Huge stone pillars and stones are intertwined to form a myriad of strange shapes. It looks like it was all made of uncarved rough stone, but the huge stone henge gives it a sense of majesty that surpasses any fine architecture.

It seems to have stood here for thousands of years, and the slightly damp rock surface can clearly see the traces of age. Some unnamed flowers and plants curiously emerged from the cracks in the boulders, looking at the uninvited guest who had broken the silence of the place.

Ulysses walked among these strange and huge stones, and every step was incomparably firm, without the slightest wavering.

He wants to get the secret treasure hidden in this Stonehenge, he wants to be the winner of this gem war, and he wants to revive the golden figure that guards him with his own hands.

This will not allow anyone to stand in the way, and he is no longer the same person he used to be. In order to realize this wish, he has stepped into the deeper depths of the darkness, and he has long been unable to see the direction of return.

There was no need to go back again, because it was his own choice.

"Sand!" there was a subtle flow in the air, and as Ulysses advanced, the entire ancient Stonehenge began to change, no longer lifeless.

Tiny grains of sand fell from the weather-beaten boulders, and as if time had been unsealed, the ancient Stonehenge was waking up step by step.

Neither Yusha nor Chris had really penetrated into this ancient Stonehenge before. During these thousands of years, Ulysses was the first outsider to enter Stonehenge during the War of Gems.

I don't know why, I am obviously an intruder, a looter who wants to take away the secret treasure guarded by this Stonehenge, but when Ulysses walks in this ancient Stonehenge, there is an incredible sense of familiarity.

It was the first time he had felt since he came to a distant land, a landscape that he should have never seen before. But every grass and tree here, and the position of each stone gave him a soft feeling.

Legend has it that hundreds of years ago, there was once an ancient country that had a similar Stonehenge. However, in the long history of this great ruin, only a few boulders remain, and the entire ruin has been lost in the long river of time.

Compared with the Stonehenge that disappeared into the long river of history, this Stonehenge is undoubtedly very well preserved, although there are traces of time, but not a single boulder has really been weathered into sandstone.

It naturally coexisted with the garden of the two trees, watching the flowers on the ground bloom again and again, watching the twin trees that watched over each other in the distant place fade their old leaves again and again, and grow new branches and leaves again in the breath of spring.

It has existed for a long time, and the people of the southern land have forgotten its existence. Because when the Twin Tree Garden was completed, this ancient Stonehenge was placed in the Twin Tree Garden as a treasure among the treasures.

Among the treasures in the collection of the Twin Tree Garden, it is an exceptionally special existence with an extraordinary special significance. Therefore, the most powerful of the three treasures was placed in the deepest part of this Stonehenge, and it automatically attracted the attention of Yusha and Chris and the ancient god-level demons.

It's just that none of them really went deep into this ancient Stonehenge, so they didn't really feel the power of Stonehenge contained in it.

During the battle between Ulysses and Rainsand, the surrounding ground was blasted into a basin, but the ancient Stonehenge remained unscathed, as it was guarded by immense power.

"This is the smell of ......," Ulysses paused for the first time, as he finally sensed the nature of some power that lurked in this ancient Stonehenge.

It was none other than the dream bird with whom he had an intimate relationship, the unique breath of the faith totem of the southern land—the infinite vitality of the power.

This endless force, which makes all life appear alive and never withered, belongs only to her in this world - the immortal bird Phinicos.

As if to affirm Ulysses' answer, the nameless flowers and plants that grew in the cracks of Stonehenge began to grow wildly with an unstoppable momentum, as if time had been sped up a thousand times.

The process of budding, stretching the foliage, flowering, fruiting, and the process that ordinary plants take a whole year or even years to complete, only takes a few minutes in this ancient Stonehenge.

What's even more incredible is that in this process, these crazy flowers and trees did not harm those vicissitudes of life, but naturally grew along the shape of these boulders, and finally became the most beautiful companion of these boulders full of traces of time.

