Feynaport's offensive became more and more fierce, Leonard and the Red Gloves team he led also joined Backlund's defense line.
Just after relying on Pales' help to resist a wave of enemy attacks, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Leonard suddenly heard Pales' voice in his ears:
"If this war doesn't end quickly, it will really get chaotic. I hope those high gods have not lost their minds."
Leonard was stunned for a moment, and hesitated for two seconds without reacting. Then he tilted his head slightly and asked in a low voice:
"What do you mean?"
"Some things are not for you to understand. You just need to know that if this chaotic war between the gods doesn't end quickly, the world will become more and more chaotic and dangerous."
"It should be said that it is incredible that the war has developed to this point. There may be deeper reasons behind it."
Pales' voice fell quickly and fell silent again.
Leonard shouted several times but got no response from the old man. Feysac's army attacked again, so he had to continue to fight.
At the other end of the star realm, several figures emerged in an illusory country shrouded in darkness and dusk at the same time.
This is the dark kingdom of the "Goddess of Night". Her figure has become extremely tall, like a towering mountain, with six arms growing out of her side, like a humanoid demon wolf.
She drags a dark and heavy scythe in both hands, holds a crimson "moon" in both hands, holds a bird-shaped gold ornament in one hand, and the other hand is empty, standing calmly in the sea of flowers composed of moon flowers and night herb.
At this moment, two uninvited guests broke in here and confronted her silently.
In the orange-red dusk, a huge figure like a mountain stood out. Her limbs were long and somewhat deformed, and she wore a silver full-body armor full of a sense of shabby. Only a ball of orange-red light appeared at the position of her pupils.
She dragged an exaggerated long sword in her right hand and walked slowly forward, plowing a deep, difficult-to-heal gully on the ground full of moon flowers, night herb and other plants.
As she walked, the light of dusk further eroded the night here.
On the other side of Him, the blooming moonflowers and night-blooming herbs suddenly grew larger and larger, growing wildly. In the blink of an eye, they turned into a dense primitive jungle, with dense trees covering the "sky".
In the jungle, a figure with dark green vines entwined around it and decorated with various herbs and flowers stood out.
His figure was also as huge as a mountain, with a plump figure, a fluttering green dress, and holding an illusory baby. The "Earth Mother Goddess", who descended into the Dark Heaven along with the "God of War", looked sideways at the giant who seemed to have merged with the dusk, then withdrew her gaze without any emotion, and approached the "Goddess of Night" who had transformed into a humanoid demon wolf and dragged a pitch-black giant sickle.
The dusk giant, who had descended with the dusk, did not hesitate at all, holding the exaggerated long sword in both hands, and slashed forward fiercely, colliding with the heavy pitch-black giant sickle and solidifying in mid-air.
A dark brown wooden stick pierced from his back, pierced into his heart, penetrated his chest, and madly absorbed his vitality, as if to drag him back to the earth and back to nature.
Even a true god of Sequence 0 could not bear this level of life absorption, and the body of the "God of War" began to collapse from the inside out.
The "Goddess of Night", who had already mastered the uniqueness of the "God of Death", gave him the final blow, inserting the bird-shaped golden ornament into his head through the gap in the silver helmet, granting him true death!
The body of the Dusk Giant could not bear such a blow, and it disintegrated into clusters of orange-red dusk light. A part
of it broke away from the deep dark heaven of the "Goddess of Night" and fell into various places in reality. The rest was intercepted by the "Goddess of Night" and the "Mother Goddess of the Earth" and became their spoils of war.
As the dusk faded rapidly, the "Goddess of Night" threw a crimson "moon" held in her two hands to the "Mother Goddess of the Earth".
The latter took the "red moon", looked sideways at the illusory starry sky above her head, and stretched out her right hand holding the "red moon".
A silver-white moon suddenly appeared in the starry sky, which reduced the spirituality and weakened the connection, thereby weakening the penetration and pollution of the barrier by the outer gods.
