Once again returning to the Mother Stream after hundreds of years, Garon felt the familiar corrosive power, the power of assimilation. This power was incomparably huge. Even the current him could only protect himself and go with the flow.
He turned back to look at the hole in the Mech Universe. It had already healed to the size of a fist and was still healing at an accelerated rate.
The surroundings were an endless stretch of light green. Nothing could be seen and nothing could be heard.
Only the sound of the endless river water vibrated in his soul's ears.
Garon looked up. The surface of the river was not far away. Through the surface of the Mother Stream, he could see the colorful Space-Time Wall outside.
Roar …!
A ferocious roar rang out once again.
Garon was shocked to see a large crack appear on the Space-Time Wall. Then, it seemed like an external force had forcefully pierced a hole. A long arm that seemed to have no end reached out from the hole.
It was a brass-colored arm that had a faint metallic luster all over. It kept extending downwards.
Bang!!
The river water splashed high from the impact of the arm. That arm actually grabbed at Garon in a straight line. It seemed to have an infinite length and was wrapped in a terrifyingly huge amount of Soul Power.
"It's a Void Creature!!" Garon knew that things were not good. He quickly activated his Soul Ring and burst out a pure Soul Power that wrapped around his soul. He quickly moved forward in the Mother Stream.
With a whoosh, he just managed to avoid the capture of the giant hand. It was just that the edge was lightly rubbed.
However, it was just a small rubbing. The Soul Power on the arm was like maggots that instantly split into dozens of densely-packed transparent maggots. They stuck on the outer wall of Garon's Soul Power and devoured Garon's Soul Power in big mouthfuls.
A feeling of dizziness welled up in his heart. Garon instinctively knew that this was because he had used too much Soul Power. An existence that could break the Mother Stream's Barrier was definitely not something he could fight against now.
"I must leave immediately!" He made up his mind and directly cut off the part of his Soul Power that was attached to it and threw it far away.
On the other hand, he was like a fish swimming in the river.
Fortunately, the Soul Ring was now able to continuously produce new Soul Power. It was no longer like before when he could only use the Soul Power stored in the Soul Seed. Once the corrosion of the Mother Stream ended, he could only close his eyes and wait for death. However, it was different now. Garon was completely able to continuously produce new Soul Power to support himself to swim longer and further in the Mother Stream.
Boom!!
The river water surged violently, and the Mother Stream's enormous vitality gushed into the arm that was invading his body.
Garon looked back and saw that the brass-colored arm was being rapidly corroded by the green river water, revealing the inner layer of the black texture. There was also a large amount of red blood dripping down and fusing into the Mother Stream. It dyed a large amount of the surrounding green river water a dark color.
Roar!!
The unknown existence let out a painful roar, and could only retract its arm. Its palm quickly left the Mother Stream's water, and with its hand full of blood, it retracted back into the hole in the dimensional wall.
Under the power of the Mother Stream, the hole quickly repaired itself and returned to its original state. The waves of the river gradually calmed down.
Garon hid under the water and breathed a sigh of relief. He had not felt the feeling of being chased down from the top of the world to the bottom for hundreds of years. Just a moment ago, he was still one of the top twenty-six people in the Mech World, and now he had become a homeless dog running for his life.
"As expected, the space-time is so big that it encompasses everything …" Sighing in his heart, Garon calculated his losses, and the Energy Machine Imprint quickly took effect. Because this imprint was composed of Willpower, and Willpower was also a small branch of the Soul Power of the Plague, it could still remain and use Garon's Soul Power to operate. However, at this moment, this imprint was also gradually slowing down as it moved away from the Mech World.
After all, many of the laws and rules of its operation were designed according to the rules of the Mech Universe. Once the rules changed, it was already considered strong enough that it was not instantly paralyzed.
This was like the rule of this universe was that the speed of light was three hundred thousand kilometers per second, but that universe was nine hundred thousand kilometers. Or the rule of this universe was one plus one equals two, but that universe was one plus one equals three.
Of course, the latter did not have such an exaggerated change, but it was enough to explain the problem.
The reason why Garon's Soul Seed could be used in all universes was because it was the most basic rule of the origin, abandoning all the other non-common parts, leaving only the part of the Grand Unified Law that could be used in all universes.
This was the true greatness of the Warlocks. What they mastered was the law of power that could be used in many universes.
In the Mother Stream, time was meaningless, and everything was flowing. Garon slowly swam in the river, following the river's current and swimming in the direction he came from. Back then, he was washed by the river to the most barren branch of the Mother Stream, the Mech Universe. Now, if he wanted to leave, he had to go against the current.
After transmigrating through so many worlds, he had gone from the initial novelty to the current numbness and familiarity.
As for his purpose, Garon had long forgotten what his original purpose was. Why did he throw himself into the Mother Stream in the first place, why did he choose to continue transmigrating? He could not remember clearly the purpose and meaning behind it.
