His skin, muscles and bones suffered from the biting cold, and his internal organs faced the blazing heat. Although the water of the Styx could no longer have any impact on him, in this boundless darkness and chaos, Adros continued to experience the coming from Hellish pain.
This Styx River only has its source from the underworld, but it has no end. No one knows where it will flow. Maybe a small section of its river will flow on the earth for a few years, maybe it will be glimpsed on an isolated island in the sea, or maybe its water will be exposed at the foot of Hades. It always flows unscrupulously, making people unpredictable. through.
But one thing is certain, if a god swears an oath to the River Styx, then there will definitely be a section of the Styx River flowing to the god to witness his oath.
The body of Adros flows with the water of the Styx, no matter whether it floats or sinks in it, it also appears in every corner of the world as the river rises and falls. It was also for this reason that those powerful goddesses searched almost everywhere they could, but could not find Adros. Who would have thought that a god born with divine power would risk losing his divine power by wandering in the River Styx
As time goes by, nourished by the drop of Pangu essence and blood deep in his heart, Adros's body continues to grow stronger, and his ability to absorb the two forces of cold and burning brought by the ice beads becomes stronger and stronger. The pain finally slowly lessened. A few years later, except for the fact that the essence and blood were still decomposing and strengthening his physical body, all the pain disappeared. Adros also fell into a deep sleep, suddenly unaware of everything in the outside world. .
This is a world of incomparable chaos. It has no light or darkness, no time and no space, no air and no living beings. Apart from the chaos, there is nothing but silence. Adros was in this silence, unable to make a sound. Even his thinking seemed to be restricted, and he could only continue to perceive the endless chaos.
I don't know how much time passed, but in this dead chaos, Adros saw a light, a magical light full of strange charm. It seemed to be the incarnation of power. Although it was fleeting, behind the light, Adros could vaguely see a huge figure. After this ray of light, a second ray of light appeared, then a third ray of light, until the forty-ninth ray of light. These lights shine in different places, seemingly unrelated, but they are a whole.
Each light has its own charm. Some make Adros feel the pure power, some make him feel the division of yin and yang, and some make him feel the ruthlessness of destruction. All these make him intoxicated and addicted. .
Just after the light flickered and disappeared, Adros saw the simple and heavy ax behind the light, and the man holding the axe. This man's appearance is beyond description. When you see him, all you notice is his unyielding pioneering power, and you completely forget about his appearance.
At this moment, Adros still doesn't know that Pangu opened the sky and was the source of myth.
Pangu threw away the ax, raised his hands to the sky, and continued to grow taller. As if sensing something, he smiled slightly in the direction of Adros and nodded.
"He smiled at me." This was Adros's last thought when he recovered from the chaos. After this thought, he found himself in the cold river water.
Although he had woken up in the Styx, Adros still closed his eyes and slowly realized the boundless charm contained in Pangu's forty-nine axes. After a long time, he opened his eyes and sighed slowly. Those forty-nine axes are indeed powerful, but they are not something that I can get involved with at this moment.
He looked at his situation and found that after taking Pangu Essence and Blood this time, his body had grown stronger after taking Pangu Essence and Blood. He was now finally no longer a child, but an adult. He looked at his reflection in the water again. Perhaps he couldn't be said to be an adult, but rather a young god.
He exerted his divine power in the water a little, and found that huge waves were rising above the Styx River. The river that was originally on the human earth immediately began to change, shuttled through space, and flowed to a deep place.
Just a small test of his skills, Adros was extremely happy. His power was far beyond what he had been back then, and seemed to be even more powerful than his mother, the goddess Leto. Although he has met many powerful gods, such as Poseidon, the king of the sea, Oceanus, the lord of the ocean, Hades, the king of Hades, and even Styx, Hestia, Demeter, etc. whom he is very familiar with. She is a goddess, but he has never seen how powerful their divine power is. He can only compare it with the mother goddess Leto, whom he is very familiar with. As for Apollo and Artemis, they are too young and their divine power is not mature and complete. Incomparable.
"If I were to encounter that giant python at this time, I would be able to beat it until it was full of teeth." Adros thought. Then, he looked at his left and right hands, and with a thought, a white flame like light and electricity appeared on his right hand, and shot out instantly. The water of the Styx around it immediately sizzled and evaporated cleanly. The river water further away seemed to be alive, flowing to the side, not daring to get close.
