The memories gradually regressed under the powerful power of the true spirit, and the memories that had been sealed awakened again. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing this scene in front of him, Artis instinctively woke up and found a common connection from his past experience.

"This area has been affected by unknown forces, and these emerging fragments do not know if they are real stories of the scene, or some illusory fragments of themselves. ”

Artis thought to himself.

Still, in his mind, he instinctively leaned toward these real scenes that had happened in the past. There is no basis for this, just a vague intuition of the future as a god.

He stood here for a long time, silently thinking.

In the past, when the place of rebirth suppressed the demon god who had fallen in the scene, he had obtained part of the memory of the other party, although it was incomplete, but it could also draw some clues from it.

In the world where the monster lived, there was a similar experience.

The Demon God was not a Demon God from the beginning, but it took a long time to get to that point.

In his memory, the demon god did not have any signs of destroying the world except that he was born with a six-armed royal family and was talented. It's just that after a long process, this demon god, like the protagonist of the previous story, took a long time to gradually unify the whole world.

Of course, if that's all there is to it, then this is just the birth of a new legend, and at most a child of the world, which is not uncommon in the countless worlds of the multiverse.

But at a critical moment, the story begins to shift, and he resolutely betrays his world and makes the same choice as the protagonist of the story in the previous picture, and destroys the world.

Betraying the world in the person of the Son of the World is a frightening thing in itself, and there is no power to stop it. Therefore, with his efforts, the vitality of the entire world was destroyed, the power of destruction encircled the world, and the power of the world's decay demonized all things, giving birth to demons. And after that, the power accumulated by the entire world was also plundered, and a demon god who was about to become eternal was achieved.

It's just that it seems that at the last moment, the Demon God failed to break through, and the entire existence was erased by the law of chaos in the underworld, leaving only the last remnant to fall to the Ardis Continent, giving birth to the later Demon Calamity.

After the fall of the Demon God, the world that had fallen into dead silence retained the last bit of life, and although most of the world fell into decay, it also survived until the arrival of Artis to redeem it.

Drip, drip!

A little thought echoed, and a little drop of water sounded in front of him, waking Artis up.

He looked ahead, and at some point, the thick weapons that had filled the surroundings gradually dissipated, and Artis looked ahead, and an aura that was incompatible with the overworld permeated the place.

Under the huge underground world, a huge crack appeared here, and in the crack, an aura that was incompatible with the world gradually spread out, dissipating in the surrounding space, and forming a thick mist further away.

A strange spatial fluctuation sounded, and the space here was extremely unstable, as if two different huge worlds were intertwined here.

And that's exactly what happened. Under the induction of Artis, under the cracks of the earth, a strange world power lurked silently below, without the fluctuation of the power of the ordinary world, and seemed to fall into a dead silence.

Looking at this scene, Artis frowned: "What a strange fluctuation, obviously the power of the world still exists, but it seems to have fallen into a state of dead silence, what is the situation?"

The world consciousness is composed of the consciousness of all living beings in the world, and under normal circumstances, as long as there are living beings in the world, it will not fall into a dead silence completely.

But this world is different, obviously the power of the world still exists, but the world consciousness has fallen into a dead silence.

He stood where he was, thought for a moment, and did not move forward.

Just in place, as the light bloomed, a pure soul accompanied by colorful light appeared, and part of his divine soul was thrown into the gap in front of him.

Then, on the spot, Artis closed his eyes, and the true spirit fully awakened, following the connection with the divine soul, sensing the scene of that world with all his might.

Hazy! Dead silence!

This is the only thing Artis feels about this world.

After the distraction followed the passage to this world, the scenery on the other side came into his mind.

It was a dead world, and after the arrival of Artis, the terrifying power of the law emerged, entangled in his soul, and wiped out his power.

This is the instinctive protection of the world, and the laws of different worlds cannot be exactly the same, so if outsiders are not well disguised, they will be slowly worn out by the laws of the world.

This is a coast, and through the vision of the soul, Artis can clearly observe the three different moons in the sky, spreading the clear moonlight.

And as the power of the law continued to wrap around his body, he was also rapidly analyzing the world.

"This world, although the laws are different, but the general environment formed is the same, suitable for the reproduction of living beings, but the fluctuations of the world's power are very strange, and it seems to have fallen into a period of sleep. ”

A streamer of light swept through the sky, and the figure of Artis quickly appeared on the ground, rushing forward.

The scenery in front of him continued to draw into his field of vision, and his power was rapidly draining as time passed.

"We must quickly find a body to cling to in this world, or the power of this distraction will soon be exhausted. ”

He surveyed the distant ground and hurried towards the location of the life he sensed.

However, after he had been on the march for a long time, Artis felt that something was wrong.

"Something is wrong, at my speed, why hasn't it been so long since I walked through this area?"

He instinctively sensed that something was wrong, and in the depths of this distraction, the golden divine soul flickered, and the power within it exploded.

"Broken!"

The divine power exploded, and a trace of ripples flashed in the surrounding space, as if it was under tremendous pressure, forcibly distorting this piece of space.

A trace of mist rose and disappeared around it, intertwined with divine power, constantly dissolving, and finally broke the void.

Artis only felt that the vision in front of him was clear, and the original awkward feeling disappeared.

"I'm running out of power!"

His heart sank, and he felt the consumption on his body, and he couldn't help but speed up.

It seems that because of the consumption of too much power in the previous outburst, this distraction of Artis gradually faded, and it is about to collapse under the influence of the laws of the world.

However, on the eve of the imminent collapse, in the induction of Artis, life finally appeared in front of him.

It seems that this place was a battlefield before, and the smell of decaying corpses roamed around, but among this pile of corpses, there was still a faint trace of life.

Following this induction, Artis looked to the side, a middle-aged man who was seriously injured and had fallen unconscious, and his body was covered with blood.

His face was cold and pale, and the blood sacrifice on his body had dried up. If it weren't for Artis sensing that he still had a trace of life, I'm afraid that anyone who came would have thought it was a corpse.

For Artis, this was a good candidate for possession, but at this time, his strength had been exhausted and was about to collapse, even if he used this last bit of strength to forcibly occupy this body, I am afraid that he would still not be able to live.

After all, this is a body that is seriously injured and dying, even if Artis occupies it, in the case of insufficient strength, the result is still the same.

Faced with this situation, Artis only hesitated and made a decisive choice.

"You're cheap..."

In an instant, most of Artis's body collapsed, turning into pure divine power and pouring into the middle-aged man, devoting the last of most of his power to healing his broken body. Then he pointed lightly, and before the distraction collapsed, the seeds of faith that turned the last of his power into faith were planted in his mind.

Once this seed is planted, it will inevitably slowly influence the man's will, making him a fanatical believer in Artis.

After doing this, the distraction collapsed directly, leaving no trace.

And in the underworld, Artis slowly opened his eyes, and a pair of golden eyes looked ahead.

The abyss in front of him remained unchanged, and a trace of aura poured out from within, spreading to the entire underworld.

"The seeds have been planted, and it depends on the future to see how far they can go. ”

He looked ahead and thought, then looked up, and in his senses, a faint hint of qi was getting closer and closer.

"Now, there are more important things to do. ”