Chapter 342: Godhead

"I ...... I am...... It's ......"

The boy opened his eyes, his eyes full of confusion. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Suddenly, his eyes lit up with a blazing light, and he completely regained his clarity: "I'm Wu Xin!" ”

The boy finally remembers his identity.

One is the god of magic who buried the age of the gods, and the other is an ordinary teenager in reality...... Two figures, which are supposed to be parallel lines that would not normally intersect, begin to overlap at this moment.

No wonder......

Wu Xin's eyes flickered, and he understood a lot of things at this time.

He had observed a fantasy world countless times in his dreams, and he had been troubled by this dream for many years, and it turned out that he was born in this fantasy world.

In my heart, an incomparably complex emotion swelled up.

He knew how many coincidences he was able to return to this world again.

In fact, the probability of success of that reincarnation technique was even less than one in a thousand, but the magical boy at that time was caught in a mortal situation, and he had to fight to the death.

Even if he succeeded in betting on the small probability of one in a thousand, if there was no illusion ring, I am afraid that Wu Xin would only spend his life as an ordinary human being.

Decades later, Wu Xin has become a piece of loess, and his existence will still disappear at that time.

Obtained the Phantom Ring and became a Beyond. What's even more coincidental is that the ancestor of Ming Haiyuan actually obtained a broken space in this world, and it happened to still have the arrangement left by Wu Xin's previous life.

As a result, all the small probability events came together, as if there was an invisible hand behind the scenes.

Wow!

Suddenly, the starry sky became brighter, and the stars were shining brightly.

The next moment, I saw that all the light converged into one point.

Airplanes......

The space rippled like water waves.

In the midst of this intense light, a crystal as clear as a diamond emerged.

The surface of this crystal emitted a colorful glow, and the chaotic aura circulated inside.

Thundered~

As soon as Pu appeared, it was like a giant whale coming out of the water and crushing the void.

Seeing this scene, Wu Xin's eyes couldn't help but flash a strange look.

That's the godhead of the former god of magic.

However, the seemingly amazing scene, Wu Xin noticed a trace of abnormality.

This godhead is already "dead".

Even if it is a dead veteran, even if the body has decayed, the evil spirit that has been tempered by galloping in the war will not dissipate so easily.

"Huh?"

Wu Xin's body stiffened suddenly.

In the True Spirit Space, that mysterious figure felt the existence of the Godhead and suddenly opened its eyes.

Then, one step out is to come to the real space.

"What is this?"

Wu Xin saw this illusory figure, and his pupils suddenly shrank, it was a face exactly the same as him.

At this time, Wu Xin already knew the origin of this phantom, which was the true spirit left by him in his previous life.

In fact, this is not the first time that this true spirit has appeared.

Once in the world of Resident Evil, in that raccoon city, he was attacked by the Survivors and fell into a coma in a critical situation. When he woke up, he was out of the woods, and it was this true spirit that began to be revived.

Only now has all this been revealed.

At this time, the attention that needed to be changed was completely absorbed by the godhead, and there was a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.

Then, he reached out and touched the godhead.

At that moment, the phantom turned its head and glanced at Wu Xin with a complicated look.

Soon, a look of determination was revealed.

Syllable!

With a soft sound, this phantom dissipated like smoke and dust, turning into countless crystalline fine sands and merging into this godhead.

Wu Xin looked at this scene, and felt a little blocked in his heart.

The two of them were one, and Wu Xin could feel the emotions of this phantom.

Despite the wonderful situation of the past life and the present life, after all, the former magical boy will never come back.

But soon, Wu Xin was attracted by the change in this godhead.

Wow~

With the return of that bit of true spirit, the godhead that had died reappeared, and on the surface, lines of light appeared, densely packed, like an incomparably mysterious magic array, a mysterious aura flowing.

At that moment, it was obviously just a small crystal, and Wu Xin seemed to see a world.

Knock, knock, knock......

It was like a powerful beating of the heart.

At this moment, Wu Xin's consciousness was suddenly taken uncontrollably into the sea of spiritual consciousness.

In the Sea of Spiritual Consciousness, the Tree of Strength in the center seemed to have been affected by the resurrection of the Godhead and had undergone a change.

Endless brilliance blooms.

Buzz Buzz Buzz ......

The entire mental space trembled violently.

Shout!

That godhead flashed in place, and the next moment, it appeared in Wu Xin's sea of spiritual consciousness.

The Godhead and the Tree of Power resonated strongly from a distance.

Gradually, transparent silk threads connected the two, and the naked eye could see that the brilliance of this tree of power dimmed little by little, and along these silk threads, the tree of power became the nourishment for the revival of the godhead.

Finally, the tree of power became almost transparent, snapped, and turned into countless crystal quicksand and poured towards the godhead.

When the Tree of Power vanished, the breath of the Godhead was completely restored.

Wow –

It is like a sun rising, and the dazzling light emits out, illuminating the entire spiritual space.

This light seems to have a strange power, and under the light, the spiritual space strangely settles down. It's like returning to your mother's arms, a warm feeling.

Then, the godhead moved slowly, and finally took the place of the original Tree of Power.

Boom –

For a moment, a force like a tide burst out.

"Ahh

Wu Xin opened his mouth, his body curled up, and let out a suppressed low roar, and countless pores on his body surface burst out with thousands of millimeters.

At this time, just like a spring silkworm spinning silk, these rays of light wrapped around Wu Xin's body layer by layer, and finally formed a light cocoon.

The light cocoon is quietly suspended in this cosmic starry sky, and the surface is shining brightly, as if new life is brewing......

And when Wu Xin was undergoing some kind of unknown transformation, this palace complex, which no one had set foot in for many years, suddenly became lively.

In an area on the edge of the palace complex, the space distorted abruptly, and then a series of figures appeared.

The crowd was noisy, and it was the adventurers who rushed to see the ruins and hear the news.

At this time, a small group of five people also mixed in with the crowd.

The old man and the girl, the composition of this small group is extremely strange, which has aroused the concern of many adventurers.

Of course, the situation of this ruin is unknown now, and these adventurers will not rashly make trouble for themselves at this time.

However, no one noticed that as soon as these five people appeared, one of them, the girl who seemed to be like an iceberg, seemed to sense something, and suddenly raised her head, her eyes were ethereal, as if she had penetrated the void. (To be continued.) )