Too many, too many new memories had washed away that little bit of persistence from the very beginning, leaving almost no trace behind.
Garen, who was swimming upstream, pondered slowly as he swam.
Was it because of the war between Ancient Endor and the Void Creatures? Or was it simply to experience life in different worlds? Or was it to find the reason why he transmigrated in the first place?
It might even be to find the way back.
As he swam, Garon's thoughts were spinning rapidly. The Energy Machine Imprint's operation was getting slower and slower, and most of its functions were stagnant and damaged due to the loss of the rules. Only the most basic computing power was left, and the computing power was not even one ten-thousandth of the original, but it had already surpassed the supercomputer on Earth.
Occasionally, he would encounter Void Creatures like before that tried to capture Garon in the Mother Stream, but he avoided them without any mishaps.
Garon, on the other hand, was getting more and more confused and sluggish as he continued to think. The more he searched, the more he could not find the meaning of his continued existence. Everything was repeated over and over again.
Other than pursuing greater power, he could not find a greater value in his existence.
"What do I really want?" He asked himself.
When he asked this question, according to his calculations, it was already the third year since he entered the Mother Stream.
He did not know where he had drifted to. His surroundings were always endless green river water, and there were no living creatures. Occasionally, he could only see some miscellaneous objects flowing past him. Most of these objects did not exist for long, and they quickly melted in the river water.
In the entire drift, the only living creatures that he could encounter were the Void Fishers that occasionally appeared. These beings were huge, and each of them had at least ten Soul Seeds, and they were not even the lowest level of Soul Seeds. Soul Seeds were divided into three stages: Mixed Color, Colorless, and Unified Color. Garon himself belonged to the most basic Mixed Color Stage, and his Soul Seed only formed a simple Soul Ring, which belonged to the lowest level of existence among the Demon Lords. If he wanted to upgrade, he would need to gather at least five Soul Seeds to form a large Soul Ring, and then remove the mixed colors to upgrade to the Colorless Stage.
The Void Fishers that appeared outside the Mother Stream were at least at the Colorless Stage, and each of them did not have more than ten Soul Seeds, so they were too embarrassed to show themselves. As for the weaker ones, Garon guessed that they were probably existences with less than this number of Soul Seeds. They were also self-aware, and would not take the initiative to look for trouble. The Mother Stream's Barrier was also divided into strong and weak areas, and the weaker ones did not have any benefits other than being injured for nothing.
This kind of drifting was boring and tedious, and Garon even sometimes hoped that the sudden appearance of the Void Fishers would bring him a little more interest.
These existences were slow because they did not have the power of the Mother Stream to entangle them. They were fooled by him, and one by one, they became Garon's only tonic.
However, the consumption of Soul Power was not infinite.
After another five years, Garon felt that his Soul Power had begun to decline, and the production of Soul Rings could not keep up with the consumption. He immediately understood that he could not continue drifting aimlessly like this.
With his Soul Rings and his identity as a Void Pursuer, if he stayed in one place for a long time, he would be the best bait to attract Soul Ring level Void Creatures to a certain extent. In order to solve this threat.
Garon set up a simulation model and calculated that he could not stay in a world for more than two hundred years, or else he would attract the Soul Ring level Void Creatures nearby.
"The Void Creatures and the Ancient Endor civilization definitely have a stronghold to fight against each other! It's impossible that I'm the only inheritor. If I can find other inheritors, then we can truly unite and fight against the attacks of the Void Creatures together. "
With this thought, Garon began to pay attention to the countless universes flowing outside the Mother Stream's Barrier, trying to find a universe that also had the aura of Soul Seeds.
This kind of universe was easy to find because the aura of Soul Power was not something that could be found in just any universe. Garon's Void Pursuer played the role of a super olfactory locator at this time, and together with the Energy Machine Imprint, he could distinguish a trace of possible Soul Power aura from the extremely subtle aura of the universe.
Although he knew that this kind of search was very uncertain, Garon finally had a new goal, and was no longer as lost and dispirited as he was in the beginning.
Time passed slowly … Garon's Soul Ring was producing less and less Soul Power, and the body he could protect was also getting thinner and thinner.
After an unknown amount of time, the opportunity he had been waiting for finally appeared.
*****
Poof!
A huge black octopus tentacle plunged into the Mother Stream and pounced towards Garon. The tentacle was filled with countless small suction cups, sweeping up a huge suction force and surging towards Garon.
"You're courting death!" Garon sneered as he watched the tentacle release its suction force in the Mother Stream. "Releasing a suction force in such a dense Mother Stream? You must be tired of living. "
He mocked unceremoniously. When a person stayed alone for a long time, he liked to talk to himself, or else he might even forget how to speak after a long time.
As if to prove Garon's sarcasm, the black tentacle did not manage to catch him, but it instantly absorbed a huge amount of Mother Stream's water, and the entire tentacle swelled, getting bigger and thicker.
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