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The Wisdom of Standing on God

Chapter 304: The Wisdom of Standing on God

"I'm finally back. Alas, I don't have much money left..."

Fors Wall looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar street in front of him and couldn't help but think secretly in his heart.

She looked at Backlund in front of her, and thinking that she was back here, she couldn't help but wave her hands excitedly, and for a moment, the laziness in her body also subsided a lot.

But soon, Fors relaxed again. She looked at the streets around her that had been replanned, and for a moment she didn't know where to go.

Now she was already a "record officer" of Sequence 6. When she had almost finished digesting the potion of this sequence, she was sent back to Backlund by a "devil" - of course not a real devil - by a high-dimensional overseer, and had a vacation of about a month.

However, she was also ordered to digest the potion of this stage within a month so that the High-Dimensional Overlooker could take Fors to the spirit world to set four different goals and complete the promotion ceremony.

However, Fors took the risk of lying about his digestion progress. According to his estimation, it would only take a week at most to completely digest it.

This also gave Fors three weeks of perfect tanking time.

As for the High-Dimensional Overlooker, although this step of the ritual could be replaced by the use of magical items that could allow people to return directly from the spiritual world to reality, He still planned to draw a lucky incarnation to take Fors out for a trip.

By the way, I would like to warn seven old men in the spiritual world not to do things that they shouldn't do and not to say things that they shouldn't say.

However, for Fors now, the best thing to do is to borrow money from his former friends, or exchange some money, and rent a nice house to live in.

Naturally, Fors thought of Miss Audrey, who was her and Hugh's friend and employer. However, after thinking of her friend Hugh, Fors was silent again.

I wonder where Xiu is?

Fors sighed, stopped a carriage and got in.

…

Whoosh whoosh whoosh——

The sound of breaking through the air rang out one after another. The iron hooves of the Loen Empire army trampled through the gates of Lunburg. The fine grids formed by steam rifle bullets cut through the air and penetrated the dreams of scholars immersed in books.

Peace, beauty, kindness.

Every institution of learning and every library in Lemborg is a holy place for scholars and a palace of knowledge.

Scholars full of curiosity were dragged out of the library by the Blood Emperor's servants, their books were burned by flames, and their lifelong research was turned into waste paper by swords.

Lunburg is too small, and although the God of Knowledge sensed that the Blood Emperor's army was about to arrive, he was unable to descend to change the situation of the battle; the Eternal Sun had already been herded by the True Creator, and the Lord of Storms was happy to see the anchor of the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom" being shaken. You know, the True Creator already has two authorities, which makes the Lord of Storms more anxious.

As for the God of Night, because of the sudden attack by the God of War, although the God of War was repelled by the Lord of Storms, the Goddess of Night also used most of her strength to heal her own injuries - this is what it looks like on the surface. Even if the Goddess of Night was not injured, she would probably not stop George Augustus' current actions.

In the opinion of the Goddess of Night, she also agreed to let the Lord of Storms or the True Creator gain more uniqueness. This can make either of them closer to God, thus reducing the gap between them and the Outer Gods when the end of the world comes.

The so-called "necessary sacrifice" is actually a concept recognized by most gods. Driven by reason, the "trolley problem" will no longer exist; and divinity is the highest reason.

Sacrificing a number of people who died in the war can increase the survival probability of the entire earth by one point. This is a very cost-effective thing, isn't it?

There is nothing wrong with this concept itself, but for those who are "sacrificed", it is the whole world that is crushing them, and they will be reduced to ashes under the great cause of saving the world.

A man wearing an iron-black robe and a black iron crown on his head, holding a black iron spear in his hand, walked forward step by step.

His expression was firm, but his pupils, a mixture of iron black and blood red, were tinged with extreme madness.

In front of Him was the capital of Lenburg, and two pure angels were flying in the sky.

In the eyes of others, these two angels were just made of pure white light and their appearance could not be seen, but in the eyes of George III, they looked different.

One of these two angels looks like a child, and the other has the wings of a "chariot".

Only a huge head remained of the child-like angel. Its eyes seemed to be full of wisdom, and its body was covered with white wings. Above the wings were brass eyes that were closed and unable to open, flashing with a destructive aura.

The latter was a pair of azure wings with illusory eyes connected in the middle of the wings, connected by a brass color, forming a discontinuous human figure.

Looking at the two angels, George Augustus couldn't help but have a hint of sarcasm in his expression:

"Why don't you dare to come to see me, Herabergen?"