In less than five minutes, the inner circle of Stonehenge becomes a large colorful garden. Countless flowers and trees whose names are known and unknown to Ulysses thrive here, showing their most beautiful side.

Then a light fell, the light of the sun in the sky, as if to welcome Ulysses to the ground, and through the tiny gaps between the leaves, golden rays of light brought the warmest temperature to the plants in the dense forest.

The change did not end there, the power from the immortal bird Phinicos continued to change the ancient Stonehenge, as if he knew that it was his little lover who came here, turning this too ancient world into a large magical forest.

Soon, the towering trees appeared, the tall weeds appeared, and the emerald vines wrapped around the boulders stretched their bodies, drooping one small flower after another, beckoning to Ulysses.

It is impossible to describe the miracle of the immortal Phinicos, although she is not here, it is as if Ulysses saw a huge golden red wing wave, and then the whole world changed.

This Stonehenge came to life, and the crystal dew on the weeds shone with jewel-like dazzling colors as the golden sun set from the sky.

Everything is growing, everything is exuding vitality, and the immortal bird Phinicos has completely transformed this Stonehenge, giving it life, and making the darkness and coldness in Ulysses's heart disappear a little unconsciously.

There was no doubt that he would gain more power by letting the cold and darkness erode him, but that power was dangerous, and even without Mira reminding him, Ulysses knew that the darkness in his eyes was growing with each passing day.

That is the price of gaining power, the more he goes deeper into the dark ladder, touching the infinite dark void, the part that belongs to him will be less and less, and the part that belongs to the "demon king" will be more and more.

This is not damage, but an inevitable phenomenon that occurs when the strength is increased by a very high magnitude. He wasn't the Void Lord born out of the golden ocean like Astaroth, nor was he the Angel of Dawn like Lucifer who once stood at the right hand of the Creator God.

Before he obtained Astaroth's Book of Demon Kings, he was just an ordinary human boy who longed for a priest. Suddenly gaining the power to surpass himself, he was confused and doubted more than once.

He had repented piously in the church, for his power that should not have appeared, for his lost direction.

In the end, he still chose the path of the Demon King, which was destined to be a path full of thorns and dangers. Even Aya, who is the Demon of the Book of Demon Kings, can't predict how far he will go, because his power has long surpassed her imagination.

Astarrot, Lucifer, Lord of Death, Beruda, all four different demon king forces chose him, and his own path seemed so fragile in comparison, and finally fell apart in front of the powerful demon king's path.

Perhaps, from the beginning he had no choice.

Perhaps, from the time he got the Book of Demon Kings from Astaroth, he was destined to go down this path.

However, he did have moments when he couldn't choose his own direction, and he was lost in the path of the priest and the path of the demon king.

It is probably because of this that he saw him like that, dressed in white, who has become a priest, who represents his bright side.

If he hadn't obtained the Book of Demon Kings from Astaroth, maybe he would have become such a priest. When he saw himself dressed in white, Ulysses had such a premonition.

Perhaps, not so powerful.

Perhaps, it will not always be so calm, as if the world is in the palm of your hand.

However, that is the future after he follows his ideal path, puts on the white clothes that represent the priest, and quietly becomes the priest of his dreams somewhere.

When you are not working, you can come to this place that resembles an ancient Stonehenge to see the starry sky that you can't get tired of seeing, and take a little white guy to count the stars together.

In the lazy chirping of the little white guy, spend the ordinary and pleasant time of the day after day.

There are no opponents that must be defeated, there is no mission that must be completed, everything is simple and ordinary. It doesn't matter if there is only one person, there will always be countless secrets in this ancient starry sky waiting to be observed and recorded.

"If that's the case, how nice it would be......" Ulysses stopped at some point, looking at the way the boulders were placed in the area that was becoming more and more familiar.

The sinking feeling was gone, and although his strength had grown unimaginably faster in that state, he could also vaguely sense that he was losing something important.