The "Goddess of Night" turned her eyes to reality, to the palace of Backlund.
Silently, this magnificent palace that had stood in Backlund for hundreds and thousands of years disappeared, leaving only a huge sunken pit on the ground.
A dark red stream of light seemed to have lost its restraints, and it soared into the sky, and flew into the illusory star world along with the deep night that swallowed up the dusk.
With the return of the last "Prince of Order Killing" characteristic, Roselle was completely and truly resurrected!
The shadow covering most of the star world suddenly shrank back, condensing into a vague figure, gradually becoming real from illusory, and clear from blurry.
In less than ten seconds, Roselle appeared completely and truly in the star world.
He was wearing a dark red coat with rusty gold thread, and a gorgeous crown inlaid with red gems on his head.
He had long curly chestnut hair, blue eyes, a high nose bridge, thin lips, and two beautifully groomed mustaches.
"Congratulations, at this moment, your emperor is back!"
Roselle amplified his voice and transmitted it to the ears of every living being on the earth.
After the middle school second, he set his sights on the kingdom of God projected by the "God of Steam and Machinery" using the civilization scroll.
"In the end, it's up to me to save the world."
As he spoke, he took a step forward, and in an instant, he crossed an unknown distance and appeared directly outside the battlefield between Renekton and the "God of Steam and Machinery".
He raised his hand and gently grasped forward, and the already illusory projection of the Kingdom of God instantly became transparent, as if it had become some kind of illusion, isolated in another world, and difficult to affect reality.
As the projection of the Kingdom of God was hidden, countless black mists and white steam instantly permeated from the picture of civilization, constantly infiltrating and spreading outward.
In the most central position, the figures of Renekton and the "God of Steam and Machinery" became increasingly blurred, as if after overdrawing a large amount of computing power and information, they even had difficulty maintaining themselves.
"My allies have come, and your allies seem to be unable to come."
Renekton passed his words to "Steam" in the form of an information stream, forming a series of extremely polluting ravings.
As he tried to pollute the "steam", groups of blackness spread out from around Roselle, constantly distorting and confusing the underlying rules of the world, and establishing a new order.
Under the order established by Roselle, the rules of reality were weakened, while the power of the mysterious side was amplified and strengthened.
The black mist derived from the "mysterious" authority instantly boiled up, covering the rising white steam. Chapter 710: The Hermit
After relying on Roselle's help to temporarily suppress the "God of Steam and Machinery", Renekton reached out and took out a wooden staff that looked like a dry branch from the void in front of him.
The top of the staff was inlaid with a spherical crystal with a dark black base and a circle of gray-white stars. The wooden staff was engraved with many mysterious symbols and logos representing the fields of change and history.
This was a magical item he made using the spirit insects from Zaratul and some of the aura of "Source Castle" borrowed from Klein. It can create a large-scale "miracle".
Holding the wooden staff, Renekton whispered a passage of ancient Hermetic language:
"I make a wish"
A pale and transparent flame burst out, and the wooden staff turned into ashes and disappeared. An indescribable torrent gushed out of thin air, quickly sweeping around and condensing into an illusory wilderness!
The wilderness was mottled with light and shadow, as if carrying countless mysteries and knowledge, civilization and history.
There are various figures walking in the "wilderness", some of them are humans, some are giants, or dragons, elves, and even unknown strange creatures.
All the strange things that Renekton and "steam" created with their respective powers disappeared, leaving only a pure "wilderness".
Roselle's figure quickly retreated to avoid being included in this "wilderness".
The bright and dazzling sunlight suddenly appeared, with the power to purify everything, and even the space was distorted under this golden light.
"It came so fast?" Roselle frowned.
The next moment, He made the underlying rules of the world distorted and chaotic, making the golden sunlight seem to be in another world with completely different underlying rules, and it was difficult to interfere with the surroundings.
