Belief In The Kingdom of God

"Look at this, the remaining part is only a few years old." Artis felt it, and had a very clear understanding of his own injury.

This injury was formed in the last cosmic battle. It came from an eighth-level dragon of destruction, and was terrifying in nature.

In addition, after crossing the universe, even close contact with the chaos and void, sacrifices to the injuries caused by the long river of fate, even Atis felt horrified, leaving only the last breath to come here.

These injuries have detached themselves from everything, deeply pierced into Attis's body, and it is extremely difficult to heal.

Only by using the huge source of the world, coupled with the baptism of the laws of the world, can the old body be gradually washed away, and the originally dilapidated area can be reborn, and even further.

As the fruits of the world are absorbed by Atis, the laws of these worlds are inverted, not only renewing the body that was close to destruction in the past, but also moving forward on the expected path.

"Now I can be called the World Tree. Although I am still weak compared to the real World Tree, I am also on this path." Artis turned back, golden. His eyes looked at his own body, the vast world tree.

In front of his eyes, the huge world tree in front of him is extremely stalwart. Every piece of bark and every leaf is a supreme god, containing a large number of world laws.

If it is taken out alone, it is undoubtedly a seventh-level fetish.

The dozens of world fruits above have also undergone considerable changes.

Under the coordination of Adex's ontology, dozens of worlds are constantly communicating, and the laws of dozens of worlds are brought together to make these worlds themselves constantly perfect and powerful.

Attis stretched out his arm and moved slightly in his heart. In front of him, the power of dozens of worlds gradually converged, entwining his body with terrifying world fluctuations.

This is the fluctuation of the world. After occupying these worlds, the world consciousness itself was replaced by Attis.

Attis itself is equivalent to the world consciousness of these dozens of worlds, and can call upon the huge power and resources of dozens of worlds.

Even when necessary, it is not impossible to let these worlds explode and use them to defend against the enemy.

Of course, this is too cost-effective for Attis, it is not a last resort and will never do it.

He looked up, his body was shrouded in terrifying world fluctuations, and the eternal brilliance, indifferent and clear eyes looked at a certain world casually.

It was a pale white world with a little crimson, and at the moment Attis was watching, it began to turbulence.

The world itself was trembling. In an instant, the defense of the world itself was breached, and the scene inside appeared directly in front of Attis.

In the world, countless people continue to multiply and evolve in it, and scenes are born.

There are old people fishing in it, scholars reading in it, children playing in it, and warriors fighting in it...

Of course, there are scenes of trembling scenes of old people starving to death, beggars everywhere, eating for children, thieves burning, killing and looting, scenes of human tragedies are staged.

The progress of the entire world slowly unfolded in Attis' eyes, revealing a magnificent and magnificent picture.

Seeing this scene, there was no sadness or joy in Artis' heart, only an inexplicable connection with that world.

As the creatures of that world multiply and evolve, strands of divinity in Attis' body are growing and condensing at an extremely slow but firm speed.

The evolution of dozens of worlds has brought huge resources to Attis all the time.

Every creature's reproduction, growth, experience, perception and death will bring a feedback to the world, and then pass it on to Attis.

Except for that kind of extremely powerful character, the feedback that an ordinary creature can give to Attis is not strong, but the feedback that all creatures in a world can bring to Attis is considerable.

The power of dozens of worlds added together, making Attis's power soaring almost daily, all the time being strong.

And when the accumulated power reached a critical point, it was when Atis was promoted to the eighth level, or even higher.

This is the way of the world chosen by Artis, coexisting with the world, relying on the endless world of the multiverse, making itself stand on top of the accumulation of one world, and continue to strengthen.

At the end of this way of the world, it must go to the entire multiverse, swallowing the universes one by one under the world tree, until finally swallowing the entire multiverse.

Of course, in the chaotic world, endless universes are born at all times, and it is impossible to swallow the entire multiverse.

But this way of the world is undoubtedly extremely terrifying to the end, even the first world tree in the ancient times will sooner or later be chased by Attis.

Ahead, dozens of world fruits hung high on the world tree, the world's fluctuations slowly unfolded, and a little bit of world source power permeated the surroundings for a long time.

