Mystery: The High-Dimensional Overlooker.

Senior's body trembled as blood-red and black mist, which seemed to contain a curse, merged into his body, causing his body, which was originally stronger than that of an average man, to quickly become shriveled, like a dried corpse.

The red and black curses on his body gradually materialized, condensing into "shrouds" like mummies. Behind him was the "tree of flesh and blood" that gradually withered.

The angel who was conceived in the tree of flesh and blood has been held in the hands of the "True Creator" and looks like he will die in a while. The "Mother Tree of Desire" transferred its gift in time and gave excess power to the "Blood Admiral".

A ferocious look gradually appeared on Senior's face. The clothes on his body were in tatters, and with every step he took, there were many more biological tissues on his body that were more likely to be ordinary people.

He walked forward, his body losing control while showing the complete form of a mythical creature that was collapsing. He dragged his body onto his flagship "Tree of Flesh", and his body gradually grew in size as it collapsed, eventually enveloping the entire flagship.

Senior, who retained half of his humanoid upper body, violently twisted his ship and crashed into the "Lost Home" in the distance!

……

"He is back..."

Leodro sighed and looked at the precarious star barrier, but in the end he did not choose to descend from the gods.

He considered whether to shake the anchor of Oseikus and the True Creator, but ultimately chose not to.

If the astral barrier is broken, then all of their gods will be in the aftermath of the old war.

……

"it's time."

The high-dimensional overlooker raised his hands, and countless threads suddenly floated around him. These threads were like gentle tentacles, gently cutting into the tree trunk, as if performing a delicate operation, and were integrated into the history of this world through the "Tree of Shadows".

Flames, flames, flames everywhere you look.

Everything in the past reappears around the tree of shadow like a revolving lantern. The joy of thousands of years reappears at this moment, and countless desires and depravities also cling to it. And in the midst of all this, a seemingly unyielding flame ignited, trying to burn everything here.

At this moment, under the "harmony" of this tree, happiness and decadence seemed to have become a pair of synonyms. The body of the high-dimensional overlooker tensed, and his right hand slightly pulled back, pulling an illusory figure out of the flames.

Emerging from the Shadow Tree was a man who looked to be in his thirties with beautiful long brown hair. The lines on his face seemed to be cut by a knife or an axe, with hard lips, a raised nose, and eyes as blue as the sea.

He didn't possess the slightest aura of extraordinary power, yet he seemed to possess a will of his own. He opened his eyes, seemingly still unaware of his own "death." After a moment, he raised his head slightly, gazing at the deity before him, a cruel and insane smile flashing across his face.

He was about to take a step forward, but his body suddenly shattered, leaving only half of his body. Behind the young man, a terrifying scream came from the tree, turned into a shadow, and twisted outward.

In this thick tree, layer after layer of bark peeled off, and a large amount of memories and history emerged from it. These histories rushed outward, as if wanting to tear the body of the young man in front of him into pieces.

After the Shadow Tree was activated in advance, the Mother Tree of Desire obviously discovered the High-Dimensional Overlooker and the Fallen Mother Goddess who appeared here. She could not figure out how these two gods, who were not supposed to know about her layout here, could accurately locate this place.

He subconsciously resisted. Even if he could not completely preserve the place here, he still wanted to take away the depravity and desire contained in the Shadow Tree that he had laid out for thousands of years!

In this way, even if there is not enough time, you can use these desires to rearrange a weaker back-up plan!

But the two gods squatting here will not give this shadow tree, which even angels can destroy, a chance. If this could be packed away by the Mother Tree of Desire that is still in the sky, it would be a bit disrespectful to a pillar and an old human body.

Curtains fell from the sky, isolating this place from the outside world. The Fallen Mother Goddess also used the "anchor" of the Earth Mother God that she had captured in some of the temples dedicated to the "Earth Mother Goddess" and her connection with the Red Moon to temporarily create a war that would not be possible at this time. There should be a bright red full moon.

The Fallen Mother Goddess doesn’t need much faith from the earth, she doesn’t care. But He can use these anchors called "faith" to further erode the authority of the "Earth Goddess".

The power of evil here gradually weakens, but the breath of spirituality and life flourishes. As the "beginning of evil", the authority of the Fallen Mother Goddess originally included part of the symbol possessed by the Mother Tree of Desire.

Although He lost his mother and the moon, two pathways that symbolized life and spirituality, the pathway that symbolized the realm of "evil" was still in the starry sky and within His body.

The shadow that had been isolated by heavy curtains became even weaker, and the brilliance of the shadow of the young man who was about to be broken began to shine again. He took a step forward and walked into the area covered by the curtain.

