"Good luck?" Garen smiled, "It's not just good luck that's enough."
The most direct impact of the depletion of the mother river is that the vitality of all the masters of the mother river system will gradually wither away. If a method of conversion cannot be found before the depletion, then all people, all creatures of the mother river, will directly or indirectly depend on the mother river to survive. All the masters will face the danger of severing their vitality.
"Soul seeds form soul rings, soul rings produce soul power, and go round and round. This process is actually supported by the rules of the mother river. Once the rules of the mother river disappear, not to mention the collapse of all soul rings, the structure of the soul seeds will also collapse. At that time, all soul species will cease to exist, that is to say, we will also be completely reduced to mortals." Garen said in a low voice.
"Perhaps this is still good." The multi-eyed Hawthorn took a sip of the tea in front of him. "But huge risks also bring huge benefits. If we can comprehend the process of origin generation that was leaked when the mother river collapsed, then we will also have the opportunity to comprehend the core laws of time and space."
"So what? Even the mother river, the largest rule aggregate, has collapsed, and it's useless for us to understand it." Gallon shook his head.
Hawthorn smiled slowly.
"It's possible. Don't forget that there are thirteen sources of time and space, and Muhe is just one of them. We can do well in other places if we understand a little core law."
"That's a good idea." Garen was speechless.
"It was just thinking about it." Shanzhao also shrugged, and suddenly a small thing on his ear beeped.
"Okay, my time is up, and there are still a lot of things waiting to be dealt with. Then I wish you all the best, tomorrow."
He stood up.
"Don't worry." Garen nodded with a smile.
Watching Hawthorn leave.
Garen dropped a chess piece alone, and his right hand finally checkmates his left hand.
He chuckled and shook his head slightly.
Since the reincarnation of the earth, he has been moving forward almost non-stop. Up to now, he has become the demon king with four soul rings, which belongs to the middle level of the demon king level.
The four soul rings can forcibly raise another four levels at the level of the world's peak power, which is an incomparably terrifying improvement. It also represents the exaggerated to terrifying strength of the middle-level demon king.
And the high-level demon king is naturally even more powerful. The color of the soul rings ranges from colorless to red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple. Only when all the soul rings are condensed into a seven-color arrangement, with a total of eight soul rings of colorless and seven colors, can one be called a high-level demon king.
It is said that above the seven colors is the level of the true spirit. But now, Garen obviously felt that although he had four soul rings, they were extremely unstable. After all, only the first one was obtained through his hard work, and the rest were forcibly plundered and devoured by himself.
"In other words, on the surface, I am now a middle-level demon king, but in fact, the explosion of strength is probably at the level of a bottom-level demon king." Garen shook his head.
"The soul ring is not strong enough, and even the colorless level is barely obtained, let alone gaining color after being colorless. I don't know how long it will take at this stage." He sighed, closed his eyes and began to concentrate on adjusting his state, preparing for tomorrow. Prepare for watching the true source of the mother river.
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Garen's arrival didn't cause any major changes. He just lived in seclusion. As a star-level combat force, he didn't have the slightest pomp and servants.
Such an attitude of completely ignoring everything and not participating in everything has also been recognized by the three major racial forces. Since he did not participate in the interests of the struggle, they naturally regarded him as non-existent by default.
There are not a few masters like this in Lighthouse, but Garen is the most powerful one among them. After releasing the news that he would wait and see the true source of the mother river in the near future, and at the same time shut the door to the envoys of all forces, all the forces temporarily gave up trying to win over Garen.
The next day, Garen got up very early, and the simulated sky completely followed the laws of nature. It was exactly seven o'clock in the morning. He prepared everything and headed towards the link area of the circular square.
What Kakaqiuer arranged for him was the unique teleportation board here, that is, the direct flight board, the item they took when they came.
Garen asked Kakaqiuer to stay in the house, took the flying board to the link area by himself, and started teleporting directly through the small pavilion.
Large pieces of white snowflake-like things kept dangling in front of the eyes, and this transmission process lasted for more than ten minutes.
Finally, Garen felt his feet sink.
"arrive."
A deep man's voice came from beside his ear.
Garen's eyes brightened.
Opening his eyes, he was standing in a round white hall, and his position was right in the center. In front of him stood a bald black man with gold earrings.
"I have been notified, Lord Juggernaut, your arrangements are ready, please follow me." The bald black man in a white robe whispered politely and respectfully to Garen.
"Thank you." Garen said politely.
"You're welcome, this is our daily job." The black man grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.
However, Garen was not in the mood to observe him at the moment, but carefully observed the surrounding environment.
He followed the black man out of the teleportation point, pushed open a small door on the left, walked through a narrow and dark corridor, and came to a small white stone pavilion.
