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This is supposed to be the chaotic world of Ogaz, but it gives Lear a very different feeling than he imagined. Lewen

There was no nerve-bursting resentment, madness, killing, chaos, hunger, not even the slightest negativity, which left Lear, who was ready to take it all the time, a little dazed.

He could only feel the gray wind, or something more subtle but real than the wind, indescribable, but he could feel the things licking his skin and the ends of his hair through his body.

He could feel the terrifying energy fluctuations contained in the latent matter flowing around him, not any of the wind, fire, water and earth, nor light and darkness or spirit, just as he could not distinguish the energy form composition of the order, he knew that it was chaos, but he didn't know why it was chaos.

There is no doubt that these disordered substances that are free around him contain extremely pure and terrifying energy, they are everywhere, endless, and never stop without any concrete properties and meanings, but if you look closely, it seems that a special hidden rule can be drawn from them.

It's just that if this kind of rule exists, it is completely impossible to capture, indescribable, or even truly experience, unlike when he is outside, he will be counterattacked if he comes into contact, and when he really enters the chaotic world, those ubiquitous chaotic breaths seem to accept his existence.

But whenever he concentrates on capturing the disordered matter around him or trying to comprehend the mysteries of it, he immediately finds that he has lost all of his senses, that is, he is in a space that does not exist, and then there is nothing around him.

Lear somewhat regretted his recklessness, even though he hadn't felt any danger until now, but his intuition told him that things might be much more difficult than he thought.

The reason for this intuition is that the longer his spirit wanders in this chaotic world, the weaker his perception of his own existence becomes, which means that not only has he failed to capture the laws of chaos, but has been constantly assimilated in the process.

Unlike the persecution, fear, or fighting spirit that arises in the face of those powerful enemies, and the maximum potential in his heart is stimulated by the immediate danger, the more this seemingly dangerous environment is actually the greatest danger he has ever experienced, because Lear knows in his heart that the only result of continuing like this is that he will become a part of the chaos, and in the end he will not even be able to preserve his self-consciousness.

"There must be some kind of rule, or some kind of core, that dictates the workings of the world. ”

Lear thought so, and then tried to let his ideology drift forward, fortunately, although the disordered matter around him was dense and viscous, it was not repulsive to him, although the speed was slow like a snail crawling, but Lear could really feel the material space around him constantly shifting in subtle changes.

I don't know how long it took, there was no reference, Lear wasn't even sure if he had moved a meter or a thousand meters, but he stopped when he felt a noticeable change in the energy fluctuations around him.

The familiar feeling is the same as when he first faced Yasha, although at that time he licked his face and gritted his teeth and dared to play the look of a scoundrel prodigal son in front of Yasha, but in fact, it is impossible to deny the fact that when Yasha's divine thoughts appeared directly in front of him, the feeling of being small and humble to the dust occupied his heart for the first time.

The same is true now.

Lear has faced many strong people, legendary demigods or directly god clones, they all exude all kinds of aggressive and powerful aura, some are magic ripples, some are the purest power, and some are directly laws, but compared to these chaotic substances presented in front of him, there is only one feeling, that is, insignificance.

And compared to the chaotic energies before, the place he is in now is obviously different, it is difficult to describe the feeling, not that these energies have changed in their perception, or that they are finally beginning to reveal the true face of Ogas, in fact, Lear also guessed this at first.

He subconsciously always felt that there was a core affecting the operation of this chaotic law, or the remnant will of Ogas, and even fought hard for it, but when he appeared in this space, he did feel some kind of existence, but it was not a subjective consciousness or any form of ideology.

The fluctuations of chaotic energy were more active, viscous and heavy, and the feeling of being able to feel the implicit law from the beginning was obviously much stronger, but it was still not strong enough for Lear to grasp.

The feeling of them wandering around Lear, fleeting, tangible and yet more elusive, pained Lear, like a lame man on the verge of starvation who suddenly encounters a roast pig in the middle of nowhere, but when he tries his best to climb closer, the roast pig suddenly grows wings, and while flying around him, the tantalizing smell of roasted meat, laughs at the cripple's incompetence......

