"Good luck?" Garen smiled, "Good luck is not enough."
The most direct impact of the depletion of the mother river is that all masters of the mother river system will gradually lose their vitality. If they cannot find a way to change their cultivation before drying up, then everyone and all mother river creatures will directly or indirectly rely on the mother river for survival.
All the masters will face the danger of being cut off.
"The soul seed forms a soul ring, and the soul ring generates soul power, and it goes round and round. This process is actually supported by the rules of the mother river. Once the rules of the mother river disappear, not only all the soul rings will collapse, but the structure of the soul seed will also collapse.
At that time, all soul species will cease to exist, which means that we will also be completely reduced to mortals." Garen said in a low voice.
"Maybe this is good." Hawthorn from the multi-eyed tribe took a sip of the tea in front of him. "But huge risks will also bring huge benefits. If we can understand the original generation process revealed when the mother river collapsed, then
We will also have the opportunity to understand the core laws of time and space."
"So what? Even the mother river, the largest aggregation of rules, has collapsed, and it won't be of much use if we understand it." Garen shook his head.
Hawthorn smiled slowly.
"That's not certain. Don't forget that there are thirteen origins of time and space, and the Mother River is just one of them. We can do well in other places if we understand a few core laws."
"That's a good idea." Garen was speechless.
"I was just thinking about it." Hawthorn also shrugged, and suddenly a small thing on his ear made a beeping sound.
"Okay, my time is up, and there are still a lot of things waiting to be dealt with. Then I wish you all the best tomorrow."
He stood up.
"Don't worry." Garen nodded with a smile.
Watching Hawthorn leave.
Garon dropped a piece alone. His right hand finally checked his left hand.
He chuckled and shook his head slightly.
Since his reincarnation on earth, he has been moving forward almost non-stop. Now, he has become the Demon King of Four Soul Rings. He belongs to the middle level of the Demon King level.
The Four Soul Rings can forcibly raise four levels again at the peak of world power. This is an extremely terrifying improvement. It also represents the exaggerated and terrifying strength of the middle-level demon king.
The high-level demon kings are naturally even more powerful. The color of the soul rings ranges from colorless to the seven-color stage of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple. Only when all the soul rings are condensed into seven-color arrangement, you will have a total of eight soul rings including colorless and seven-color.
Only then can he be called the high-level devil.
It is said that above the seven colors is the level of true spirit. But now, Garen clearly feels that although he has four soul rings, they are extremely unstable. After all, only the first one is obtained by his hard work and enlightenment of soul seeds.
, the rest were plundered and devoured by oneself.
"In other words, I am now a middle-level demon king on the surface. In fact, the explosion of strength is probably at the level of a bottom-level demon king." Garen shook his head.
"The soul ring is not stable enough. Even the colorless level is barely obtained, let alone the color after being colorless. I don't know how long it will take at this stage." He sighed, closed his eyes and began to concentrate on adjusting his state for tomorrow.
Prepare to see the true source of the mother river.
Garen's arrival did not cause any big changes. He just lived in seclusion in silence. As a planet-level combat power, he had no corresponding pomp or servants.
This attitude of completely ignoring everything and not participating in anything was also recognized by the three major racial forces. Since he did not participate in the struggle for interests, they naturally regarded him as non-existent by default.
There are many masters like this in Lighthouse. However, Garen is the most powerful among them. After the news was released that he would soon be observing the true source of the mother river and at the same time shut out the envoys of all forces, all forces temporarily stopped
He gave up trying to win over Gallon.
The next day, the weather rose very early, and the simulated sky completely followed the laws of nature. It was exactly seven o'clock in the morning. He prepared everything and headed towards the link area of the Circular Square.
What Kakaqiuer arranged for him was the unique teleportation board here. It was also a direct flight board, the item they rode on when they came.
Garen asked Kakaqiu'er to stay in the house. He took the flying board to the link area alone and started teleporting directly through the small pavilion.
Large swaths of white snowflake-like things kept dangling in front of my eyes, and this transmission process lasted for more than ten minutes.
Finally, Garen felt his feet sink.
"arrive."
A deep male voice sounded in his ear.
Garen's eyes brightened.
When he opened his eyes, he was standing in a circular white hall, with his position right in the center. Standing in front of him was a bald black man with gold earrings.
"I have been notified, Lord Sword Master. Your arrangements are all ready. Please come with me." The bald black man, wearing a white robe, whispered politely and respectfully to Garen.
"Thank you." Garen said politely.
"You're welcome, this is our daily job." The black man grinned, showing his white teeth.
However, Garen had no intention of observing him at this moment, but carefully observed the surrounding environment.
He followed the black man out of the teleportation point, opened a small door on the left, walked through a long, narrow and dark corridor, and came to a small white stone pavilion.
