Suddenly, the color of blood spread across the map, and the speed was extremely fast, almost in the space of a breath, covering the area covered by the points of light, causing those spots of light to gradually change color—

It was originally just pure light, but now it is stained with blood, releasing a bloody glow, and has a peculiar rhythm that continues to expand outward.

"What does it feel like?" Emilia was the first to feel this strange rhythm fluctuation, and at the first moment, she gave birth to a sense of trance, as if part of her consciousness and thoughts were driven by this rhythm and left her.

However, this feeling was very subtle, and it didn't last long, and in a flash, she regained consciousness, and couldn't help muttering in her heart, but when she fell on the map again, she was surprised to find that little by little blood-colored brilliance was constantly drifting out of the map, forming ripples and spreading around.

The room couldn't shut down the ripples, and Emilia could only watch the blood-colored ripples pass through herself, through the furnishings in the room, and finally through the walls, doors and windows, radiating out to the outside world.

The blood-colored ripples expanded rapidly, and as soon as they left that room, they accelerated and spread out in all directions, as fast as lightning, and in an instant!

However, this kind of radiation spread is not irregular, purposeless, in the dark, it is restrained and guided by a force, and the spread of blood-colored brilliance, like the map in that room, only expands within the territory with blood-colored brilliance, and in a few seconds, it spreads to this vast land.

Although this is only the territory and sphere of influence of a country in Angsaland, as the hegemon of the world today, the veritable empire on which the sun never sets, the territory and colonies of this country have long been spread all over the world. Maps related to this country occupy almost more than a third of the world's land.

Moreover, the rest of the places are either dense jungles and forbidden areas of civilization, or desert steppes, civilized deserts, and few civilized countries exist, so the number of people in these lands in Angesaland control. The degree of civilization development, industrial level, and so on, can be said to be the highest in the world, representing the imprint and trajectory of this era, and is the real essence of the world!

Now, the people of this essence land, after one after another blood-colored ripples swept around them, they were all in a trance. Immediately after, a wisp of thought was drawn from their bodies, passed through the shackles of time and space, and converged to a point in the void.

Thousands, millions, tens of millions, hundreds of millions of people. Their thoughts gathered together, even if each strand of thought was tiny, but such a huge number of them gathered together was very impressive. Soon a vast cloud of thought light gathered, releasing light in the void, like an artificial sun.

This sun shines brightly. There was also a little bit of blood-colored brilliance.

As thoughts from all directions continued to gather, the blood color in this light gradually became richer, condensed in the most central place, and finally turned into a vague symbol, emitting a lot of information fluctuations, as if there was some mystery hidden.

At the same time, there is a chance that additional consciousness will slowly drift in, and the source is the newly established Samir Kingdom in the place of convergence, this kingdom has a small population and little wealth, but the inhabitants living in it are staunch believers in the gods, and their consciousness seems to have undergone special polishing and tempering, and they are extraordinarily tenacious and firm, so their addition makes the framework of this glorious will more tenacious and stable.

In the end, this light ball shone brightly, and this light was like a bayonet, directly breaking through the void barrier, and under the guidance of a will, it came to the historical void!

This will belongs to Sun Dao.

It turned out that the map was left by Sun Dao to Amilia, and it contained a wisp of his will, similar to the advent holy relics given to believers by the gods, and some of the structures in it, Sun Dao even referred to and borrowed the structure of the holy artifact-

This kind of strange object that can prolong the life of the user and treat injuries can be said to be full of mystery for Sun Dao in the past, but for him now, there is no secret at all, just a sweep of his mind, most of the mysteries have been explored, but there is still a little core place, shrouded by complex encryption, even if the differential machine is used, it cannot be quickly cracked, because it involves technology that does not belong to this world.

Once it is completely cracked, Sun Dao can perfectly copy and reproduce the holy weapon, and even now, by replacing the core technology and finding an alternative method, he can also complete the reproduction and transformation of the holy weapon.

This map is such a product, but the effect is different from the Hallows, not used to heal Emilia, after all, as a reserve knight, she also has imitation Hallows, and there is no lack of healing ability, so the role of the map has been transferred to other aspects, through the royal blood, absorb the thoughts of all the people under the rule of the kingdom!

