The consciousness boils and accelerates, and the muscles are forcibly overclocked, reaching the limit of thirty-three times the speed.
Herodotus even surpassed the limit, broke the door above thirty-three, and stepped into the mysterious world where the collapse of life is accelerating. Now it has reached fifty times the speed of human beings.
If we compare the normal walking speed of a human being, the speed of sound will be 340 times that of a human being. Herodotus's movements at this time reached one-seventh of the speed of sound.
but.
Herodotus is nearly twice as fast as his opponent, so what?
No matter how fast he is, his weakness is obvious in front of this hard-shell and heavily armored boxer.
boom!!
Punch after punch.
Herodotus didn't dare to get close at all, the bombardment of that punch was enough to kill him.
The Demon Lord cannot move and can only sit on a chair, and the Talus in front of him is a mobile super fort.
Punch after punch, the threat is hundreds of times greater than before.
This made my scalp numb.
However, his electric shock from the air could not penetrate the opponent's defense at all.
Keep fighting, keep fighting.
Herodotus was completely in despair.
"Can't be in the water anymore."
He immediately went upstream to leave the abyss and head to land. "The terrifying fist power in the air can only have such terrifying lethality in the water."
He saw through some of the principles of cavitation.
"What's more, my time is completely running out, I'm going to die of old age..."
He clearly felt that his life was being completely wasted, and he was exhausted from being constantly attacked.
Suddenly, he was on the water and saw the gods of the elves in the distance, waiting for him.
"We have no power anymore, let's use our souls to continue." A god said.
"Yes, you can take away most of the integrated soul and brain cells. It is enough to leave only a single cell for us to ensure that we will not become idiots." Another god smiled.
"You..." Herodotus was stunned.
"You have no choice, and we have no choice." The gods said, "In this way, at least we can still live, civilization can continue, and there will be a future."
"I see..."
Herodotus didn't hesitate and ate their brains.
The gods left only a single-cell brain, which returned to its original form and maintained its most basic self-awareness.
At this time, it was already the dusk of the gods, all the gods were extinct, and the entire war had become unimaginably tragic.
Boom!!
The wisdom, memory, and personality of more than six thousand gods were like a torrent washing through his brain. At this moment, it seemed that he was no longer Herodotus, but a collection of all the gods.
"The will of all things."
"The wisdom of the gods."
Herodotus' whole body was surrounded by a faint white light, and his body was like a signal tower, constantly releasing a large number of electromagnetic signals every minute and every second.
His breathing was like thunder.
Waves of sounds like the breathing of a terrifying thunder beast continued to come out, resounding a wonderful symphony in the body.
With enough energy, he finally saw the next limit.
However, this breakthrough and transformation is extremely dangerous.
"I have to run!"
His consciousness began to blur and he ran back to the elf world.
The whole person staggered into the woods of the human tribe, and he couldn't help shouting deep in his soul:
"The next realm! The next realm, the fifth awakening, if I can break through! If I can break through!!!"
Ten seconds later, he began to hallucinate.
Thirty seconds later, he could no longer distinguish between reality and fantasy.
Fifty seconds later, his brain was shattered by the violent force, his blood vessels exploded, his consciousness collapsed, and turned into a puddle of squirming mud. His spirit was also emitting unbelievable ancient ravings that drove people to madness.
A minute later, the dead Herodotus regained his human form, and his squirming body turned into an amnesiac child. He sat on a rock and giggled, pointing at the woods and making curious hey sounds, looking at the world curiously.
Within a minute and ten seconds, he died again, his brain exploded into a ball of paste, and splashing juice sprayed all over the rock.
The next moment, he was strangely resurrected from the dead. The world around him became increasingly strange in his eyes. His consciousness was highly condensed again and his soul was being reborn.
"I remembered, everything!"
"Everything I was born into, and that god!"
He seemed to see all the memories, and even vaguely saw his original source.
Breeding in a very crowded, very hot, very warm place.
It was a mysterious and epoch-making chaotic eye that turned itself into the first wave of consciousness that fell into the earth, landing on the ground and becoming one of the endless cells.
"It's Genesis! It's the beginning of the world!"
Incredibly, he saw a scene he saw when he was born, like a myth!