That was the price he had to pay for gaining power, and the more he entered that darkness, the stronger he became, but the fewer human feelings he had.

Now he's going there too early, too early. His steps were too fast, more than his mental capacity could bear. In order to bring Yulia back, he put too much pressure on himself, and before he knew it, there was already a huge distortion.

Just now watching Yusha die in front of him, the darkness became even bigger, distorted, and easily ate his reason, and then tortured and killed the three monsters, and even Cris, who was blocking him, became the object of venting his anger.

If she hadn't finally come to her senses, I'm afraid she would have been cut into countless pieces by Black Wing.

Relentless, cold, and immense darkness overlay him, affecting him, making him forget even what he was meant to be.

The power of the immortal bird Phinecols, who remained here, seemed to perceive the great darkness in his heart at this moment, and exhausted all his strength to show him the beauty of life.

"Thank you. Looking at the beautiful forest in front of him, Ulysses could feel the gentle smell of the immortal bird Phinicos, just as she embraced him inclusively.

I always feel that there is a similar atmosphere to Binghuang's mother in her, although the attributes of the two are completely different, they are so gentle and doting when they hold him.

It was great for him to meet them.

"Black Wing. Ulysses, who had stopped, unfurled his legacy from Lucifer again, seven identical black swords resting silently beside his fallen angel wings.

Compared to when they tortured and killed those three ancient god-level demons, these seven black swords were a little less tyrannical, but a little more agile.

"It's okay, not to the point where you can't control it. Now Ulysses clearly knows how terrible the darkness in his heart is, and unceremoniously said that if he allows this dark power to dominate his body and mind, he will be the terrifying demon king in this world legend.

Although he could gain great power in a short period of time, his sanity would probably disappear completely.

This darkness will not hurt him, but it will only not hurt him and his apostles, and it will not be kind to the rest of this world.

If he allows this darkness to take over his body and mind, then the world will suffer unimaginable disasters. This is not a joke, the more he comes into contact with the power of Astarrot and Lucifer, the more Ulysses can feel the horror of that power.

It is impossible for this world to have that kind of power, because this seemingly vast world is as fragile as an eggshell that can be broken at the touch of a force of that level.

"It is I who control the darkness, not the darkness that controls me. Gently raising his fingertips, Ulysses's golden eyes were no longer filled with a cold murderous aura, but returned to their original depth and mystery.

Will a real demon king like Astarrot be murderous all day long? Will it be so cold that no one can approach it all day long?

No, the real Demon King will never be dominated by such simple emotions. Because they are strong enough, strong enough to change everything, even the laws of fate cannot control them, and even the supreme gods cannot control them.

can only kill, can't control their own ** life, that's just a low-level monster, and the strongest demon king is not a level of creature at all.

The real demon king is a strong man at the apex of all darkness, not a puppet dominated by the dark power. They themselves are above the laws of darkness, and can even master the laws of light, playing with the so-called rules in their hands.

If they wish, they can become God. According to Aya, it seems that a certain demon king who is proficient in soul power has done this kind of thing more than once, and has also disguised himself as an archangel to sneak into heaven and abduct the young angel beloved by the Supreme God.

"Good, that's right. Recovering from a near-out-of-control state, Ulysses truly woke up from the grief of losing the rain and sand.

It's not that he forgot about Yusha, but that he really engraved everything about her in his heart, making it clear what he was going to do and decide.

He's still going to move forward, but he's not running like he's lost his ability to think. He may be strong enough to get out of control like that, but if he continues, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Now he is the real him, he will feel pain, he will grieve the departure of the person he likes, and he will try to protect his important people.

Just now, he was just a monster dominated by the power of darkness.

In order to adjust his once-out state of mind, Ulysses' footsteps moved again, but instead of being in the same hurry as before, he had time to continue admiring the scenery around him.

It seems to feel the change in Ulysses, the air around him has become clearer, and the whole of Stonehenge is exuding surging vitality.