Don't underestimate this ability, because the kingdom seems to be the hegemon of the world, so the idea of the people of this country does not represent a single country, but the essence of this world, and it involves a wide range of things, including everything, whether it is people's livelihood, military, economy, or trade, finance, religion, everything, it is a microcosm of the whole world, and it is real, not false, nor a fragment of the past, nor a projection of the future.

Right now!

What this ball of consciousness manifests is the present, the present!

Breaking the barrier of time and space and coming to the historical void, this ball of light immediately flew in one direction, where it was the battlefield where Sun Dao and the gods of the past were in a stalemate, and the rule forces of the two sides did not give in to each other, devouring and wandering each other.

In the past, the gods relied on their profound accumulation and unique past, and faintly occupied the home advantage, while Sun Dao relied on his own flexibility, as well as the advantage of clear consciousness, plus the huge computing power released by the difference machine.

However, the situation of equal strength will soon come to an end.

That ball of brilliance flew in a hurry, but as soon as it arrived on the battlefield, it immediately divided thousands of rays of light and merged into the regular silk thread controlled by Sun Dao!

In the next second, the threads were rapidly transforming, becoming more and more crystal clear, and as if they had come to life.

In the past, although the silk thread continued to burst out of the past information, but it was wrapped with a cold, stiff dead air, but after the light attached to it, the silk thread was crystal clear, showing a lively atmosphere, a little more popularity, a little more activity, and the rules contained in it have also changed, more substantial, stable, and more indescribable charm.

This kind of charm quickly made the rule power of Sun Dao's side swell rapidly, almost a few breaths, and the strength and weakness became clear again, but the difference was that it was Sun Dao who gained the advantage this time!

"What's going on? The god of the past, the incarnation of the stars, was suddenly suppressed? In the consciousness of that god, the King of the Night, who was already a little confused and began to fall into the whirlpool of consciousness, woke up in an instant, and a strong sense of crisis appeared in his heart, and after noticing the change in the battle situation, he was even more shocked and surprised, but then he found out what the problem was, "This is...... In his offensive, there are more things, more rules, and full of life, which is the breath of ...... 'now'! ”

Soon, he saw a blood-colored symbol beside Sun Dao again, vague and uncertain, constantly changing, condensed into a mark, but obviously lacked a lot of structure, so it was not stable, but even so, the information revealed in the mark was amazing enough.

"Now the imprint? How did he condense the current imprint again? Before, they were all using the past mark to release the rules, and the god of the old days was also relying on the past mark to launch an offensive, and suddenly one more mark was added to one side, and the balance of confrontation and stalemate was about to be broken! ”

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy the Night King became, but then he discovered a few more details.

"His current mark is not stable, and the information leaked out of it carries a strong Anglo-Sarand mark and traces, so it is, so it is, so it is, the overlord of the world, of course, represents the current time period, even if it is not comprehensive, but temporarily condenses a current mark, the problem is still not big, this may be his hole card, miscalculated, miscalculated! Now, the situation is complicated, I must be ready to escape, even if the original identity of the old god is amazing, but after all, he has fallen, only instinct is left, and it is not long to recover, it is okay to deal with one of the past marks, but it is not enough to deal with two! ”

As soon as he thought of this, the Night King had already made a decision, and the consciousness that belonged to him began to condense rapidly, condensing inside the old god, and he who had been completely integrated into the god's body, this re-condensation immediately shook the foundation of the god.

Click!

In the sound of shattering, many cracks began to appear on the various patterns spread on the surface of the god's body, and the past marks inspired by the forehead also began to crumble, as if they could fall at any time.

At the same time, Sun Dao's offensive on the opposite side became more and more ferocious, wave after wave, and countless regular silk threads spread over, combining and intertwining with each other, and with the support of a large amount of computing power, the momentum was like a bamboo.

In contrast, the silk thread of rules controlled by the god of the past is losing and retreating, and it is difficult to support, and the entire battle situation can be said to be clear.

Click! Click! Click!

In a series of shattering sounds, many regular silk threads broke and shattered, turning into fragments scattered one by one, and finally they were blown away by a gust of wind.

This wind was driven by the regular silk threads around Sun Dao, and after completely breaking through the resistance, these silk threads were wound up to form a huge tornado, like an awl, spinning and stabbing out, directly through the old gods! (To be continued.) )

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