This interference did not last too long. Soon, a sun that was close to the real one appeared around and quickly approached here.
This "sun" emits a scorching light that can illuminate the entire world and even the entire galaxy. The blazing golden sunlight makes it impossible for others to open their eyes and turn their extra thoughts.
The distortion created by Roselle was soon broken, and the "sun" above his head swayed golden energy piece by piece, creating super-high temperature flames, like a golden waterfall falling from the sky.
Roselle's skin continued to crack, and countless shadows emerged from under his skin, causing the surrounding order to change rapidly, forming an invisible barrier with reality.
A crimson "moon" rose rapidly in the star realm, and the crimson moonlight sprinkled, allowing all beings in the star realm to feel the joy of the growth of all things and the advent of new life, and their bodies became uncontrollable.
The golden sunlight and flames became restless, as if they were about to give birth to their own life and consciousness.
At the same time, a figure with dark green vines entwined and decorated with various herbs and flowers emerged in the crimson moonlight.
He was plump, with a fluttering emerald green dress, holding an illusory baby in his arms, bathing in the crimson moonlight, and casually throwing down an eye inlaid with many gems.
The "eye" fell into the "wilderness" below without any hindrance, and instantly shattered, turning into dots of light blue light and merging into the "wilderness".
In the wilderness summoned by Renekton using the "miracle", the figure of the "God of Steam and Machinery" became layered and dense, becoming part of the countless figures wandering here.
In the previous confrontation, they separated their own information and fought on the information level.
But as Renekton summoned the projection of the "wilderness of knowledge", the separated knowledge began to activate uncontrollably, gradually becoming part of the "wilderness" and difficult to be recovered.
This caused the current state of the "God of Steam and Machinery" to continue to decline. The spirit and will that He projected in countless knowledge and information deviated from Himself, and in turn imprisoned Him here, making it impossible for Him to make a move to escape.
Renekton originally planned to rely on his own status to suppress the other party, and directly and forcefully stripped the characteristics and authority he needed from the God of Steam.
But the items dropped by the "Mother Earth Goddess" supplemented the last "Knowledge Emperor" characteristic he needed. After integrating the "Hidden Sage", his godhood ceremony began directly in the projection of the "Wild Knowledge".
Renekton's body instantly became ethereal and disintegrated into a stream of pure and complex information. While the uniqueness and the three "Knowledge Emperor" characteristics merged with each other and produced qualitative changes, the information torrent continued to expand, as if to contain all the knowledge in the world.
In this state, he could no longer spare any extra energy to fight against the "God of Steam and Machinery". He simply included the part of the information that belonged to the other party, so that the other party and himself would face the oppression of the godhood ceremony together.
Having inherited the spirit and madness of the "Hidden Sage", adding some more spirit of the "God of Steam and Machinery" is just the difference between being a little more crazy and a little less crazy.
"Perhaps, when I had this idea and made this move, I was already crazy."
Gu Zi whispered, his spirit was constantly rising, undergoing a qualitative change, entering a strange realm, as if he had become knowledge itself, the embodiment and sum of all mysteries.
At the same time, his characteristics were also being completed bit by bit, gradually breaking away from the influence of the original "source quality" and becoming a new individual. Renekton stopped this trend in time, constantly repeating and emphasizing the part of information that belonged to his own identity, and constantly copying it to achieve the effect of self-suggestion and strengthen his cognition.
In the case that the main body of the Western Continent cannot interfere here, once his self-perception is wrong, he will really become a collection of many consciousnesses and cognitions, an abstract god understood by believers, rather than just himself.
"Hermit" is a manifestation of information, knowledge and mystery, a collection of information and abstract concepts, and his cognition of information will evolve into facts to a certain extent.
Above the Sonia Sea, because of the withdrawal of the "Eternal Blazing Sun", the "Lord of Storms" was quickly suppressed by the "True Creator".