I don't know when, a small stream appeared in front of Ulysses, and all the flowers and trees around it would automatically avoid this stream, allowing this sparkling stream to flow happily.

As if to show Ulysses the way, the direction of the stream was the center of Stonehenge, where the Hollow Sword of the Dark Protoss' three artifacts was located.

The cool breeze carried the slightest drop of water and passed Ulysses, suppressing the green grass and a few unknown wildflowers on the side of the stream, and the bits of light that leaked from the shade of the trees overhead scattered on Ulysses and the creek, forming an alternation of light and shadow.

Eventually, Ulysses reached his destination, the center of Stonehenge, but the view was very different from what he had seen through his daughters' vision.

The once uninhabited ground turned into a lake, and in the milky white mist that slowly lingered, countless giant trees surrounded this beautiful lake like a jewel, as solemn as a guardian.

In the middle of the lake, there is a small piece of land that can hardly be called an island, because it is so small, only about ten meters in range.

In the center of the land, the sword, inlaid with silver-white snake scales and a somewhat twisted blade, stuck into the ground like that, as if waiting for someone to pull it out of there.

In the ripples of the clear water, the mysterious sword gives people a sense of fluctuation. It was there, but it didn't feel like it existed at all.

A golden sun butterfly flew lightly over the sword, and then tried to touch it with its wings.

Encountering no resistance, the golden wings passed through the sword as if through air, a marvelous phenomenon that provoked the curious little creature to try again and again, until he was sure that he could not touch it, and then flew back to Ulysses in a sullen manner.

"Sure enough. This result did not surprise Ulysses, because before the final battle began, the Gem Maidens had told all the participating heroes that every treasure was not easy to come by.

"The one who finds the three treasures, no matter how he collects them, will be the winner. ”

"The three treasures themselves have great power and guardians, and the hero and gem girl who can defeat the guardians and bring the three treasures back to the twin trees are the final victors. ”

"The winner will not only be eligible to control the Great Birth Quota of the Next Generation, but will also be able to take the most precious treasures from the Twin Tree Garden. ”

Thinking back to the rules he had known at the time, Ulysses determined the power of the treasure he had found.

That is "space", an extremely powerful and mysterious power that only a few legendary archmages in the entire history of mankind have mastered.

It's not as simple as destroying or shattering space, which can be easily done as long as you have enough power. The power that this sword showed to Ulysses was a higher-level use of the power of space, and it was a treasure that truly mastered the power of space.

No, maybe not at all, because Ulysses could feel the power that naturally emanated from this sword. It felt like he was part of some powerful creature, and he could often feel it when he was with Mother Ice Phoenix and the immortal Phinicos.

Does Mother Ice Phoenix have a Phantasm? Does Phinecols the Immortal Bird have a Phantasm? As far as Ulysses knows, the answer is no, because there is no need at all.

The mother ice phoenix can cause the heavens and the earth to change with a wave of her hand, and the immortal bird Finnicos can rejuvenate the earth and make all things grow with a wave of her wings. The realm they have reached does not need the support of any noble Phantasm, because they themselves are the source of power.

If I had to say it, they themselves were the concept of a treasure, and every feather and every drop of blood of them had the power of the treasure level. Compared to the strong human beings, they are born with unparalleled strength.

Dream Species, this is the name given to powerful beings like them, who are born to represent the source of some kind of law. In the early history of mankind, they were almost always regarded as the embodiment of gods, they were the protagonists of various myths and legends, and people personified them without authorization, and eventually became the beliefs of human beings themselves.

However, because of a large amount of contact with humans, the super monsters of the lower level have learned how to condense and use the treasure. For them, it's actually the process of turning a part of their body into a weapon or armor, which is not much more difficult than eating.

And for the truly highest-level fantasy species, the treasure is just something that humans stole from the dream of the wind fish, and they will not waste time condensing these things, because their own combat power is so strong that it surpasses almost all treasures.