The aura on his body was slightly unstable, and a strong smell of blood permeated the surging light spots that unconsciously distorted the patterns around him.

The first one, the angel with a head, opened his eyes and looked at George III in front of him with his brass eyes:

"You are too bold, Emperor of Loen."

"Although you have collected all the characteristics and uniqueness of the 'Black Emperor', Roselle Gustav has awakened, and your uniqueness and extraordinary characteristics will soon return to the previous 'Black Emperor'."

George III responded: "That is why you need to come to see me. I have a deal to discuss with you, Herabergen."

"You slew my subjects and shook my anchor, and this is how you talk?"

A voice sounded from within the open brass eyes, and He looked at George III with an unquestionable tone:

"Tell me, will I bring down divine punishment on you?"

"You may have forgotten one thing. Even the 'Angel King' is just a fragile child in front of the gods."

"And you can't bear the wrath of the gods!"

"Including Adam and Amon?"

George III looked at the angel of Herabergen and spoke without hesitation. He smiled sarcastically and spoke Adam's real name without covering it up.

There was a gleam in Herabergen's eyes, and a tall tower made of brass suddenly appeared in front of George III.

Each floor of this illusory tower is made up of thick books, and each book has a brass eye. George III looked at the tower and sighed:

"Sure enough, I can't hide it from you, the most 'wise' god."

The higher you go, the darker it gets, and the more it is filled with madness, destruction, ominousness, disaster, etc. The tower stretches into the sky, as if it has enclosed the entire world.

After the tower appeared, the soldiers around George III seemed to be stuck in time.

The emperor, who was in the first position, just bent his legs and exerted force with his feet without any concern.

Suddenly, the ground cracked, as if a terrible earthquake had occurred. The ground beneath George III's feet split open, but He leaped up and soared into the sky!

After being strengthened by extraordinary abilities, the Sequence 2 "Duke of Entropy" could even leap up and reach the red moon!

In front of George III, Herabergen, who had transformed into the "White Tower", looked at George III calmly, without any panic at all.

A brass-like light flashed in front of Him, and turned into an eyeball that seemed to have anticipated and swallowed George III.

He was fooled... George III bent his legs slightly, and the surrounding scene had turned into the kingdom of the God of Knowledge. Knowing that the "White Tower" had the authority of omniscience, a thought flashed through his mind, making his voice less deliberate:

"Doesn't Herabergen need an ally?"

"Doesn't He know that the 'Black Emperor' has been contaminated by the Fallen Mother Goddess?"

After a while, a gentle voice came from all directions. This voice was gentle but also carried some irresistible arrogance and majesty.

"Of course I do."

"But why should I cooperate with you who are working with the Outer Gods?"

One gaze after another turned to look at me. The surroundings suddenly became dark, and brass eyes opened one by one:

"There are traces of a host on your body. Which Outer God took a fancy to you and turned you into His puppet?"

"Do you know who you are now, George?"

"I know." George III laughed out loud:

"Who am I? Who am I!"

"I am the Black Emperor, I am the Blood Emperor, I am Alistair Tudor!"

"Herabergen, didn't you see? Couldn't you see my expression? You were also among those who besieged me at that time!"

Alistair Tudor took half a step forward as if he had gone mad, turned his head and smiled sinisterly.

As the best "conspirator", He calculated the "omniscient" "White Tower".

You know, when He says the name "Adam", there is a high probability that Herabergen will seal off the place where He is, or even seal Himself into the Kingdom of God.

The "Star Realm" where the so-called "Kingdom of God" is located is actually the most dangerous place closest to the loophole of the barrier!

"Destiny!"

Alistair Tudor roared, and his body suddenly grew larger. This was a characteristic that the Conqueror had given him, allowing this crazy true god to temporarily build a body the same size as the body of a god!

"The Red Priest" is the original priest, the priest of the essence of power!

Herabergen's face changed, and the brass eyes around him expanded endlessly, as if they wanted to completely encompass Alistair Tudor.

But He was still a step slow.

A silver light lit up on Alistair Tudor's finger, and a star in the sky lit up, with tiny spots of light twinkling on it.

A loop that connected end to end suddenly lit up in the starry sky, causing Herabergen on the side to feel his thoughts gradually solidify, and his consciousness seemed to be directed towards a destined ending.

He roared, and countless brass eyes formed a barrier and began to analyze the power within.

However, the status of this silver halo seemed to be extremely high, catching Herabergen off guard for a moment.

"Great circle of fate. You are the eternal cycle, the destined fate, the cause, the result, and the process."

