Inside the cube, Richard’s soul slowly erged.
The feeling of dying and being reborn was not unfamiliar; simply put, it was like suddenly waking up after sleep.
Only this ti, there were no dreams.
For Richard, he had just closed his eyes, and then he noticed the transformation of his soul.
The Alchemy Crown waved its hand, transforming the massive cube into the Power of Dinsion and retracting it. Then, it congratulated Richard:
"Congratulations, it’s ti to drop that honorary crown title. You are now truly the Miracle Crown."
Richard smiled and entered his body.
As soul and body combined, a magnificent ether storm erupted from Richard’s center.
After becoming the Dominator, his Abyss Titan Bloodline truly beca complete.
A black vortex opened at Richard’s heart, and endless Abyss Power surged into Richard’s body like a tide, assisting in his evolution.
anwhile, the Gods’ Dinsion stirred once again.
The Illusion Rules of the Dominator are branches that grow from the trunk of the Civilization Illusion Rules, so when the Illusion Rules evolve from a shoot, the embryonic Illusionary Dinsion, to a complete Illusionary Dinsion, the trunk of the Civilization Illusion Dinsion must provide nourishnt for its growth.
And this nourishnt is the share.
If the share is insufficient, the Illusionary Dinsion cannot grow and will be stillborn directly.
This is why, before becoming a Truth Wizard, one must have a sufficient share.
However, the Gods’ Dinsion unexpectedly provided nourishnt, sothing Richard hadn’t anticipated.
Could it be that he and Ulysses also count as a Divine System?
Gods’ Dinsion.
The avatars of the three Divine Kings once again gathered in the Pantheon.
According to their original estimation, it would take Richard at least thousands of years to achieve truth.
The preparation rituals were one aspect; the share of Dinsion Power was not easily obtained either.
Without thousands or even tens of thousands of years of accumulation, gathering enough Dinsion Power share to ascend to truth was deed completely impossible in the eyes of the three Divine Kings.
But who could have imagined that even before forming the embryo, Richard had already gathered more than enough shares, with so surplus to spare.
If the Miracle School developed for another one or two thousand years, Richard might have enough share to create another Truth Wizard.
"So, what should we do next?"
The Sun God looked at the two senior Divine Kings and couldn’t help but ask.
The developnt of events surprised them; they could only watch as the Dinsion Power of the Gods’ Dinsion flowed towards Richard’s dinsion.
The Eternal God King remained silent for a while, finally saying with so helplessness: "...Think on the bright side; we’re not the only ones losing Dinsion Power for nothing."
"Not just us?" The God King of Ten Thousand Changes looked at the Eternal God King with his single eye, his expression sowhat unfriendly.
"Did you conceal information?"
The Eternal God King remained expressionless, the flow of stars neither speeding up nor slowing down.
"Ulysses is my person; it’s normal for him to report so things to privately. I am not obliged to disclose it."
"So, this other civilization is?"
The Sun God King ignored the conflict between the two Divine Kings and asked the Eternal God King directly.
"Yes, it’s just as you thought." The Eternal God King’s voice was deep. "That wizard nad Richard is the Blessed of Abyss.
Now he has beco the Dominator, and naturally, the Abyss must also provide nourishnt."
Abyss World.
A dark red blood sun slowly set, and a bizarre celestial body, shaped like a scimitar, appeared in the sky of the Abyss World.
In the darkness, countless demons prostrated on the ground.
The Abyss is a world of the strong, and the characteristics of the Abyss World are also symbols of the strong.
The innurable rifts in the Abyss World symbolize Beelzebub, while the undying blood sun in the sky symbolizes Samuel.
Now, the blood sun that never sets was setting, and a new celestial body appeared in the sky of the Abyss.
Without a doubt, this signified the Abyss welcoming yet another new Dominator.
On the plains of the eastern Abyss World, countless abysses turned into a twisted giant face, and the demons living in the Abyss were instantly swallowed by a crimson tide of flesh.
"Did he overshadow Samuel’s blood sun as soon as he arrived?"
Beelzebub looked at the blood moon in the sky and said with a bizarre laugh.
"Looks like the days ahead won’t be boring."
At the Civilization Battlefield Frontline, Samuel perceived the changes in the Abyss, and a sinister smile erged on his already terrifying face.
"Well, well, well, I didn’t expect it to happen so soon. It seems it won’t be long before I can battle the Creator’s ultimate work!"
Outside the Wizard World, the Alchemy Crown noticed a densional fluctuation emanating from Richard and couldn’t help but shake its head.
"Getting nourishnt from three civilizations, thankfully, there’s a physique to safeguard."
The Alchemy Crown did not linger, as Richard’s ascension was complete, and there was no longer a need for him there.
The shaping power on the frontline filled in for him; now that things were over, he should also return.
But he did not notice that within the massive dinsional fluctuations caused by Richard’s ascension, there existed an extrely faint "noise."
In the depths of the Endless Dinsion, the countless eyes of the Civilization Devourer reflected the image of Richard.
No anger, no roar, this unspeakable entity just stared at Richard and then split a mass of black viscous liquid from its body.