Only a treasure that is fragmented from a world like the Sword of Obedience can pose a deadly threat to these fantasy species. In fact, the sword is not a treasure in the normal human concept at all, it is the exclusive divine sword of the demigod hero king who only has two-thirds of the blood of the gods and one-third of the blood of the heroes.

Now Ulysses, he can clearly distinguish that the sword is not a treasure in the human concept, but a part of a certain fantasy species.

The silver-white snake scales contained a powerful spatial power. The power was so powerful that the sword just silently stuck there, creating a distorted space and placing itself in it.

For Ulysses, this was not an unsolvable problem, and he had at least three or more ways to take the sword.

However, it is clear that things cannot be so simple, because there must be "guardians" here.

As if in response to Ulysses' conjecture, the stream that had appeared around Ulysses began to meander its way into the tranquil lake.

Then, the crystal clear brook began to change color, turning a silvery white with an icy and mysterious color.

"Ding!" the empty sword in the center of the lake began to let out a crisp trembling sound, and then suddenly disintegrated into countless debris and merged into the silver-white stream of water.

The whole lake began to tremble violently, and then countless starlights fell from the sky, shining in the silver-white water.

"Are you coming?" Ulysses' golden eyes became quiet and deep, the abyssal sin judgment eye turned red, and countless golden runes emanated from the sword.

"Gah!" a large silver-white snake about hundreds of meters long turned out, and then stared at Ulysses with its cold eyes.

The body of this big snake is incomparably smooth, and the silver-white scale armor gives people an indestructible feeling, which is not simply "solid", but is endowed with a higher concept of defense.

Obviously, this is the guardian of the sword, or rather, it is the sword itself. When Ulysses set foot in the deepest part of Stonehenge, it finally awoke from its slumber.

However, to Ulysses's strange thing, the silver-white serpent, which clearly possessed great power, looked at him with no eyes like an enemy.

It was a look that had finally awakened from a long slumber and had found something surprising.

The eyes were so passionate, so loyal, and so loving that Ulysses could vaguely guess who the owner of the eyes was.

It can't be helped, because he is so familiar with this look.

"Helen?" Ulysses said the serpent's name, as the silver-white eyes were filled with emotion that was about to cry.

Yes, it was Helen's peculiar look, and although it was not known why she had suddenly appeared here, and in such an incarnation form, Ulysses would never forget that look, because it was the look of his beloved daughter.

"Gah!" the huge silver snake curled up in merry, and then rushed towards Ulysses desperately. The closer he got, the more Ulysses felt the breath of his own First Apostle.

That's right, this is Helen, his daughter.

However, compared to the last time I saw her, the symptoms of the out-of-control burst of energy on her body had disappeared without a trace. On the other hand, she has acquired a new form.

The silver-white body showed extraordinary strength, and the four heavenly holy spirits were neatly embedded in the head, each emitting more stable fluctuations than before.

Despite not being in human form, Ulysses could feel the familiar smell emanating from Helen at the moment. She seemed to be tempted to say something to him, but couldn't speak human language.

As a result, she appeared a little restless, and then her whole body suddenly wrapped around Ulysses's body.

What is it like to be entangled in a giant snake hundreds of meters, Ulysses thinks that it is better for ordinary humans not to try, because it is very dangerous, very dangerous.

Helen, who failed to grasp the power, almost used this affectionate action to entangle her father, the future Demon King, and fainted. The size gap between the two sides can be said to be completely reversed, and it is a hundredfold reversal.

Helen was so anxious that she bit her tail and looked unusually troubled.

Obviously, she was not used to her new body at all, and although it had more strength, she still liked the body that could be obediently held in Ulysses' arms and coquettish to him.

She doesn't like the current body of the big snake, not at all, even if this is her "original body", the transformation that appeared after a mutation on the way to chase her father.

As a weapon, she originally had the ability to transform, but it was an ability that would only appear if the power in her body was liberated to a higher stage, but that accidental change greatly accelerated the process and allowed her to enter this stage in advance.