"I have to ......go one step further" It only took Lear less than a second to make this decision, even if he could clearly feel that his ideology was beginning to blur in this position, and even from the beginning to the present, a part of his spiritual power had dissipated forever in the endless chaos, but he also knew that there was no way back.

Further on, a storm of particles appeared, the chaotic energy matter was no longer a disorderly flow, and Lear could feel the storm whirlpools frantically shuttling in front of him, and even if he was just getting closer, there was a dangerous feeling that his soul was going to be pulled to pieces.

At this time, the unyielding part of his personality turned out to be his only support, and the more he was wiped out without a place to be buried, the more Lear wanted to go to that unknown world to see what was there, and in fact he had no second choice.

The most painful thing about navigating through the storm is not the ideological pull of those energy vortices, but the fact that Lear has to muster up 120,000 spirits to maintain control of his own existence.

There were already some extremely terrifying negative emotions that began to hit his spirit, maybe it was the remnants of Ogaz, the indescribable chaos could easily burst anyone's heart, if Lear could see his body now, then he would find that the red blood was constantly flowing from his ears, nose, mouth and eyes, and at the same time his heart was beating so fast that he was about to break free from his chest, the pores of his whole body were open, and large beads of sweat mixed with blood continued to emerge from any place that could break through, he had become a bloody man。

"Not ...... enough"

Lear struggled to break free from the pull of a particle vortex, compared to the fact that he had just entered the chaotic world, the ideology had shrunk to only one-third of the scale of before, and his self-consciousness was becoming more and more blurred, if it weren't for the wisp of obsession in his heart still insisting, he would already be a part of the trillions of chaos.

The only thing to be thankful for is that, apart from the most dangerous particle vortex devouring spirit, Lear is not actually attacked by many negative emotions, and the madness, chaos, and hatred that belong to Ogas seem to have become part of the chaotic world just like him, and only when he is caught in the particle vortex, will frantically pour into his spirit, but will not actively attack him.

This discovery made Lear have a conjecture that could not be bolder to think that Ogas is not the creator and master of the Law of Chaos, from a lower point of view, Ogas only mastered the Law of Chaos and was able to use it, otherwise it would be impossible for these subordinate power attributes to be lost in the chaotic world.

When you think of the main forces of Ugaz, it turns out that chaos, hatred, hunger, greed, and destruction are all gradual divisions of chaos, but none of them are chaos itself.

The same is true for Asha, although she is called the Dragon God of Order, Lear has never seen Asa use the real law of order, she deduced the seven magic systems from the order, and gave each power to an elemental dragon to help manage the world, so it can be guessed that Asha is not actually the creator of the law of order.

Although Ogas and Yasha are both primordial dragons, where did the cosmic eggs that gave birth come from? Before Ogas and Yasha, when the Yashan universe was not a Yashan universe, did this world already exist the division of order and chaos?

The answer is yes!

After an unknown number of years of evolution, the law of order and chaos has derived the egg of the universe, and as twin siblings Yasha and Ogas have perfectly inherited the law of order and chaos respectively, the conflict of origin has made them destined to share the position of heaven at the beginning of their birth, but they are not the creators of the original law!

This discovery made Lear tremble violently even as an existence as a spiritual ideology, because it meant that his previous guess was correct! He could reach the core of order and the law of chaos at the same time, and in time, he could even reach the same heights as Ogas and Yasha!

Not swelling in the excitement, Lear quickly forced himself to calm down, for the simple reason that even if he saw an incomparably bright future, the road in front of him was still full of thorns.

Far from it, this exciting discovery could not help him get through the current crisis, the particle storm was still continuing and becoming more and more intense, and his spiritual consciousness was also dying and depleting at a rapid rate, even if he knew that he already had such an opportunity, and even the power of chaos was now in front of him, how to comprehend and capture it still did not have a clue.

"Go further!"

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