Alistair Tudor laughed loudly while chanting the honorable name of the Ring of Fate, with madness and a bit of frightening joy in his eyes.

madman!

Looking at Alistair Tudor who recited the Outer God's name without hesitation, Herabergen subconsciously wanted to ask for help from other gods.

You know, the kingdom of the gods is extremely close to the starry sky. With the hole in the sky gnawed by the "primordial hunger", it is easy for the power of the foreign gods to invade their kingdom!

But then "Omniscience" brought Herabergen almost terrifying news: the God of War and the Mother Goddess of the Earth were far away from the battlefield, the Lord of Storms was busy eroding the Kingdom of the Eternal Sun, the Goddess of Night was healing her injuries, and the True Creator was herding the "Sun"...

The God of Steam and Machinery was trying to stabilize his own condition. He also suffered considerable trauma in the battle with the Eternal Sun.

What should I do? Herabergen was stunned for a moment, regretting that he had not taken action in the previous battle between gods.

If this continues, the Outer Gods will attack me with all their might, and I will most likely suffer serious injuries...

Herabergen was thinking with all his might, and "omniscience" told him all the possible consequences that might occur in the future, causing some cold sweat to seep out of Herabergen's forehead.

A gentle sigh sounded in His ears, which immediately made Herabergen's hair stand on end.

"'0-01' is the uniqueness of the Red Priest's path. This is the 'destiny' that cannot be defied."

"Herabergen, the Cherubim. You say, is that so?"

…

A lot of things happened in Backlund... Fors touched his chin and jumped off the carriage.

She took out a much higher fare from her wallet and gave it to the driver with some pain. The fare had almost doubled because the driver said that this was an upgraded carriage from Backlund, with a more stable experience and higher, uniform charges: this

was an industry of the "Aurora Company".

Where did the vampires come from! And there is such a way to loot! I don't need this little bit of experience improvement!

Fors cursed secretly in her heart and looked at the mansion of Earl Hall's family in front of her.

She looked up at the place in front of her where she often interacted with Susie. After trying several ways to contact Audrey but getting no response, Fors hesitated for a moment.

If I don't get the money, I feel like I'll starve to death! Uh, but I'll still go in through the main entrance...

Fors thought with a guilty conscience, his body slightly dimmed, and a book appeared in his hand.

"I came, I saw, I recorded."

After casting a recorded "Invisibility" on herself, Fors tiptoed out of the closed door and walked towards Audrey's room.

Fors walked forward, but suddenly felt that she stepped on something.

It was a sticky mass of flesh.

　What did Fors step on

 His Majesty the Supreme Emperor Returns to His Land

Chapter 305: His Majesty the Supreme Emperor Returns to His Land

"That's right..."

Herabergen raised his two front paws:

"Do you need '0-01'?"

The High-Dimensional Overlooker looked at Herabergen, whose expression had changed in an instant, but his expression did not actually change. He just continued to stare at this wise dragon, not noticing that the "facts" he saw had changed.

Alistair Tudor on the side laughed: "Ha, is this the high and mighty god? It turns out that gods can also beg for mercy?"

Alistair Tudor's every move revealed his destructive nature, and it was obvious that he was indeed influenced by the City of Disaster.

The high-dimensional overwatch turned around, and his body gradually solidified under the silver-white halo. What appeared in front of the two was a human figure made of pure white light.

"If you need '0-01', I can get it for you now."

Herabergen looked at the solidified Outer God in front of him, and couldn't help but be secretly shocked: the speed at which this Outer God descended to the Kingdom of God was faster than he had imagined, which might mean that this Outer God, who had been keeping a low profile, had now completely invaded the world.

Otherwise, according to the information recorded by "Omniscience", this Outer God could not have invaded so quickly.

Herabergen planned to lie dormant for a while and try his best to meet the requirements of the Outer Gods - staying alive was more important than anything else. Compared to his own life, even his own uniqueness would not be more important.

(A certain Pales agrees with Herabergen's idea)

"Let's do it, Ring of Fate."

The High-Dimensional Overlooker said, "He" raised his hand and transmitted large chunks of information into Herabergen's consciousness. Herabergen was startled for a moment and said somewhat unwillingly:

"I see..."

A silvery-white light flashed on the body of the high-dimensional overwatcher, and historical images around him lit up on his body.

"You should know that in the face of absolute power, even 'omniscience' will not have much effect." The High-Dimensional Overlooker said calmly. His tone was so firm that Herabergen suddenly remembered the ancient sun god of the time.

