At night, in the royal palace of the city of Artis, Artis looked at the outside world, sensed the aura around him, and frowned a little. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In his senses, in the world at this time, it seems that as time passes, little changes are taking place.

I don't know when this change began, but it is expanding little by little, from the initial need to be fully sensed to the present day, even if you don't go out of your way to feel it.

It was a sense of oppression from the world, a sense that gradually conveyed from the consciousness of the world through the part of the world personality that he occupied. With urgency, and a strong sense of crisis.

It seems that at this time in the world, there are threats that are constantly expanding, slowly eroding, and even the world consciousness has begun to instinctively rise up a sense of crisis, thus constantly bringing a sense of urgency.

This urgency cannot be understood by ordinary people, but it can be clearly felt by those of them who have the personality of the world. The greater the person, the stronger the strength, and the clearer the sense.

If you let those who are extremely weak and have low strength feel it, at most they will only feel that something is wrong, that they are a little urgent, and they will not be able to understand the essence of it.

But for Artis, it can directly see through the essence.

"Is it the Demon God consciousness that escaped last time that is growing?" the thought flashed through his mind.

A few years ago, during the battle that decided the fate of the Northern Regions, the ancestral god Yingdeli fought with the god of nature, but at the critical moment, he was eroded by the consciousness of the demon god and turned into the carrier of the consciousness of the demon god, and he didn't know where he had gone.

But from that moment on, the sense of urgency that kept coming from all around me from the world grew heavier and heavier.

This kind of conscription also indicates that the erosion of the world is constantly expanding, and it is about to explode beyond suppression. Therefore, under the instinct of the world, they began to urge these people with the destiny of heaven to decide the final winner as soon as possible and decide the son of the world.

Thoughts began to boil through his mind, and then, as the details of that time were recalled again, Artis suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"Yes. At that time, the state of that ancestral god was actually wrong at the beginning. ”

The thought flashed through his mind, and then a little realization gradually rose.

"Originally, no matter how powerful the demon god was during his lifetime, after all, he had fallen, and he had been severely suppressed by the world consciousness in the world, it was still almost impossible to erode a fifth-level ancestral god like that, or even take the opportunity to take away that part of the world personality. ”

"The only possibility is that the ancestral god itself is wrong, and he has already been manipulated. ”

"Even, this kind of arrangement, maybe it started before the ancestral god was alive. ”

He thought of the kind of wrongness he had felt when he had learned the information.

The ancestor of the Duchy of Indeli, Zarmad, was a prince of the royal court hundreds of years ago, and brought 3,000 knights to the northern region where it was desolate and full of monsters to establish a state. According to legend, Zarmad was born heroic, fought all the way in the Northern Regions, expelled the demonic beasts that were originally everywhere on the earth, and even single-handedly beheaded a three-headed demon wolf of the catastrophe level, whose strength far surpassed that of the Sky Knight.

For this, Artis also used to have doubts.

Because of the lack of vindictive spirit.

In the multiverse, there are actually differences between various systems. Not only the origin, but also the time.

In this world, although the transcendent system of fighting spirit was born. But maybe because of time or limitations, the fighting spirit is far from being able to make people practice to the limit, and the highest can only make people cultivate to the level of a third-level Sky Knight.

At this level, in fact, it is already very good.

In the information and understanding that Artis has obtained from the inheritance of the Godhead, in the multiverse, countless systems stand side by side, but among them, there are very few who can make people cultivate and break through to the first level, and there are very few who can truly master the extraordinary power, and those who can cultivate to the third level are even more cherished, and in the previous life, they were at least the first level of national treasures.

But at this level, in the face of a fourth-level demonic beast spawned by a demon god close to the immortal realm, it is still far from enough, only the part of being abused.

As far as Artis knew, the only exception in this world was the royal ancestral god, the savior of the last century, Chrisia.

According to Artis's speculation, if the other party can save the world, there must be at least a sixth level. Only at this level can we be qualified to interfere with the salvation of the world, or even save the world from danger.

But this is an exception. It is the result of being born as a child of fate at the critical moment of the world's demise, and the result of all the world's source power being infused, is not replicable at all.

Therefore, the fact that Zarmad, the ancestor of Indeli, could do it, really made Artis puzzled for a while.

"Now it seems that I am afraid that I was simply targeted by the remnant soul of the demon god that was lurking at that time, and even the three-headed demon wolf may have been specially arranged, just to wait for this moment. ”

He thought of the three-headed demon wolf that Zarmad had incarnated after being demonized by the demon god's consciousness, and he couldn't help but affirm this speculation in his heart.

"According to this level of omen, in a few decades at most, the world consciousness will be irrepressible. ”

After a while, he felt the power of the world that surrounded him all the time, with a certain sense of urgency, and thought silently.

At the same time, as this idea gradually rose, in his body, the true spirit that was originally latent suddenly jumped, and between the Qingguang Dasheng, it seemed to be deducing frantically with some kind of strange power.

As the light emerged, a scene began to emerge gradually.

On the vast land of ancient times, a bit of immortal demonic nature filled the world, breaking through the blockade of the world and descending directly on the earth.

Under the influence of this immortal essence, the scenery on the earth began to change. The earth turned into an abyss, and the creatures were demonized, turning into demonic beasts, and then attacking everywhere, turning the earth into a bloody color.

Blood and fire filled the air, and when the world completely lost its vitality, the original living world began to change with it, turning into a huge abyssal world. The little bit of world origin that was originally accumulated was completely plundered and turned into food, resurrecting the originally fallen demon god again.

The next moment, the scene was interrupted, and the clear light gradually disappeared, obviously unable to continue the deduction.

Sensing the results of the deduction, Artis was silent, and then looked to the south, in the direction of the royal court.

"I guess you can sense it too, so you can't wait to unify the whole world to face the next crisis. ”

He muttered to himself, a little gold flashing in his eyes.

And in the void, as time passed, the two pillars of heaven that were far apart began to gradually approach.