An ancient tree stood in front of it, swaying its branches and leaves with the wind. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Underneath the ancient tree, a god-like young man was looking at him, his eyes warm and kind.

I don't know when, Auge opened his eyes quietly, looked at the young man in the distance in a daze, and an inexplicable throbbing rose in his heart.

Obviously, judging from the other party's appearance, the age of the place should not be older than him, or even much younger than him, but in Og's heart, a throbbing was born from this, as if he had seen the kindest person.

"Who are you?" he looked deeply at the other and asked the other.

But looking at his appearance, the young man opposite didn't react, just stood there quietly and looked at him.

After a long time, looking at Og's eyes with a blank look, Artis let out a slight sigh: "Haven't you woken up yet?"

"I'm waiting for someone to come here and find me. His expression was calm, and he stood quietly under the old tree, looking at the figure in the distance of Oog.

"And then, here you are. ”

Og was stunned for a moment, and he didn't understand what Artis meant, but an inexplicable premonition rose up in his heart, and a thought arose: the person the other party was waiting for was him.

The thought made Og a little confused, and some instinctive excitement rose.

In fact, it's not just Artis who has been waiting for someone, but deep down in Og's heart, he is looking for some people.

"Deep slumber, to this point, Ogsha, in front of me, do you want to do this?"

Looking at Og's dazed look, Artis shook his head and directly called out the other party's name.

Ogur was powerless at this point.

The name of Ogsha kept ringing in his ears as Ardis called out his name, as if calling for something.

Around him, the huge force of fate that had originally accompanied him suddenly began to vibrate, faintly ushering in a peak, as if it was portending something.

Hollowness gradually appeared in Og's eyes, constantly expanding, with a little bit of extremely pure gold, purer and rarer than any godborn.

"Yes, that's my name. He pondered in his heart, and then a realization suddenly came to his mind, and he was somewhat relieved.

Thinking of this key, his body seemed to have undergone a sublimation. Although he was still wearing the shabby adventure outfit, the divinity above the mortal dust on his body became more and more obvious, and the marks on his forehead began to intertwine, turning into a complex and mysterious mysterious texture, revealing the mystery and power of fate.

His countenance did not change, but it seemed that he had experienced endless time in an instant, becoming extremely handsome and vicissitudes, with an extreme purity.

"Father. His expression calmed down, and he looked at the young man in front of him again, finally revealing a gesture that was familiar to Artis.

Looking at his appearance, Artis finally smiled: "Welcome back." ”

The rain was still falling outside, wetting the ground.

In the midst of this heavy rain, two teenagers with somewhat similar faces walked here, not at all surprised by the harsh environment, and kept walking towards the front.

Artis and Ogsha walked quietly in the city, feeling this node of fate, and neither spoke.

With their current strength, the external environment can no longer affect them, as long as they are willing in their hearts, let alone just an ordinary heavy rain, even if they are in the hottest magma flow, they will definitely not be able to contaminate their bodies in the slightest.

"My main body is still in other universes, and only this doppelganger is here to preemptively lay out the layout. ”

Walking on the road, Artis suddenly spoke: "A few years ago, the pulse of fate changed, and through the corner of fate, I knew that you would come here to see me in the future, so I came to wait for you in advance." ”

"You must have expected all this. ”

Ogsha nodded, confirming Artis' guess.

As the reincarnation of the former god of fate, no one can compare to him in the attainments of the way of fate, even if he has obtained the gift of Artis, who has been gifted by the other party.

In the past, he didn't feel anything when he was weak, but in the eyes of Artis now, the original god of fate is undoubtedly extremely terrifying, and it is very likely that he has reached the limit of level seven in the path of fate, and he is only one foot away from reaching level eight.

Although Artis has now reached the eighth level, after all, the path is different, and in terms of the attainment of fate, it is still impossible to be the opponent of the original god of fate.

Thinking of this, Artis looked at Ogsha.

Under the gaze of Artis, the power of fate in Ogsha's body continued to rise and fall, in harmony with his body and mind, without some jerkiness.

If you feel it carefully, Ogsha in front of him is like the end and origin of fate, a light from fate and beyond fate continues to rise in his body, with an eternal meaning.