He lowered his head, and a little light emerged from his body, forming an eye that looked like it was made of brass. As the uniqueness of the "White Tower" was gradually accepted by the higher-dimensional observers, cracks gradually appeared on Herabergen's body.

The High-Dimensional Overlooker glanced at Herabergen who was enduring madness, and stretched out his hand to transfer the faith in the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom" that was gradually gathering on him to this Sequence 2 angel.

He doesn't need these complicated anchors, He only trusts himself.

Herabergen's body gradually changed, and he became an old man with a halo on his head and wings growing from his back. He lowered his head and said,

"Lord."

He is full of affection, like an angel who always follows the higher-dimensional observer.

"You should leave now."

Layered curtains, fine silk threads, cold eyes, and brass-colored pages appeared in the body of the High-Dimensional Overlooker in order. These images connected together to form a majestic figure wearing a black robe.

Under the figure's cloak, a starry sky appeared, replacing the face under the cloak.

A brass eyeball emerged in the starry sky shadow that replaced the pupil, while the other eyeball was a shadow constructed by silk threads. Except for the "brass eye" constructed by uniqueness, other symbols similar to "uniqueness" appeared in a similar shadow state.

The body of the High-Dimensional Overlooker is still outside the world. Under the power of fate, the High-Dimensional Overlooker continuously intercepts the power of the "White Tower" until the uniqueness is completely contained.

In the distance, the high-dimensional overwatcher felt his own uniqueness - he resonated with the "White Tower" representing "omniscience", the "Hermit" representing "analysis" and the "Zeroer" representing "looking down".

Then, the higher-dimensional observer felt the awakening of a certain will.

…

"Can the gods be like this?" Alistair Tudor held "0-01" in his hand. He felt the nature of destruction from it. It seemed to be contaminated with the water of the "River of Eternal Darkness", which would cause people to fall into eternal sleep.

"All life is afraid of death."

In response to Alistair Tudor's question, the High Dimension Overlooker replied: "Herabergen simply made his own choice after weighing the desire for aggregation and the crisis of life."

Alistair Tudor's mouth curled up slightly:

"So now it's time for me to make my choice, right?"

"That's right. Whether you want to advance to the 'Black Emperor' in advance, or use the uniqueness of the 'Red Priest' to force yourself to become the 'Red Priest', it is the choice you have to make."

The High-Dimensional Overlooker stood beside Alistair Tudor, in the Kingdom of God, looking at the endless stream of troops below, and spoke calmly to the "Blood Emperor" beside him.

"Is it difficult? Making that choice"

He said, with a hideous smile on his face: "If I were to be promoted to 'Black Emperor', I would probably lose control in an instant, right?"

"You won't lose control because I don't have the energy to cover your rituals."

The High-Dimensional Overlooker's expression remained calm. "I will kill your consciousness directly and replace you with George III from another timeline. With the characteristics of the White Tower, it is relatively easy for me to make modifications to an Angel King."

"Yes." Alistair Tudor grabbed "0-01" with a violent and perverse look: "Compared to Roselle Gustav and Trunsoest, I am obviously much more difficult to control. That's what the six gods think. They just gave up on me - ha, it's a rare opportunity to live again, should I be afraid to endure madness again?"

"Go ahead, Duke Abraham, High-Dimensional Overlookers, Outer Gods - I would rather drag all the gods with me to be buried with me than to stop in this pond!"

"good."

A door slowly opened behind the high-dimensional onlooker, and the blood moon in the sky opened again, like a twisted wave, emitting layer after layer of blood-red light.

Under the illumination of the light that seemed to seep out like fresh blood, an endless shadow flowed out from the island where Roselle was sleeping.

A roar.

Alistair Tudor felt the uniqueness of the "Black Emperor" in his body transformed into an abstract symbol again, reflected from the material world into the astral world. Endless shadows emerged in the astral world, carrying the uniqueness of the "Black Emperor". In the shadows, eyes opened one after another, turning into blood-red cracks.

"I am Roselle Gustav..."

"I am Huang Tao..."

The Intis language and Chinese rang in the ears of every Intis citizen, causing some Intis residents with higher inspiration, weaker spirits, or poorer physical conditions to have their eardrums ruptured and blood oozing from their eyes.

The same voice rang in Bernadette Gustave's ears. Her pupils contracted and her hands trembled unconsciously.

Cattleya, who was standing respectfully beside her, raised her head slightly and asked in a strange tone:

"What's wrong, Your Majesty?"

