Chapter 397: Immediately 1

"Sacrifice... what sacrifice, what are you talking about?"
Thor looked at Wang Yiyang in amazement.
Wang Yiyang looked calm.
"Countless creatures of the universe are about to usher in the end.
I'm just looking for an updated path for everyone, nothing more.
And exploration, seeking, need to consume, need to try. In this process, there will always be effort and sacrifice. "
"What the end? What are you talking about? Are you crazy? Do you know what you are doing? The Lord Gods will tear you to pieces!"
Raytheon couldn't believe that the person in front of him was a friend he was proud of.
He couldn't understand what the other person was saying.
When will the universe come to an end?
He didn't know this, he only knew that he saw Wang Yiyang devouring the flesh and blood of the gods.
He never thought that one day, he would face up to Wang Yiyang and said such things.
"Don't worry." Wang Yiyang looked calm. He kept swallowing a steady stream of golden lights.
The massive fantasy world of the gods and gods, like a moth puffing fire, was quickly attracted to him in front of him.
Just like the matter captured by a black hole.
Unable to break free, unable to escape, he could only be drawn step by step to the deepest part of Wang Yiyang's thinking prison.
"As long as I gain enough strength, I will stop. I will not completely wipe out the entire fourth floor."
Wang Yiyang is right, he absorbs too much power of the same type of mind, and he will become resistant, and he will lose his effect later.
So the fourth layer will not be effective until long.
But it doesn't mean that in Thor's ears.
He looked at Wang Yiyang indifferently.
The look was dazed from the beginning, then puzzled, and then angered.
"You are not normal anymore...you will not only ruin here, but also ruin you!"
Raytheon has already felt that his friend has lost his mind.
If we go on like this, the gods on the fifth floor will unite to punish Wang Yiyang.
Until then....
"Stop it! You will die!" Thor urged.
"....." Wang Yiyang stopped talking, but the strange luster flashed in his eyes.
In an instant, an invisible twist shrouded Thor, and the twenty-three-level limit of perceivable power forced the suppression of Thor.
The tremendous sensation was like a torrent of seawater, which was caught off guard and rushed in from Thor's eyes.
"You!!!" Thor wanted to dodge, but it was too late.
After a few rays of thunder flashed in his eyes, he slowly transformed into the same color luster as Wang Yiyang.
"My friend, let's sleep for a while. When you wake up, everything will return to normal."
Wang Yiyang did not kill Thor.
It was only a temporary seal that hypnotized him and let him fall into the dream hallucination he wanted.
With the strength of his psychic power at this time, and the accomplishment of hypnotic psychic spells.
It is quite easy to do this.
Although Thor is strong, the strength of the body is Huiyue.
Deal with Thor.
Wang Yiyang continued to open his arms and devoured a large number of golden of light.
The power of his mind is like boiling, frantic and agitated, blending the power of refined soul flowing out of the prison of thought.
The refined digestive ability of thinking prison has reached its limit.
But this layer of accumulation accumulated by the gods is really too much.
The ball of light is almost endless, and it represents countless fantasies and sustenances of mankind towards God.
At this time, these illusions are being swallowed up by Wang Yiyang.
This layer and the fifth layer are not simply referring to a planet, an area.
It is the imagination and worship of God by the entire stars.
The beliefs and affections brought by these cognitions have turned into countless accumulated perceptions, thus condensing into gods.
And Wang Yiyang is now devouring these beliefs.
And his own perception is also climbing rapidly.
This climbing speed has surpassed the accumulation and hard work of other mech divisions for decades, and has surpassed other people's grinding and refining for ten years.
Flying towards a higher level of qualitative change, flying towards the limits of humanity.
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Aries.
As the inheritance of history, and the most detailed classical constellation that records human changes.
The entire Aries has a thick historical atmosphere.
There are the oldest human remains here, and there is also a worship culture that has existed since the primitive era.
Here is a paradise of history, a gathering place of various classical cultures and arts.
At this time, the main star of Aries, the double-pointed star.
Wei Huan struck a trench coat and walked slowly in the largest national library on the planet.
Inside the huge library, bookshelves in the form of spiral towers were built, densely covered with countless yellowish books.
Wei Huan was invited to give a lecture on thinking development for the youngsters of Double Star.
As one of the twelve people with the highest intelligence in the entire group of stars, he is naturally a teacher with this qualification as a thinking development course.
In his free time and rest, he was also thinking about how to deal with it. He had promised to contact Wang Yiyang before.
Contact with Wang Yiyang must be put on the agenda as soon as possible.
Wei Huan thought about the schedule afterwards, while walking slowly in the library.
He picked up a handbook on the history of the library from the short bookshelf beside him.
