The power of rebirth from the bloodline of the Mystic Bird showed unparalleled power after it was activated. This kind of totem that could give authority to a country represented more than just power and life.
"But even so, the power is still not enough. The power of the Mystic Bird can only give her a new life, but it can't make her return to her peak state on the verge of death. Otherwise, if it really worked, King Zhou wouldn't have been beaten so badly when he was apotheosized, even with the power of the Xuanyuan Tomb."
The old dragon's voice was full of sadness for the past story.
And in this story, the Sea God obviously couldn't get a word in.
But on another level, he could say a few words.
Because Helga's current state was indeed not very good.
"She refused to give up the authority of the Ruler, so she must bear the price. If she becomes a God of Creation, although she can't stay in this world for a long time, she can at least survive. And in theory, the divinity of a God of Creation and a Ruler is not much different."
"Of course it's different. With the divinity of a Ruler, she can advance all the way to the position of a God of Creation. But to become a God of Creation, she is bound to this world. Of course she doesn't want to."
The old dragon flicked his tail, creating a layer of ripples on the surface of the sea.
"Things in this world are always a combination of opportunity and preparation. I think this little girl is well prepared … As for opportunity? Aren't we just an opportunity? With the Mystic Bird here, we may have to help. "
"What do you plan to do? Directly help her raise her divinity? "
"It's not a good choice to spoil things through excessive enthusiasm. Let's wait and see first."
In the small world.
In the dusky sky, the power of the Mystic Bird made the flames even brighter, and the huge shadow of the World Tree, under the illumination of the flames, was trying to use the power in its body to transform its essence.
But it was stuck and hesitant.
It was not that its power had been exhausted, but like a gastric perforation, a hole had been poked in the smooth system of its power. No matter how much it was filled in, it was useless.
She had exhausted almost endless methods of transformation. Until the slow passage of time, she still hadn't found the best way.
After understanding this point, he revealed a bitter smile.
Although he had already expected this result, it was still hard to accept.
He had done so much in the early stages of preparation, accumulated enough strength, and tempered his faith to be stronger than iron. As for stability, in this world, or in this universe, what could be more stable than the foundation of the World Tree?
But in the end, she still couldn't break through that final barrier even after giving up everything.
She had fully grasped the characteristics of the Quintessence extracted from Isis's body, but she had no way to transfer this Quintessence to herself.
It was limited by the times.
There was still time.
"Sigh."
In the deep blue sea, the High God looked at the confused Helga and sighed.
"Nowadays, the little guys don't know how to adapt. Why do they have to project their power into the real world? Although the small world is a little small, it's your own place. You can do whatever you want. On this point, Isis saw a lot more clearly. Unfortunately, Isis chose the wrong time, and so did this little girl. "
The High God sighed.
But now that things had developed to this point, they couldn't let Helga continue to sink like this.
"I say, what were you saying just now?"
The High God looked at the old dragon.
The old dragon froze for a moment and recalled, "I said she came to the wrong world."
"So, we just need to extract a little rule power from the right world."
Although that was what he said, it wasn't that easy to do. At least, the old dragon and the sea god couldn't do it. But the one beside them was not an ordinary god.
The title of Exalted God was not something an ordinary person could bear.
"Let me see if there's anything suitable that can be used … Oh, I found it."
He didn't even look at other worlds. Instead, he found something that could be used in this world.
Then he stretched out his hand.
He gently stroked the outline of the Huaxia gods.
"After all, I helped her. It's not good to be so heartless when leaving."
He muttered, then drew out a brilliant ray of light from it.
"Just treat it as interest. Who asked you to stand on the wrong side?"
Those in the Huaxia Miracle naturally felt it. But under such a brilliant power, they didn't even dare to show any complaints, because they couldn't bear such a price.
Moreover, it was just a trace of the past. It wasn't important.
But this trace was very useful to Helga now.
It was a pearl.
The purple pearl gathered from the void and fell on the canopy of the World Tree.
It stopped the divinity that was constantly flowing out of Helga's body.
[Road of the Emperor: Purple Cloud]
It seemed that a great calligrapher was holding a brush to outline the outline. Every word was directly smashed into the Purple Cloud Pearl.
"The sun and the moon are in the sky, and the light is on the world."
Mighty movements were played from all directions. Under the World Tree, the ancient Egyptian palace that had been destroyed into ruins was rebuilt into a magnificent Huaxia pavilion.
Helga was a little surprised. But as a god, she also knew a lot about Huaxia. And when she chose to use the Mystic Bird bloodline that Jon left in this body, she had already thought of this.
Although this was a bit of a betrayal of the Western magic world, as an existence at her level, she wouldn't care about such trivial things.
Moreover, the power of this trace wouldn't be used in the real world.
She had used this convenient condition to ascend to become the existence she wanted, so she had no choice but to accept the possible consequences it would bring.
But slowly promoting from a small world to a higher realm was much better than being locked in this world forever like the will of the world.
Helga was already very satisfied to be able to reach such a level.
Jon was also very satisfied.
He had never thought that the power he had left behind could be of help in this aspect. Now, he was more or less pleasantly surprised.
Behind him, the three deities also disappeared.
And someone would come to clean up the mess.
The master of the small world died, so naturally, there was no defense against the will of the world. Helga got what she wanted and naturally had to leave. Before she left, she had to say goodbye to the will of the world.
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
