Chen Ang crossed his sword in front of his knees and sat on the surface of the sea. He paid no attention to the blood-colored waves that swept around him. He only looked up at the position where the bright moon used to be.
The entire sea was shaking. If someone could observe this vast sea in detail, they would find countless ripples. From the waves to the bottom of the sea, from the east coast of Africa to the Red Sea, tens of billions of tons of seawater were trembling slightly.
When this power was concentrated, it could shatter dozens of Darkness Descendants the size of Kahros, but when it came to this sea of blood, this powerful energy was useless.
This terrifying characteristic of accommodating everything had a hint of "a man does not compete, so the world cannot compete with him."
This was because the characteristic of accommodating everything, polluting everything, and devouring everything was bound to be chaotic and chaotic.
The structure of matter was destroyed, and the molecular connections were broken, but this did not matter to Kahros at all. All destruction was an increase in entropy, and the shells of the Outer Gods were the highly materialized form of entropy. They were destruction, they were chaos, they were destruction itself, and all destruction, chaos, and destruction were only a part of their existence.
"All things move from order to disorder, order to destruction, and existence to the end. This is determined by their nature. When we explore the truth of all things, we will find that they will eventually move towards destruction, destruction, death, and chaos … Looking at the world, in the universe, how can there be an immortal?"
Chen Ang sighed. "The Outer Gods are the highly materialized form of the entropy of the universe. They themselves represent the process of the end of all things, so they cannot be destroyed, destroyed, or killed … These actions that increase entropy will only make them stronger."
"Why do the flames of war burn, and why do the autumn leaves fall?"
"Nature cannot be taken away!"
Drawing out the longsword in front of his knees, Chen Ang's eyes moved inch by inch on the sword, completely ignoring the roaring sea of blood that was only three meters away from him. The vibrating circle around him slowly collapsed in the pervasive erosion and destruction, and the power that represented the end of all things was getting closer and closer to him.
"Created from the nature of the universe … What kind of indifference and malice is this?"
"Although it's a little shameless to say this, I still have to emphasize …" Chen Ang sighed. "I'm really too strong! I'm so strong that I'm afraid of myself! Apocalypse … is really f * cking strong! I can't beat him at all! "
"So …" Chen Ang turned around and roared angrily, "I'm going to cheat!"
"Professor! Power of illusion, bless me! "
Chen Ang's hair stood on end as if a golden flame had wrapped around him. The boundary between reality and fantasy was blurred at this moment. Chen Ang could feel his will penetrating every inch of his body, even extending it out of his body. He could impose his will on reality, turning illusion into reality, creating something out of nothing, and changing the world!
But he did not do anything pointless. He only saw a shackle in his body and struggled to break it.
How powerful was Chen Ang in the professor's imagination?
Transcending dimensions, mastering the universe, controlling the multiverse with a wave of a hand, shrinking dimensions to Planck's length, unfolding into a non-interference state and encompassing all existences?
No … it was far more than that.
Because the imaginary enemy was Apocalypse, even if he imagined Apocalypse, he could not defeat himself. Only Chen Ang could defeat Chen Ang. If Apocalypse could not do it, then … let the Chen Ang of another dimension come.
Recalling his own memories, it was like returning to his mother's body. Letting the warm feeling envelop him, Chen Ang explored another mysterious self in the multi-dimensional world.
"Lying high in the clouds, the praying mat is the truth. Beyond the heaven and earth, I am the leader. "
The full moon rose above the sea level and shone on Chen Ang.
Dressed in feathered robes and wearing a starry crown, he drifted about like an immortal … It was a young man with a jade-like face. He still looked like Chen Ang, but his figure was so thin that it seemed like he could leave this world at any moment.
There should not be a moon now. Under the cover of the Sea of Blood, moonlight should not shine in. But there was a bright moon hanging in the middle of the sky, sprinkling silver moonlight on the Sea of Blood.
The tide set off by Kehros was higher than the clouds, like an iron wall. When it collapsed, it really had the power of a landslide. The aftershock hit the ship, and the ten-thousand-ton ship under Chen Ang's feet was thrown to the top of the wave like a toy. However, no matter how turbulent the sea of blood was, the giant wheel under Chen Ang's feet was as steady as a mountain. Under the illumination of the moonlight, the surging waves of blood retreated as if they were tamed.
The young Chen Ang stood alone on the Sea of Blood, leisurely looking at the full moon above his head. The moonlight shone on his skin, like the best jade, reflecting a glowing halo, giving him an ancient and sacred feeling.
The fishy smell of the Sea of Blood blew his long sleeves. His body moved swiftly, like a god …
"Who first saw the moon by the river? When did the moon first shine on people?" The young Chen Ang sighed deeply. He turned back to look into the distance, but somehow, they were looking at each other.
Picking up the scroll in his hand, Chen Ang shook it open. A vast galaxy swallowed this world. At this moment, all the civilizations in the universe could see a galaxy and a galaxy intertwining and then quickly receding, disappearing like an illusion. Only the scroll next to Chen Ang had an extra speck of dust on it.
In the middle of the Indian Ocean, a dry land suddenly appeared, and the ship under Chen Ang's feet helplessly ran aground on the beach at the bottom of the sea.
Grabbing the scroll, he shook it lightly, erasing the speck of dust inside. The young Chen Ang put away the scroll, raised it with the bright moon, and disappeared into the moonlight.
Only an illusory shadow was left where he stood.
When the blurred boundary between illusion and reality became clear, the hazy feeling faded, and the shadow seemed to gain color as it slowly returned to Chen Ang's appearance.
The surrounding seawater flooded over like a collapsing wall. The white line in the sky got closer and closer, and the tsunami rushed toward the giant ship on the beach …
Lifting the body of the ship under his feet, Chen Ang sighed in relief like he was scared stiff.
"So scary! I'm so cruel in other dimensions. I'm probably one of those who would easily kill people … This time, the professor has really gone too far. He won't be able to move for at least two months. "Chen Ang was reminded of 'his' deep and clear eyes, and he couldn't help but shiver.
"Even though it's just a shadow, it's indeed a completely different existence from the Apocalypse …
"But in some aspects, they're still the same, just as heartless. Could it be that I am an emotionless, desireless, brutal, and terrifying existence? "
(To be continued.)
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