Attis looked up at these fruits, and the worlds were unfolding in front of him in this way, without the slightest concealment.

He followed these worlds, and every time he looked at a world, the world would slowly evolve, revealing everything in this world.

And among these worlds, there was a little grayishness in some of the worlds, which made Attis frowned.

"Has any world begun to change..." he muttered to himself, his body turned into a streamer, and disappeared into place in an instant.

The surface of that world fruit was stunned, and the pale white world with a little redness began to fluctuate, as if the whole world had begun to become active, cheering for the arrival of Attis.

This is the treatment of the Lord of the World.

Before Attis arrived, the whole world was operating completely according to instinct, but the whole world was hanging on the world tree, and Attis was equivalent to the world consciousness of all worlds.

In an instant, Artis took over the world consciousness of this world and began to receive information from the entire world.

The huge information of the whole world constantly fluctuates and circulates, and everything currently happening in the whole world, including the deduction of the next few decades, is constantly intertwined in Attis' mind.

This is a world-level evolution. If others do, the moment they receive this information, they will be blown up by this huge message.

"The old royal court has decayed? The new turmoil is about to begin?" There was an interesting expression on Artis' face, very interested in what happened in this world.

"Counting time, two years have passed from the outside world, and twenty years have passed in this world. Although this time is a bit short for a dynasty, it is barely passable by chance."

This is the world that was initially attacked by the Samsaras. The Samsaras assisted a force on this land, quelling the original war, and using this as a point of convergence, they attacked the entire world.

However, after twenty years in this world, the original Dragon Court has actually declined, and even black calamity aura appeared.

"Well, after the death of the founding emperor, there was no descendant, resulting in no successor, and he had to elect a person from his branch."

"Unfortunately, when they were attacking this world before, the methods of those reincarnations were very rude, and even the emperor itself was not a good crop, and his administration was chaotic, which led to rebellions in various places in the past two decades..."

After watching the progress of this world, Artis shook his head, somewhat helpless.

"Fortunately, not long after the founding of the country, the gang of air transporters bred in the troubled times before are either standing here in Longting, or they have been suppressed, so they are still stable and will not immediately become chaotic."

"However, the catastrophe is slowly breeding, and I am afraid that a new generation of air transporters is already being conceived, and it will be another chaotic world for at most thirty years."

The source of the world is closely related to the reproduction of the world's creatures. The more prosperous the world, the stronger the power that the world itself can accumulate.

In the troubled times, with golden horses and iron horses, mountains and rivers broken, and countless lives were killed and injured, they would naturally instinctively attract the movements of the world, and breed various great fortuners everywhere.

These lucky people have global luck and will soon rise from the crowd, with the task of ending chaos and making the world prosperous again.

However, this kind of air transport is essentially the addition of the world's source power, and every air transporter represents a large amount of source power blessing, which consumes a lot of money. Therefore, for a world, unless it is necessary, it is better not to do so easily.

Only in the chaotic world, in order to quickly calm the chaos and make the world prosper, will there be a large number of people with such great luck.

Therefore, after a dynasty is established, stability and prosperity can be quickly established.

On the one hand, this is due to the fact that people are determined to wait for reality, and on the other hand, it is also the reason why great fortuners gather in the new dynasty after troubled times.

And now, Artis clearly sensed the growth of Tribulation Qi in this world, and it was continuously increasing.

This shows that the change of the world has begun, and chaos is born. When it reaches its peak, the world will continue to sense, instinctively lower the world's source of power, and breed a large number of air transporters.

Naturally, this was not what Attis had hoped for.

Behind the birth of every air transporter is the rapid consumption of the source of the world itself.

And these source powers actually belonged to Attis, and were consumed out of thin air, so naturally they would not be happy.

Attis turned around, walked out with one foot, and came to a city far away.

In a dilapidated temple, there are many beggars resting here.

These are some abandoned orphans, abandoned by their parents and elders, most of them have disabilities and have to live here.

Naturally, the breath here would not smell good, it was full of a decadent smell, and there was even a corpse lying outside, already decaying.

Attis didn't care at all, just casually looked at one of the little boys.