The Lord of Reincarnation

Sealed land.

'I may be looking for my own death. '

In Fang Xian's consciousness, an idea emerged.

Even if Nicholas is in a state of deep sleep and sealing, the horror of the ancient ruler is far beyond the limit of his imagination.

The improved Hopkins King's divine technique only helped him integrate into the body of the ancient ruler, so that the wills of the two began to fuse.

The forbidden spell created by Hopkins is not to devour the gods, but to actively merge with the gods!

Let yourself be a part of the great existence!

This is the influence he received unconsciously, and it is also the biggest fool the rulers have made of him!

At this time, Fang Xian had lost his physical body, and his will broke into Nicholaya's spiritual sea.

He felt like an ordinary person who suddenly broke into the dark universe.

Not to mention the vastness of the sun and planets.

Even if it is just cosmic rays, it is possible to kill him directly.

The so-called 'spiritual stamp' is not as effective as a space suit.

'Is this the seventh level, the power of the true god? It's just the will, it's too much beyond the sixth level... I'm going to die...'

Fang Xian's will only lasted for a short period of time before it began to blur.

'My adventure...my reincarnation...ends here...'

'But... I don't regret it...'

At the last moment of blurred consciousness, Fang Xian saw the depths of his consciousness, and a large area of ​​darkness suddenly emerged.

They wriggled and gathered together, forming an indescribably huge figure.

Human beings are like dust before Him.

From the darkness, a shriveled round object stretched out, which should be his head.

This head has corpses and mummies,

Dry and full of lifelessness, the surface is full of ravines, each of which is comparable to a 10,000-meter trench in the sea.

Just looking at him made Fang Xian's consciousness close to collapse and madness.

But there is also an inexplicable familiar feeling.

'He looked over? He is angry? This look... a little familiar...'

Fang Xian recalled that this was the existence he provoked in the Styx.

I was summoned by Roca back then, and I didn't have any power, but I carried the immortal poem.

The other party is the existence that bestows the power of immortal poetry.

He...has long since stared at himself in the Styx, marking the deepest part of his consciousness!

And now, his prey was about to be snatched away by Nicholas.

The existence in the Styx suddenly became angry.

In the deep cosmic darkness, a large number of tentacles emerged, entangled with the mummy.

This is part of Nikolaia's will, which has also awakened and is fighting the enemy.

Fang Xian's consciousness quickly retreated to the edge and kept escaping, just like a small boat in a stormy sea.

"Finally... Barely saw a glimmer of hope of surviving in the cracks..."

His will quickly eroded the surrounding universe, although the speed was very slow, but it was very firm.

Introducing possible variables is his only hope of survival!

"Persevere... I must persevere... Relying on the confrontation of these two wills, I can seek survival in the cracks and truly refine this universe, even if it is only 10%!"

This is an extremely long and painful process, and the crisis of destruction may come at any time.

Once the two great existences decide the winner and the weak balance is broken, it will be the end of Fang Xian.

But Fang Xian no longer cares about these things, and is determined to fight to the death.

This is his only hope of survival!

Moreover, he also has a huge advantage.

That is, the time for the return of the stars has not yet come, and the two great ancient rulers are both in a sealed state.

In other words, at this time, only part of their subconscious mind is fighting.

Although it is enough to destroy the world, it has not yet reached the deepest moment of despair.

'More than a year...'

'I have to be in this fragile balance for more than a year... to gain a certain strength before I can meet Nikolaia's real counterattack! '

Fang Xian's consciousness was extremely firm.

This time, he has already bet his soul and everything on his own!

...

Black Iron Calendar 1605.

Philip City.

"The long river of time does not depend on people's will, and finally... it's still this year..."

Vivian raised her head, looked at the falling snowflakes, sighed, and walked into a certain villa.

When she entered, her expression was replaced by a smile: "Mom and Dad... I'm back."

"Oh, it's Vivian?"

Leiber sat on the recliner, wearing reading glasses, and put down the newspaper.

Her mother was busy in the kitchen.

As for Joan?

He has moved out because of starting a new family and recently heard that his wife is pregnant.

This is something to be thankful for, although Vivian doesn't know what to say.

She puts down the presents and enjoys dinner with Mom and Dad.

In the end, the plates were cleared away, and Leiber poured himself a glass of beer with dried squid, chewed slowly, and asked: "You... tell us something, since that time you moved our family here Come on, I knew you had a lot of energy...Let me guess, it comes from the research you yearn for?"

It has to be said that although Leiber was hypnotized and forgot some of his memories, as a university professor, his observation and thinking abilities were very keen.

"And in Philip City, we all know that the Lost Order controls everything in it, and you are a big shot in the Lost Order."

Leiber expressed his conjecture gently.

"yes."

Vivian suddenly felt the shame of being caught cheating on exams when she was a child, of course, it only lasted for a moment.

She chose to admit: "According to the concept of our church, there will be a disaster in the near future, you don't go out anymore, we built an underground safe house... It is tall enough, strong, has a good ventilation system, and enough people Thousands of people consume more than three years of food and material reserves..."

"Fortunately..." Reber smiled: "You are not trying to mobilize us to sacrifice... Although I am indeed very interested in the lost god, he is a brand new god, and he only needs flowers and fruits as sacrifices , this is very rare in the rituals of other gods..."

"The God of Lost... has been silent for a long time, but I believe that He will definitely return and give us the apocalypse to protect us from the disaster of the end."

Vivienne answered solemnly.

She thought of some recent intelligence.

Because the end is coming, those heretics have gone into a pretty crazy state.

All kinds of heinous and vicious cases emerged one after another, and even the keeper of secrets could hardly suppress them, so they had to shrink their forces to defend several important cities.

Since the Lost Order has fully taken over Philip City and has a strong protection force, it prevents it from being attacked.