Brendel felt as if he had just experienced a long dream. The dream was made up of countless fragmented images. The images flashed before his eyes one by one, like a silent river. As time passed, he experienced one world after another in a trance. In the first world, he was half-awake and half-asleep. There were many tall and handsome humans standing in the room. They had black hair and golden eyes. They were wearing robes. The robes were red on the left and black on the right. There was a dark golden collar at the neckline. There was an ouroboros on the robes. There were eleven of them in total. One of them stepped forward and reached out to touch his eyelids. The Ring of Coiled Serpent on his index finger was shining with silver light.
The first thing he saw was the dark walls and floor, which were covered with a lattice network used to transmit magic power. It looked like the upper level of a tower. Outside the round hall were twelve black stone pillars. Outside the pillars were a sea of golden clouds. Towering buildings stood in the middle of the sea of clouds. In the distance, the Perkin Sun emitted an eternal afterglow on the horizon.
Those handsome humans were talking to each other, but they did not make any sound. It was like a silent movie. Occasionally, they would draw a bright symbol in the air, and then the others would nod as if they agreed. From the mouths of these people, Brando finally distinguished a word that he could understand in modern Cruz language.
The Truth Society —
The picture quickly became fragmented and dimmed. In the second world, Brando felt that he had become an exiled refugee. The beautiful buildings around him were no longer there. He was in a daze, following an unknown clan. Giant beasts were pulling wooden carts on the Great Plains. Looking back, the sky was still covered with golden clouds. He could vaguely see the shadow of a tall tower on the clouds. And above the sky, countless meteorites were falling from the sky, dragging long flames behind them. They hit the ground obliquely, leaving a flash on the horizon.
But there was only one image that left a deep impression on him.
A huge dragon shrouded half the sky, spreading its wings from the south of the Great Plains all the way to the north, crossing the horizon. Its curved neck was like a huge tower on top of the clouds. Its huge head stared at the ground, its golden eyes shining. It was like a huge shadow in the clouds, dominating the entire sky and earth. However, a ray of emerald-green light was rising from behind the clouds. It was like a star, shining brightly in the sky, pointing directly at the dragon's heart.
Then, the second image disappeared like sand in the wind. Then came the third world, which was made up of a series of broken images. Sometimes, he felt that he was being carried by a group of people in black robes through mountains covered by dark clouds. Sometimes, he felt that he was worshipping an altar towering under the golden sun with countless believers. On the altar stood a giant surrounded by lightning. Then, he saw a human in a red robe injecting a flaming bead into the body of a monster. The monster's wail shook the heavens and the earth.
He saw countless such monsters being created. Most of them were killed immediately, but a small number of them escaped into the forest and became monsters. The ones that survived were some black-haired, golden-eyed creatures that resembled humans.
Then the image dimmed again.
At that moment, Brando suddenly understood that this was the process of the birth of the Miirnas. Some people were trying to use the Blood of God to recreate the divine people, and they were the derivatives of this experiment.
After understanding this, his mind fell into a deep sleep. This sleep seemed to have taken a century. When Brando woke up again, he had not opened his eyes, but he had already smelled the faint fragrance of flowers in the wind. When he opened his eyes, he was already in an exquisite courtyard. The courtyard was like a dream, with evergreen spring, nightingales singing softly, and ivory-white carved pillars hidden in the shade of the trees.
Elven guards with silver halberds in their hands stood at the left and right. Surrounded by the crowd, a silver-haired Elven girl lifted her skirt and came to his side. She bowed to him and said, "Good afternoon, royal sister."
Brando was stunned for a moment, and these images dissipated like sand in the wind.
Then he heard an angry voice. "How dare you pry into my memory!"
This sentence was like tearing a hole in the entire dream, causing the world of the dream to be completely fragmented, and it woke Brando up abruptly. He opened his eyes. The first thing that came into his sight was a verdant green, with fragmented golden light floating slightly in the green field. When he saw it a little more clearly, Brando found that it was the shade of a tree that swayed slightly in the afternoon.
Then came into view was a short-haired woman with a cold expression. She was holding her hand on his forehead, slightly frowning, and her short platinum hair was shining under the sun. Seeing that Brando had woken up, the woman's furrowed brows relaxed, and the tip of her eyebrows even raised a little. This subtle movement made Brando realize that the other party knew him.
"You saved me … Uh?" Brando groaned. Just as he was about to move, he felt an endless pain coming from his limbs and bones. He remembered everything that had happened before. He remembered the fierce battle with White. He remembered that he was seriously injured in the state of Unyielding, and the blood of the Dark God rampaged through his body and caused further damage. It could only be said to be a miracle that he was still alive. But there were no miracles in this world, so the only possibility was the woman in front of him.
After a brief confusion, he had actually recognized the identity of the other party. The Holy Maiden of the Lion Palace, Sydney.
But why was she in this place?
Sydney silently pressed her hand on Brando and said, "Your injuries are too serious. The holy water can only barely pull you back from the hands of the Grim Reaper, and there is no way to heal your external injuries."
Only then did Brando understand his current state. He silently lay down for a moment, his mind in a mess. It took him a while to sort out his thoughts, so he sat up from the ground with some difficulty and took out the holy water from the Dimensional Space to drink. Feeling that the injuries in his body were gradually recovering under the infusion of the holy energy, Brando had time to weakly open his character attribute panel. Then he was stunned by his current state.
