The villain queen is eavesdropping on my inner thoughts and she won't let me lie down?

A blue sea like a fake painting, without a single wave, as if it were a still sea forever.

It was boundless, without any land or sky.

It was clear, but you could not see the bottom, and there was no life in the sea water.

A cute boy with short black hair struggled to get out of the void, then turned around immediately, closed the crack with his short and thick hands, and then let out a long breath.

There was no one around, and he could not even feel the breath of any living creature, but he was as vigilant as a thief entering the palace.

Then, the black-haired boy flew carefully over the sea, always keeping a distance of one centimeter from the sea surface, and from time to time he would look at his feet to confirm that there was no error before he would continue to fly forward slowly.

There is only one world that can make the most powerful god of knowledge among the seven gods so cautious:

The Source Sea.

The place where all the rules, all the souls, and all the matter of this multiverse were born, and the origin of all the planes.

The seemingly clear seawater is actually not water at all, but the source substance between the spiritual and material states.

Even if one is as strong as the God of Knowledge, if he is contaminated by the source substance, his body and spirit will be assimilated and become such clear water, without any breath of life or fluctuations of thought, and his eternal and immortal life will end in an instant.

Since ancient times, the existence of the source sea has been circulated among some ancient gods, but few can find it, and there is only one who can explore, analyze, and use it.

The God of Knowledge suddenly stopped. Although there was no reference, he knew that he had arrived and called softly: "Father God, I'm here."

After a long time, ripples appeared on the sea surface, and a hooded outer cover floated on the sea surface, but there was no one underneath, only a twisted shadow, which supported the outer cover and did not deflate.

The God of Knowledge felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.

He raised one hand, and the palm was pure light-like faith power. As the baby fat palm trembled lightly, these lights, like the broken lake surface, turned into dots of glow and sprinkled on the shadow.

This power of faith contributed by countless planes and people can directly give birth to the faith of a medium-level god, helping the shadow to condense bones, flesh, skin, hair, and clothes.

Finally, the shadow turned into a tall middle-aged man with a red flame and a majestic presence.

In several planes at the beginning of the rise of the Seven Gods, his portrait was circulated:

The creator of the Seven Gods, the God King Amyras.

"Alpha, you did a great job."

Amilas did chest expansion exercises, happily stretching his newly condensed body, and then condensed a thick book on his fingertips: "This is the last batch of node information."

The God of Knowledge took it solemnly, hesitated for a moment, and then asked: "Father, since the nodes have been found, can you stop exploring the source sea?"

Amilas' eyes flashed slightly, turned his head to avoid the expectation in the eyes of the black-haired boy, and whispered: "There are more secrets waiting for me to solve in the source sea."

"But this is too dangerous. The strength of your body condensed by the power of faith is getting lower and lower. It can't resist the assimilation of the source sea at all. It is possible that you will fall into it next time..."

"But I will give you everything I know. You can still fulfill our dream, right?"

"That's true, but I still need your guidance, Father."

The God of Knowledge looked up at the tall figure, stretched out his left hand to suppress his restless right hand, and said with restrained emotions, "Everything you want to know, you can wait until this box is broken and ask the creator of the box clearly."

Amilas turned his head, looked into his eyes and said calmly: "You should know that breaking the box may lead to the outside world, or we may die in a landslide."

"The latter is a low-probability event..."

"Don't deceive yourself, the two results are 50-50. So, it's always good to have more information here." Amilas narrowed his eyes and pounded his chest heroically, "Don't worry, if I melt in this sea, there must be an important discovery that makes me lost, and our contact will definitely allow you to receive my last gift."

He stretched out his hand and wanted to rub the black-haired boy's head, but was roughly pushed away.

The God of Knowledge was a little angry: "Father, I don't want a gift, I just want you to live forever."

Amilas' eyes flashed, and the God of Knowledge froze.

He had a bit of a bad taste, and finally got his wish to rub the boy's head.

The black hair was short and hard, a little prickly, which made him laugh.

When a child grows up, he starts to have his own ideas, right?

"What's the meaning of eternal life? Like those clay statues lost in faith, looking at the unchanging flies and dogs in the mortal world? I've seen too much, and now I just want to go out and take a look."