Bernadette was silent.

"He is back..." After a long time, Bernadette sighed deeply and said quietly, not knowing how much excitement and fear were contained in it.

"Him?"

"My father, Roselle Gustav. He is back, from death."

However, I don't know if the one who returns can still be considered Him.

Perhaps, I need to speed up the process of contacting people related to my father...

Bernadette thought to herself.

And in front of the High-Dimensional Overlooker and Alistair Tudor, a figure slowly emerged.

The Fallen Mother Goddess looked at the high-dimensional overwatcher wearing a black robe and growing countless broken bat wings with brass eyes. She couldn't help but take a closer look and reminded him:

"You have an 'original' aura."

"I have contained the White Tower, so it is not surprising that He will awaken." The High-Dimensional Overlooker said nonchalantly, "I have two paths myself. In addition, the will of the Demon of Knowledge in the Hermit has not awakened, so God will not fully awaken in my body."

"Besides, I am not like those fragile guys who are afraid of the awakening of the old will."

The Fallen Mother Goddess nodded and said, "We are the original aspect. In this respect, our will is indeed stronger than the life that has been promoted by taking magic potions. But the status of God himself is higher than yours. You have not yet reached the level of a pillar, at most you are only 'half a pillar'."

"But you still have to be careful. I don't want you to become a 'God' one day. When that happens, our covenant will be invalidated, and I will use Klein Moretti to open the seal and take away my essence."

"Of course, this is what we agreed on." The High-Dimensional Overlooker responded: "Now I will fulfill my first promise."

He raised his hand slightly, and the Kingdom of God, which was originally made up of books, collapsed and destroyed in an instant, and the place suddenly turned into a dark field.

Planets and projections of worlds appeared around him, turning this place into a wilderness made of stars. In the wilderness, endless grids appeared, bringing everything into order.

Speaking of knowledge, how could the knowledge in books record all the knowledge in the starry sky?

Under this brilliant galaxy, the red moon suddenly lit up, and a door opened along with the red moon. In front of the high-dimensional viewer, a plump woman walked out of the door, holding an ear of wheat in her hand.

"Mother."

Lilith knelt down and waited silently for the response from the Fallen Mother Goddess. After the Fallen Mother Goddess reached an agreement with him and stopped eroding Lilith, Lilith's condition improved a lot.

His desire to seek the characteristics of the "moon" is nothing more than a way to exchange a way out from the erosion of the past. With the protection of the Fallen Mother Goddess, Lilith does not have to worry about whether she will perish in the war of gods.

With the leadership and help of the higher-dimensional overlords, Lilith, who was originally unable to communicate with the Outer Gods, got the opportunity to communicate. It was already not easy to survive in a safer and less risky way. Why would Lilith refuse such a deal?

Moreover, the Fallen Mother Goddess even promised Lilith to save her race in exchange for the characteristics of "mother", which made it even more impossible for Lilith to refuse such a condition.

The only thing that made Lilith feel a little strange was that the Fallen Mother Goddess seemed to be very satisfied with Lilith's behavior of disguising herself as the mother of the God of War. She even (under the persuasion of the higher-dimensional overseers) did not ask Lilith and her race to change their life forms and become the wriggling pieces of flesh that were more suitable for the physique of the Outer God baby.

The Fallen Mother Goddess took the wheat ear from Lilith's hand and smoothly integrated the uniqueness of this "mother" path into her own body.

Lilith lowered her head even lower, and the Fallen Mother Goddess and the High-Dimensional Overlooker did the same thing just now, but the Mother Goddess placed a mark on Lilith, making her a child who shared her "anchor".

The high-dimensional overlord laughed lightly, and countless fine silk threads appeared around him.

These threads swept across the container of the Fallen Mother Goddess under the gaze of the brass eyes and the cold pupils of nothingness, making Her appearance no different from that of the "Mother Goddess of the Earth" Lilith just now.

"One thing for another, the passage of 'Mother' for the return of 'Black Emperor'."

The High-Dimensional Overlooker said, He stretched out His hand and handed over the ownership of the pollution on "Rossel Gustav" to the Fallen Mother Goddess.

"The resurrection of the Black Emperor has reached the second step. All the people of Intis have heard the voice of Roselle Gustav." The Fallen Mother Goddess reminded:

"When the Black Emperor descends upon the world, it is very likely that a second war between gods will be reignited."

"They won't. This is not in their interest." The High-Dimensional Overlooker smiled slightly. "The Eternal Blazing Sun is dead, and the God of Steam and Machinery doesn't have the energy to fight another war of gods. Even if Roselle wants to turn against me, I can use the previous method to control Roselle."

