Lin Sheng retracted his attention from the Spectral Light.
Deciding to help Giving Hope, he naturally had a purpose in mind.
Collecting the Source was not easy, and it was only possible to find it when there was a huge upheaval in the world.
The Darkspirit Realm was not a world in essence, but a large Hidden Realm.
Compared to a world, the size of the Darkspirit Realm was too small.
According to Nurgana, there was no need to think about the Source. Even if a Source was born in a place like that, one should not take it. Once taken, the entire Hidden Realm would collapse.
And for a truly complete world, even if the Source was taken away, the world's immunity would at most drop, and it would be vulnerable to attacks, but it would not take long for it to recover, and a new Source would be born.
"The question now is, which one should I choose, and make my move first …" Lin Sheng gently tapped on the armrest of his seat, his expression calm as he pondered.
If he were to open his mouth now, getting the world coordinates from Giving Hope should not be a problem.
But he had a second choice.
And that was to get the picture from Ascension.
With the powerful ability of the Crystal of Prophecy, even if it was just a picture, there was a certain possibility that he could break through the world, and head to the world where Ascension was.
"But it's still a little risky … the transmission of the Crystal of Prophecy has a chance of failure. Just one picture, in case the other party did not give me the real scene. And if the wrong transmission happens, I'm afraid it will cause unpredictable trouble. "
Lin Sheng pondered for a moment, and decided to focus on managing Giving Hope.
He needed to get more pictures that could locate the location, or if he could successfully summon the Holy Spirit once … then it would be foolproof.
Lin Sheng rubbed his chin.
He looked down at Nurgana who was reading a book.
This newly summoned powerful divinity was extremely quiet, and her Poison Divinity level strength did not stand out at all.
The only thing that was different from ordinary people was her appetite.
"Right, Khadula is coming." Nurgana noticed that Lin Sheng was looking at her, and looked up with a sweet smile.
"I know." They were all part of Lin Sheng's own soul, and he naturally knew.
But because he knew, he had a headache.
Khadula seemed to have an inexplicable hostility towards Nurgana.
However, upon closer inspection …
Khadula's beauty was slightly better than Nurgana, but her personality was not as calm and quiet as Nurgana.
He was too lazy to think about what kind of sparks would erupt when the two of them met.
Lin Sheng shifted most of his attention to a bottle.
It was a glass bottle filled with milky white sand, and inside the bottle was the black bead found from the God of Shadows.
"This thing … seems to have some special effect."
Lin Sheng did not dare to underestimate this bottle.
After all, it was an object that could survive in the Blacktide for so long. Even the gods were missing and were very likely to fall in the Blacktide. For such a bead to survive must have something special in itself.
Lin Sheng wrapped his hand with a layer of Saint power, then unscrewed the bottle, tilted it slightly, and slowly pulled the bead out.
The black beads looked like pearls, but they felt like some kind of flesh.
"This …" Lin Sheng was about to ask, but saw that Nurgana's gaze had already shifted to his hand.
"This is the Godfather's eyeball." Nurgana calmly revealed the identity of the bead.
"The eyeball … what is it used for?" Lin Sheng asked.
"I don't know, I just recognized it based on my soul instincts. Isn't the rest of my memories the same as yours? What you know, I know, what you don't know, I don't know. "Nurgana said flatly.
Lin Sheng tried to infuse Saint power into it.
He could feel that the bead was like a bottomless hole, and seemed to be connected to some mysterious space.
Saint power continuously poured into it.
As if a switch had been flipped, the bead gradually turned from black to light up.
At the same time, strands of inexplicable soul power slowly dissipated from the bead.
Lin Sheng's heart skipped a beat, and he took the initiative to touch the dissipating soul power.
It was not out of his expectations. The soul power was mixed with a large number of memories of the God of Shadows.
The god had indeed perished, and even his soul was only left with a little remnant.
Fortunately, the soul of the God of Shadows seemed to be very large, and its memories were naturally very large as well.
Lin Sheng had only absorbed a little of the memory that dissipated from the bead, and it was as if he had seen the contents of a normal person's lifetime.
Even though most of the absorbed memories were dormant, receiving and feedback prayers, but Lin Sheng still saw a lot of useful information from the few memories that had content.
"The God of Shadows was actually just an ordinary member of the entire E 'Language Pantheon. Furthermore … it had actually come into contact with Ancellia …! "
As he continued to read, the memories of the God of Shadows had also come into contact with Ancellia.
This left Lin Sheng a little shocked.
Ancellia seemed to see her everywhere.
She ran around everywhere, but always left a blur of her figure.
And Lin Sheng had a feeling that Ancellia might have finally found something.
He continued reading, and looked at the rest of the memories.
Although he had only obtained fragments of the God of Shadows' memories, the total amount was quite large.
Ancellia did not have many memories of coming into contact with the God of Shadows, but against the problem of the Blacktide, Ancellia had left a lot of information about the threats within the Blacktide.
Among them was information about the Annihilatus.
Lin Sheng saw this and felt as if he had found a treasure.
All along, he knew very little about the Blacktide, and the appearance of the Annihilatus made him even more uncertain.
If it was just a threat of this level, it would not be able to threaten demigods and gods.
Now that he saw this, Ancellia's exploration seemed to have given him the answer in advance.
Inside the spherical wooden hut.
A blurry black shadow rippled with patterns like water waves.
Ancellia, who had aged beyond recognition, sat quietly on a wooden chair in the wooden hut with a cane in her hand.
"Respected Angula, in the face of the Blacktide, we need to be wary of not only the endless monsters and chaos."
Ancellia's voice was no longer as crisp and heroic as before, but the determination and composure were still there.
"Poor wanderer, the Blacktide you speak of is simply vulnerable. There is no danger and trouble you mentioned before. "The God of Shadows' voice was calm, as if he did not believe Ancellia.
"That is because you have not encountered the Annihilatus." Ancellia remained calm. "The Black Tide is not static …" Ye Futian said.
"Annihilatus?" The God of Shadows let out a loud laugh. "What kind of creature dares to crown themselves with the name of god?"
"Annihilatus is just a codename, a title. They are called that simply because they are gods that have been annihilated, creatures that once existed in various worlds and were called gods, "Ancellia said calmly.
"Once a god?" The God of Shadows' laughter slowly stopped.
"When the Blacktide discovers that ordinary monsters and erosion are useless against you, they will send out the Annihilatus. As for the Annihilatus, there are three classes that I have experienced. The first class is the Dragon Titan. This is the weakest class. It is mainly made up of Titans that give birth to black dragons behind their backs. "
Ancellia did not care about the God of Shadows' reaction and continued.
"If you have withstood the first attack, then the second class is about to come. The second class of Annihilatus is a terrifying attack made up of Subzero Flowers. They are countless flowers of flesh and blood from the underground. "
"What about the third class?" The God of Shadows smiled and asked.
"Of course, Subzero Flowers may not be a big deal for you, after all, they are only equivalent to demigods. No matter how many there are, they will still be suppressed by you. But the third class … "Before Ancellia could finish, the wooden hut suddenly shook violently, as if something was shaking the earth.
Ancellia stood up, her face calm.
"Looks like I should leave. I hope you can also resist the erosion of the Blacktide. "
The memory came to an abrupt end.
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