In the vast realm of God, an ancient world tree is constantly swaying its branches, and around, the power of terrifying belief is permeating this area.

Atis stood here, looking at the pure **** of faith around, feeling the countless lines of faith faintly connected, and smiled silently.

For him, whether it is nature or a real crisis, he would not make this choice.

At this moment, he thought of the initial period of time when he was ignorant.

Not as an ancient tree, but as a sapling that has not yet fully grown.

The boundless darkness shrouded his vision and perception, covering his soul. In the surroundings, boundless horror aura permeated the surroundings, constantly threatening his growth.

At that time, even with the godhead, because of the exhaustion of power and the infinite malicious erosion of the surrounding polluted world, life is always shrouded in darkness and can only grow hard.

I don't know how long it has passed. One day, the forest was ignited by a fire, which burned everything around.

Only his body, because of the blessing of the Godhead, despite the weakness and pain, has always supported his life.

This scene was inadvertently seen by a group of migrating primitive people, and then he became the **** of the tribe and accepted their worship.

The strength of faith that came from the heart gradually fell, blessed on Attis, and then passed through the gods, fed back to the surroundings, and protected these primitive tribes.

The contract between God and man is thus established.

After nearly a thousand years, generations changed, countless believers prayed silently under his body, placing their hearts and souls on him, until the faith accumulated by the entire tribe over the past thousand years awakened Attis.

This is the cause and effect of salvation and sustenance, and even the gods cannot ignore it.

His head gradually lowered, and countless lines of faith echoed in his mind, and countless believers were praying, waiting for his instructions and responses.

He sighed and responded to their prayers in his mind through the line of faith.

Believers have not violated the contract to provide for the gods sincerely, and as a god, naturally they cannot abandon their believers.

This is not only a contract, but also a cause and effect in the dark. Maybe those true gods can ignore it, but Attis can't.

As far as Atis is concerned, the divine power he has now, in the final analysis, is actually the support of the believer. If he abandons the believer, then this huge cause and effect will be reversed. Even with his current power, it is absolutely unbearable. .

Silently made up his mind, he looked at the two children beside him and smiled at them.

The void began to undulate, and in the depths of this universe, the laws of order began to emerge, driving the laws of chaos.

At this moment, whether it was the continent of Attis, the underground world, or other regions, a magnificent, warm voice sounded in the hearts of all followers of Attis.

In the church of the Yadi Su Empire, Gramma, dressed in a robe of the Pope, appeared in front of many sacrifices.

"The oracle has been issued, and all believers have begun to pray."

The underground world.

Whether it was a dark elf or a gray dwarf, at this time, a whole voice of prayer sounded around the underground cities.

Ancient gods

You are the sky, you are the earth, you are all beings, and you are the tree of the world.

God of mercy, you are the **** of nature,

For the stability of the world, you spread your divine power to all living beings

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The grand and solemn prayers sounded in every corner of the main world, gradually converging into a torrent, and gradually seduce the law in the dark.

Feeling all this in the void, Artis slowly closed his eyes.

His entire body disappeared, and then a huge old tree of the world gradually emerged, standing in the void, seduce a huge and immeasurable power of faith.

Under his impulse, the huge power of belief seems to have caused some changes. In the entire universe, the fluctuations of the laws are ringing.

The turbulence of the void continued to fluctuate, and storms surged, and the consciousness of the universe emerged and began to pay attention to this place.

The law was continuously linked, slowly emerging on the body of the ancient tree.

And inside the ancient tree's body, Attis's consciousness leaped fiercely, and the divine power originally accumulated in his body exploded, stimulating the power of the eight methods.

The power of the law of horror poured down, tightly wrapped around the body of the World Tree. In the void, countless thunders and meteor showers emerged, reflecting the void into a colorful appearance.

The frightening and terrifying aura gradually permeated. In an instant, the aura of the world’s ancient trees continued to rise, from the sixth-level peak, and after reaching the sixth-level limit, it jumped again, and the terrifying aura escaped and blew up in the void. The boundless storm.

"It's almost to the limit." Within the World Tree, Attis's will echoed, flashing this thought.

He looked at the destiny godhead in his body.

"The Godhead is something that is born after the power of the true God is condensed. Each complete Godhead represents the fall of a true God."

"If I absorb this complete destiny godhead at this time, with my accumulation, I am afraid that I will be able to directly have a power that is not inferior to the seventh level."

"But if so, I'm afraid I can't even ignite the sacred fire. Without the eternal source of self-condensation, I can only be regarded as a false **** at best, and I can't cope with this crisis at all."

"Furthermore, the power of destiny is not the path I chose after all."

He slowly moved his gaze away, and gradually condensed on a godhead that seemed illusory and revealed endless natural and profound meanings.

The cohesion of the godhead requires sufficient divinity, and at this time, Artis has accumulated enough natural divinity, and only the last step is to ignite the divine fire with the divine nature as a primer, and the godhead can be truly condensed.

The power of the laws of the outside world continued to condense, and when the aura reached a peak, Attis' consciousness gradually fell silent, and through this moment of transformation, he was connected to the laws of chaos in the underworld.

The pure soul slowly came to a chaotic world full of primitive laws, and countless knowledge of the laws infected his true spirit, madly pulling him.

In an instant, the ocean of laws he fell into was constantly improving.

However, for all of this, there was no sadness or joy in Attis' heart, but silently resisted the ubiquitous traction here and melted into the consciousness of the great chaos.

The chaotic world is the foundation of all universes and the place where the multiverse is bred. All universes draw the power of their origins from the chaos, and slowly make the universe grow.

Incorporating chaos consciousness is also the most critical step for eternity. Only by contacting the chaotic world at the bottom of the multiverse, engraving one's own mark on the world of law, and juxtaposition of one's own existence with the law, can it be regarded as true eternity. Since then, not only has the life span been lost, but even if it falls, it can be reborn from the imprint of the law and come back after accumulating enough strength.