The High-Dimensional Overlooker was referring to the method of controlling Mr. "Door", but there were too many people here, so He did not explain in detail.

"Ha..." The Fallen Mother Goddess smiled:

"It's a pleasure to work with you."

-

In the Abyss of Storm, Leodro sat on his throne. He felt the previously restless primordial will in his body slowly calm down again.

"call..."

He looked at the black shadow spreading over the land of Intis in the distance, and his brows furrowed even more deeply: the Black Emperor had awakened, but the pollution on his body had not yet been removed - this state was very bad, and it was far different from what had been expected.

Leodro paused for a moment and sensed a slightly different aura from the pollution - it seemed that the Black Emperor was not only contaminated by the Fallen Mother Goddess.

The pollution belonging to the "Red Moon" contained in it seemed to be very small, which was very different from when Roselle fell before. This made Leodero feel that something was wrong.

"What happened? Could it be that the Fallen Mother Goddess is in a bad state, and the pollution placed on Roselle has been cleared?"

Leodro hesitated slightly, wanting to use his church to find out the awakened Black Emperor and the current emperor of Loen - but then, he felt a familiar wave coming, turned around and let the Goddess of Night enter his kingdom of God.

"What is it, Amanesis?"

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Emperors

Chapter 306 Emperors

Huang Tao had a nightmare.

He dreamed that he returned to his hometown, a land full of traffic. But the difference was that the one who returned was the governor of Intis, Roselle Gustav.

"Who are you?"

Huang Tao walked into his home and heard his mother say this to him. The mirror reflected the angular European face, which made Huang Tao stunned.

"Tao, why are you doing this?"

Then, he saw the scene in front of him change, and heard his father say to him in disappointment: "Have you forgotten everything our Huang family taught you?"

"I've seen what you've done. Colonization, claiming to be an emperor... You did well in high school. You really raised a good son for us who will be infamous forever!"

No, I'm not like that. I thought it was just a game, a different world, and I didn't think about...

No—Dad would never talk to me like that!

Huang Tao looked solemn:

"Who are you?"

…

"Welcome, Huang Tao." The high-dimensional looker said lightly, "You finally woke up."

"Who are you?"

Huang Tao opened his eyes, and what came into view was the white dome. This appearance made his polluted and tortured brain feel somewhat familiar with this scene for a moment, but he still couldn't find the corresponding scene in his mind.

In other words, Huang Tao - Roselle Gustav, Caesar the Great, doesn't want to recall.

"Let me put it another way - Brother Huang Tao, you really slept enough this time." The High-Dimensional Overlooker changed his tone, clapped his hands, and said easily: "Let me introduce myself again, my last name is Gao."

"GAO?" Huang Tao's brain, as if glued together, gradually woke up under the stimulation of external information. He turned his eyes to the high-dimensional person in front of him and asked, "Chinese?"

"That's right."

The High-Dimensional Overlooker said in a relaxed tone: "It's great that you still remember everything about the Old Era."

"The old days, the old days..." Huang Tao suddenly became depressed. He looked at the floor under his feet and sighed deeply: "Yes, the old days, our era has perished."

I can't go back... After recalling this cruel fact, Huang Tao smiled bitterly. He once thought that he was the protagonist of an era and the destined king of this world. Isn't that what is written in novels? The time traveler is the destined protagonist.

Unfortunately, in the end, he discovered that he had been trapped in the Outer Gods' scheme for a long time and could not escape.

No, now I have left the mausoleum that I prepared before, so now... Huang Tao's heart tightened, and he began to examine his condition, but he found that his condition was unexpectedly good, and he didn't even see many signs of contamination.

Has the trace of contamination by the Mother Goddess disappeared from my body?

"How did you do that?"

Huang Tao looked at the High Dimension Overlooker and asked Him. The High Dimension Overlooker just smiled and hooked his finger at him:

"Come out, and join me."

Is that the way to play... Are you also a Riddler? Mastered by Zaratul? I don't think you are a "fortune teller"... Huang Tao felt a part of his body harden (fist), but he still suppressed the urge to beat up the Riddler and followed the High-Dimensional Overlooker to walk outside.

The further he walked, the more familiar the scenery around him felt to Huang Tao. After a brief thought, a name appeared in his brain, which had not been used for a long time.

"Is this the White Maple Palace?"

