After being promoted to the seventh level of alchemist, Fang Xian looked around and saw the incarnation of the god of all things.
The other party looks like an ordinary old man, but in Fang Xian's eyes, he is composed of countless dark portals. Behind the layers of portals, there is no telling what kind of horror is hidden.
But it doesn't matter.
What came was just an incarnation. In terms of pure power, Fang Xian was not afraid at all.
“Interesting, interesting!”
The old man looked at Fang Xian, and his figure suddenly collapsed and disappeared.
'Strictly speaking... I still have some issues with Him. Did He sense the breath of evidence of lies?'
Fang Xian frowned: 'It's just an incarnation, not my opponent at all... What did he do when I opened the river of time and locked the past me? What did he do to cause the power to dissipate and collapse?'
The seventh level of the alchemist is the true spirit level. The true spirit is immortal, all time and space last forever, and all selves are contained.
But his path has a weakness or flaw.
That is the self who got the attribute column in the past time!
At that time, I could not be restrained and could be eliminated.
Of course, as Da Luo, he could naturally hide this only flaw deeply. Only the moment when he sent out the golden finger was also the moment when Fang Xian was at his weakest.
If you spend a certain amount of power, you may be able to lock in that period of time in the past.
Thus...change the past!
For the ancient rulers, the time and space of the small world are just playthings in their hands.
Daluo time and space will be much more troublesome.
However, it may not be impossible to change!
"Did my fight with the God of All Things happen in the past? No... For me now, everything that happens is in the future..."
Fang Xian laughed dumbly: "So... let's do everything we need to do."
He looked at another place. Above the sea, there was a monster that looked like a fusion of an octopus and a human.
Well, psychologically, Fang Xian also admits that he is a human being, so he likes to call himself himself instead of 'him'!
But in fact, to everyone else, even believers, he has become ‘He’, the great, indescribable, indescribable being!
At this time, he stood above the sea, looking at the monster, with an interesting expression on his face: "Legendary investigator-Clark Carter?"
"Gulu...Gulu..."
The monster's tentacles were squirming and seemed to be shouting crazily in an unknown language.
Of course, Fang Xian understood its meaning.
It is shouting: "My supreme and great master, I am your servant, your believer, your lamb... Wherever you pass, the sea is overflowing with fragrance..."
"crazy?!"
Fang Xian smiled, with a strange flash of color in his eyes.
The next moment, the monster climbed up its head with a large number of tentacles and let out a human roar: "No...I...why?"
"Strictly speaking, you are already half crazy, because I am half crazy."
Fang Xiandao: "However, as a dependent of my pollution, you can have some sense. I hope you can hold on..."
"Nicholaya?!"
Clark Carter was almost in disbelief, feeling that he had seen an illusion: "No...you are...Roka?! Am I already crazy?"
"No, no, Clark Carter, you are not crazy..."
Fang Xian smiled.
Perhaps other ancient rulers would make others lose their minds if their true form was seen.
But he has gotten out of this limitation of madness and contradiction, and transformed into his own way of being a great alchemist.
Of course, he can also do anything that the God of all things can do.
"Loka...is your incarnation? No wonder..."
Clark Carter held his head with his tentacles and said in a human voice.
"No..." Fang Xian said meaningfully: "Strictly speaking... Nikolaia has been swallowed by me, but I am still Roka!"
"impossible?!"
Clark Carter firmly refused to believe it at first, but suddenly remembered something: "That forbidden book! Hopkins' forbidden spell? Can it really be successful? As a human being, ascend to the great god?"
Although the facts were before his eyes, Clark Carter's heart was filled with pain.
Because the Secret Keeper's investigators may have ruined the chance to save themselves.
If they had not sealed Hopkins's research results as taboo, they might really be able to master the power of gods.
"hehe……"
Fang Xian sneered, knowing that Clark Carter was simply overthinking.
Hopkin’s other research was fine, but the Ascension Technique was a big pitfall!
If it were any other investigator, he would be delivering meals to the ancient ruler.
Only you, relying on a little bit of Da Luo's origin on the attribute bar, can really have a chance.
To sum up, this is still an iron rule - only the ancient rulers can deal with the ancient rulers!
"Okay, let's go."
Fang Xian was too lazy to say anything more to Clark Carter. He rolled up his sleeves and the two of them disappeared instantly.
…
Philip City.
Inside the underground shelter.
Smith and the other three giants are praying with all the survivors.
"Lost God... You are the source of sorcerers, the Lord of reincarnation in the heavens... You are the master of calamity, the immortal existence, the king of endless time and space!... Your believers pray for your awakening and your response,
I pray for your favor!”
"The end has come, and your believers pray for your awakening and for your enlightenment!"
…
Vivian felt heavy.
Even if they have made the most perfect plan and kept comforting themselves before, they might be able to sustain it for a month, maybe longer.
The reality is extremely cruel.
Even though he was hiding in the basement like a mouse, he was not affected by other ancient rulers.
But just not being able to touch dreams can kill everyone!
They can't last long unless they are protected by the Lost God.
At this time, everyone was praying devoutly.
The images from the surveillance cameras are not optimistic.
In the sky, I don’t know when, there was already a ‘meteor shower’. They carried huge stones, and after being rubbed by the atmosphere, they were wrapped in dazzling flames and turned into a ‘meteorite falling from the sky’.
The scope covers almost all continents!
And among the meteorites, there is no telling what kind of alien creatures or descendants of the evil gods are hidden there.
The end has arrived!
The next moment, all Vivian could see was a gray shadow.
This shadow is like a huge pocket, falling from the sky, covering... the entire Philip City!
The meteorite hit the gray shadow and was instantly melted, without causing any harm to the gray shadow.
Finally, the gray shadow completely enveloped the city, cutting off everything.
Dreams, evil gods whispering, curses...
Everything suddenly disappeared in an instant.
Vivian couldn't help but shed tears: "The lost God... He has recovered his name... He has awakened and given us the apocalypse!"