Multiverse Anime: A Journey Through Worlds Starting as the Supreme Being

The reason why he knew this symbol was because every time Cuiyulu made an item, he liked to leave this icon of Hermes on it.

"This...is this something from Cuiyulu? Is he also in this world? I have to tell Zarath quickly that he has the best relationship with Cuiyulu and he will definitely be happy."

"...No, no, I have to check first. If this is not something recorded by Cuiyu, wouldn't it make Zarathu Bai happy?"

Momonga began to examine the black piece of paper, and soon he found that this thing seemed to be usable.

Maybe it was because he was too excited to 'meet' his friends, or maybe Momonga was used to playing games and felt that using props was no big deal, so he just used it.

The invitation was activated, and Momonga's eyes fell into darkness and fog.

When he came to his senses, he had arrived at a mysterious place! Death.

Chapter 116 The King of the Undead and the Witch

Momonga may not be a very smart person, but he is definitely not stupid.

When his eyes fell into darkness and he came to a dark and empty space, he already knew that everything that happened was related to the black piece of paper he had just touched.

"Is it a magic similar to high-level teleportation? Or is it some kind of prank done by Cuiyulu?"

As the 'ruler of death', Momonga's fear was suppressed to the lowest level.

Therefore, even if something unexpected happened and he temporarily came to an unknown place, he did not fall into panic. He could still barely stay rational and think about the reason why he came here.

People's cognition is determined by their own experiences, so Momonga immediately thought that such a change was due to some kind of teleportation magic.

In addition, the former Cuiyulu liked to make all kinds of bad jokes, which made Momonga think that "703" might be a prank played on him by his guild friends.

Momonga stood cautiously and did not take any action. This was due to his character.

In an unknown place, without knowing the specific situation, Momonga prefers to collect intelligence and then proceed step by step rather than act recklessly.

"Ha, this is another poor person who opened the invitation and came here without knowing anything."

"...Let me see who is the unlucky guy who encountered such a very low probability."

At this moment, Momonga heard the voice of a girl whose speech was slightly unclear and sounded very childish.

It's just that although the voice sounds childish, the tone is very mature, with a mocking indifference.

Momonga quickly looked towards the place where the sound came from, and he saw a petite black figure appearing not far from him.

The figure is like a paper figure in a shadow puppet show. You can tell that she is not tall, and you can generally tell from the shadow that she is wearing a complicated long skirt and holding a parasol in her hand.

But apart from this shadow and the clearly audible voice, Momonga couldn't see the true face of the person coming.

The only information he could get was that the woman in front of him had strange magical properties, and people would subconsciously recognize her as a 'witch'.

Similarly, in Nangong Nayue's eyes, the flying squirrel was also tall and wearing a thick robe, and his appearance was unclear.

At the same time, in Nangong Nayue's consciousness, she could also clearly know that the flying squirrel in front of her was an 'immortal'!

"Hmph, it seems that you are an undead who is good at necromancy. I can smell your disgusting rotten smell even here."

"...It can be seen that you are not weak. You can still remain calm when you come to a strange place. This is very rare."

Nangong snorted coldly after sizing up Flying Squirrel that month.

She thought with some malice in her heart, if the undead in front of her saw the terrifying Lord of Darkness, would he still be able to maintain his calmness and rationality?

Nangong Nayue didn't know what happened. When she was on Xian Shen Island, her consciousness suddenly soared and she came to this dark space again.

It's just that this is not the first time that the witch has come, so there is no panic like the first time.

After meeting Momonga, she roughly guessed that the undead person in front of her whose face could not be seen clearly was probably a poor person from another world who accidentally opened the invitation letter.

During the eight years of living together with Xixiang, Nangong Nayue also knew about the existence of another world, which was not surprising to the witch.

After all, even the familiar beasts are actually monsters from another world. Although this other world is different from the other world Xixiang talks about, the general meaning is the same.

"Excuse me, where is this place?"

Although Nangong Nayue's tone was harsh, Flying Squirrel was not angry.

His personality tends to be that of a good old guy. As long as the other person's words don't involve his friends, he rarely gets angry.

As for how others laugh at him, he doesn't care.

It was also this kind of character that made Momonga unable to put on any airs when facing the NPCs in the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick, unlike Saigo who was used to giving orders.