Amilas scratched his hair, "Alpha, you are a good child, but you are still too young compared to me, so you don't understand how angry I am when I look back at my manipulated fate in my early years."

"But you are always calm."

"Because a long time will wear down emotions, I must stick to a belief so as not to sink into the chaotic power of faith of all beings."

The God of Knowledge remembered the early teachings of the Father God and recited softly: "Faith is the foundation of the power of gods, and faith is the beginning of the destruction of gods."

Amilas laughed: "So, what I have been doing is just to talk to the person who pushed me to this path. Is it fun to manipulate my destiny like this? Or is it a stage play to add some after-dinner fun to those bored people outside the box?"

"But you also said that even if we break the box, we may not be able to jump out of it. Facing the creator of this world, we are too powerless, just like this source sea. We know how powerful it is, but we can't use it at all. But he only needs a thought to reshape the rules of the entire multiverse."

"It seems that you have also noticed the chaos and contradictions at the bottom of the world. It is indeed suspected of being a slap in the head." Amilas laughed, "The creator is powerful, but there must be rules he must abide by. Otherwise, judging by what we have done, we would have returned to the source sea long ago."

Simply conquering, plundering faith, and killing countless lives are just small ripples for the multiverse.

However, Amilas is guiding the seven gods, using the method he learned from the source sea to let those node planes return to the chaos at the beginning of creation, directly knocking out their existence and turning them into "emptiness".

This is like smashing the load-bearing wall of a tall building.

Even if the building is extremely solid, with many backup measures and redundant designs, when all the node planes he found are knocked down, it will inevitably trigger a terrible chain reaction.

A new life, or the most thorough destruction.

Even if he is annihilated from now on, he wants to take a look at the world outside the box, and keep working hard on it.

"Perhaps, this is also part of the creator's stage play?" The God of Knowledge asked back.

Amilas said firmly: "Whether it is manipulated or not, I can now clearly distinguish it, and then resist it. So even if the creator wants to play tricks outside the rules, he can only lay out in other places and lay out super-standard chess pieces."

"Father God, do you have any guidance for me about the creator's chess pieces?" The God of Knowledge asked solemnly.

"Pay more attention to those who are not in the River of Destiny."

"Are there any more?"

"No, the creator comes from a higher dimensional world, which is beyond my guess."

"I know, but I believe we will win."

Amilas suddenly laughed: "Alpha, you are arrogant... your definition of victory is too optimistic!"

The black-haired boy lowered his head: "Please teach me, Father God."

Amilas stretched out his hand and gently stroked his head. This time, the God of Knowledge did not dodge or resist.

A soft voice came softly: "Don't be blinded by praise and worship. We are not gods. We are just stronger ants, just trying to bite open the cage. As long as it is not the ending that the creator and his kind want to see, even if we perish, it is our victory."

The God of Knowledge said: "Just like the experiment at the end, there is no product, proving that this road is blocked is also a great discovery."

"Alpha, your time is up." Amilas narrowed his eyes, and the "water vapor" evaporated from the source sea was inhaled by the God of Knowledge. The body of the God of Knowledge, which seemed immature but was actually extremely powerful, had a tendency to become virtual.

The more node planes are knocked off, the stronger the power of the source sea becomes.

This is why it is increasingly dangerous for a powerful god king to explore the source sea.

"Father God, I look forward to seeing you next time."

The God of Knowledge nodded, holding the book, and tore open the space to return to the gap of the ten thousand dimensions.

Amyras watched him, his figure gradually sank into the sea, took a deep breath, and then disappeared, exploring deeper into the sea.

In the huge ruins that existed since the creation of this world, he had to search with great effort to find valuable information.

It was as difficult as finding a brand new flagship mobile phone in a garbage mountain.

The God of Knowledge walked towards his room with heavy steps, and integrated the thick book he had just obtained into the heavy and ancient book spread out on the table.

In his eyes, this was not a book, but a specific and microscopic three-dimensional structure diagram.

A delicate and complex fourteen-order Rubik's Cube connected by gears, hinges, levers, and pistons, under the impetus of the source sea, constantly rotated and twisted, combining into various patterns and patterns.

But now many places on it have traces of corrosion by black rust.

That is the node plane "transformed" by the Seven Gods.

