Volume 1: Metamorphosis, Chapter 523, The Great Awakening

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In the depths of the Pantheon's space, which I don't know how many layers have been superimposed and distorted, a great consciousness awakens from its slumber, its volume and mass are so huge that the process of awakening is also step by step, layer by layer, like activating a whole system of high precision and logical complexity.

But the most superficial awakening of consciousness is enough, it is already unprecedented in the entire universe in the past 10,000 years, everything may be inaudible and incomprehensible, but every powerful person, and even the gods, have frozen their thoughts and actions at this moment.

He is awake!

He's waking up!

How could it be, it's not time yet!

Countless horrified thoughts are turning around with such thoughts, but no matter how unreasonable and uncertain they are, they can only press on at this time.

Coming, the call that touched the imprint of life, so that the gods could not refuse, the call of hatred and fear, came Wei Ran.

It is everywhere, perceived only by the true body of the gods, it is both a command and an urge, there is no room for any hesitation or delay, and when it appears, it pierces the mask of the supremacy and omnipotence of the gods, and reminds them that the true Lord is returning, yes, you must rush to hear His will and will at the first time.

The gods are all extreme, self-contained, and to accept such a reality there are difficulties and sufferings that ordinary people cannot ignore, and for the gods, this is the strictest blasphemy and offense, but ......

Therefore, every awakening of Him, every coming of this summoning, for the gods, is no less than a torture, a huge impact that subverts the inner fortress, those who cannot adapt, without exception, have fallen, in the past 10,000 years, except for the strange god of the system, there is no other new god born, so, at the same time, every true god put down a qiē what is going on, "go all out" to respond and obey.

A call, an answer, and this mysterious interaction is completed in an instant!

Without warning, light appeared in the center of the fortress of each divine kingdom, shrouding the essence of each true god, without touching and activating any defense and vigilance mechanisms within the divine realm, and the realm carefully constructed by the true gods was useless at this time.

The light flickered, and the true God's essence disappeared from the kingdom of God, leaving behind countless clones, gloomy, angry, and roaring in the kingdom of God......

But they can't change anything.

The Pantheon is also a bubble plane, yes, extremely special and bizarre, the only one in the universe, its volume and the way it exists are extremely special, not artificially created and conceived by nature, but by a great will.

The Pantheon is only the most superficial presentation of this illusion, and its core is a spatial labyrinth that is layered on top of each other I don't know how many times!

Now, He is about to wake up, not in the normal cycle......

He was awakened by an ethereal dragon groan!

Dragon's Groan?

No, it's a shout, an invitation, a hello...... The sonorous sound of a chess game starting, falling, and about to begin the attack.

In the depths of the layered space, the "thick fog" rolls and sweeps like endless waves, this space is infinitely large, and infinitely small, so large that it seems to be able to accommodate anything, and so small that it cannot accommodate the slightest heterogeneous way of existence except for this awakening will.

Every trace of mist and every grain of factor that makes up this qiē here is part of this great will.

It's a way of being that is beyond our imagination.

The pantheon of this will is only the most superficial and superficial external form, it is like a giant ship sailing through the turbulence of time and space, shuttling through the endless dimensional world, never stopping, never getting tired, every time you fall asleep and wake up, it is an alternation, and it has a huge impact on the entire universe and all life.

Many powerful plane travelers, legendary mages, and sages will subconsciously raise a question after learning of His existence......

Where exactly does He, Shiloh, the representative of the will of the universe, the One and Only Majesty, God upon God, sleep, and why does he sleep?

The former question was easy to answer, for He never tried to hide it!

Shiloh slept and floated in the turbulence of time and space, shuttling through the endless dimensional worlds, and perhaps at some point, these plane travelers had come into contact with Him, but no being could perceive Him, let alone understand Him!

It's a huge gulf in the level of life, like an ant that doesn't know it's crawling on top of a sleeping giant.

The latter doubt is an absolute taboo, a core secret that the gods cannot touch and peep into, and it is related to the special relationship between Shiloh and the origin of the universe, which is the representative of every cosmic will in the multiverse, and the realm that can only be known to every supreme majesty.

And now, He is showing signs of awakening because he finally feels a kind!

Yes, the same level, with a life comparable to oneself, appeared!

From that dragon roar, Shiloh heard that he was in a critical period, a node that was about to transform to the same height as him, and Shiloh did not have any destruction or thoughts about this, only joy!

Finally......

He didn't even wait to wake up completely, so he separated a faint shadow and radiated out from this layered space, and at this moment, in the majestic Pantheon, in the huge and boundless circular sequence of the divine seat, the streamer fell one by one like a suddenly twinkling star, and every ray of light flashed, there must be a true god coming out of it, and in less than a moment, each divine seat ushered in its master!

Gods with different forms and attributes!

No matter what turmoil was going on within the gods, when they came here, facing the empty supreme seat in the center, they were ready to bow in the direction of the emptiness as usual, as they always did, to show their humility and reverence.

However, just as the gods were about to salute, an ordinary and heroic young man appeared on the highest chair, a pair of indescribable eyes swept over the gods, and in an instant, incomparably hot and real love began to fill every inch of the Pantheon......

Passionate, curious, and smiling......

"Your Highnesses, we meet again, how long have I slept this time?"

The actions of the gods froze, and a god in the form of an old human man was about to step forward to answer, Ohm, the alien god who was appreciated by Shiloh and leaped from a mortal to a patron god of His Highness, and claimed to be the most faithful servant of Shiloh, could not wait to answer earnestly: "One thousand six hundred and seventeen, Your Highness Xià!"

"Oh!" the young man nodded, and then naturally yawned with his stretched mouth, "I didn't get enough sleep...... Alright, your Highnesses, feel free, I'll go out to meet a new friend!"

Friend?

That's a fresh and interesting description.