"Duke Abraham..."

Arista Tudor looked at the young man in front of him who was wearing the same clothes as his old friend Mr. "Door" but wearing a monocle, and inexplicably felt a little funny and weird in his heart.

He knew that the person in front of him could not be Mr. Bert Abraham, the "Gate" of the past. There must be some other strange existence under this layer of skin.

But what does this have to do with him?

Feeling increasingly lucid, Arista Tudor watched the flickering scenes of light and shadow before his eyes, as if he was explaining to himself in a rather joking manner the events and history that emerged after his death.

——He was resurrected in a strange manner by a strange authority. He compared his mental state. Now he felt that his spirit was more like the state he had before becoming an angel.

The reason why it is strange is that theoretically he cannot be resurrected. Both the uniqueness of the "Black Emperor" and the uniqueness of the "Red Priest" were accommodated again by others after his death. He is not an extraordinary person related to the "God of Death", and cannot leave a backup plan after death to return from death.

He surveyed his body, only to find that he had no connection to the path he once held. After all, as a deity who had once occupied the position of a true god of a path, Arista Tudor could at least sense some characteristics connected to him, but now, there was nothing.

No, rather than a resurrection, this is more like a "historical projection" drawn from history by "ancient scholars" that allowed me to occupy this body now. Arista Tudor speculated, perhaps realizing that he had not truly resurrected yet.

However, the core of this ability is completely different from that of ancient scholars. This is not like an ability that can be used in battle - pulling out a self-aware but powerless phantom in battle is useless, and it is even worse than making a realistic illusion.

Alistar looked at the drooping curtains around him, and seemed to realize that his strange appearance here at this moment was crucially connected to these curtains.

As the former Blood Emperor, he immediately calmed down his expression and revealed a deliberately fake cruelty on his face - his current condition was extremely good, and he felt that he had never been so awake before.

The madness he'd felt earlier, brought on by his change of direction, didn't seem to reappear in him. He reflected on the decisions he'd made during the war, thinking that if he'd taken less risky and radical actions during the battle with the other three emperors, he might have avoided his death on the battlefield.

The Seven Gods... He shook his hand, looked at the high-dimensional overlooker in front of him, and asked him:

"what do you want?"

Arista Tudor gazed at the higher-dimensional being before him, knowing that neither his worth nor his character would make him a priority for support from the other gods. At the time, the other seven gods preferred to support Trunsoest rather than him.

In his opinion, the only reason why others support him is to obtain certain benefits by leveraging certain characteristics that may exist in him.

"There is an opportunity for you to return to the throne of God. Are you willing to try?"

The High-Dimensional Overlooker spoke to Alistair Tudor with a gentle expression. There was a hint of joy in his tone, which made Alistair Tudor frown, but he said nothing.

He looked at the two gods in front of him. The one behind him had an evil and charm that Tudor could not resist, which reminded him of Trunsoest's wife; but when he turned his eyes to the god in front of him who looked like Mr. "Door", he felt as if he was being watched by all seven gods at that time.

Seeing that the former "Blood Emperor" in front of him seemed to be hesitant, Gao Wei looked down and couldn't help but smile, and said to the Blood Emperor like a kind young man or an old friend:

"I need an earthly representative, just like the Seven Gods supported your colleague Trunsoest. The difference is that the Seven Gods chose Trunsoest, and I chose you."

"Aren't you one of the newly ascended true gods of this era?" Arista Tudor asked, sneering in the fine traditions of the Red Priest's Path. "Then it seems the Seven Gods were truly corrupt at the time. Were they defeated by the God of Death, so that they no longer even had the right to move on earth?"

The history he saw only ended when Russell became the Black Emperor, and his former boss Solomon completely disappeared from history and turned into dust in history.

Of course, Arista Tudor still had doubts in his heart. He knew that if this seemingly divine being before him could pull his will out of the boundless death, then Solomon's consciousness should not be able to do the same.

Compared with the ability to resurrect from the dead, the Black Emperor is much better than the Red Priest!

"That's not true. We can't blame them." Gao Wei looked down and smiled, "There are seven or eight gods now?"

"Eight?" Arista Tudor was startled, subconsciously glancing at the evil beauty behind the High-Dimensional Overlord. The Fallen Mother Goddess noticed Tudor's gaze, and a touch of kindness appeared on her face.

He doesn't mind having another child.

