To be honest, the outco here is still undecided.
The current setting for the Elf Ancient God is: [Future] a wisp, [Past] a complete rule diagram.
Now, Li Qing will not use any other forces that do not conform to the outco to secretly cheat.
If it continues, it will be easily discovered.
If I lose, then so be it.
After all, if the opponent truly studies [Now], and I clone it over in a second, anyone would know there’s a problem, the character setting collapses.
The Elf Ancient God’s previous copying of the [Complete] past authority can also be explained, after all, secretly manipulating, keeping people trapped in the past while continually extracting the rules.
But now the opponent has escaped control and monitoring. If the opponent studies new rules and I instantly copy them,
That certainly won’t work.
If soone sees you copy it in a second, they’ll imdiately collapse.
Where’s the motivation?
How else could I reap benefits like this?
It would further expose the alterations made to their bodies and consciousness.
All identities can be exposed, but this "Subordinate" must not be discovered by anyone, no matter what, Li Qing must not be discovered.
Li Qing watched the battle in the distance with great calmness, "Let’s just fight with all our might like this, there’s no need to open a back door again, let’s see how my power is now."
"In fact, it’s better if I lose."
If I lose, it ans that Atabia and the others again break through their strength under the pressure of death.
And have researched a new Ti Diagram!
This way of losing brings more rewards than winning them.
At this mont, amid Emperor Nokron and others chatting, the distant battle grew increasingly fierce.
At this ti.
Within the giant of the entire Dark Matter Cosmic, countless cries, roars, screams, and despair emanated like endless microorganisms one grain at a ti, the extinction of beings inside each cell.
The entire interior of the multi-universe celestial realms resembled Hell.
This is the gap in life dinsions, and in the eyes of the present giant, the extinction of life inside is no different from microorganisms dying alternately on an ordinary mortal.
In the truly higher-dinsioned supre conceptual civilizations, they are truly microbio communities; annihilation just leads to rebirth.
"I have already sent him to the past." Atabia said coldly, "However, the guy on the opposite side also discovered it, his past self is besieging , and since I didn’t use my past self, he must have guessed that I sent another to cultivate in the past."
Controlling the giant Imperial General Herodotus, being throttled, slowly lifted his head and said, "So it ans I must hang on to achieve victory."
"I understand now, the only advantage, I have made it very clear."
Innurable multi-dinsional worlds inside are collapsing, and masses of beings perish every second and minute.
"All the beings of the celestial realms, listen to ..."
At the next mont, Herodotus unleashed the power of the Gate of Truth, erupting completely, shrouding the entire Dark Matter Cosmic’s spirits, a cetery of civilization, the entire crystal wall cells’ body began to tremble.
Ten billion...
A hundred billion...
A trillion...
Throughout the god series of the celestial realms.
One after another upper-rank Ancient God of fla, thunderbolt, wind, and rain shuttles through multi-dinsional worlds, loudly running and calling:
"I am your god, our entire universe will face destruction, for the lovely living, the perished dead, and those about to die, please give us strength!"
Every Multi-Dinsional Crystal Wall World is shaking, mountains and rivers collapse, the suffering citizens look up at the sky, revealing resentnt in despair, as corpses retain a shred of consciousness before falling: "Kill... the one who destroys our peace..."
Boom.
Wisps of will float away.
Each cell grain seed to ignite with light, the entire body of the Imperial General Herodotus seed to be ignited like the Sun.
This is an unprecedented energy level supply, which the opposing Elf Gods cannot achieve, because he simply does not have his own citizens to open the Gate of Truth.
The flas on Herodotus’s body surged mightily, the endless souls transford into substance under the Gate of Truth, suspending ti, twisting the Long River of Ti, his body began to shatter drastically.
Boom! "Go to hell!" He violently broke free from the throttling grip of the Elf Ancient God, a punch traversing ti to smash into the opponent’s chest cavity, then in the next second, he flashed behind another avatar of the Elf Ancient God, breaking his spine with a kick.
