Even if Nikolaia is in a sleeping and sealed state, the terror of the ancient ruler far exceeds the limit of his imagination.
The improved Hopkin's Divine Technique only helped him integrate into the ancient ruler's body, causing the two wills to begin to merge.
The forbidden curse created by Hopkins was not meant to swallow the gods, but to actively merge with the gods!
Let yourself become a part of the great existence!
This was the influence he received unknowingly, and it was also the biggest fool the rulers made on him!
At this time, Fang Xian had lost his body, and his will broke into Nikolaia's spiritual sea.
He felt like an ordinary person who suddenly broke into the dark universe.
Not to mention the vastness of the sun and planets.
Even just cosmic rays could kill him directly.
The so-called 'spiritual seal' is not as effective as a space suit.
'Is this the seventh level, the power of a true god? Just the will alone is so much beyond the sixth level... I'm going to die...'
Fang Xian's will only lasted for a short period of time before it began to blur.
'My adventure... my reincarnation... ends here...'
'But...I don't regret it...'
In the last moment of blurred consciousness, Fang Xian saw a large area of darkness suddenly emerge from the depths of his consciousness.
They squirmed and gathered together to form an indescribably huge figure.
Human beings are as small as dust before Him.
From the darkness, a shriveled round object stretched out, which should be His head.
There are several corpses and mummies on this head, which is shriveled and filled with lifeless energy. The surface is crisscrossed with ravines, each of which is comparable to a 10,000-meter trench in the ocean.
Just looking at him made Fang Xian's consciousness close to collapse and madness.
But there is an inexplicable familiar feeling.
'He looked over? Was he angry? This look... was somewhat familiar...'
Fang Xian recalled that this was the existence he provoked in the River Styx.
When he was summoned by Roka, he had no power at all, but he carried the immortal poem with him.
The other party is the being who bestows the power of immortal poetry.
He...had long since set his sights on him in the River Styx, leaving a mark on the deepest part of his consciousness!
And now, his prey is about to be snatched away by Nicholas.
This being in the Styx suddenly became angry.
In the deep darkness of the universe, a large number of tentacles emerged, entangled with the mummies.
This is part of Nikolaia's will, which has also awakened and is fighting against the enemy.
Fang Xian's consciousness quickly retreated to the edge and kept escaping, just like a small boat in the stormy sea.
"Finally... I barely saw a glimmer of hope to survive in the cracks..."
His will quickly eroded the surrounding universe. Although the speed was slow, it was very firm.
Introducing possible variables is his only hope to survive in death!
"Persistence... I must persevere... Relying on the confrontation between these two wills, I can seek to survive in the cracks and truly refine this universe, even if it is only 10%!"
This is an extremely long and painful process, and the crisis of destruction may come at any time.
Once the two major existences decide the winner and the weak balance is broken, it will be the end of Fang Xian.
But Fang Xian no longer cares about this and is determined to fight to the death.
This is his only hope for survival!
Moreover, he also has a huge advantage.
That is, the time for the stars to return has not yet come, and these two ancient rulers are both in a sealed state.
In other words, they only have part of their subconscious fighting at this time.
Although it has been enough to destroy the world, it has not yet reached the deepest moment of despair.
'More than a year...'
'I must maintain a certain level of strength in this fragile balance for more than a year in order to meet Nikolaia's real counterattack!'
Fang Xian's consciousness was extremely firm.
This time, he has already staked his soul and everything on him!
…
Year 1605 of the Black Iron Calendar.
Philip City.
"The long river of time does not depend on human will. Finally... this year has come..."
Vivian raised her head, looked at the falling snowflakes, sighed, and walked into a certain villa.
When she walked in, her expression had been replaced by a smile: "Mom, Dad... I'm back."
"Oh, is it Vivian?"
Leiber sat on the recliner, wearing reading glasses, and put down the newspaper.
Her mother was busy in the kitchen.
As for Qiao An?
He has moved out to start a new family and recently heard that his wife is pregnant.
This is something to be thankful for, although Vivian doesn't know what to say.
She put down her gifts and enjoyed dinner with her parents.
At the end, the plates were put away, and Reb poured himself a glass of beer, paired it with dried squid, chewed it slowly, and asked: "You... tell us something, since that time you moved our family here.
Come on, I know you have a lot of energy... Let me guess, it comes from the research you yearn for?"
It must be said that although Leiber was hypnotized and forgot some of his memories, as a university professor, his observation and thinking skills are very sharp.
"And in Philip City, we all know that the Lost Order controls everything, and you are a big shot in the Lost Order."
Leiber expressed his guess gently.
"Yes."
Vivian suddenly felt the shame of being caught cheating on an exam when she was a child. Of course, it only lasted for a moment.
She chose to admit: "According to the concept of our cult, there will be a disaster in the near future. Don't go out anymore. We built an underground safe house... It is tall enough, strong enough, has a good ventilation system, and enough numbers
Thousands of people consume more than three years of food and material reserves..."
"Fortunately..." Leib smiled: "You are not mobilizing us to sacrifice... Although I am indeed very interested in the Lost God. He is a brand new god and only needs flowers and fruits as sacrifices.
, this is very rare in the rituals of other gods..."
"The Lost God... has been silent for a long time, but I believe that He will definitely return, give us the apocalypse, and protect us from the disaster of the end of the world."
Vivian replied solemnly.
She thought about some recent information.
Because the end is approaching, those pagans have entered a state of madness.
Various heinous and vicious cases emerged one after another, and even the secret keeper had difficulty suppressing them, so he had to shrink his strength and defend several important cities.
Because the Lost Order has fully taken over Philip City and has a strong protective force, it will not be attacked here.