Belief In The Kingdom of God

The main world is constantly oscillating, and the consciousness of the world has fully emerged, tightly suppressing the foreign demon gods.

However, in the absence of a strong enough to carry the power of the main world, even if he has the power not inferior to the supreme demon god, he still can't use it, and can only watch the external invaders corrode in anger.

On the sea, a battle is about to end.

A huge magic dragon standing side by side in a small world stood on the sea, a pair of cold dragon eyes looking forward.

Opposite him, the broken body of the Dragon Emperor appeared. Although there was still a terrifying dragon power on his body, the breath of life was extremely weak and was about to fall.

The powerful power of the Dragon of Destruction was revealed, and in just an instant, the Dragon King was severely injured and could no longer fight against him.

After all, He is the eighth level of eternity, even if it is suppressed by the power of the main world, it is far from being able to fight against an existence without even the source of eternity.

In the end, he patted it with one claw, and the ocean collapsed. Under his full force, the entire main world seemed to tremble, shaking under this power.

Countless lives are being infected by his breath and are constantly being demonized, and before him, the body of the dragon emperor has disappeared, turned into five colored dust, and fell into the sea.

Roar! ! !

He let out a dragon roar that shook the world, the power of destruction exploded, and the chain of laws on his body collapsed in an instant, and he looked around.

In his induction, a huge amount of life existed on a distant continent. So the next moment, he disappeared where he was, raging on another continent.

In another area, in the ancestral land of the Olins Protoss, with a muffled sound, a muffled thunder appeared in the sky.

As the thunder broke out and the power of destruction brewed, a **** emperor wearing a dark armor appeared on the spot, and in front of him, three **** kings were stepped on by him, and the body of the **** emperor that had been condensed had disappeared, and the breath of life Almost nothing.

Another battlefield.

The violent power is erupting, and the dimensional space and the mage tower continue to collapse.

Amidst the ruins, an existence shrouded in shadow emerged, and the majesty of the body was released. I don't know how many existences were crushed to death.

Not far behind him, under a ruin, the bodies of the three wizards lie quietly under the ruins, the breath of life has long since disappeared.

The most tenacious resisters were defeated one after another, and the demon gods each chose their own hunting grounds and began the road of destruction and demonization.

Resistors continued to appear, the dwarves’ Titan fortress, and the elves’ old war trees appeared one by one, and then they were crushed one by one.

The three demon gods ravaged the main world, almost clearing all the resisters.

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In the void of the main world, an ancient world tree is silent.

With the passage of time, the original majestic vitality in the body of the World Tree is gradually fading and disappearing.

This is a slow and determined process, and the world tree is steadily withering as its vitality is lost. The leaves gradually withered, leaving only the last world fruit still hanging on the tree, unaffected.

The spirit is closely related to the body, and the withering of the World Tree, to a certain extent, also reflects the current situation of Attis.

As if sleeping for a long time, Attis's will gradually fell silent. In the hazy, darkness shrouded his vision, and then the memory was constantly playing back.

This is a blue planet, not a world full of supernatural powers before being reborn.

He was observing the history of this planet, feeling its inner workings, observing silently, silently silent.

In the observation of the true spirit, these histories are dead, there is no sound, only images. Until one day, a cry broke the silence, and a baby was born, named Chen Ming by his parents.

The world seemed to have recovered, the sound appeared, the picture was full of reality, and there was no longer the sense of isolation that was before. After that, the memory continued to flow, until one day, the adult Chen Ming died quietly. In him, a godhead broke the original process and broke the firm rules in a powerful world.

The picture accelerated here, and then the life of Attis gradually emerged. After that, there are countless believers.

In the ancient and silent chaotic world, the true spirit of Artis quietly floated in this world full of laws, and under the influence of the surrounding forces, it gradually stained the true spirit a little bit of gold.

Then, countless lines of faith appeared here, breaking the isolation of time and space.

The memories of countless believers surfaced in Attis's mind, slowly circulating.

This is a necessary step. The gods carry everything about the believers. They are both Attis and the endorsement of the believers, and naturally also include their memories.

Along with this process, when a certain amount of power was accumulated to a certain extent, the true spirit of Attis was also trembling, blooming with eternal glory.

Then, a little spark gradually ignited, using countless divine natures as raw materials to ignite the sacred fire.

At this point, the sparks initially ignited, and everything about Attis was invested in it.

Memory, emotion, soul, life...

Everything has been turned into raw materials for the gradual growth of the eternal fire.

This process is the most dangerous. Once the sacred fire fails to ignite, not only the life and soul, but also the existence of the concept of Attis will be erased, and no one can remember his appearance.

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"The God of Nature..." On the continent of Attis, believers muttered to themselves.

At this moment, the original warm and cordial power began to change.

As if a drastic change had taken place, all the followers of Attis felt a movement in their hearts, and a kind of understanding gradually rose.

In their hearts, through the line of faith, they clearly saw that in the eternal void, their **** was undergoing transformation, and a little sacred fire was slowly rising.

They prayed here frantically, with frenzy on their faces, praying for them.

Even on the entire Attis Continent, everyone stopped what they were doing. Massive power of faith was transmitted to Attis through a certain connection and turned into the raw material for igniting the sacred fire.

As this connection gradually deepened, in the end, even their bodies were glowing, being with the God of Nature at this moment.

In a corner they can't see, a historical scene is unfolding.

Hundreds of years of devout beliefs have long been linked to a whole race. At this moment, all the Yadixu people are crazy, calling their gods.

In front of the cathedral in the city of Atishu, looking at the chaos outside, Grama chuckled lightly, with some kindness on the old face.

He took off his church gown and put on the animal skin coat that he used to look like once again.

"My god, may I be with you." Looking at the idol in front of him, he slowly knelt down and prayed softly.

And above his head, the radiance of the God of Nature slowly shrouded, as if becoming one with him.