The Holyspirit Palace.
Lin Sheng sat on the supreme throne and slowly closed his eyes.
His consciousness gradually sank into the deepest part of his heart. Relaxed, soothed, and gradually quietened down.
It had been a long time since he had carefully experienced the feeling of entering a dream.
Since he was still an ordinary person, he had always relied on dreams to explore everything and obtain everything.
He had obtained a lot of knowledge from his dreams.
In reality, in dreams, one could only obtain non-material things such as knowledge.
Even divinity, in essence, was only a perception of the realm and power, a collection of information, not a physical entity. That was why it could be transmitted through consciousness and soul.
Lin Sheng felt himself, as if his body was falling from a great height, and with a splash, he seemed to have fallen into a lake.
His whole body began to be wrapped in a warm, soft substance.
After an unknown amount of time.
He slowly opened his eyes.
He was already standing in front of the huge Divine Pillar.
The towering twisted black pillar was constantly squirming like a living thing.
On the dark red ground around him, there were still subtle traces left by his previous breakthrough.
But the Golden Red Humanoid and the torturer Aisha were nowhere to be seen.
"With my current strength, I can still get rid of Aisha, but to kill her, I'm afraid it will be very difficult." Lin Sheng roughly pondered and judged.
If Aisha could still exert the full power of her divinity, then it would be very difficult for him to defeat her.
Thinking of this, he took out the God's Speed divinity that was previously sealed with protection.
It was a strand of hair that he had nourished and preserved with the power of protection.
He had integrated the God's Speed divinity into this strand of hair. And this strand of hair, which was originally black, had also turned light gray with the integration of divinity.
Previously when he came into contact with divinity, he did not feel anything special.
But now it seemed to be different.
He just had to touch the hair with his fingers, and he could feel a large amount of complex information contained within it.
This information, just by its own aggregation, had the effect of affecting the existence of matter in the outside world.
It could be said to be extremely abnormal.
"Then … absorb." Lin Sheng stretched out his hand and gently squeezed. Suddenly, the hair was broken, and a gray shadow flew out and drilled into the skin of his palm.
He closed his eyes and stood there quietly. Digesting the large amount of God's Speed divinity that he had absorbed.
Soundlessly, his comprehension of speed rapidly increased.
Divinity was essentially a gift of the soul.
Absorbing other divinities was the same as observing and comprehending the soul aptitude of other existences.
Naturally, there would be losses, and quite a lot of them.
After all, other people's soul talent was naturally most suitable for their physical body and soul. It would be impossible for it to be 100% strong if it was used on him.
The degree of divinity absorption depended on perception and compatibility.
Lin Sheng's perception was not bad, and the degree of absorption was considered high. In addition, he was also a divine creature of the same level, and he had dabbled in a variety of power systems before.
After all, he was a man who had absorbed the soul fragments of tens of thousands of living beings. In terms of intelligence, he was not bad.
In the blink of an eye, Lin Sheng had absorbed 50% of the God's Speed divinity.
Most of the remaining parts were not compatible with him and could not be used. Those were the parts that belonged to Cypross, so he could only put them aside.
Unless he encountered a creature that was exactly the same as Cypross, he might be able to make use of the trash.
After comprehending 50% of the God's Speed Divinity, Lin Sheng began to adjust his body, mind, and soul according to the principles within.
This kind of adjustment was a natural sublimation.
As long as he comprehended it thoroughly and reached the level of divinity, his soul would naturally undergo some magical changes and qualitative changes.
"The soul transformation still needs some time, and I can use this time to explore other places in the Divine Pillar …"
But before he could put this idea into action, Lin Sheng suddenly felt that his surroundings began to slowly darken.
In the distance, an indescribable silence and darkness was rapidly spreading towards his location.
"This is …!!?" Lin Sheng's heart skipped a beat.
He had not encountered this kind of forced transformation of dreams for a long time.
He thought that he would not encounter it again, but unexpectedly …
"It's still here?" He stood in place and stared at it intently.
But looking at the huge Divine Pillar in front of him, there was still a faint sense of regret in his heart.
There were still many things worth exploring and excavating in the Divine Pillar. For example, Aisha the Abuser, the Wish Portal, and other clues left by Ancellia. Another example was the demigod level. How powerful was it?
It was a powerful existence that could persist in the Blacktide for a long time without being eroded.
Now, had it been eroded, or had it completely perished?
Originally, Lin Sheng wanted to explore it one by one.
But the approaching darkness reminded him again that he was still in a dream.
This was just a dream after all …
"I hope, I will come back and explore the truth of everything …" he murmured.
Whoosh!
The endless darkness instantly crossed the Divine Pillar and drowned him.
He still had a lot of divinity to take …
The darkness slowly sank in.
This was not the Blacktide, but just the darkness generated by Lin Sheng's consciousness and senses.
It was like closing his eyes and shutting off the darkness generated by his vision.
It was as if he had been cut off from this dream. And his perception was not adjusted in a short time, and it showed such complete darkness.
"What kind of dream will it be next?"
He was looking forward to it.
Time passed slowly.
One minute.
Two minutes.
Five minutes.
Ten minutes …
Finally.
A blurry wall filled with the texture of metal and steel appeared beside him.
The wall was covered with gray veins that looked like blood vessels, like an electric circuit, or something else.
Then, the darkness around him quickly faded and dissipated.
Lin Sheng blinked, and only then did he see where he was.
He was standing in a closed and dark monitoring room.
Less than three meters in front of him, there were three electronic screens, one large and two small. There were flashing snowflakes on them.
There were no images.
Lin Sheng looked at the screen, turned his eyes, and looked at other places.
Around him was a semi-circular workbench, made of black metal, with a large number of buttons and keyboard switches of unknown functions.
Computer-like screens of different sizes were neatly placed on the table. No one cared about them.
In the surrounding rooms, the walls were full of switches and warning lights that flashed green like breathing.
The ground was covered with a thick layer of dust, and the workbench was full of scattered documents, paper, and pens. It seemed that no one had tidied it up for a long time.
Lin Sheng stepped forward, reached out, picked up a document, and glanced at it.
It was all in a language that he did not recognize.
"It seems that it's the same old rule. I have to find the natives here first, otherwise I won't be able to understand the origin of this place."
Lin Sheng looked around, found a position that looked like a hatch, and strode over.
Just as he got closer, he vaguely heard a faint sound of piano playing from outside the door.
It was a guitar-like, clear sound of strings.
His voice reverberated outside, sounding lonely and desolate.
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