Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty-Three Divine Fall
The battle that takes place in the consciousness is rarely a real direct face-to-face contest, where success or failure is determined in a hand-to-hand manner.
It's infection and invasion.
Just like two drops of liquid with different properties, they merge and occupy each other.
It is finally decided which drop dominates the new 'nature'.
Theobit I could feel the changes in his emotions.
He became indifferent, numb, and manic. Everything around him was full of destruction. This was an ancient spirit that was crushing his reason. This did not mean that this was the nature of that ancient spirit.
At the same time, an ancient, forgotten name almost rushed out of his throat.
Theobit I tried his best to suppress this name, not thinking about it, let alone saying it.
But at the same time, amidst people's fanatical celebrations and applause, he is always reminded of his identity, his profession and his position.
The so-called profession is not a help, but a kind of spiritual self-promise and restraint.
Just like a hypnotized person, he needs a code to enter and exit the dream.
Without such constraints, one would become too free and indulgent.
This is quite dangerous.
The cheers and shouts from the people seemed to be shrouded in layers of fog, getting farther and farther away.
Theobites I saw more magical and great pictures.
He saw the falling of stars, the destruction of the world, and the birth, reproduction and eventual demise of civilization, heading towards extinction.
In the face of such a magical and great sight, the profession he once indulged in, the profession he loved, and the rules he abided by all seemed so fragile and ridiculous.
In the face of the incomparably vast and great time and space, those that were once prosperous and praised are as ordinary as sand and dim.
In the midst of confusion, on the other side of the distant galaxy, there seemed to be a wisp of rose fragrance, spanning the distance of time and space, gradually penetrating into the depths of his soul.
Smelling the fragrance of this rose, Theobite I, who was already confused, quickly came to his senses.
The vastness of time and space, the vastness of the universe, the immensity of the starry sky, the greatness of the heavens and the world... these are certainly real and worthy of a lifetime of pursuit and yearning.
However, people should pursue something and make contributions while living in the world.
Not to fulfill others, only to fulfill yourself, not to come to this world in vain.
When the past experiences came to mind, Theobite I became more and more firm in his belief.
He still needs to complete those unfinished projects, those still under planning, and the promises he made to the people.
"Man is immortal in faith, and God... occupies faith." Theobite I opened his eyes, and at this moment, his eyes seemed to reflect the stars in the sky.
Spiritual radiation belonging to the mythical level is sputtering in all directions.
But this time, all the radiation is biased toward the front.
Those strong men who practice Dou Qi can feel that their physical bodies are being forcibly promoted and become more powerful. Some inexplicable throbbing invades their blood and changes their foundation.
Perhaps in the future, they can evolve into a family of blood knights with special abilities.
This is a gift from God.
At the moment when a mortal is promoted to a god, the creation authority belonging to heaven and earth will also suddenly emerge.
As for the wizards who focus on spirituality, absorb the magic power between heaven and earth, and practice, their reaction is even stronger.
With Theobit I as the core, the strong 'impact' radiating towards the surroundings almost forcibly distorted their thoughts, turning them from unbelievers to devout believers.
In the eyes of ordinary people, their great Emperor is shining with infinite light.
In an instant, it turned into a symbol-like existence and occupied their souls.
Lin Xi in the fairy lantern was still watching all this silently.
"Here we come!" Lin Xi secretly said in the fairy lantern.
At the same time, he sent a message to Bai Fan, asking him to prepare in advance.
"Don't do it before it is completed, but start it at the moment of sudden completion... It seems that there is a certain person... or some gods who need some of the materials left behind after the failure and death of Theobite I."
"Of course, it may also contain a warning element."
"Warning to those who think they have the confidence to become gods after being arranged... Even if you have become gods, you still cannot escape punishment."
Seven rays of light flew in from the sky as if they had cut through time and space.
In a material world with home characteristics, gods who control certain divine powers in a world can do things beyond imagination.
The seven rays of light symbolize the rules within it.
Among these seven rules, the light representing the Lord of Light is the hottest and most powerful.
At the same time, great will is also mixed in, shocking the entire Rose City.
The common people who originally only had a superficial belief in the Seven Gods, under such a miracle, worshiped one after another, and their original rough belief began to become sincere and fanatical.
Theobit I, who had determined his career and path in the call of the people, had completely defeated the unknown ancient spirit, and was about to completely steal and occupy the power and ability brought by the ancient spirit, and trigger a complete evolution.
The rhythm was immediately interrupted and stuck at a very embarrassing point.
The strong desire and impulse made it impossible for Theobite I to stand still.
But without the guidance of the people, he, the eternal monarch, is like a giant ship that has lost water and can only run aground.
Forcibly moved, the ship was destroyed and people died.
The white wizard Ganmei withstood the pressure of the seven gods and carried out phase movement and entered the tallest wizard tower in the academy.
With the tower as the center, powerful witchcraft is released in all directions.
After decades of renovation and re-planning, the Rose City is actually blooming like a huge... creeping rose on the ground.
Hundreds of thousands of barrels of rose scented oil that had been prepared were all ignited, and then filled the entire capital with a strong fragrance. Even if the strong wind blowing from a distance kept crushing the fragrance, it still made people feel...