The pavilion seems to be open-air on one side, with transparent glass on the other half. Through the glass, you can see the bright starry sky slowly turning outside.
"This is the Mother River in the Supreme Hall. Here is information about the true source of the Mother River that was recorded by a powerful senior who experienced life and death. These glasses are actually used to block the negative impact of the huge information. Please
Don't worry, it will never interfere with your understanding." The black man explained in a low voice.
"After I close the door, the record will start playing in about ten minutes. Please be prepared. The total duration is calculated based on your own achievements. Although we don't know the principle of the calculation mechanism, generally speaking, the stronger the adults
, the longer it lasts. Some even lasted for three days.”
"How long does it usually take?" Gallon asked.
"About ten minutes, this is a common and ongoing situation." The black man explained patiently. "In addition, the handle in this room can be used to turn on the alarm. Once you encounter any dangerous situation, you can notify us in time and we will turn off the playback as soon as possible.
.Come to the rescue at the same time. This button requires food and drink, this button requires special items, and this button requires the cooperation of special talents."
He began to introduce the functions of the small pavilion room one by one.
Garen listened casually, but his mind fell faintly on the walls of this room. The white pavilion-like room was filled with a faint aura of soul power all the time.
"It's not like pure soul power, but more like the combination of soul power and soul power. The water of the mother river is made up of the liquefaction of countless soul entities. Could it be said that soul power combined with soul power will eventually become a higher level of power?"
He secretly guessed.
"This is the situation. If there are no other requirements, we will deduct one million points from your account as the cost of this viewing. Would you like to start watching immediately?" The black voice came over. The Galleons were removed from the feeling.
Pull back.
He looked around. There were tiny scratches everywhere on the walls, and some even had small holes. It seemed that someone was scratching and banging around here. Obviously, watching the true source of the mother river might cause some unpredictability.
phenomenon.
"You can start." He nodded, indicating that he was ready.
"Then, please wait a moment." The black man exited the room and gently closed the door of the small pavilion room.
Bang, the sound of locking came from outside, and then layers of power fluctuations and energy fluctuations came, all attached to the door.
"Are you worried that I will be possessed by my mind and destroy it crazily?" Garen has heard that most people who watch the true source will fall into a state of confusion and attack the room crazily.
He walked to the glass and looked at the boundless starry sky outside through the transparent and cold glass. This is the Supreme Hall, inside the lighthouse. It is impossible to directly lead to the outer stars. The scenery trapped here is all simulated.
.
Time passed slowly, and soon, the galaxy outside the glass gradually changed.
The dark blue and pitch-black starry sky slowly accelerated its rotation, getting faster and faster.
Garen only felt that his eyes were filled with countless blue starlights flowing rapidly, drawing out long and thin traces.
The entire galaxy suddenly transformed into a tornado funnel with a large top and a small bottom.
hiss!!
In an instant, all the galaxies shrank down. They all condensed into a ball, a ball of small silver-white buttons.
Inside the small button, which is only the size of a fist, is a slowly rotating galaxy. It looks extremely beautiful.
"Have you started yet?" Garen held his breath and stared at the button carefully.
Suddenly, the button made a loud bang, and instantly exploded with infinite white light. The white light was countless times brighter than the light of a nuclear bomb. In an instant, Garen's eyes only felt a stinging pain, and he closed his eyes unconsciously as a conditioned reflex.
laugh!
A soft sound.
The white light disappears.
He quickly opened his eyes, and his eyes had completely changed.
He is no longer standing in a small white pavilion room, but is floating in an endless pale yellow space.
Small balls like water bubbles floated around him and floated upward.
He raised his head and saw endless light yellow. The bubbles seemed to float upwards forever and became smaller and smaller.
"here it is?"
Guru
Another bubble floated up from beside him.
In a trance, he actually saw countless galaxies swirling and flowing from the bubble. A bubble that was only the size of an eyeball actually reflected countless huge scenes.
He couldn't help but stretched out his index finger and touched the bubbles lightly.
boom!!!
Suddenly, countless, terrifyingly huge amounts of information rushed crazily from the bubble towards his brain.
The energy mark was running wildly in an instant, and a large amount of soul power was consumed. Garen felt like a dry sponge, absorbing the huge amount of information coming from the bubbles.
This information content is so huge, but so meaningless. It is simply the countless lucky formation histories of countless planets. Although spectacular, it is meaningless to him. Each planet has a long or short history.
Some of the records are billions of years old, and some are hundreds of billions of years old.
But slowly, with the crazy influx of information, Garen gradually realized that something was wrong. There was some inexplicable aura in these messages, which seemed to be the aura that he had discovered before, the aura that combined the spirit and soul power. (