And at the same time.
He seemed to have seen all the memories of his life, past and future.
Another second.
His consciousness seemed to span space and be everywhere.
He was still on the rock wall a second ago.
Jump out of the ocean in the next second.
The next moment it fell on the crystal wall.
Click!
Jumping to a certain screen again and again.
It was a closed dark green palace deep in the World Tree, where Artabia slept. The first hero in human history fell here. The walls on both sides were painted with scenes of his life-long deeds in building the Tower of Babel.
The pale golden shadow of his soul was high in the sky, slowly extending his fingertips downwards, and his fingers were touching the tree-shaped hero statue.
"help me..."
The fossilized tree was making an almost inaudible sound, "My old friend, what pushed you to this point? Do you want to follow my path..."
"I can't save you, not even myself."
Drifting.
Everything that passes through all the earth is like a wind, and the soul returns to the body.
The next moment, Herodotus seemed to have an unprecedented sense of control over his body again.
He felt like he had a brand new body.
A second passed, and Herodotus developed ultra-fast regeneration.
Two seconds passed and a pair of wings grew.
Three seconds passed, and it turned into a fish tail and grew fins...
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! These trivial body-changing abilities appeared in his body.
He discovered that although he could not change his core life code, he could change his appearance, features, and height proportions at will.
This is like the seventy-two transformations.
He seemed to have become the ultimate creature.
"This is the fifth awakening..."
Boom!!
There was a sound of thunder in the bones, and the blood surged like a river.
It's like celebrating the birth of the ultimate life.
After the intense light shines, what kind of scene is displayed in the eyes of the world?
This is a young and handsome elf king, surrounded by thunder and lightning, with an eight-sided rhombus-shaped red-black crystal core growing out of his forehead.
"So it's like this...It turns out that it's this kind of power..."
He raised his head and opened his arms heartily, "The crystal core is actually a crystal core!!"
ah!!!
He shouted, as if he wanted to roar out all his strength.
Looking at the sun in the sky, the endless rays of sunlight, the consciousness waves of all living beings, and the endless electromagnetic waves are all absorbed into the gem on the forehead, forming a mysterious qualitative change in life.
Wow!
The green leaves of the ancient elf tree floated down with the vibration and slowly fell on Herodotus' shoulders.
At this time.
A number instinctively appeared in his mind:
Awakening of consciousness: 50%
"Did I succeed?"
Click.
There was a crack in the red gem on his forehead.
"No, my breakthrough failed."
He secretly felt that he was returning from 50% to 49%.
The difficulty of each realm increases exponentially, and the result of his successful breakthrough is inherently unique.
The rubies kept cracking, and he had already calculated a number.
Eighty seconds.
After the failure, even if the gods extend his life, he only has eighty seconds left in his life.
He had no anger or despair about this, but just showed a gentle smile:
"Unfortunately, if there was more energy, it would be sunset, if it was the rising sun... the energy would be absorbed enough, and my crystal core might not be able to..."
At this time.
"I finally caught up with you." Talus said.
Herodotus sat on the rock, turned his head, and asked: "What do you think is the end of life?"
"What are you crazy about?" Talus had not yet finished his sentence.
bump!
The heir to the demon monarch in black armor was pinned to the ground.
Infinite lightning surged out of his hand, directly injuring Talus who was pursuing him.
at this time.
There are seventy seconds left in life.
Herodotus's face was already hideous and difficult to distinguish, and his whole body seemed to be burned by the invisible flame of life, constantly melting, and an incredible chaotic radiation rushed outwards in disorder.
"The last moment." He took one step forward and returned to the junction, the world passage, in an instant.
Dive, dive, dive!
Back to the end of the abyss.
"I want to completely destroy everything here in the last time, before I die! Paving the way for the elf world!"
He walked into the palace in one step and asked the entire abyss and the ancient monarchs of the past a question that was deafening and enlightening for thousands of years:
"I will send you back to the old days, and I will step into the glorious death with you!"
But when Herodotus raised his head and looked squarely at the ancient monarch on the throne of the abyss, unfounded fear was born in his heart.
Because the man on the throne has entered the same realm as him, and a broken ruby slowly appears on his forehead.