And this change everything appeared and there were some fragments of memory, something she didn't like at all. That's the truth about when this world was born, what she is.

The Serpent of the Sky, that was her real name before she died, one of the ancient beings that existed in this world.

Once upon a time, two giant snakes tried to change the world and create a new one. Because the world they live in is shrinking, and the source of magic in the whole world is also decreasing.

For this reason, a large number of fantasy species have had to go into permanent sleep, as the world no longer allows them to continue to move their gigantic bodies.

In order to solve this dilemma, the sisters, who were the leaders of many fantasy species at that time, implemented a plan called "Heaven and Earth Creation".

However, in that creation of heaven and earth they failed, and they failed completely. My sister's body became a part of the continent and could no longer wake up from a long slumber, while my sister completely collapsed, escaping only the most core fragments, and even her memories completely collapsed and disappeared into the world.

However, they will not die, and even if it takes tens of millions of years, they will slowly recover.

The Earth Serpent has created a large number of her own clans, incarnating a part of the earth to await the prosperity of her descendants, and she will only wake up from her slumber when the strength of the local snake's bloodline reaches a certain height.

The remnants of the Serpent's power split into two parts, the shattered body and will sealed into the experimental world created by heaven and earth, and the most important core part fell into the deep sea.

That part of the core is on the verge of despair, and even the part of the memory has disappeared, but compared to the other part that still has a vague will, this is the true core of the Heavenly Serpent, the power used to create heaven and earth.

How long it will take to be resurrected, the Heavenly Serpent, who has borne most of the consequences of the failure of the creation of heaven and earth, does not know, because she knows how serious her injuries are, and it is an injury that directly led to the collapse of the origin.

For countless years, this core has been obtained by humans and by the Seven Wings, but no one has been able to discover the true power of this core, and only uses it as the core that gathers the four elements.

Of course that's wrong, even if the consciousness has collapsed, this is still the core of the Heavenly Serpent, a unique fragment of the whole world. The core of this world's highest-level fantasy species is a treasure that is enough to create an entire world.

Until one day, a little demon from another world finally discovered this core and transplanted the blood of the demon king named Astarrot, and this core that originally belonged to the Celestial Serpent was finally born with a new life form.

Her name is Helen, and she is the first apostle belonging to the demon king Ulysses.

She has an entire unfinished world in her body, and her body is the embodiment of the concept of the world, so she can ignore any attacks below her own level. No power in this world can hurt her as long as she wants to.

What she holds is not "defense", but "the world". What she has is not "strength", but "concept", an invincible body that no one in this world can hurt.

If it weren't for the fact that the newborn body couldn't be completely "isolated", she could swallow all the attacks on herself, and she wouldn't even move half a minute.

"Ah...... Dad ...... "Although I tried very hard, I still couldn't use this Helen, who was supposed to be her original body, looked at Ulysses pitifully, and couldn't see the shadow of the celestial serpent at the apex of the dream seed in this world.

"It's okay, there's no rush. Ulysses touched Helen's head, and although her appearance had changed a lot, Helen was still Helen, his lovely and somewhat messy daughter.

But the more gentle Ulysses was, the more anxious Helen became, and she flicked her tail and easily cut the ground around her into countless pieces.

This is the power of space, her essential power.

Then, Helen suddenly found that she still had a way to communicate with her father, and she happily flicked her tail, cut the space quickly and efficiently, and then made a huge silver-white book in front of Ulysses.

It was a book of space, a product formed by gathering the power of space, a book that allowed her to write freely.

One silver text after another slowly emerged in the book, which was Helen's heart, her full love for her father.

"Dad, I'm coming for you. ”

"Dad, don't hate me. ”

"Dad, I don't like the way it is. ”

"Dad, I'll find a way to change back in time. ”

One after another large characters appeared in the silver-white space book, which was Helen's somewhat uneasy but joyful heart.

(To be continued)