Now, Amilas has added a batch of newly confirmed node planes, which are marked with special red.

The God of Knowledge thinks about the relationship between these planes and starts a new round of strategy.

How to consume the least power of faith and occupy as many planes as possible.

Roger feels that the Seven Gods are unstoppable, and the Queen of Eternal Night dreams of the unstoppable side of the angel army of the Kingdom of God like a sky fire.

But in fact, the Seven Gods also feel that their power is stretched in front of the grand goal of the King of God, and every step needs to be carefully calculated.

However, the Seven Gods have mastered the structural diagram of this fourteen-level magic cube, which means that because of Amilas's exploration of the source sea, the Seven Gods camp has occupied an information advantage that all gods from ancient times to the present have not had.

This is also a belief that those gods who only knew faith in the past never had.

"Now, we rebels have become the old-fashioned evil spirits in the eyes of the new generation, right?"

The God of Knowledge tilted his head, smiled, and began to draw complex lines on the 14th-order Rubik's Cube.

The next stage of the offensive strategy of the Seven Gods Camp.

The world called "Eternal Night" is also one of the red marks strung together by these thin lines.

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The endless abyss, a certain level that cannot be entered.

The Queen of Eternal Night broke the door violently, and with the elite team of the Secret Society, they were full of protective magic and passed through the crack that seemed to absorb even light and seemed to hide a shocking secret.

Then they were all stunned.

What appeared in front of them was...

Nothing.

A void!

Everyone had worried that behind the door was the secret training base of the Seven Gods, and the mountains and plains were full of half-blood demons with angel wings, all of whom had legendary strength. Once the door was opened, countless meteor waterfalls would hit their faces.

Or the transformed believers, praying madly and obsessively, giving birth to children while praying, the children were planted in the soil and grew rapidly, and a few minutes later, a new believer who could pray grew up...

Or the goddess of war smiled mockingly and said to the Queen of Eternal Night, little cutie, you finally fell into the trap.

Or maybe some new magic they had never seen before, which transformed into a horrific scene that should not be seen by the outside world.

In short, there must be a reason why the seven gods closed the door so tightly? They must be holding back a big move, right?

As a result, none of the scenes they speculated appeared.

There was nothing in front of them, as empty as the starry sky.

There should have been a chaotic world full of lava, filled with the smell of sulfur, and full of demons running wildly, but it turned into nothingness.

"What kind of power is this, directly flattening a world?" A legendary wizard calculated the magic power required to achieve this step, and felt a chill in his back after being shocked.

"Maybe it is a chain reaction that makes matter collide and annihilates each other?" Another magician proposed a possibility that can only be realized in theory.

Half of the magicians are crazy, and the other half are rational scientists.

They only believe in the world they see and know. They will admit that the gods are very strong, but they don't think that the gods can be infinitely strong.

Relying only on their own power to annihilate a world into nothingness, this is beyond their understanding of gods.

Because the things in front of them were too contrary to common sense, even though the Queen of Eternal Night was right in front of them, these magicians couldn't help but whisper and discuss.

The Queen of Eternal Night didn't speak all the time, and listened silently.

Her perception was more acute than her subordinates, and she could confirm that the abyss level, which was once not much smaller than the Eternal Night World, had completely turned into nothingness.

There was no matter, no energy.

In contrast, the Star Realm was really a lively idealistic world with native creatures, but here was a terrible silence.

If the observers in it didn't communicate, they might be swallowed up by the silence and go crazy, right?

She snapped her fingers and led everyone back to the normal abyss level outside the door, and then quickly closed the gap that seemed to have seen a ghost as if it was hot.

The magician was still discussing, she coughed lightly and interrupted:

"My dear ministers, stop your deduction about the annihilation of the world. Who can tell me why the gods did this operation?"

She had a hunch that the disappeared abyss layers, and even the material planes that fell into the gods, had become similar.

The gods who were clearly trying to plunder the power of faith were doing complete destruction, which was too abnormal.

If such unreasonable means were also used in the world of Eternal Night...

Even the Queen of Eternal Night, who was as thick-skinned as she was, could not help but shudder.

Who should I pray to, hoping that our world would not block the way of those crazy Seven Gods?

For the first time in her life, she was afraid of fighting.