Self-discipline is king in horse riding and slashing

"I'm coming!"

The ancient saint of the holy land, Taipok, closed his eyes in excitement.

A few seconds later, a portal platform engraved with the marks of ancient saints and shining with holy light appeared out of thin air above the planetary portal that had been shattered into pieces but then completely pieced together.

Integrating the new with the old, repairing first and then closing, is the key and the last step in the extraordinary world's plan to fill the loopholes.

Buzz! With the support of several ancient saints, the towering portal, like a mountain, moved steadily downwards.

Just as the old and the new were about to take over, the joyful expression of the ancient sage Jing was suddenly replaced by tension.

"Someone's coming, it's Carlos Fateweaver!"

After countless years of escape and being chased by almost all Chaos factions, the Ancient Saints also got to know all the Chaos Demons during this period.

Carlos, the Lord of Change, who is famous throughout the Chaos Realm for his predictive ability, is one of the great demons who left a deep impression on them.

"He predicted it?"

The Ancient Saint of Water, Zong Qi, responded by summoning countless water elements, which, under her control, instantly filled the shadowy "Chaos Demons" with entities.

"The one who came is the extraordinary clone, weak level lv4, he transformed into the appearance of the Azure Dragon God of War."

The Ancient Saint of Silence has a strong perception ability, and the perfect fusion of talent and divinity allows him to see the blue birdman inside and out without being noticed.

"General Zilong? What is he going to do?"

Tyregosa, who used mass recall to continuously summon clergy from the seven major factions, had a face full of questions.

She remembered that Zhao Yun had killed the opponent several times, but she couldn't figure out what this great demon Jianqi was up to.

The Blue Dragon Goddess and the Portal Goddess were both confused, so the ancient saints who used to not care about trivial matters were naturally confused as well.

But her doubts were not useless. Although her level was not high, her mentality was extremely relaxed, which inspired everyone invisibly.

Among them, the one who adjusted his mentality the fastest was the ancient saint in charge of protection—Quiji.

"give it to me!"

The uneasiness in his eyes was replaced by determination, and a brown light appeared on his body.

Along with it, there also appeared the guardian blessings that appeared on the surfaces of countless "devil dummies".

"I promise to kill him the moment he enters!"

At this moment, Quiji, who is at level 2 of the Extraordinary Demigod, has only the determination and confidence to accomplish his mission.

"So, what is Carlos going to do?"

The main hunter, Taraxlan, drew his longbow and charged the 26 floating cannons around him while raising the question of the Blue Dragon Goddess again.

"I think it's to bring bad luck to the Azure Dragon God of War."

The one who answered her was the Phoenix God King, who was not good at speaking but was trying hard to change.

The tragedy of the destruction of his homeland, the reality of the withering of the pantheon, the helplessness of living under someone else's roof, and the sorrow of being unable to change anything have always tormented Asuryan in the past.

Until the Chosen One of Holy Light appears.

Asuyan saw all of Chen Sheng's efforts and changes.

When everything he thought was impossible became possible and was realized one by one before his eyes, he was enlightened.

Only with firm hope, continuous efforts and changing yourself, everything in the future will be possible, even if you fail and have to start all over again!

The endless cycle...must end!

At that time, thinking of his daughter's "blackening" because of this, Asuyan resolutely took the first step.

After learning "effective social interaction" from the water god Zongqi, he can now speak complete and normal sentences.

"To attract bad guys? Then he will probably be disappointed."

The ancient magic saint who has regained his confidence - Hott, is the strongest among the ancient saints who are proficient in various types of magic.

Of course, the magic he used was not the Eight Winds Magic of the past and present in the extraordinary world, but the "true magic" originated from the Chaos Demon Realm/Supreme Heaven.

As we all know, the Chaos Realm/Supreme Heaven is composed of magical energy/psychic power, but it is too pure and violent a force that almost all mortal creatures cannot control.

They were gradually influenced by the magic that everything was possible.

Disgusting and terrifying tentacles, energy-based limbs... and a head filled with all kinds of chaotic thoughts are all manifestations that mortal creatures cannot bear.

The reason why magical energy and psychic power are like this is because their plasticity and creativity are too high, so high that there is no upper limit.

The reflection of the material world further superimposes its energy...

As this cycle repeats itself, the ubiquitous demonic energy in the Chaos Demon Realm becomes the chaotic energy spoken of by mortal beings.

This is because the Chaos Demons, who were born from the Chaos Realm, don’t care whether it is chaotic or not, and don’t care whether it is abnormal or not, can easily use it and use magic power to advance.

"Anti-demon stance!"

Hott, who had already cast protective magic on the "Silent Zone", increased the intensity and added another layer.

As a sub-god at level 6, he can ensure that the visitor has no chance to react.

"Now, let him experience what passion is!"

He transformed into a high elf of Ulthuan, and with a wave of his hand, tens of millions of demon dummies instantly came to life.

Kill! They looked like Guardian Blessings and Phantoms, but were water elements on the inside. They roared and rushed towards the Carlos clone outside the "Silent Zone" at high speed.

At the same time, the Lord of Change, who had just jumped over a small living plane, walked across a long tentacle bridge, and arrived at the edge of the Fengling Galaxy, looked at the forward suspiciously.

Wherever he looked, he saw either the shattered sphere of Wind Spirit Star, or the randomly generated small planes and floating islands in the Chaos Demon Realm... or the absurd "highway".

"What happened in there? Why do I have a bad feeling?"

Adjusting one's mentality is the characteristic of Carlos, who keeps failing, being taken back by his body, and then released again.

He may have his consciousness completely wiped out at any time, but compared to most demons, he is definitely the one closest to a "normal person".

"Could it be that an enemy has come to visit?"

Tzeentch's mortal enemy and competitor is Nurgle. The demons under their command, no matter how strong or weak, big or small, are all mortal enemies.

In the past when he was carrying out various missions, he had done many things that were considered extremely sinister by the devil.

Therefore, in his eyes, the inexplicable panic and sense of crisis became the manifestation of the revenge of the demons of Nurgle, Slaanesh, and Khorne.

"Kill!" The neat and terrifying roar interrupted the thoughts of the clone Carlos. The ridiculous amount of powerful information almost broke the illusion of "Blue Dragon God of War" that he was maintaining.

Master, Master, I'm in trouble, I need more support...

With a look of misfortune on his face, he retreated in panic and made a "phone call" to his original body in the Moon Shadow Star Palace.

However, no matter how he called out, the prophet who could infuse him with divine power in real time did not respond.