Mythological origins

"The effect of the game world will last for twenty years. During this period, the power of the Golden Talisman will resurrect everyone who was killed."

"Then Ramdo... has he died just now?"

"How can a Shinto monk use his real body to charge at an opponent he is not sure of?" Christine quickly calmed down from the shock and realized that her guess was unreasonable.

The fact was just as she expected.

The one who just rushed forward was just a clone of Ramdo.

Even the divine weapon on his body was a high-quality imitation that only had the power of three hits and would fall apart after hitting.

Shinto originally focused on survival and hard work. Except for this guy, other true gods were only in the early seventh stage.

As the strongest in Shinto, although he was not the king of survival, Ramdo still knew how to hide in the kingdom of God and let his clone explore the way, constantly trying and making mistakes until he could kill with one hit.

This is the normal way for Shinto monks to meet the enemy.

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"What an exaggerated brute force, he killed Raphael in one bite."

Somewhere in the void, Ramdo, sitting on the throne, shook the blood-red wine in the glass cup in his hand, and repeated everything that happened on the No. 1067 flagship with a slightly solemn look.

The hundreds of light screens around the throne were all replaying the scenes frame by frame at different angles.

His true body has been hidden in the kingdom of God called the Light Crown Oracle Titan City.

In the kingdom of God, there are eighteen angels that he designed based on himself and spent hundreds of years. Each of them has the strength of a true immortal.

This Raphael is the seventh angel among them.

It's just that he has been keeping it secret. Usually, he only shows himself as an angel's agent, because all of this is part of his plan to break through to the eighth level.

The eighteen angels are like incarnations, each inheriting a corner of Ramdo's power. As long as he doesn't die, the angels can be resurrected in the kingdom of God.

In order to find the most suitable path for himself, he creatively split the extremely difficult fourth calamity of the reincarnation calamity left by Bai Mo into eighteen parts, intending to use eighteen angels to overcome a small calamity respectively, and finally merge them into one, so that the main body can enter the eighth level.

And the person who has been responsible for playing him and guarding the 1067th Daqian flagship for the past ten years is the seventh angel Raphael.

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"You...are...looking...at me?"

While Ramdo was observing this "thousand-handed" monster, he inexplicably read these words from the other party.

Those were not the words on the black hand, nor were they sounds, nor were they fluctuations, but simply "meaning".

"Can you see me too?" He did not believe it was his illusion, put down the wine glass and asked directly.

"The moment you see me, I can see you too."

"You are Bai Mo, but that monster is not like you."

"Strictly speaking, the evil corpse is also "me", an obsession of mine, which is similar to you, an angel."

Bai Mo and Ramdo, the two of them crossed many spaces and chatted in a peculiar way.

Just when the Golden Talisman of the World Resurrection resurrected the Seventh Angel, he caught a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg of Ramdo's plan.

The four words "similar in nature" made Ramdo think of many things.

Bai Mo killed the three corpses. Maybe in the future, he also wanted to unite the three corpses and step into a higher level?

Putting aside the hatred of destroying the Tao, Ramdo felt that he had a lot in common with this guy.

Similar cultivation ideas.

And, the character of not trusting anyone in his bones.     The One-Wheel Religion founded and revived by Ramdo has no other true gods or subordinate gods in the upper level. They are all angels who are as one with him.

He is the absolute and only voice.

How similar to the White Land.

"But fortunately, what you saw today is just a tributary of the Black Tide." Bai Mo suddenly said something strange.

"..."

"If it is the main trunk of the black tide in the solar system, what you see is what you can reach. When you 'see' him, he not only 'sees' you, but also touches you. At that time, your kingdom of God can no longer be hidden or protected."

To be fair, Bai Mo has no hatred for Ramudo. After all, he was the one who beat people up and Ramudo was beaten up.

He still admired this genius Shinto monk, so he said a few more words.

"Observation is looking at each other, what you see is what you can reach, it's really outrageous..." Ramudo said in his heart.

"Observation is looking at each other" He can understand a little bit, just like the "word spirit" between the true immortals, the line of faith between the true gods and the believers.

In a sense, high-level existence is equivalent to having "eyes" all over the body. No matter from which angle others "look" at him, as long as they can see, it is equivalent to looking at him.

But this ability, once combined with what you see is what you can reach, is not just outrageous.

Being able to see and being able to influence and deploy power are two completely different things.

This means that the Shinto monks who have always relied on the high secrecy of the coordinates of the Kingdom of God to save their lives will lose all their secrecy and hiding when such an existence comes.

Turtle, forced to shed its shell.

After saying this, Bai Mo cut off the connection with Ramdo.

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"We are temporarily trapped in this temporary existence, the game world called Wuheyoujing, and the mirror world will last for about twenty years.

The branch of the black tide temporarily named "Thousand Hands" by the empire will be simulated first by the game world, so that we humans can accumulate experience.

In these twenty years, all the dead people and monsters will be resurrected, and some large-scale environmental destruction will be restored. The time interval between reappearance after death is one hour..."

"Twenty years later, the real 'Thousand Hands' will come, and the immortality effect will fade at the same time, and mankind will usher in a catastrophe!"

In the small world of Azure Star, Farel read the message left by Bai Mo while sending all of them to the Imperial Parliament.

After she had a frank chat with Bai Mo earlier, she no longer concealed her true immortal identity in the empire. With Christine's confirmation and the endorsement of the two true immortals, the weight of her words became extremely heavy.

"In other words, we have twenty years of immortal time to try and error, try to find a way to survive in the hands of this monster, or go further and find a way to destroy Him!"

"What about the people in the Azure Star world?" Farel suddenly thought of something, "Are they within the range of Wuheyoujing?"

"No."

"Very good. "Farrell smiled sweetly, but the meaning behind it made people feel cold.

"Only a true life-and-death test can select qualified warriors."

"I hope you can say this in 20 years." Christine frowned slightly, she was a little unhappy with Farrell's double standards.

PS: I'm very sorry, I've been sick for several days and have been lying in bed, so I can't update.