Blood and white, black and dark gold, the four colors of light are strangled in pairs. But strangely, the light that was supposed to shine through the sky did not have the effect it should, and it seemed that no one was aware of this epic battle in the depths of the forest.

It should be said that the content involved in this battle is too mystical to be understood from the perspective of ordinary people, so it is manifested as invisible in the senses. It's like ants can't understand the concept of height, so height doesn't exist for them.

“...... You...... Lose......" Heimang realized. The Chaos Universe began to devour the rune circle, and the black air flow was about to completely swallow it.

“...... No...... You...... It's ......"

However, a dark golden light emerged from the chaos, forming a field of order that tore through the chaos, and endless fragments of the void collapsed, and even space could not withstand their struggle.

In this great battle, which is completely beyond the scope of mortal comprehension, the black light consciousness and the dark gold consciousness are getting weaker and weaker. They were nothing more than remnants of consciousness attached to this drop of blood, and although they were supported by a blood moon and a white circle, they could not sustain such a terrifying battle for too long.

Up to now, the support of external forces is useless, after thousands of years, these two consciousnesses, even if they are terrifying, have been worn away by the years, and only a trace of lingering breath remains. When there is little difference in strength, the product is will and luck. After all, they don't have much time.

The usual change is not in both consciousness

And inside that drop of black blood, too, a sea change has taken place - the competition between the two consciousnesses is not only on the outside.

Under the guidance of Heimang's consciousness, an undercurrent surged in the outwardly quiet blood, and one by one the microscopic chaotic universes opened, giving birth to countless will fluctuations of destruction in the deepest part of the void. He wants to find the stronghold of the dark gold consciousness and destroy him. After all, the existence of these two consciousnesses is fundamentally in this inconspicuous drop of liquid.

Not to be outdone, the dark golden will was not to be outdone, and countless mystical runes appeared like the stars of the heavens, annihilating each other with the chaotic universe. Battles in the micro are even more dangerous than in the macro sense.

The thoughts, hearts, feelings, and cause and effect of the billions of beings in the Ganges sand are all known, which is called the power of God. Sumeru mustard seeds, 48,000 sentient beings in a cup of water, such as all kinds of cause and effect, with mustard seeds and vast. The contest between these two consciousnesses seems to have reached this god-like state.

This kind of battlefield has no distinction between big and small, it has transcended time, space and all cognition, and is a contest in another world.

In the process of the chaotic universe and the endless runes annihilating each other, the two major consciousnesses on the black blood are constantly wearing off. Gradually, both sides began to struggle and could not even convey their voices clearly.

“...... My Blood...... You...... You will lose ......" The black mang's consciousness roared, and in an instant, all the chaotic universe shrank to a point, and the darkness swallowed everything, and then a ray of light bloomed from it, which was the light of destruction formed by the reverse of the ultimate darkness.

“...... Hum ......" The light of destruction annihilated everything, and the dark gold consciousness snorted, as if it could not bear it, and it weakened rapidly in it, and was worn out in the blink of an eye.

And after the dark gold consciousness disappeared, the white circle array without guidance also dissipated into the air, and only the enchanting red light of the blood moon remained.

“...... Be...... I...... Victory ......" Hei Mang Consciousness said intermittently, after killing the Dark Gold Consciousness, he also ran out of oil and dried up, and he could barely hold on. Glancing at his state, he sighed, and this wisp of consciousness was about to be worn out.

“...... Not...... Fusion...... ......" After discovering that the power of his own power in the black blood showed the shape of the rune, the black mang consciousness sighed in some surprise, it was an unexpected thing. Looking at the strange power that outlined the shape in the black blood, for some reason, he had a strange feeling, and his intuition told him that it seemed that it was not just as simple as fusion.

But, there is no time left. After wearing out the dark gold consciousness, the black mang consciousness itself couldn't last long, and during this period, he still had important things to do. Although it felt a little strange about the power of those fusions, it was too late, and now was not the time to examine them carefully.

From the black consciousness, a new consciousness was stripped away, and compared to the two terrifying consciousnesses in the black blood, this strange consciousness was as small as dust and could be ignored.

This is the soul of the Shadow Scythe Demon, and as soon as the Dark Gold Consciousness appears, it is wrapped in the Black Mang Consciousness and carefully protected. And its body was not so lucky, and at the beginning of the decisive battle, it was destroyed at the cellular level by the aftermath of the battle between the two terrifying forces. To this day, the rough pixel red silhouette still floats in the air.

“...... Soul...... No problem...... Body ......," Heimang realized. The soul of the Shadow Scythe Demon instinctively closed itself when it encountered an irresistible force, and now it is completely unable to sense the outside world, but because it is protected by the Black Mang Consciousness, it is not a big problem.

“...... Body...... It's okay......" The black mang's consciousness swept over the red silhouette that could no longer be seen in its original form, trembling slightly, and the light on the black blood flashed, floating up and fusing with the flesh and blood of the shadow sickle demon that turned into a silhouette.