A large amount of fragrance covers the world as far as the eye can see.
Powerful wizards everywhere took the opportunity to cast spells and lead the people to recall the past rise and suffering of the Rose Dynasty.
This is just a battle of pan-consciousness.
What is being fought for is the will of the people over a period of time.
The more dangerous battles take place in places that ordinary people...even ordinary low-level extraordinary beings cannot see.
The light of the Lord of Light drives away darkness and tyrannically invades everything.
And the goddess of the bright moon was standing aside, watching.
Opposite the Lord of Light, two figures, one fat and one thin, appeared.
They wear Taoist robes, have an ethereal temperament, and are not real entities.
If one looks closely with the Dharma Eye and the Divine Eye, and withstands the strong light and the impact of will, one can see that...their core is nothing more than two paper-cut figures.
"It turns out it's you. It seems he paid a lot of money to ask you to take action."
"However, if you think you can stop us, am I looking down on you or looking down on me?" The Lord of Light stood in the endless light and said to the fat and thin Taoist in a contemptuous tone.
The goddess of the bright moon suddenly said: "I will not take action. According to the agreement...if he falls, then the source of his god will be taken away by me. It has become a complete path to god, and those who come after him can easily
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"My family...needs it."
"Of course, if he falls, I still need to protect his country...in a divine sense."
The fat and thin Taoist looked at the Lord of Light. The fat Taoist among them sighed and said: "You foreign gods from the West are too stingy and have no tolerance for others. Of course, my brothers and brothers are so heroic and courageous that they cannot be looked down upon.
, all because of the righteousness in our hearts. You said that we took advantage... It is really abominable to slander people's innocence like this!"
The thin Taoist then added: "Yes! It's extremely hateful!"
"Ha! Clown!" The Lord of Light stopped talking nonsense and set off infinite light, like a crazy tide, rushing towards the fat and thin people.
The two Taoists also took out their magic weapons and talismans and formed a two-dimensional array to face the enemy.
It's just that the righteous words they spoke were all just concessions to delay time, and they had no real intention to fight to the death with the Lord of Light.
In such a state, I am afraid that they will be defeated in just three or two fights.
At this moment, the sky opened.
A creature with a hundred eyes and a hundred legs, a body like a crocodile, smelly mucus all over the body, and a breath of terror, evil, and madness constantly emanating from this monster's body.
If you are a cultivator under the immortal gods or an extraordinary person, you will fall into madness if your mind is unstable after just one glimpse.
"Ancient evil things...! It seems that his real support is them." At some point, the goddess of nature who had already arrived said.
"If such an evil thing falls into the mortal world, I am afraid it will cause a lot of casualties, and my country of the dead cannot accommodate it..."
"The false gods who try to become gods are indeed so evil." The God of Death appeared, and then bestowed death on the crazy ancient evil thing.
Let it fall into the vortex of death and continue to struggle.
A monster with only strength but no thoughts is actually just a large target for the real god.
At the same time, pulled by certain auras, more ancient evil things appeared out of the sky, and inexplicably targeted several gods and launched attacks.
As for Theobit I, who was in the center of the stage, his aura seemed to be vaguely stable at this time.
It seems that he is about to secure his position as a god.
The ministers were already preparing to cheer.
The sons of Theobit I had complex expressions... vaguely ferocious.
However, suddenly, a large number of ghouls exploded in the square. Their half-lived and half-dead bodies rotted rapidly, exuding a disgusting stench.
The next moment, a shocking news spread throughout the Rose City, and was directly imprinted on everyone's heart.
"Where did all our money... go?"
"Why do we have to use all our property to pay for their deaths when these ghouls die?"
"This is obviously their own fault, we just simply saved the money with them..."
"What about the country? The country must compensate us and compensate us for all our losses."
"What... the country is also bankrupt? There is no money at all in the treasury? We pay so much tax every year, where are they spent?"
"Corruption, this must be shameful corruption. The royal family's extravagance and extravagance... are all using our blood and sweat."
Crazy news spreads at a fundamentally extraordinary speed.
In just an instant, the entire financial system of the Rose Dynasty seemed to be collapsing.
This is the God of Wealth taking action.
His direct power is definitely not the strongest.
But when such a god is in a complete and relatively advanced civilization, the destructive power and influence he can cause... are also extraordinary.
He can do more than just destroy people's bodies.
It can also destroy people's souls, lives, hopes and everything.
"No!" King Theobit I looked at the chaos in the square and the people who were praising him a moment ago. At this second, they already hated him to the core and wanted to rush to the stage and tear him apart.
That powerful impact shook his already stable soul.
The spiritual fire that emerged from the depths of his soul spread throughout his body in an instant.
The great Theobit I did not lose to the gods directly, but was opposed by his people, shattering the illusion of the 'eternal monarch'. Amidst the backlash of his career, he fell and was destroyed in an instant.
At the last moment, Theobit I still did not crush his last trump card.
As a great king... he admitted his failure honorably.
But a small card magically and strangely flew out from the burning ashes of Theobit I and fell into the chaotic crowd.
From mortals to gods, and then from gods to fallen... Such drastic changes have occurred in such a short period of time.