Momonga's voice was rich and full of curiosity, but hearing Momonga's innocent and curious tone, the experienced Nangong Nayue could roughly guess Momonga's character.

An undead person with a gentle and kind personality is really rare.

However, Nangong Nayue didn't hate such a character. Seeing this, she also restrained her unfriendly attitude and slowed down her tone, saying: "...I can't tell where this is."

"...If that existence is willing to see you, you will soon know where this is..."

Hearing Nangong Nayue's words, Feishu's curiosity became stronger, but he saw that Nangong Nayue didn't want to say more, so he had to keep silent and didn't ask any more questions.

This is a habit of a working social animal. If it is not something you should ask, you will never ask it. This is the way to protect yourself.

At this moment, the thick fog in the darkness suddenly dissipated, and a throne that reached the sky and a towering figure appeared in front of them.

Seeing that figure, Nangong Nayue's pretty face unconsciously flashed a trace of fear.

Even if it was not the first time she saw that great existence, as long as she thought of Him in her mind, the witch would go insane. If possible, she really didn't want to meet that existence again.

Nangong Nayue fell silent, trying to suppress the fear in his heart, but he couldn't control his body trembling.

In the eyes of Feishu, he could no longer tolerate everything. His whole mind was attracted by the supreme existence. At that moment, he even had a fear that his soul was about to be torn apart.

That figure was formed by pure darkness and sin. His body looked like a human, but he had absolutely nothing to do with humans. It was the ultimate sin, the ultimate darkness, and the ultimate nothingness!

In an instant, Feishu couldn't control his body, and the skeleton fell to the ground with a bang.

As an undead, his fear was very weak, but at this moment, all his mental abilities brought by being an undead were lost.

Even his basic ability, the passive skill of "forced not to let go" that could suppress his own excess desires, lost its effectiveness at this time.

Feishu felt that he was no longer a ruler of death. He once again turned back into the social animal who was exhausted every day to make a living, and became an ordinary person with nothing and no ability.

What kind of changes will happen to an ordinary person when facing the mother of the evil god of the ‘Four Origins’? Momonga’s current posture is the best interpretation.

If it weren’t for this mysterious space that kept his soul intact, Momonga would have collapsed at the moment he faced the mother of the evil god.

After all, the power that Momonga got was given by the World Tree Game System, and it did not belong to him.

When the system failed, he was undoubtedly an ordinary person, and had nothing to do with heroes and strong men. Therefore, he could not bear the huge pressure brought to him by Xixiang’s figure! .

Chapter 117 Zoroaster’s Void Temple

Nangong Nayue lowered her exquisite and beautiful face, trying not to look at the great existence with her eyes.

The dark light that she possessed alone was enough to embrace the universe and cover the universe.

Looking directly at the majesty, if you are not careful, you may even have a mental breakdown.

Nangong Nayue, who had the experience of coming to this dark space, naturally knew how to face the current situation.

Her dark eyes slightly slanted, looking at the flying squirrel who was kneeling on the ground in a state of insanity at a distance from her.

Nangong Nayue sighed slightly in her heart.

Take back what she said before, this undead who had been calm before is just like this.

I thought he had great power and could analyze rationally after coming to this mysterious place, which made Nangong Nayue look up to the flying squirrel.

But who would have thought that after facing the dark lord, this undead would be so unbearable, almost the same as an ordinary person.

But on the other hand, anyone who faces this terrifying existence will have various symptoms that are difficult to control, but these symptoms are big or small.

"Lord!"

Perhaps because of sympathy, Nangong Nayue took the initiative to speak at this time, she lowered her head, and the parasol in her hand stood on the ground to show her respect.

Although she was already familiar with the big devil played by Xixiang, Nangong Nayue did not dare to be disrespectful when facing the 'Creator 28' of all these devils.

Sitting on the throne, Xixiang tried to maintain his superiority, as if he didn't care about anything and seemed to be in control of everything.

In fact, he was very surprised that Nangong Nayue would appear here again.

This time, Xixiang had planned a little bit and let Feishu open the invitation letter, just to summon Feishu.

Even Xixiang had made plans, not to pretend to be mysterious in front of Feishu, and even wanted to give him some hints to tell him his true face.

