Azathoth discovered that the twelve low-dimensional creatures that blocked them for the first time and the low-dimensional creatures that blocked them for the second time all came from the same planet in this universe.
He knows that this is where the consciousness fragments of the fifth universe are... Without the addition of the will of the universe, it would be impossible for this planet to give birth to two lives of this level in succession. In other words, this planet is like this.
The most difficult place to conquer in Fang Universe.
Azathoth did not rush to devour the planet, but started from other directions in the universe and approached the planet little by little. After a long period of time, [Chaos] and others launched a third attack.
This time, the sleeping cosmic consciousness suddenly burst out with powerful willpower for some unknown reason. Not only was it not directly swallowed and assimilated by Azathoth, it actually tried to attack him!
However, no matter how powerful the cosmic consciousness is, it is no match for Azathoth, the ruler of this world. In a fierce battle, he was gradually suppressed to a disadvantage.
Just as the battle between the two was heating up, a meteor suddenly broke through the barrier of Azathoth's world!
It was a strange building. On the plaque on the door, there were the words "Mental Hospital of the Gods" written in large characters. The moment this hospital appeared, Azathoth was forcibly dragged into one of the wards, and the other four were swallowed up.
The cosmic debris of energy was also sucked into the first, second, third, and fourth wards at the same time.
At the same time, the body of [Chaos], which was in a coma because its consciousness was split by Azathoth and sent to the low-dimensional world, was also absorbed into the hospital and became a comatose nurse.
Then……
Then what?
Recalling this, Azathoth suddenly felt a sting in his consciousness, and a sense of fragmentation surged into his mind.
Doesn't he remember what happened next?
Azathoth recalled for a long time, but did not think of what happened next. Instead, the pain in his mind became more and more intense. He simply suppressed the thought for the time being, turned to look at [Chaos] in the courtyard, and spoke slowly:
"What happened before I woke up?"
"Nothing happened?" [Chaos] blinked, "I saw you suddenly ran out of that room, said a few words in a daze, and then opened the door again... and then you were gone."
"The confusion...is it the backlash of the consciousness of the universe?" Azathoth's deep eyes narrowed slightly, and his aching consciousness was a little confused, and he asked again,
"Did I successfully devour the fifth universe?"
Hearing this question, [Chaos]'s expression was a little subtle, and he said naturally: "Succeeded! You are Lord Azathoth, how could there be something you can't do??"
Upon hearing this answer, Azathoth's eyes suddenly flashed with a touch of coldness!
His figure instantly crossed the second floor of the hospital and came to [Chaos]. In those dark eyes, the pressure that could crush the universe was released!
"You... how dare you lie to me?"
"Lying to you? Lord Azathoth! How dare I lie to you!!" [Chaos] screamed in horror, "I was created by you, I am your child! My consciousness is all created by you.
I was born, how could I lie to you?"
"You said that I have swallowed the fifth universe...Why don't I feel the increase in power?"
Azathoth stared at [Chaos], and a dark tentacle suddenly popped out of the void, whizzing towards [Chaos], but it only passed through lightly, blasting the grass under his feet into crumbs!
"Also, why can't I touch you? My breath is gone from your body. You are not [Chaos]...who are you?"
"I...I..." [Chaos]'s body trembled slightly, as if he was frightened and couldn't say a word.
"Where is the fifth universe?"
Azathoth spoke solemnly.
[Chaos] lowered his head and did not answer.
Azathos seemed to have noticed something, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly turned his head to look at the fifth ward on the second floor of the hospital building.
Today's wards 1, 2, 3 and 4 are four crazy wrecks of the universe. The sixth ward is where He is, so what about the fifth ward?
"Is it there?"
Azathoth instantly flashed to the fifth ward, grabbed the door handle of this ward, and twisted it hard!
"Lord Azathoth, no!" [Chaos] shouted from behind.
But it's too late.
Azathoth opened the fifth ward door, and when he saw the scene inside, he suddenly froze on the spot.
In this ward, there is no crazy and chaotic universe as imagined. There are only shriveled and lightless shells of the universe, like translucent snake sloughs, densely stacked together, like countless old cardboard piled in an abandoned warehouse.
The whole ward is packed!
Judging from the size of these cosmic bodies, these are all the fifth universe.
No, it's impossible...
There has always been only one fifth universe, so where did the hundreds of millions of fifth universe bodies in front of us come from?
Azathoth stared blankly at the cosmic bodies that filled the ward. From these cosmic bodies, he could feel an extremely familiar aura... that was his own aura.
These universes were all created by Himself...
"How could this happen...when did I..." A strong sting burst out of Azathoth's mind again, as if there were countless needles piercing his consciousness. He held his head with both hands and spoke in confusion.
,
"No... I didn't do these... Why do I have to recreate so many bodies of the fifth universe... No..."
"This is not me! I...not me..."
"Who am I? I am not Azathoth...? I am Azathoth!"
"No, I'm not Azathoth...I can't do these...then who am I? Who am I..."
At the same time, above Azathoth's head, a void panel emerged, and on that panel, a progress bar was beating crazily.
Azathoth, who was squatting on the ground and struggling in pain, saw countless memory fragments flashing through his mind. In addition to his own, there was another person's... no, it should be a memory belonging to another universe.
"Who am I...who am I...I am..."
Countless chaotic thoughts almost overwhelmed Azathoth's mind. He raised his head suddenly and stumbled into his sixth ward. He rummaged through the tables and chairs looking for pen and paper to record something in a hurry.
The room was not found.
As a last resort, he could only grab a table knife by the table, rush to a white wall, and try hard to carve something.
But for some reason, the blade of this table knife scratched the wall without leaving any trace, as if it had been covered with wallpaper... Azathos roared and slapped the wall hard with his hand.
!
boom--!!
The pure white wallpaper fell like butterflies, and a wall that had already been carved with countless knife marks was exposed to the air!