"You know him. The real creator who worked with you before has now returned to normal. If nothing unexpected happens, he will soon become the new righteous God." The High-Dimensional Overlooker said casually. He used his own body to look at the distant starry sky. After discovering that the "Tyrant" and the "White Tower" were motionless, he roughly understood the current situation.

The "Sun" betrayed, and the "Night" cooperated with the "Hanged Man"; the "Perfect Man" was still terrified that he would be backstabbed by the "Sun", and that he would be attacked by the "Hermit" who became (part of) a god.

These seven gods no longer have the same basic requirements as in the previous era to join forces to attack the "True Creator".

"The end is coming soon, and now is an era of strife. Just like the end of the Fourth Era, aren't you willing to return to this era to re-establish your own kingdom?"

"What do you mean? This will only benefit me in one way or another?" Arista Tudor couldn't help but laugh. "Even an evil god skilled in deception wouldn't deceive others like this. What good would it do you?"

The advantage is naturally that the true god of the "Judge" path will not appear, and the true god of the "Black Emperor" path will only be limited to Russell Gustav - and your memory is hot enough to burn the history contained in the "Shadow Tree", allowing the things here to be completely exposed.

The "Eternal Blazing Sun" was slightly contaminated by the "Mother Tree of Desire", and the collaboration in the dark was completely exposed——

The high-dimensional overlooker thought secretly in his heart.

However, he couldn't say that outwardly. If he let the Fallen Mother Goddess beside him know that he wanted to accommodate the extraordinary characteristics of a path that was not adjacent to her own—the senses and thinking abilities of the Old Ones were extremely sharp—it would be easy for other Old Ones to detect his hidden plan.

——Whether it is for the pillars or the ordinary old days, the plan of the high-dimensional overlookers to completely isolate the extraordinary and reality is unacceptable.

The high-dimensional overlooker is not the original child. He can use the specificity of his soul to make the new world cover the old world and allow the higher dimensions to penetrate the lower dimensions.

The consequences of all this are no easier than the consequences of waking up again in the first place. Before getting enough access, even the high-dimensional overlookers are not sure whether they can truly activate their own essence and connect the entire old world with extraordinary existence. Burned together by the new world.

Although Extraordinary characteristics will last forever, doing so does not destroy the Extraordinary characteristics. It just puts a layer of oil on the water, adding a layer of shackles to this world and all Extraordinary things.

“I want to keep the flame burning.”

There will be more in the afternoon

Chapter 252: Escape Magic (4k5 Second Update)

The "opera" is playful and the "actor" is comical.

No matter what kind of "role playing" it is, its core is to make others think that you have "replaced" the role being played.

Or, the role being played "replaces" you.

The same goes for history and time.

For the "high-dimensional overlooker", if he controls the present, he controls the past; if he controls the past, he controls the future.

The penetration of "higher dimensions" is always pervasive.

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"Of course, I can't just let you escape. After all, helping you revive would be a cost to me, and restoring your memories would be a burden." The High-Dimensional Overlooker smiled, but the smile gradually faded, leaving only pure divinity. He gazed at the Blood Emperor Alistair Tudor before him and spoke softly:

"I want you to set a fire. I will save all your memories, emotions, personality, and soul, and give them to another person, so that he will become more talented in becoming a 'red priest'."

"The fire you ignite with everything you have will burn away all of Trier's memories, and the Black Emperor you once feared will never appear again. The one who becomes the Black Emperor will never be Solomon, but only a descendant like Russell Gustav."

"This fire will expose the betrayal of the Eternal Sun, plunging the world into turmoil and strife."

"And in exchange, I give you the opportunity to become another person. You can corrupt Him, guide Him, and replace Him."

"You will become the 'Red Priest' of this era."

"You will be crazier than the last era, and you will become an ancient god with a hybrid path of 'Black Emperor' and 'Red Priest'. I will condense your extraordinary characteristics into the characteristics of Sequence One, and then when the Black Emperor revives Take away everything related to the 'Black Emperor' from you."

"You can be reborn, or you can die again; but no matter what, you can get a chance to live again."

Gao Wei looked down at the Blood Emperor whose eyes turned iron-black, and saw that the brown hair turned bright red.

"how?"

Arista Tudor was silent for a moment, and a crazy look appeared on his face again:

"it is good."

……

Klein looked at the "Tree of Flesh and Blood" crashing towards him with a solemn expression.

Half of Senior's body stood in the center of the large ship. Black-red mist continued to emit from his body, and it seemed that he was about to collapse.

But at the next moment, Senior suddenly jumped up. He abandoned his ship and jumped directly onto the "Lost Home" with countless evil organizations that proliferated on his body.