After twenty years of signing in to the mysterious world, I have become omniscient and omnipotent

The Monarch Square is more than seventy meters high, just like the throne room in the courtyard of the ancient gods. After all,

Emperor Arifa has a complete mythical creature personality and has inherited the legacy of the White Emperor. Although he was briefly at a disadvantage, he can continue to As time goes by, it is gradually being pulled back, but many personalities contaminated by the 'ultimate fear' do not feel happy.

On the contrary, the atmosphere is still a bit solemn.

"Master Christian was held back. The other party was using the power of the"Stars". Could it be that he was the speaker of the"Hermitage of Laws"? Or Loloyas, the Daughter of the Stars, but there is no reason for them to participate in the 'Kingdom' becoming a god."

"That's right, that's right, after all, 'Stars' itself has encountered a lot of trouble."

"Then who is this angel of the 'stars' path?"

"There is also the eldest prince. His 'rights' have dimmed. He must have encountered something unexpected. He no longer needs to count on it."

"Lord Dosolun, we can no longer let that girl Vina continue. Although theoretically speaking, it is impossible for her to win over us, but behind her, she has the support of the Crimson Goddess."

"That's right, that's right."

One of the three kings, Black King Dosolun, laid his eyes on Emperor Arifa and showed a weird smile,"Crown of King Power, Crolet, what do you think we should do?"

Emperor Arifa, who was sitting on the pure white table, suddenly twisted his head, revealing a weird and horrifying smile.

"Are you...asking me?"

When other personalities saw this scene, they also became active.

"This feeling, one of the three kings, Lord Crollette, the crown of kings, has finally returned to his throne."

"Although Emperor Arifa's true self persisted for four hundred years, he could not resist the call of the 'original' and chose to embrace chaos."

"At this moment we are truly whole,"

"That's right, that's right."

The figure of the black king Dosolun also appeared sideways, clasping his right hand on his chest and making corresponding etiquette,"Of course, you are the self, the body, the crown, and the main consciousness, as long as you choose to embrace it.' Original', of course we must obey your will, after all, we have always been the same person."

Emperor Arifa, no, it should be said to be the crown of kingship, Crolet.

The smile on his lips became even more distorted. He first looked down at the people who were descending to Shanhu, and then stared at the noble characteristics of the 'right' path that was being pulled in front of him.

"Please ask that existence to take action, there is no need to delay it any longer," the black king Dosolun was stunned.

Even he did not expect that after his self-consciousness was contaminated by the ultimate fear, he would make such a choice,"K Mr. Rolet, is this too urgent? Why don't you let me go?"

Crollett, the crown of royal power, shook his head,

"Vina has the support of the 'Crimson' Pope. This majesty has a vocation, and there is a high probability that he will just watch and not take action, waiting for the result, but what if it happens?"

"And behind this girl, there are obviously not only the righteous gods, but also other unknown hidden forces."

"The flicker of starlight blocking Christian's path proves this;"

"Who can be sure whether other mythical creatures from the 'angel' level will step in and block you too?"

"Moreover, if you leave, and I am in the middle of the ceremony of becoming a god, without your protection, if an 'angel' attacks here, then we can declare failure, and our daughter will also be..."Kingdom becomes a god," the black king Dosolun is still a little entangled.

This is not like his character.

However, that existence is too sensitive. He hates the six gods, especially dusk and miracles. Among them, he is obsessed with 'dusk'. The hatred is the strongest. If He comes, it is very likely that He will be descended from God in advance.

""So," after a moment of hesitation, the black king Dosolun finally agreed,"call that existence, let all this end quickly, and then embrace the great original’！"

……

……

In Luo Yin's factory, among the thrones,

Duke Dylan was currently looking at the spiritual world. The battle between Starlight and Law fell into deep shock. He could not imagine that a battle between extremely high-ranking people could actually be possible. So terrifying, their own paths and the concepts they symbolize have even had an impact on reality, such as the stars becoming brighter, the seriousness of the law becoming more obvious, etc.,

"If it were a battle between gods, it would probably cause eternal and irreversible damage to a continent."For the first time, Duke Dylan had a deep awe of the gods.

You don't have to believe in the kindness of the gods, but you must definitely believe in the power of the gods.

At this moment, a figure appeared next to him, laughing. The voice also came,"There are two coming, one is the eldest prince, who has a controllable incomplete mythical creature personality, and the other is named Christian, one of the three kings of the 'Black King Organization'. The power of rules is also a complete mythical creature, but don't worry, it has been blocked by the arrangement of 'fate'."

Sure enough, the existence of this starlight was the arrangement of Mr. Destiny. Duke Dylan became more pious to the master of the temple.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Clown……"After saying hello, the nobleman frowned again,"Are you saying there is another demigod?""

"He was no longer a threat. Azathoth, who acted as a clown, had a smile in his eyes.

"Praise fate." Duke Dylan also breathed a sigh of relief and cast his eyes on the beautiful shadow on the pure white iron throne."Whether it is success or failure, it depends on the princess," but Azatos shook his head. Shaking his head, solemnity appeared in his eyes,

"It would be nice if it was that simple, but I don’t think it is. After all, among the three kings, there is another……"

Before he finished speaking, a terrifying mutation suddenly occurred.

In all the graves in Bellanclin, and even in the nearby areas, skeletal palms suddenly protruded from the soil, and soon one after another undead appeared. From the human world to the spiritual world, countless images of 'disaster' are gathering, exerting a secret influence on the city, putting everyone in doom. However, the people who did not participate in the royal power celebration suddenly saw a palm in front of them. The figure engraved on the dark river appeared, emitting this sublime light, making everyone unable to help but worship, willing to be a shepherd, being herded by God.

The changes are not just that, moths, contradictions, chaos, life, these conceptual phenomena are also being revealed. Ranklin was born, and at the same time Alojelena's voice also sounded in Azathoth's mind,

"No, I can't stop Him."