Unlike Nangong Nayue, Xixiang can easily go to the World Tree Game where Feishu is located even if there is no signpost.

Therefore, he doesn't have to use "threats" to make Feishu obedient.

The reason why Xixiang used all kinds of "destroying the world" and other words to fool Nangong Nayue was that he was afraid that Nangong Nayue would break his coordinates by self-destruction.

Therefore, Xixiang "coerced" Nangong Nayue to do things according to his own requirements based on her personality, and at the same time asked her to work hard to complete the contract.

It was different for Feishu. Xixiang could go to that world at any time, so he didn't need Feishu to follow Nangong Nayue's request. If there was a problem, Xixiang could solve it himself.

But who knew that when Feishu was summoned this time, Nangong Nayue, who had the invitation letter, would come here again, which broke all Xixiang's plans.

Now Xixiang had to continue to maintain his supreme attitude so that Nangong Nayue would not doubt him.

Otherwise, if your vest falls off, your strength will be gone!

Xixiang looked at Momonga's miserable state of fear, unable to control himself, and he just sighed helplessly in his heart.

There is no way, the spirit of the Mother of Evil God itself possesses such power, and Xixiang cannot completely control this spirit.

In front of him, all the power and abilities that Momonga had gained due to the game system disappeared.

He is no longer the ruler of death, nor is he the supreme being, he is just an ordinary social beast, Suzuki Satoru.

At this time, Xixiang had roughly guessed the reason for the creation and time travel of the World Tree game, which must be related to the distorted natural principles.

"Momonaka, or should I call you Suzuki Satoru?"

Saigo, who was sitting on the throne and holding the handle of the throne with his elbow, looked at Momonga. His deep and casual voice sounded in the misty darkness, making Momonga's eardrums roar.

After saying this, Xixiang looked at Nangong Nayue again, and said in an extremely calm and cynical tone that mocked all things:

"...Sit down, Nangong Nayue, I allow you to have your own seat in this void temple of Zoroastrian."

After Xixiang finished speaking, a grand temple appeared in the darkness.

Nangong Nayue found that he was located under the temple, like a believer who was paying homage to the gods, or a demon who was worshiping the mother of the evil god.

Nangong Nayue hesitated for a moment, but she slowly sat down on the stone chair behind her.

She found that the stone chair she was sitting on had the same shape as the throne Xixiang was sitting on, but it was several sizes smaller.

Nangong Nayue held the handle of the chair with her hand and found a strange pattern carved on it, which was exactly the profile of a woman.

At the highest point of the temple is the Great Lord who contains and gives birth to all darkness, and in the center of the temple is a brazier burning with dark flames.

The brazier burns quietly, and people can't help but want to worship it, just like 'worshiping fire'.

'Zoroastrianism, Temple of the Void...'

Nangong recalled the words Xixiang said just now in his mind that month, and suddenly grasped the key point.

As if aware of the doubts in Nangong Nayue's heart, Xixiang said in a voice without any emotion, tolerant of all things but rejecting all things:

"...In the beginning, all good was born in this world, and in the beginning, all evil was born in this world."

"They are the least common multiple of the universe, symbolizing the duality of 'good gods' and 'evil gods'."

"...There are good gods living in the light, and evil gods living in the darkness. The blending of the two powers causes everything to be born and destroyed in an endless cycle."

"So the two gods cooperated, and together they created the first two existences of the birth of this world, which were 'void' and 'fochi'."

"...The void separates good and evil, and it exists in a 'material form'; Foqi is a non-material 'ideology', which you can understand as the myriad 'rules' and the truth of everything."

Xixiang's eyes fell on Nangong 703 Na Yue. That void and dark gaze had real power, making the darkness boil.

"Since this is the empty place that separates good and evil, it is also the place of balance of dualism!"

Xixiang briefly explained the creation myth of Zoroastrianism in words that Nangong Nayue could understand.

The original duality was good and evil, and then matter and consciousness were born from good and evil!

Xixiang didn't think it was redundant to explain to Nangong Nayue.

When Nangong Nayue picked up the invitation and opened it, she had already stood at the extreme of evil as a witch.

Her fate has also been linked to Zoroastrianism.