In the vast Divine Domain, an ancient World Tree was constantly swaying its branches, and in the surroundings, the terrifying power of faith was permeating the area. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Artis stood here, looking at the pure white power of faith around him, feeling the countless threads of faith faintly connected, and smiled silently.

For him, whether it is his nature or a real crisis, he will not choose this choice.

At this moment, he thought of the time when he was ignorant at the beginning.

It's not as an old tree, but as a sapling that hasn't fully grown yet.

The boundless darkness enveloped his vision and perception, obscuring his soul, and around him, a boundless aura of terror permeated the surroundings, constantly threatening his growth.

At that time, even if he had a godhead, because of the exhaustion of his power and the infinite malicious erosion of the polluted world around him, his life was always shrouded in darkness and could only grow with difficulty.

I don't know how long it was, but one day, the forest was set on fire and burned everything around it.

Only his body, because of God's protection, has always sustained life despite its weakness and pain.

This scene was inadvertently seen by a group of migrating primitives, who later became the gods of the tribe and accepted their worship.

Wisps of faith from the heart gradually fell, blessed to Artis, and then through the godhead, back to the surroundings, protecting these primitive tribes.

God's covenant with man was thus established.

Nearly a thousand years later, generation after generation, countless believers prayed silently under his body, pinning their hearts and souls on him, until the faith accumulated by the entire tribe for nearly a thousand years awakened Artis.

This is the cause and effect of salvation and sustenance, which even the gods cannot ignore.

His head gradually lowered, and in his mind, countless threads of faith echoed, and countless believers were praying, waiting for his instructions and responses.

He sighed, answering their prayers in his mind through the thread of faith.

Believers do not break the contract and make offerings to the gods devoutly, and as gods, they naturally cannot turn their backs on their believers.

This is not only a contract, but also a cause and effect, and perhaps those true gods can ignore it, but Artis cannot.

For Artis, the divine power he has obtained now, in the final analysis, is actually the support of believers, if he turns his back on believers, then this huge cause and effect will backfire, even with his current strength, it is absolutely unbearable.

Silently determined, he looked at the two children beside him and smiled at them.

The void began to rise and fall, and in the depths of this universe, wisps of the laws of order began to emerge, driving the laws of chaos.

At this moment, whether it was the Ardis Continent, the Underworld, or other regions, a grand, warm voice sounded in the hearts of all the believers of Ardis.

In the churches of the Adisian Empire, Granma, dressed in papal robes, appears in front of many sacrifices.

"The oracle has been given and all the faithful have begun to pray. ”

The Underworld.

Whether it was the dark elves or the gray dwarves, at this time, around the underground cities, a whole prayer sounded.

Ancient gods

You are the sky, you are the earth, you are all beings, you are the tree of the world.

Merciful God, you are the God of nature,

For the sake of the stability of the world, you will spread your divine power to all living beings

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The sound of grand and solemn prayers resounded in all corners of the Overworld, gradually converging into a torrent that gradually seduced the laws of the underworld.

In the void, feeling all this, Artis slowly closed his eyes.

His entire body vanished, and then a huge World Ancient Tree gradually emerged, standing in the void, seducing the immeasurable power of faith.

Under his inducement, the huge power of faith seemed to cause something to change, and in the entire universe, the fluctuations of the law were ringing.

The Void Turbulence continued to fluctuate, bursts of storm swelled, and the Great Universe Consciousness emerged and began to pay attention to this place.

The laws were constantly linked, slowly emerging on the body of the ancient tree.

And inside the body of the ancient tree, Artis's consciousness jumped violently, and the divine power originally accumulated in his body exploded, attracting the power of the Eight Laws.

The power of the terrifying law poured down, tightly wrapping around the body of the World Tree. In the void, countless thunderbolts and meteors and fire rains emerged, reflecting the void into colorful shapes.

The terrifying aura gradually spread, and in an instant, the aura of the ancient tree of the world continued to rise, from the peak of the sixth level, and after reaching the limit of the sixth level, it jumped again, and the terrifying aura escaped, blowing a boundless storm in the void.

"It's almost the limit. Within the World Tree, Artis's will echoed, flashing through his thoughts.

He looked at the godhead of fate within himself.

"The Godhead is something born after the condensation of the power of the true God, and each complete Godhead represents the fall of a true Godhead. ”

"If I absorb this complete destiny godhead at this time, with my accumulation, I am afraid that I will be able to directly possess a power that is not inferior to that of the seventh level. ”

"But if this is the case, I'm afraid I won't even be able to ignite the divine fire, and without the eternal source of my own condensation, I can only be regarded as a false god at best, and I can't cope with this crisis at all. ”

"Moreover, the power of fate is not the path I have chosen. ”

He slowly looked away, gradually condensing to a godhead that appeared illusory and revealed the mysteries of endless nature.

The condensation of the Godhead requires enough divinity, and at this time, Artis has accumulated enough natural divinity, and only one last step is left, using the divinity as an introduction to ignite the divine fire, and the godhead can be truly condensed.

The power of the laws of the outside world continued to condense, and when the aura reached a peak, Artis's consciousness gradually fell silent, and through this moment of transformation, he was connected to the law of chaos in the underworld.

The pure soul slowly came to a chaotic world full of primordial laws, and countless knowledge of the laws infected his true spirit, pulling him madly.

In an instant, the ocean of laws he fell into was constantly improving.

However, for all this, Artis's heart had no sorrow or joy, but silently resisted the ubiquitous traction here, and melted into the consciousness of the Great Chaos.

The chaotic world is the foundation of all universes and the birthplace of the multiverse. All universes draw the power of origin from chaos and slowly cause the universe to grow.

Only by contacting the chaotic world at the bottom of the multiverse, carving one's own mark on the law world, and juxtaposing one's own existence with the law, can it be regarded as true eternity. Since then, not only has he lost the limit of his lifespan, but even if he falls, he can be reborn from the seal of the law and make a comeback after accumulating enough strength.