Seeing this scene, Adros withdrew the flame and thought to himself: "The power of the fire god's light today is indeed very powerful. It is indeed the famous magical power of the Eastern Emperor, but I don't know how to compare with the red flame of Hestia." Than how."
What he didn't know was that the red flame controlled by Hestia might have special effects under certain circumstances, but in terms of power, it was still slightly behind the famous Sunfire Divine Light.
"Now that I have been soaked in the water of the Styx, my divine power has lost its divinity. It is difficult to connect with the laws of heaven and earth, and I cannot perform divine spells. But having this magical power is completely worth it." Thinking of this, Adros looked at it again With his left hand, he was ready to test another magical power he had obtained.
I saw a vast mist appearing above his left hand. The mist looked very light and seemed to have no power. But as soon as he came out, Adros no longer thought so. Now he was already in a large block of ice, making it difficult to move.
"The power of extreme cold? It's also a powerful magical power." He took back the vast mist and used the sun's fire light to quickly melt the ice.
Afterwards, Adros remembered what Xuan Ming had said. He drank Pangu's essence and blood and transformed into the witch god, so he could go see her. He felt happy and his mind sank into the center of his eyebrows, where the ancient bell was.
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Looking at Adros in front of him, Xuan Ming couldn't help but feel happy. In the past, Adros was mainly of the bloodline of this god. Although his soul was of Chinese origin, the essence and blood of the witch race was already very thin, not to mention that he was still only a soul. Now that Adros has taken Pangu's essence and blood, with the dominance of Pangu's essence and blood, his other bloodlines will be assimilated sooner or later. In this world, there are finally her people.
She was even more pleased when she learned that the magical power Adros gained was the power of extreme cold. It should be noted that among the many ancestral witches at the time, everyone should have many magical powers, but this extreme cold power was her magical power. If it were in the past, Adros could be regarded as a member of her tribe.
"Master Xuan Ming, you said before that after taking Pangu essence and blood, I can come to see you. Do you have any advice?" Adros is very much looking forward to seeing Xuan Ming. He has only been here once before. I got the essence and blood of Pangu, the sun-shooting bow, the sun-fire divine light and the power of extreme cold. I don’t know what good things there are this time.
"In your own opinion, what level are you in this world?"
Adros was stunned when he heard Xuan Ming's question. He had been studying this since he was born. The gods in this world are not divided in detail, but as far as Adros knows, not only those below the gods, but above the gods are roughly divided into belonging gods, clerical gods and main gods. Of course, this division is based on the ability of divine power to invoke the laws of heaven and earth. In terms of combat power, Adros divided them into Mao Gods, Minor Gods and Great Gods.
"I should be classified as a minor god, and there is still a gap between me and the great god." Adros explained his classification of the gods in this world. The great god corresponds to the strength of the main god. Although he is not necessarily the main god, his combat power is not lower than that of the main god. For him currently, it should still be below.
"Although your division is unpleasant, it is a bit close to the divisions of our Wu Clan back then. Back then, our brothers and sisters divided the Wu Clan's ancestral witches into witch people, small witches and big witches. With your strength, apart from the two great magical powers, , but it may not be as good as Xiao Wu." Xuan Ming glanced at him and said bluntly.
"As you said, the former method of root division needs to be connected with the laws of heaven and earth. It has nothing to do with you. You only need to consider combat power. Putting aside the laws, the so-called Mao God, small god, and great god have no essence. The differences are all just gods. If you can beat what you think is a small god, you are a small god; if you can beat what you think is a big god, you are a big god. When we first divided the witch clan, under the ancestral witches, It all depends on combat power, the numbers of the great witch Zhou Tian and the numbers of the little witch Yuanhui are all obtained by fighting."
The so-called number of days in a week is three hundred and sixty-five, and the number of yuanhui is one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred. Hearing Xuan Ming's words, Adros was unconvinced. No matter how weak he was, he wouldn't be ranked among the 129,600.
Seemingly sensing his dissatisfaction, Xuan Ming showed no expression on his face and slapped Adros with a light palm. Adros hurriedly avoided it, but this palm was like a tarsal maggot. No matter how he dodged, it was always in front of him. After dodging three or five times, he was finally knocked to the ground by a palm.
"hiss."
He stood up and touched his sore shoulder. Adros was confused and didn't know why this great god suddenly attacked him.
"Come again."
Seeing Adros getting up, Xuan Ming said something coldly and slapped him again with his backhand.
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