"Deal with the nameless fog?" Dengying Lushan repeated Xiao Yao's words. It was almost unimaginable how long this kid's brain had grown. "If you can really do all this, then in these hundreds of millions of years..."

"No, no, no, I don't want to repeat the logic that I have already explained to Luo Yunfan and Ye Kong. In short... all of this is inevitable. If there were not hundreds of millions of years of struggle for seven civilizations on this planet,

That existence will not be curious about us, and the thing he told me is enough to become the fulcrum to move everything -" Xiao Yao pretended to be mysterious and snapped his fingers, "The nameless fog is not dead."

…

"What did you say?" On the other side, Xiao Yao himself was stunned when he heard this sentence for the first time.

"The Nameless Mist is not dead, or in other words, it is still alive and well in the universe." Nyarlathotep, who was occupying Qi Rui's body, smiled lightly, which made people think of someone who seemed to be teasing a child.

The elder - disgusting, "As far as I know, he is still living well outside. Not long ago... Well, according to your human time scale, about 1356 years ago, he was still with the overlord of Tindaros.

There was a fight."

"The nameless fog lives in the outer universe?" Xiao Yao felt that his brain was a little insufficient for a moment, "What about the monsters that have been entangled in our world for hundreds of millions of years? Even the technology of the Riel civilization has

What is the unanalyzable 'other world'...?"

"Xiao Yao... what do you think we are? A kind of creature? An overly powerful supernatural creature living in the universe?" Nyarlathotep said faintly, "Then you are underestimating the old...

It’s day.”

"The past is an existence directly imprinted on the bottom layer of the laws of the universe. It is the origin and ultimate of all things. It is a 'concept' that transcends all definitions such as time, space and dimensions that you can recognize. What we reveal is just to you.

The part that can be understood - you can only understand it at the biological level." Nyarlathotep slowly spread his hands, and at a certain moment, Xiao Yao seemed to see billions of stars flowing beside him.

trajectory.

But it was only for a moment. The next moment, Nyarlathotep was no longer around.

If there is any abnormality, he is just like a simple middle school boy.

"Let me summarize some of the somewhat difficult words just now - are you saying that existences like you and the Nameless Mist are immortal?" Xiao Yao cheered up a little and put forward his own understanding.

"You can understand it this way. The Nameless Mist once fought with an old enemy of ours and both sides were injured. After that, a group of... the race you called 'Riel' harvested some scattered pieces of the Nameless Mist's flesh. But after that

, the nameless fog has only been dormant for thousands of years, and then it became active again in my field of vision - I think you should be able to understand what this means."

"On top of the decaying corpses, towering trees grew... No wonder I had such a feeling a long time ago..." Xiao Yao murmured to himself, "What we are facing is not the real old days.

It's just a false consciousness born from His corpse... What makes this world almost irreversible is just a fake."

"Although what exists on the other side is just the residue left by the nameless fog, it is still the power of the past - what currently controls those powers is the false consciousness born from the corpse." Nyarlatto

Tip pointed at Xiao Yao with a finger and raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "However, all of you, everything supernatural in this world is born from the corpses of the past."

"Only the old days can defeat the old days... All of you are also part of the old days."

Nyarlathotep's words were very complicated and confusing, and Xiao Yao spent a lot of effort to figure everything out, organize it and tell those who needed to know——

The other side is the remnant of the Nameless Mist that was stolen by Riel. It absorbs the emotional power, or spiritual power, of all intelligent civilizations to develop and grow, and the positive part of the civilizational group thoughts constitutes the half-empty "false god"

The negative part of civilization's ideological trend is dispersed in every corner of the other side, and part of it forms a nightmare corresponding to the things that civilization fears.

The other part is absorbed, developed, and strengthened by the other side as a "whole"... until it converges into a unified consciousness in some deepest and darkest corner of the other side.

This consciousness born from all the dark emotions, because of direct contact with the power left by the nameless fog, firmly believes that it is the nameless fog, and instinctively hates all civilizations. Ironically speaking, it absorbs the power of civilization bit by bit.

It grows with nutrients, but insists on completely destroying the civilization that nurtured it.

Each civilization will only give birth to a false god, but that hazy and twisted consciousness carries all the darkness of the seven civilizations, and therefore its power has gradually approached the real gods of the past.

But He is still not the same as before, He can be defeated.

This is the ultimate of this world, a faint glimmer of light hidden in the abyss of despair that this world reveals.

…

In the deepest darkness, the chaotic consciousness that thought it was the nameless fog sensed an opportunity.

Over hundreds of millions of years and seven reincarnations of civilization, He has grown far beyond the limits of human imagination. Absorbing nutrients from civilization, he has grown from a vague and instinctive thing to a nearly ultimate existence.

Although He has locked the future of all civilizations on the planet Koro, He is therefore firmly located on the other side. From the beginning of his birth, He is even destined to spread to the end of time.

He wanted to truly descend into the real world countless times, and wanted to completely get rid of the shackles of the other side on himself countless times. However, the transcendent existence that gave birth to himself almost at the same time as Him refused to give in and blocked the other side.

There is no gap between reality.

God of Machinery, Messiah System.

The duel between the two across time and space is hidden under the reincarnation of civilization for hundreds of millions of years, with undercurrents surging.

In a short time span, the Messiah system made a risky move. He acquired a soul from outside the world and tried to make it change the fate of the backwater of the world of Kolo.

The Nameless Mist, which is equivalent to the Messiah system, also sensed the existence of that soul. He intervened without hesitation and projected part of his power into the depths of that soul.
Chapter completed!