The small pavilion seems to be half open to the air, and half of the direction has transparent glass, through which you can see the bright starry sky slowly turning outside.
"This is the mother river level of the Supreme Hall. Here is the information about the true source of the mother river recorded by a powerful senior who experienced life and death. These glasses are actually used to block the negative effects of huge information. Please Don't worry, there will never be any interference with your perception." The black man explained in a low voice.
"After I close the door, the record will start playing in about ten minutes. Please be prepared. The total duration is calculated according to your own achievements. Although we don't know the principle of the computer mechanism, generally speaking, the stronger the adult , the longer you watch it. There are even three days of persistence.”
"How long is it usually?" Garen asked.
"About ten minutes, this is a common situation." The black patiently explained. "In addition, the handle in this room can be used to turn on the alarm. Once you encounter any dangerous situation, you can notify us in time, and we will turn off the playback as soon as possible, and come to the rescue at the same time. This button is for eating and drinking, and this button is for Special items, this requires the cooperation of special talents.”
He began to eloquently introduce the functions of the small pavilion rooms one by one.
Garen listened casually, but his mind was faintly on the wall of this room. In the small white pavilion-like room, there was a faint breath of soul power all the time.
"It's not like pure soul power, but more like spirit combined with soul power. The water of the mother river is formed by the liquefaction of countless spirit entities. Could it be said that the combination of soul power and spirit will eventually become a higher level of power?"
He secretly guessed in his heart.
".That's the situation. If there is no other request, we will deduct one million points from your account as the viewing expense. Would you like to start watching immediately?" A black voice came over, and Garen Feel pulled back.
He looked around, and there were tiny scratches all over the walls, and some small potholes, which seemed to be caused by someone frantically scratching and bombing here. Obviously, the viewing of the real source of the mother river is likely to cause some unpredictable phenomena.
"It's time to start." He nodded, indicating that he was ready.
"Then, please wait a moment." The black man exited the room and gently closed the door of the pavilion room.
Pa, there was the sound of an anti-lock outside, and then layers of power fluctuations and energy fluctuations came, all attached to the door.
"Are you worried that I will be deluded and destroy it?" Garen had heard that most of the people watching the true source would fall into a state of insanity and attack the room indiscriminately.
He walked in front of the glass, and looked at the boundless starry sky outside quietly through the transparent and cold glass. This is the Supreme Hall. Inside the lighthouse, it is impossible to directly lead to the galaxy outside. The scenery trapped here is all simulated .
Time passed slowly, and soon, the galaxy outside the glass gradually changed.
The dark blue, pitch-black starry sky slowly accelerated and rotated. Faster and faster, more urgent.
Garen felt that his eyes were filled with countless blue starlight flowing rapidly, drawing out long and thin lines of traces.
The entire galaxy suddenly changed into a group of tornado funnels with large top and small bottom.
hiss! !
In an instant, all the galaxies shrank down in an instant, and they all condensed into a ball, a ball of small silver-white buttons.
Inside the small button, which is only the size of a fist, is a slowly rotating galaxy. It looks very beautiful.
"Have you started?" Garen held his breath, staring at the button carefully.
Suddenly, the button bangs, and an infinite white light explodes in an instant. The white light is countless times brighter than the light of a nuclear bomb. In an instant, Garen's eyes only felt a sting, and he closed his eyes unconsciously.
laugh!
There was a soft sound.
The white light disappears.
He quickly opened his eyes, and his eyes had completely changed.
He is no longer standing in the small white pavilion room, but is floating in an endless pale yellow space.
Small balls like water bubbles floated up around him, floating upwards.
He looked up, and what he saw was endless pale yellow, the bubbles floating up seemed to never end, getting smaller and smaller.
"here it is?"
grunt
Another bubble floated up from his side.
In a trance, he saw countless galaxies swirling and flowing in the bubble. In a bubble that was only the size of an eyeball, there were countless huge scenes reflected.
He couldn't help stretching out his index finger and gently touched the bubble.
boom! ! !
Suddenly, countless, terrifyingly large amounts of information crazily rushed from the bubble towards his brain.
The energy mark was running crazily in an instant, and a lot of soul power was consumed. Garen only felt like a dry sponge frantically absorbing the huge amount of information coming from the bubbles.
This information content is so huge, but so meaningless, it is simply the history of countless lucky formations of countless planets, although it is spectacular, it is meaningless to him. Every planet has a longer or shorter record, some with billions of years, and some with hundreds of billions of years.
But slowly, with the frantic influx of information, Garen gradually realized that something was wrong. There was some inexplicable aura in the information, which seemed to be the aura of the combination of courage and soul power that he had discovered before.
(end of this chapter)