"That's right, Baifeng Palace, where you were assassinated." The High Dimension Overlooker replied, and walked out of Baifeng Palace. Huang Tao listened to the calm tone of the High Dimension Overlooker, and inexplicably felt a little mocking. A human figure made of starlight stood in front of the two of them, and under his feet were corpses falling to the ground one after another.

The blood gathered together to form a winding river, dyeing the entire Baifeng Palace blood red.

"Super Star Lord, one of the most powerful outer gods in the universe." The High Dimension Overlooker pulled down an invisible curtain to separate the connection between Super Star Lord and himself. He was going to tell Huang Tao a set of ambiguous words to ruthlessly cut himself off from Super Star Lord.

"Why did the alien gods come here?" Huang Tao turned his head immediately and looked at his fellow villager in front of him in shock: "The earth was invaded by alien gods? What happened?"

"Not really - the war on Earth right now is actually caused by the local true god. The Church of the Sun in Intis is now in name only, and will probably turn to believe in the True Creator. The Moss Ascetic Order has also been reorganized, and is now turning to the direction of a formal church."

"Well, the Kingdom of Loen has also become an empire. I have reached an agreement with Alistair Tudor that I will use the 'Conqueror' trait that I will copy from the nobles of Intis to exchange for other traits."

The Outer God High Dimension Overlooker who invaded the Earth said as he raised his hand to take the "Conqueror" attribute thrown by the Super Star Overlord and smiled:

"Ready to leave?"

He took two steps forward and drew a curtain in front of him, isolating Huang Tao from behind him. Huang Tao was still in deep thought, feeling that he seemed to be left far behind by the train of the times.

Under this invisible and imperceptible curtain, Huang Tao didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

The Church of the Sun is gone? The Moss Ascetic Order is going to be transformed into a church? Didn't Alistair Tudor die a long time ago? Why did he appear now?

For Huang Tao, this feeling was like he had missed class for just one day and then found that he could no longer understand what the teacher was saying.

"almost."

Facing the question from the High-Dimensional Overlord, the Super Star Lord said with anger in his tone: "With a thing like you here, how can I get the characteristics?"

"What's wrong with me?" The High-Dimensional Overlooker waved his hands and said aggrievedly,

"It was just the situation at that time. Yes, the situation forced me. Even if I backstabbed you, the 'Lord of Billions of Stars', I also backstabbed the 'Lord of the Spirit World' and the 'Incarnation of Sefirah Castle'!"

"Then you give me the 'Conqueror' trait?"

"Take care." The High-Dimensional Overlooker quickly replied, and took the Beyonder into his arms:

"Chaoxing, you know, based on our friendship, I won't harm you - the only path I need from God is the White Tower, and our paths are not adjacent, so there's no need for me to snatch your Essence from you, right?"

He was sincere and heartfelt, just like Herabergen yesterday: "Look, you're the first person I think of when I need help, and you're also the first person I think of when there's something good. Think about Ah Huan and Xiao Yiyu in the starry sky, their essence is still sealed inside."

"Think about who this happened to."

"Me," the high-dimensional overlooker said casually, seemingly without any guilt at all.

The Outer Gods always have a compromising nature. They would naturally not agree to stop gathering and just take back their own essence. However, if they were asked to seal everyone's essence on Earth, the Outer Gods would happily take back their own essence.

This is especially true after the Higher Dimensional Overlooker backstabbed most of the Outer Gods and ejected part of their Essence into the Earth - the Higher Dimensional Overlooker did it on purpose.

Because this can reduce some obstacles to His plan. After observing for such a long time, the high-dimensional observer has some understanding of the behavior logic of the foreign gods.

The Super Star Overlord glanced at the High Dimension Overlooker and walked forward. He glanced at Roselle next to him and seemed to have discovered another True God who was about to be backstabbed by the High Dimension Overlooker.

He was indeed reliable when working with the High Dimension Overlooker, but when the cooperation with Him ended, everything had just begun. After the cooperation between the two was completed, the High Dimension Overlooker usually became the greatest danger.

Look at the lamp god in the pot, my friends. Now this outer god has become a weapon of a sequence seven extraordinary person. In the starry sky, he will probably be laughed at until the spiritual world is destroyed this time.

I can't become like the Lamp God… The Super Star Lord made up his mind secretly and disappeared on the spot.

The High-Dimensional Overlooker smiled - He did not intend to plot against the Super Star Overlord. After all, the two Outer Gods had a feud in the beginning because the High-Dimensional Overlooker was young and ignorant. The paths of the Super Star Overlord and his were not adjacent. As long as he did not intend to interfere with the path he wanted to accommodate, he would not take action against the Super Star.

