I became the Great Old One

"The power of mortals is truly worthy of awe."

The goddess Ergani sighed softly. At this time, she and her brother Quetzalcoatl stood under Su Heng's throne and were mobilizing their wisdom and authority. In the void of subspace in front of them, the illusion of Dones was projected.

"If Donius's super sense continues to strengthen, maybe he will discover the existence of subspace." Quetzalcoatl said, with a little worry in his voice.

"The warp is indeed a double-edged sword."

Ergani nodded: "The subspace can greatly improve the development level of dragonborn, but at the same time, it will also bring chaos and disaster."

"I wonder if it would be too early for the Dragonborn to come into contact with the subspace now. The current Dragonborn, whether in terms of power or social system, have not yet grown up to touch the subspace. The point.”

Quetzalcoatl said worriedly.

Compared to Su Heng's free rein, Quetzalcoatl has put in a lot of effort for the dragonborn over the past hundreds of years.

He watched the establishment of the Dragonborn Dynasty and its development step by step until today, and also hoped that the Dragonborn Dynasty could continue to develop steadily.

"That's right!" Quetzalcoatl seemed to suddenly think of something, turned around and said to Elgani: "Elgani, my dear sister, you have the authority of wisdom and can see what will happen in the future. Can you use your prophecy ability to judge whether Dones's attempt was successful or failed? If he really discovered the subspace, what kind of impact would it have? "

Quetzalcoatl became extremely curious about Ergani's prophetic ability.

He asked enthusiastically at this time.

"This..." Ergani smiled and shook his head: "Just leave matters to mortals to choose. As for the success of Dones's attempt, it actually depends on us."

"It depends on us?" Quetzalcoatl apparently did not understand the meaning of Ergani's words.

"Even if Dones can successfully enter the subspace, the chaotic power in the subspace and the brilliance of his father are not something a mortal can bear. If we don't protect him during this process, Dones' soul will be touched. The first time he reaches the subspace, it turns into nothingness, and his attempt will naturally fail."

Ergani has never been a riddler, and explained in detail: "Only if we help him protect his soul during his attempt, Dones will have the possibility of success."

"I see…"

Quetzalcoatl asked: "So, should we choose to help or not?"

"If I remember correctly, Dones and brother should be very good friends." Ergani did not choose to answer the question directly, but continued: "To help or not to help, the answer is not already there Are you aware of it?

And... I'm also very interested in the so-called extraordinary organs. "

"Is the God of Wisdom also interested in the wisdom crystallization of mortals?" Quetzalcoatl asked curiously.

"Of course." Ergani did not hide his praise for mortals: "Compared to individuals, our power is great. But if we are facing a civilization, even we must remain in awe ”

"However, speaking of prophecies, something extraordinary may really happen during this period."

between the two of them.

Ergani seemed to feel something suddenly, a look of surprise appeared on her beautiful face.

"What happened?" Quetzalcoatl scratched its feathers with its claws, envious of Ergani's omniscient ability. Staying in the subspace, you can know everything that happens in the world, which is a must-have for lazy people.

"It's about the Western Continent. The prophesied fourth-generation God King seems to be about to appear." Ergani frowned and said, "However, this matter involves Caius after all. Under the protection of his power, , my prediction ability has been suppressed, and the prediction results may be slightly biased."

"Really? That's pretty good."

Zeus once harassed his sister, and Quetzalcoatl didn't like this guy very much.

The birth of the fourth-generation God King meant that Zeus's rule was about to end. Thinking that his enemy would be unlucky, Quetzalcoatl felt much better.

However, Ergani, who was beside the Quetzalcoatl, fell into deep thought after predicting this incident. There were rays of light in her eyes, as if she was thinking seriously about something.

…

at the same time.

Winterfell, in the School of Fire.

In the auditorium made of stone, Dones began his own attempt to condense extraordinary organs.

The power hidden in his blood was mobilized by Dones with all his strength. The hot blood surged and roared in his body, and his old body filled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The skin is tight, the muscles are as hard as steel, and the blue-black muscles and blood vessels are crisscrossing the body like chains.

A searing wave of air spread out in all directions, centered on Dones' body.

When we got along in the past.

Donez feels more like a kind old man.

And now, when Dones re-enters the fighting state, even though he is old and weak, the wisps of fighting spirit that he inadvertently exudes are still frightening.

"This is the hero from myths and legends! The myth who killed the son of the evil god in Winterfell!"

In the hall, some disciples lowered their voices and exclaimed.

But he quickly covered his mouth, and even his breathing became as weak and smooth as possible, fearing that the sound he made would disturb Donies's attempt.

In Donies' body.

A stream of dark red air flowed out from different corners of the body.

It converged towards Donies' brain like a hundred rivers returning to the sea. Donies's mental will was still strong, but his blood and qi had already declined at this time. It was a big test for him to condense extraordinary organs.

He tried his best to squeeze the potential of his body, and the intense pain of cramps and marrow came from his body.

But Donies seemed to be unaware, just moving forward step by step according to his plan.

Finally, enough blood and qi were condensed in Donies' brain.

Under the tempering of blood and mental will, Donies' brain began to transform, and warm air flows gathered in the brain, gradually condensing into a spindle.

The spindle woven by the power of blood is between illusion and reality.

The spindle kept beating like a heart, and every beat made Donis's perception stronger.

He had his eyes closed, but he could clearly feel every detail in the city, the worried expressions on the faces of the disciples in front of him, the snowflakes falling from the sky, the ancient mottled blood on the city wall...

These images were getting closer and clearer.

Until the end.

Bang!

With a loud bang like the beginning of the world, all the images disappeared.

A crimson sky appeared in front of Donis, and golden flames burned in the vast wilderness. At the end of the sky and the earth, a dark throne stood tall, and the figure sitting on it obscured the stars and the sun and the moon.

"That's... God!"

Donis was extremely shocked, but he didn't have time to think about why he was here.

An unbearable sense of nothingness appeared in his consciousness.

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