The thick layers of dark clouds were covered with a layer of dark shadows, and twisted and hideous faces emerged from the shadows, as if the fear imprinted in the deepest part of the collective subconscious sea, with all kinds of extreme emotions, set off a terrifying mental storm around.
In the thick and heavy clouds, the silver-white lightning that kept moving seemed to solidify, giving birth to human nature, and emotions of fear and terror appeared, making it difficult to jump.
As the breath of tyranny and destruction continued to accumulate, the clouds above the sky almost turned bright white.
On the sea below, the wind was howling, and the waves were surging layer by layer, as if brewing a storm that could destroy the planet.
Silver-white lightning suddenly burst out, breaking through the blockade of the shadow, disappearing into the sky at a speed close to the limit, disappearing into the real world.
Boom! Boom!
The huge sonic boom slowly sounded after the silver-white lightning disappeared, constantly echoing around, mixed with the whimpering of the wind field, as if to tear the sky apart.
In the abstract and illusory star world, the silver-white lightning appeared at an unimaginable and elusive speed, and joined the battlefield between Roselle and the "Eternal Sun".
In the projected illusory "wilderness", the weather suddenly got out of control, and storms, lightning, and scorching sunlight appeared at the same time, as if to completely shatter this wilderness.
Roselle's figure became illusory and dark, as if covered by a shadow, and placed in another world with completely different underlying rules. Between the two contradictory rivers of fate, he swam forward like a shadow.
One by one, the dark shackles that materialized the shadows of order emerged out of thin air, interweaving into an airtight net, trying to prevent the destruction of the "wilderness" projection by the "Eternal Sun" and the "Lord of the Storm".
Snap! Snap!
As the number of attacks that passed Roselle's block increased, the sound of illusory things breaking echoed around.
The next second, the illusory "wilderness" with mottled light and shadow projected by the "miracle" shattered into pieces of light blue or silver-white crumbs.
Renekton, who was in the promotion ceremony, seemed to have been hit by something, and the rising aura on his body stagnated for a short time.
His own spiritual will was oppressed, and Renekton, who was left with only instinct, gave up the action of continuing to snatch the characteristics and authority of the "God of Steam and Machinery" under the psychological hints he had set for himself in advance, and stripped away the information belonging to the other party.
Countless "lights" composed of pure information emerged in the broken "wilderness", revealing a vast, broad, and heavy atmosphere.
"Lights" surged like a torrent, and the terrifyingly complex torrent of information began to converge, condensing into a pair of pure gemstones, containing countless bright stars, cold and indifferent, eyelash-less eyes.
Below the eyes, there was a star-lit black, constantly wriggling, changing, and growing eyes.
Finally, it evolved into a figure wearing a hooded black robe. The black robe was a little tattered, floating in the air, and from it grew eyes that were open or closed, without the slightest emotion.
At this moment, all the information in the world became active, as if it had suddenly come alive, reflecting in the eyes of the creatures around them, becoming their flash of inspiration.
Backlund, who was still a little confused about the sudden end of the war, suddenly had an unprecedented inspiration. He thought of a strange melody and a very artistic poem.
On the "Future", Frank rushed to his laboratory in a hurry. He suddenly thought of the direction of improving mushrooms. In
Uttar Pradesh, Anderson, holding a flaming sword, paused, looked at Mr. Azik beside him, and chuckled:
"I suddenly have the inspiration for creation. When this war is over, I will use paintings to record this war. It will definitely be an unsurpassed work of art."
"Maybe, I can consider working part-time as a painter in the future. Well, this is an elegant identity, very suitable for an elegant person like me."
"Yeah." Azik nodded slightly. As an angel, even if it was not a path related to "knowledge", he also noticed some changes at that moment.
Knowledge suddenly became active. This is a change at the rule level. Is the battle in the star realm about to have a result?
While thinking, Azik looked up at the illusory starry sky above his head, and quickly retracted his gaze.
The complex and majestic atmosphere of the star realm is unbearable and difficult to see even for angels.