The End of the World: At the beginning, I seized the SSS-level superpower

At this moment, no one can see outside the core of the world and inside the void.

On the huge phantom of a heart, there is an old man in a white robe and white hair, his body transparent.

His weathered gaze suddenly looked downward, through the barrier of the world, and he seemed to see the huge tree that looked like blood and fire.

"This is... the breath of the ancient spirit... How is it possible?"

No one knows what the old man was thinking at this moment, and where the shock in his eyes came from...

At this moment, the shadow of the heart under the old man was also emitting the same message.

Although it was only a shadow left, its aura was many times stronger than that of the demon Jianmu...

No one knew that a dead human king, the strongest human king in history...was able to survive here until now after his death because of that breath.

No one also knows that this heart once came from a god... the mother goddess of the mechanical race!

No one knows that this heart did not originally belong to the Mother Goddess of the Mechanical Race.

But once upon a time, the strength of the mechanical race was all due to this heart.

It was a phantom from the moment it appeared, and no one knew where it came from, but it created the Mechanical Mother Goddess and a race...

It also created the current King Mo!

Even the core of the world below was due to the only drop of real blood that was once contained in this heart.

King Mo took half a drop and combined it with many opportunities to evolve it.

Countless years ago, when King Mo died in battle, he sealed the broken core of the world with a phantom of his heart and exiled it to the long river of time...

The old man here is just a projection, not even the soul of Lord Mo.

Only because of the nourishment of the heart shadow, he inherited the memory fragments of King Mo and gained certain abilities...

He was the will that King Mo injected into the core of the world through the power of the phantom of the heart.

It is also the only world will in this world that possesses the memory of the human race!

Since he was born because of King Mo, he also inherited some memory fragments.

Then he, in a sense, is also King Mo.

The old man has always thought so.

When the world was shattered, he was separated from the core of the world.

Became the individual he is today.

He had been wandering in the long river of time for countless years, always hoping to reintegrate himself and the phantom of his heart into the core of that world.

He has also been working hard, because all of this is another self, arranged before his death, as if it is his only mission...

Until that day, a human boy arrived...

That day, when he saw Zhao Yin for the first time, he discovered that the human boy who had obtained the key to the world's core and had the right to enter this place, actually...

It turns out to be the same person I used to be, the one with the strongest superpowers, the heir of the Contracted Soul!

He had a feeling that all this was the result of the laws of fate!

He seemed to see...

I saw another me, the long-cherished wish before death, and the hope that it would be realized in that human boy!

There is no more King Mo in the world.

But it can give birth to another King of Zhao!

The human race should not be enslaved by all races...

Apart from humans, all are animals!

He secretly melted the key to the world for the boy and became one with him.

Then he chose to leave the core of the world and give the position of world will to that boy.

As that kid continues to improve the world level himself, it will become more and more in line with the world core.

One day, his thoughts will become the will of the world.

That was King Mo, the true successor, and what the old man considered to be his successor...

At this moment, the old man felt a unique breath from below, and no one knew the shock in his heart.

“Xian Ling…Xian Ling…!”

“Is there really someone who can create the spirits of ancestors?”

"If the ancient spirits can also create, then what is the origin of this world... What is the truth?"

"Who can tell me where the human race came from?"

At this moment, some of the old man's ideas that he had held for countless years seemed to be broken, causing him to fall into doubt.

It feels as if the whole world has been turned upside down...

The old man's white hair danced in the wind, and he seemed to have made up his mind. He suddenly stretched out his hand and immersed it in the shadow of the heart below.

Soon, half a drop of bright red blood appeared in his palm.

He seemed to be holding everything he had, his life.

Countless years ago, another self of mine separated half of this drop of blood and created the core of the world...

Now, the old man waved his hand, and the half drop of blood fell down silently...

It passed through the void, passed through the world barrier, fell into the desolate land of space, and finally landed in the pit and merged with the feces.

No rules manifest!

……

At this moment, Zhao Yin didn't know what King Mo had done.

He didn't even know that the old man, who regarded him as his successor, had already given him so much...

The feces were quickly absorbed by the demon Jianmu. When the red light became dazzling, the giant tree suddenly shook.

Then, all the branches and leaves slowly withered.

The flowing red light gradually extinguished, dimmed, turned into gray leaves, and then withered and fell off... The hanging paper strips also dimmed, withered, and gradually broke and fell off...

This was like shedding its cocoon, the demon Jianmu seemed to have abandoned its branches and leaves, not because its vitality was being lost, but because it was flowing back to its trunk...

As all the small branches and leaves fell off and fell to the ground, the red light on the large branching bamboo poles also receded and gradually dimmed... Eventually they withered and turned into ashes, which were scattered by the wind...!

At the same time, only the huge trunk remained, and the red light on it was extremely bright...

After removing the crown, the huge trunk, which was still two hundred meters high, slowly shrank.

It seems like a kind of compression, a qualitative change!

At this moment, a terrifying aura slowly rose from the tree.

In Zhao Yin's divine eye, the basic attributes of the demon Jianmu slowly increased.

Half an hour later, the three major attributes except mental power have doubled.

Finally, points representing mental power appeared in the mental power column.

It increased a little at first, then two points, three points... extremely slowly.

With the emergence of spiritual power, at this moment, the whole demon Jianmu tree gave people the feeling that it had turned into flesh and blood. Faintly, Zhao Yin heard the roar of blood flowing in the tree.

At this moment, a kind of enlightenment arose in Zhao Yin's heart.

It turns out that it is evolving from wood life to flesh and blood life!

The next moment, his thoughts were confirmed.

The huge tree trunk was only fifty meters high, and two blood-red wooden hands... slowly broke through the skin on both sides of the trunk.

Then, the wrist, forearm, and finally the shoulder appeared...

Like two huge arms that look just like humans.

The bark was covered with blood-red veins, and the muscles were tangled, stretching slowly in the air, like a person waking up from a coma and adapting to his own arms!

Song Xiaodao felt horrified when watching this scene.

"Monster?" Her voice began to tremble.

Feeling the terrifying basic attributes of the giant tree, it has already surpassed the SSS level and is probably close to demigod.

The giant tree only needed one finger to crush Song Xiaodao and Zhao Yin.

"It's just the evolution of life!" Zhao Yin comforted.

But his own face was also slightly pale, and he was also enduring the terrifying pressure.

When he grew the eight old tree roots and turned them into the Demon Jianmu seedlings, Zhao Yin sensed that because of his connection with the core of the world, he also established some kind of connection with the eight Demon Jianmu seedlings.

At this moment, Zhao Yin felt that his connection with the demonic Jianmu tree seemed to have weakened a little...