Boom boom boom!!
Relentless attacks rained down on the Elf Ancient God’s body.
If he cannot see [Future], then just be stronger than the opponent, so strong that even if he perceives the future, knows what I think and do, he still cannot evade!
If he can see endless possible futures, then let all the futures be dead ends, each future he chooses is a path to death!
The battle intent in Herodotus’s eyes was unprecedentedly fervent.
His eyes like flas, his fists igniting hope, his feet stepping on the chasm of ti, igniting everything, this general of the Empire wielded the flas of civilization, a fiery hope rising in his heart.
He seed to return to that era when he first opened the Gate of Truth, hearing the whispered voices of billions of Atabians’ restless souls in his ears.
Their restless souls gathered around the Gate of Truth, turning into noisy wind sounds in his ears.
Soone was frantically shouting: "Go on! Imperial General! You are our sword and shield!"
There are fallen deity souls crying out: "We will not lose!"
"Persist, persist!" they seed to shout behind his back: "Build our civilization’s truth Tower of Babel, defeat that giant! Freedom! Welco the great liberation of civilization!"
"I heard it." At the next mont, Herodotus’s fist plumted, wrapped in Ti Rule, surprisingly developing a new ability under the Gate of Truth.
Decay, decay, decay again! The opponent’s body continually regresses into the past, descending in realm, becoming young, becoming weak, ultimately reverting to the embryonic stage.
"aningless." The Elf Ancient God suddenly shook off the past Law, saying coldly: "All things of the past are ineffective against , you and I are both present, but I have one more wisp of the Ti God authority than you, the straw that breaks the cal’s back."
The Elf Ancient God walked towards him in long strides, looking at the giant igniting the Gate of Truth:
"Our authorities are alike; with the sa power, you cannot kill . When the strength of all beings is exhausted, it will be your death."
But at the next mont, a voice suddenly ca from the void.
"Is it truly aningless?"
Finally, Sicily tore through the void from the past, his image gradually overlapped with that Atabia Emperor sitting on the throne.
"I am finished, just in ti." Sicily said coldly.
"With the reference of my research experience, researching now is impossibly fast, worthy of , even at my peak 120, among the Supre Ancient Gods I fear few can surpass because I know I am unique." The past seated Atabia Emperor glanced at Sicily, nodded, and softly said:
"Once was."
"Now is."
"Ever shall be."
"Ever shall be." ×2
Seeming like a divine mandate from the void, the two figures instantly overlapped, with the past and present Atabia rging, thoroughly connecting the ti axis.
It seed like the sound of sothing shattering reverberated throughout the universe, everyone suddenly felt that ti beca a straight line at that mont, forming a new order between the past and the present.
This is not just a simple one plus one; it’s two distant lonely points thoroughly connected into a straight line, achieving geotric multiplied concept-level growth.
"That guy, worthy of creating this universe, the legendary strongest man...." Under everyone’s incredulous eyes, a Divine King transcending everything was born.
Clash clang clang!
All unordered crystal wall worlds rged into the body, bearing the universe itself, He was the universe itself, walking the crystal wall heavens, His brilliance was like fire, growing wings, He soared above all creation like the butterfly of ti.
No one could see His head, eternally hidden in ti.
On His shoulders bore the established present.
His broad back penned the complex and inevitable chronicle of ti.
His legs bathed in the ocean of ti’s past, andering along the currents and tides.
That bright figure so splendid and magnificent, reflected across the all worlds of all heavens, traversing the heavens with the vastness that tore through crystal walls, flowing hair like colored glass, hanging in magnificent space-tis.
He penetrated the past and the present, embodying the ultimate concept deity of the universe’s uncertain level, the Long River of Ti in His eyes beca an infinitely long line segnt, once was, now is, ever shall be.
Even without the future, He already beca the God of Gods seated on the Supre Throne, representing the Ti Authority.
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