The sound of flesh growth appeared, and countless dense blood vessels extended from the black blood, which continued to elongate in the air, extending more slender branches, constantly combining to form a complex vein, covering the entire silhouette. It looked as if the rough silhouette had been transformed into an internal anatomy of a creature.

When all the blood vessels have grown and the structure has ceased to change, a strong suction force appears at the end of the blood vessels, swallowing the scattered blood mist into the inside of the blood vessels.

Silently, the blood mist swallowed begins to have real blood flow in the blood vessels, and then there is the sound of flesh growth, and in the corresponding places of the blood vessels, the heart and other tissues begin to take shape.

“...... Skeleton...... Silicon...... Reinvent ...... "With the murmur of the black mang's consciousness, the earth began to surge, and the essence elements were extracted and injected into the flesh that had begun to grow. The white bones begin to take shape and grow......

Using the black blood and the shattered body of the Shadow Scythe Demon, the Black Mang Consciousness extracts various elements to reshape a more perfect **.

Eventually, when the internal structure was completed, the black mang's consciousness drew part of the blood to form a large cocoon outside the fragile visceral tissue, completely enveloping the newly formed **.

“...... Shadow Scythe ...... Weak...... It's okay......" Black Mang's consciousness murmured, his consciousness getting weaker and weaker.

“...... I...... Too weak...... Otherwise......"

“...... This can only be the case...... Remain...... Seed ......"

The Black Mang's consciousness poured the Shadow Scythe's soul into the cocoon, and his consciousness was already crumbling like a candle in the wind.

“...... You...... That is...... Shadow Slayer Scythe...... Next...... Emperor...... No...... Cause...... I...... Lose...... Look......"

“...... It's a pity ......"

A breeze blew, and the black mang's consciousness was annihilated. The cocoon was unsupported and fell quietly to the soft ground. There was silence in the black swamp, except for the faint chirping of insects from afar.

Inside the cocoon, new flesh and blood are still growing, and the power left by the black mang's consciousness is merging into this new body, and the process will be very long. Black energy slowly seeped into the growing flesh and blood, fusing perfectly with it. In this body, more and more powerful forces have been accumulated and sealed at the bottom.

However, at the same time as the Black Mang's consciousness dissipated, in the strange black rune that the Black Mang's consciousness thought was fused, a ray of dark golden light flashed silently, and then disappeared.

Then, the originally dusty black energy began to distort after coming into contact with these few black runes, and the dusty black energy began to distort into a new shape under the unknown power. New black runes were born out of it......

No one knew about these activities at the bottom of the newborn body, and perhaps if the Black Mang Consciousness could see this, he would be able to guess what was going on. But, now he has dissipated.

Maybe it's because you've been asleep for too many years, or maybe it's an oversight caused by a lack of time. Heimang Consciousness didn't seem to have thought about it at all: even if the dark gold consciousness was worn out, then even the power left after his consciousness dissipated was so much, where was the power of the dark gold consciousness that consumed less than him?

Seemingly, that's the answer......

After three months, a crack suddenly appeared on the dusty cocoon in the silent black swamp, and a gap opened in the black cocoon. A pure black demon with a three-point resemblance to a shadow scythe crawled out of the crack, stretching his muscles.

The limbs of this demon are slender and elegant, the structure of the body is similar to that of a feline but more symmetrical, the bones extending from the end of a slender tail form a waning moon-shaped sickle, and the pure white bone sickle is in stark contrast to the body without a single stray hair, and the overall appearance is almost perfect.

Demon Luo opened his eyes, and there was a circle of black runes slowly rotating around his blood-colored pupils, exuding an arrogant evil nature. It hadn't regained consciousness yet, so it was a little ignorant.

Now all it remembers is a black light coming out of the hole it dug, then it hurts, and then it remembers being unconscious, and it didn't come out of its sleep until now.

While it was asleep, only one voice was remembered.

“...... You...... That is...... Shadow Slayer Scythe...... Next...... Emperor...... No...... Cause...... I...... Lose...... Look......"

Is this the new name of the "Shadow Slayer Scythe"? It looked at its body, which was very different from before, and silently felt the various fragments that came to its mind, which were the inherited memories of the Demon Luo, recording the various talents and the use of demonic power of this race.

It had already received the inheritance memories of the Shadow Scythe Demon Clan before. And this newfound memory and talent definitely don't belong to the Shadow Scythe. So, it must have changed its body again while it was unconscious. Feeling this strange body, it finally came to this conclusion.

With a different body, not only has my temperament changed, but even my brain has become smarter.

Shadow Scythe, no, Shadow Slayer Scythe licked its paws with joy. The body shrank, the long, sharp tail sickle became shorter, the fur on the body began to turn gray, and even the eyes turned a green to a bluish color.

In a few breaths, an ordinary-looking Shadow Scythe Cub appeared in the Black Swamp.

"The new 'disguise' talent is very useful. ”

An ordinary-looking Shadow Scythe cub crawled out of the Black Swamp area and gracefully sneaked with the temperament of a superior who clearly did not match its appearance, and disappeared into the darkness......