From the Thread Of Destiny, it seed as though Richard’s destiny was suddenly tightened by a massive hand.
As if to forcibly snap the Thread Of Destiny.
"Has it finally reached this point?"
The Curse Crown sensed the vibrations coming from Richard’s Thread of Destiny and thought that indeed it had finally reached this point.
Before becoming the Dominator, Richard’s Thread of Destiny was fragile, easily disturbed, and equally easy to save.
But now, Richard has beco the Dominator.
Richard’s Thread Of Destiny can no longer be severed by conventional ans.
And this also ans that the battle has entered close combat.
Previously, the battle of fate was full of tricks, with the masters of the Curse Crown provoking the Threads Of Destiny of the dominators through fate tremors.
But these thods were just preludes to the battle, a way of probing.
But now, the battle has entered the stage of risking lives.
Richard must face the attack of the Civilization Devourer head-on.
"Wizard, aren’t you going back to rescue people?" The Scarecrow Dominator ca to the side of the Curse Crown, the eyeballs on its trunk tinged with blood.
"He can hold on." The voice of the Curse Crown carried a coldness nad rationality.
"This is a good opportunity. We should be able to find the hidden place of that monster. We must force it off the field, otherwise, our war will keep making it stronger."
"But have you thought about the price, Wizard."
"The price?"
The Curse Crown looked at the Scarecrow Dominator, with a trace of mockery in its voice.
"Wild Ghost, are you afraid of death?"
"I am."
The Scarecrow Dominator, called Wild Ghost, said calmly.
"Then why did you join?"
"But I’m more afraid of my children dying with ."
Wild Ghost’s answer carried a trace of resoluteness.
"What about you, Wizard? We all have our reasons. What about you?"
The Curse Crown looked into the Void, the colors in its eyes constantly changing.
"Wild Ghost, you should know that the Thread Of Destiny is just a very superficial manifestation of destiny. Destiny is not only the Threads Of Destiny; its mysteries are far more than what we see."
Wild Ghost’s eyeballs rotated, suddenly showing a trace of shock.
"You’ve seen deeper layers!"
The Curse Crown recalled a blurry vision it saw when breaking through the shackles of its destined death.
Although its soul shielded that vision, its instincts told it that if it could see clearly, perhaps it could grasp the true secrets of destiny
"I’m different from you all; I’m more selfish. I hunt the Civilization Devourer not for anything else, I just hope to explore its mysteries, and thereby allow to glimpse the deeper secrets of destiny.
For this secret, I can sacrifice everything. Life, such a thing, is irrelevant!"
The Curse Crown’s voice was resolute. The Civilization Devourer was a high-level being that had been struck down, and if it could obtain the secrets from the Civilization Devourer, then perhaps it could see the ultimate mysteries of destiny.
The Wizard is a zealot in pursuit of knowledge.
To a zealot, life is also a price that can be paid.
"A Seeker?"
Wild Ghost looked at the Curse Crown, eyes filled with admiration.
"I once heard a creature from the Illusionary Dinsion say that in other world communities, there exist Seekers with the belief ’to hear the truth in the morning and die in the evening.’
Unexpectedly, today, I actually saw a creature practicing this saying."
The Curse Crown laughed heartily at these words.
"Haha, you’re wrong, Wild Ghost. I’m not ’to hear the truth in the morning and die in the evening.’ I’m satisfied as long as I am walking the path of hearing the truth.
The secrets are treasures, but the journey is also a treasure!"
...
Star Realm.
Richard suddenly opened his eyes.
In front of him, a space beca distorted. A viscous black liquid, like tar, seeped from the space and instantly transford into a huge humanoid creature.
As Richard looked at the creature before him, a wave of sadness suddenly surged from his heart.
Although he had never seen this humanoid creature, his Bloodline told him they shared the sa origin—
This humanoid creature was a Titan "devoured" by the Civilization Devourer.
"Devoured?"
Richard murmured, and his body suddenly expanded. In less than a microsecond, his body swelled from just over two ters to ten thousand ters.
His right hand reached into the Void and retrieved the enlarged Titan’s Hamr. In the hand of the tar Titan, a hamr of similar style also erged.
This was an asymtrical battle.
In terms of basic attributes, Richard was weaker than the tar Titan, even crushed by it.
However, beside Richard was the Wizard World.
And he was a Blessed of the World Origin of the Wizard World.
In the past, the World Origin of the Wizard World was too weak to provide him, the Blessed, with any assistance.
But now, the tis have changed!
Sensing Richard’s danger, a surge of Power of World Origin suddenly erged from the Void, continuously pouring into Richard’s body.
Under the nourishnt of the Origin Power, Richard’s physique began to soar! Wildly! Rapidly!
In just the span of a mont.
Richard’s physique reached an astonishing two thousand points!
This is not like Spiritual Evolution, which just requires bathing in the Sea of Souls to improve spiritual power.
Behind every point of Physique Evolution, there are countless battles and training!
Richard looked at the tar Titan and lightly raised his hamr.
"Monster, are you ready to face death?"
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