The manual describes some of the history of this library.
There is an explanation of the name of the library.
The St. Hlatif Library, Hlatif in its real name, is derived from the God of Record, Hlatif.
This deity is a neutral deity shared by many myths in Aries.
Closing the brochure, Wei Huan squeezed and continued on.
Turn around an adjacent hall.
In front of him there was an open field, and a group of pupils wearing red hats were visiting the library.
The teacher in charge is a young and beautiful gentle woman, wearing a moon-white long dress and a big white hat with wavy edges. She is explaining the history here to the students.
"The St. Hlatif Library is the largest library of the double-pointed stars. Its name was originally taken from a place called Hlatif.
There used to be many writers in seclusion, in order to avoid the war at that time, but also to save the many books that writers have difficult to collect.
So, this library.
As for the prefix of the holy, it means that it was once sealed by the later imperial monarch. "
Wei Huan also heard the explanation from the female teacher.
He frowned slightly, just what he saw in the brochure, but that was not the explanation.
He picked up the book in his hand again and looked at the page with the library name.
Lines of fine print are clearly printed on the white paper.
‘The name St. Hlatif’s library derives from the blessing of a former monarch and the original name of the village where the library used to be. ’
"Huh??" Wei Huan stepped, his eyes widening slightly.
The page he just read, just half a minute ago, is not yet such a text.
But now...!
Wei Huan's heart was awe-inspiring, and he quickly stood on the spot, quickly flipping through the book in his hand.
However, even though he went through the entire manual, he could not find any record about the of record.
"Why...? I just saw it..."
Wei Huan's eyes grew wider.
If he is just an ordinary person, it may be normal for his memory to be confused.
But he is not very human, but a mecha division.
And it is still one of the twelve who won the highest intelligence title of the entire stars.
Whether it is deduction, memory, or spatial imagination, he is undoubtedly the strongest.
But now, he actually has memory confusion! ?
"No.... Impossible! I just made it right. The name of this library should come from the of record... the of record... wait, who is it?"
Suddenly Wei Huan realized that he was quickly forgetting the name of the of record.
This situation is simply incredible.
It is only he who has a very fine control of his own perception and memory that can notice this.
Soon another half minute passed.
Wei Huan found that he could not remember who the of record was.
And he gradually began to doubt that the words he had just seen might have been misunderstood.
"It's not right..." Wei Huan closed his eyes, carefully observed his perception, and realized whether his consciousness was disturbed.
But to no avail.
He was not disturbed in any way.
"There must be something happening..." Wei Huan had such a hunch.
He has been pursuing a perpetual meeting, trying to get revenge.
And what the Sustainability Council is best at is the assassination attack.
So this also caused Wei Huan to be on alert anytime, anywhere.
Despite the recent news that the chairman of the Perpetual Recession has fallen and replaced the newcomer.
But Wei Huan did not fluctuate.
He just wanted to find the real murderer who killed his father.
It is precisely because he is in a state of vigilance at any time, so he can notice the short-term changes in his thinking and cognition.
"What the is..." Intuition told him that something extremely serious and important is happening.
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Capricorn, the eastern constellation, in which hundreds of inhabited planets, in countless temple cluster buildings.
All the murals of the record about Herativ, the record god, began to fade and blur.
There seems to be some invisible power that affected all these recorded murals at the same time.
But the strange thing is that very few people notice this.
Many people looked at the blurry changes of the murals, but they didn't find anything. I still appreciate the picture.
But not everyone did not pay attention.
In Capricorn, there is the Blue Hole Research Institute, the largest real research institute among the stars.
At this time in the institute.
A bearded old man with some baldness is holding the classics of the of record, frowning and reading carefully.
The writing on the classics is blurring, fading, and becoming blank at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Bell. It seems that you have also found it." A faint, low voice came from the old man's right side.
Soon a red robe figure flashed out of thin air and landed in the empty place.
The person here is a middle-aged woman with long brown hair with a hawk nose.
In the current atmosphere of the stars, women generally modulate their faces to make themselves more beautiful and perfect.
But the woman in the red robe in front of him was a strange person.
Her entire face showed no traces of modulation.
Not beautiful or ugly, just ordinary and ordinary.
"Silek. You are here..."
The bald bearded old man named Bell did not raise his head, his eyes still staring at the textbook in his hand.
"It's exactly the same record that happened 1,300 years ago. Now the same thing happened again." Bell said lowly.
"This is the of record." The red robe woman Sileka nodded, her face solemn.
"He is slowly falling. We must investigate what happened."
Bell nodded but did not reply to confirm her suggestion.
As the helm of the crystal sect today, Bell has his own overall considerations.