When it is all over, there will be an irreconcilable war between Them.

The biggest problem now is that the High Dimensional Observer remained silent: the consciousness awakened in his body was not "God". After becoming omniscient, the burden on the High Dimensional Observer became heavier.

He turned his head and looked at Huang Tao.

…

"What do you mean?" Huang Tao was sitting in the White Maple Palace and asked in surprise, "The Church of the Sun is destroyed? What about the Eternal Blazing Sun?"

"The Eternal Blazing Sun is dead." The High-Dimensional Overlooker took a sip of black tea. The warm air filled the air, and He said slowly, "When I pulled out the 'tree' in Trier, I found that the Mother Tree of Desire had already taken root in Trier, and when the barrier weakened, He took the opportunity to pollute the Eternal Blazing Sun."

"Then the Eternal Blazing Sun and the True Creator began a war of gods. In the end, the True Creator won. The Eternal Blazing Sun's authority was taken back, and he became a soul herded by the True Creator. The True Creator was still worried that the original in him would awaken again, so he used herding to take back the authority."

"Indeed." Huang Tao asked like a curious baby: "How did you do it? I seem to have never seen you when I was alive - no, I was resurrected, so how should I say that I didn't see you before I died? You just woke up in the past few hundred years?"

"Your knowledge as the 'Knowledge Emperor' is all used to find faults, right? No, you don't have any other characteristics in your body now." The High-Dimensional Overlooker asked back, and then answered Huang Tao's question again: "You and I were brought to different places."

"I was not brought here by Tianzun - you fell into madness in your later years and probably didn't study the 'source essence' much; but I used another source essence to fall asleep until now, and only woke up a few years ago."

"Like 'Ancient Sun God'."

The high-dimensional overwatch made up a story, and with the help of the strongest "actor", the performance of the high-dimensional overwatch was seamless.

"Yes - but I still know the concepts of the Old Days and Source." Huang Tao sighed: "I am actually more concerned about my daughter Bernadette now. Other things can be filled in slowly. My country and these knowledge do not occupy a larger position in my heart. What I am most worried about now is my daughter, Bernadette Gustave."

"Your madness has been washed away, and your humanity is naturally abundant." The High-Dimensional Overlooker smiled:

"Moreover, with the 'Heir of Sefirah Castle', the 'True Creator', and the 'Goddess of Night' as your anchors, your configuration is also one of the most luxurious."

Of course, there is also the High-Dimensional Overlooker, who used to serve as Huang Tao's anchor. The current Black Emperor may be the one with the most stable mental state among the true gods on earth.

"Ah?" Huang Tao was stunned for a moment, not understanding what the high-dimensional overlord meant.

"I mean, these people are all time travelers."

"What do you mean? Wait, the Goddess of Night is also the True Creator?"

"I mean."

The high-dimensional looker smiled and said, "There are two Chinese among us. We have read your diary."

"Huang Tao, you don't want Huang Beibei to know that 'the taste of witch is really good', right?"

…

"Wanted all members of the Witch Cult." Alistair Tudor looked at his subjects crawling on the ground in front of him, his eyes constantly revealing a suppressed madness.

Beside Him, Gad II and the Pope of the Church of Night sat quietly. Below them, sitting on the same vertical seat as Alistair Tudor, was Gorvi Abraham.

"Yes, Your Majesty." The minister in charge of the 9th Military Intelligence Department prostrated himself on the ground and said to His Majesty. But then he heard the emperor's indifferent voice:

"Within six months, I want to see all members of the Witch Cult get out of Backlund."

A few drops of sweat dripped down the minister's head. He spoke with a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, six months seems..."

He knew how deeply involved MI9 was with the Witch Cult, so he would naturally face a lot of resistance if he suddenly changed his mind.

"Kill." The emperor sitting at the top said, "I will give you the power you want. You can eliminate anyone who obstructs your investigation."

"I only care about the final result. When the six months are up, if the Witch Cult is still in Backlund, your family will be the one to lose their heads. Ha, if you don't want to contribute, you will bleed."

Alistair Tudor waved his hand and reluctantly encouraged him, "Remember, you are not killing people, you are fighting."

"Fight for our Empire."

"Intis already has two consuls, two supreme emperors - if you are incompetent, if you are incompetent, I don't mind governing the country myself."

Alistair Tudor swept his eyes across the court, and wherever he passed, there was silence.

"I am the emperor