This is the result of the other party's lack of concealment, if Ogsha wants to cover up, with the power of the clone of Artis, although he can still see through something, he will be blocked by the power of fate, and he will not be able to see the deepest trajectory.

Looking at all this, Artis let out a sigh again: "It's already level seven." ”

His heartfelt sigh, the fluctuation of Ogsha's body, and the pure eternal brilliance, were undoubtedly the eternal calling, and the kind of eternity that truly relied on one's own achievements, not a false god.

Despite being the reincarnation of the god of fate, this talent still made Artis sigh.

"Father, you were promoted first, and after breaking this level, it will naturally be much easier for our descendants to break it again, at least than it was for you at the beginning. ”

"Moreover, the legacy of my predecessors has not been completely exhausted to me, which also puts me one step ahead of my brother and takes the lead to this point. ”

Ogsha looked at Artis quietly: "Father, I should have sensed it, my brother is not far from this step, although it is much slower than me, but the most critical step has been taken, and it is only a matter of time before I get eternity." ”

Artis was silent, a little speechless, but also a little relieved.

"The slaughter of living beings by the Son of Slaughter, although it will cause disgust in the main plane, is also an essential part of the way of killing. For thousands of years, the killings and storms caused by the Killing Divine Descendants in the main plane can finally be counted on the head of the elder brother, although the sins are heavy, but the killing power accumulated behind these boundless killings is also the most critical asset, enough to help him take that step. ”

Ogsha was still talking, talking to Artis as he walked towards the front.

"For us father and son, this main plane has nothing to remember in the first place, and it was also caused by persecution to stay for this universe to defend against the demon gods, and in the final analysis, it is still for the sake of believers and descendants. ”

Artis's face was flat, and he couldn't see joy or anger, and said at this time: "In the final analysis, the death and death of living beings in this universe have nothing to do with us. ”

"What really matters is the cause and effect of the universe and us. ”

"We have grown up in this universe, from weak to strong, and everything that has been spent in it is to bear the blessings of this universe, and the connection that arises from this is the key to our stay here today. ”

Artis raised his head and looked at the unknown sky above him: "The favor I have endured, the killings and sins caused by Olaris along the way, and the results of your continuous absorption of the power of the world on the main plane... ”

"I understand. The expression on Ogsha's face did not change, and he nodded quietly: "So even now, we have not abandoned this universe. Sooner or later, the entanglements of the past must be settled. ”

"And the battle that will determine the final outcome of this universe is about to begin. ”

Ogsha said this quietly, and then there was no word.

Looking at his appearance, Artis turned to look at him sideways, and asked in his tone: "Can you sense exactly how long?"

Ogsha shook his head, silent but determined.

"The future is constantly changing, and every moment there are countless fragments of fate that I observe, but are always in flux. ”

He stretched out his hand, and a wisp of the power of fate appeared in his hand, slowly condensing into the shape of a raindrop, merging into the surrounding heaven and earth.

"When it comes to our level, especially a being like you, Father, who has traveled far on the eternal path, my prophecy cannot be completely accurate. But an approximate time can still be induced. ”

"But this time, the power of fate has no effect, and there is a huge shadow hanging behind it, far stronger than mine. ”

He looked at Artis with a serious expression: "The only thing I can perceive is that the key to this change is in you, father, and the other. ”

"One of the three supreme demon gods?" Artis asked rhetorically.

With the power he knew, in this main plane, the only people who were qualified to be his opponents were the three supreme demon gods.

"No, not really. To Artis' surprise, Ogsha shook his head affirmatively, rejecting his speculation.

"Although the Supreme Three Demon Gods are powerful, purely in terms of strength, they can already compete with some eighth-level powerhouses, but they are far from being comparable to you, my father. ”

"What is really terrifying is the black hand behind the three demon gods, that is your real opponent father, even with your current strength, father, I am afraid that it is not as good as you. ”

"The black hand behind you?" Artis was stunned for a moment, as if he hadn't thought of this key, maybe he actually thought of it, but it was still in speculation and doubt, far less certain than Ogsha's.

"Are you sure?"

He looked at Ogsha, looked at him with gentle eyes, and asked.

However, although it was a question, his tone was very affirmative, as if he had confirmed that the guess was true.