Under the character status column, the line of absolute strength clearly wrote "Elemental Enlightenment (Peak)". He immediately felt his own strength. Under the stability of his Elemental Power, there were hidden turbulent waves, but the lines of law that made up his Elemental Power were more stable and unbreakable than before. The two laws related to time and space appeared clearly around his body, and there was no longer a feeling of obscurity like before. This was an important characteristic of the Elemental Enlightenment stage. From the realm of Elemental Enlightenment to the realm of Elemental Enlightenment, it was the process of mastering and understanding power. The higher the realm of Elemental Enlightenment, the deeper and clearer the understanding of one's own Elemental Power. When one reached the peak of Elemental Enlightenment, the Elemental Power of an Elemental Master was no longer just a passive law.
At this stage, the Elemental Power did not have only a few active and passive skills. Players could truly rely on their own will to manipulate and understand the Elemental Power, and the power of the Elemental Power, other than the limitations of its own nature, was only dependent on the level of understanding and control of the Elemental Power.
In fact, this was already the threshold to the peak of Elemental Power, and also the foundation of Ultimate Power. After going through this stage, players could truly grasp the power of the Elemental Power.
Brando looked down and saw that in addition to the original active and passive skills, there was an additional active effect: "Players will be able to freely manipulate the power of time and space."
Of course, this way of displaying the power of the Elemental Power was the same as the active skills of the Elemental Power. It required a continuous consumption of Order Power, which was the so-called degree of control and control of the Elemental Power. The consumption was very shocking, but the shocking consumption also brought about powerful effects. Just like before, the active and passive effects of the Elemental Power that Brando could use were only limited to teleportation, limited manipulation of the flow of time, and increasing his own defense. So when White Hair attacked, he could only rely on teleportation to escape, and was easily suppressed by his opponent.
But now, it was different. Brando could now easily be immune to all damage. He only needed to isolate either space or time, and as long as the Psionic Elemental Power or the Power of Dusk could not negate this condition, then limited invincibility would be established. And this was the reason why the Elemental Power, which was similar to the power of existence, was so powerful. Wohnde was a world of Elemental Power, and the more powerful the Elemental Power one controlled, the higher the position one could reach. This was not empty talk.
Of course, with Brando's current strength, if he wanted to do this, he could only maintain it for a thousandth of a second. After all, theory and reality were not always the same.
Brando clenched his fist as if he was feeling his own strength. He vaguely understood the reason why his strength jumped from the middle level of the Elemental Enlightenment to the peak of the Elemental Enlightenment. In fact, after seeing White's stunning sickle, he faintly felt that he had touched the threshold of something that even he could not understand in his previous life. It was the deepest mystery of this world, and White's supreme power contained the aura of the power of existence, which answered all the questions in his heart.
In this world, there were very few existential powers, but Chaos was definitely one of them. Brando could not help but feel lucky because in Wohnde, the powerful Elemental Power did not come without a price. This was because the more powerful the Elemental Power, the more difficult it was for mortals to grasp and understand the truth and secrets behind it. For example, an Elemental Power of the level of Time and Space was extremely complicated. Mortals might not be able to understand its true meaning in their lifetime, let alone master it.
Those who had the highest level of Elemental Power might not be able to truly awaken their Elemental Power in the end, and those who could awaken their Elemental Power might not be able to understand the true meaning of Elemental Power in the end. Those who had lower level Elemental Power would have a great advantage in this aspect. For example, someone as talented as Greysword Saint-mephistopheles had to rely on coincidence to awaken the Extreme Plains. What he had mastered was just a gray Elemental Power. Although it was a fantasy Elemental Power, its level was not high.
It had to be said that Brando himself was extremely lucky. Awakening his Elemental Power and reaching the peak of Elemental Power of Truth all relied on extremely coincidental circumstances. He had some confidence in awakening his Elemental Power, but he really had no confidence in entering the Extreme Plains with Time and Space Elemental Power. After all, it was very likely to be the existence of Existential Power. But he did not expect Haku to personally demonstrate in front of him the form of Existential Power in Wohnde.
Of course, if he had died under that scythe, then the series of results that followed would naturally not have existed. But he had escaped, so everything that he saw at that time had now blossomed.
Looking past the Elemental Power, Brando was not satisfied. He faintly felt that the changes in his body did not stop there. The first thing he needed to find was the Blood of the Dark God. Haku was so obsessed with that thing, which meant that it was not as simple as it appeared to be. Moreover, although he understood the form of existence of Time and Space Elemental Power, the accumulation of his own Absolute Power had to follow a step-by-step process. It was absolutely impossible to gain power out of thin air. And this part of the increase in power, Brando suspected that it came from the Blood of the Dark God.
His gaze quickly focused, and he found that he had found the root of the problem.
Although he didn't find any traces of the Dark God's Blood in his attribute panel, he found another thing. He found that his Elite Template had been directly upgraded to a Leader Template. Moreover, it was the highest level World Leader Template. This template directly increased his attributes by 150%. With these attributes, he had steadily entered the peak of the Elemental Enlightenment in terms of absolute attributes.
Brando suddenly understood the problem with the level of his Absolute Power that was marked on his character status before. If it was only an increase in his understanding of the Elemental Power, then it would only increase the strength of his control over the Elemental Power itself. And the increase in Absolute Power was obviously dependent on the increase in his attributes.
But the Elite Template would not be upgraded for no reason, and the most likely thing right now was that suspicious Blood of the Dark God.
For some reason, when Brando thought of this, the scene that he saw in the dream suddenly appeared in his mind.
In the third world, those people he saw should be the first generation of Tree Herders — the Druids of the Ring of the World.
They were creating Gods.
With the power of the Blood of the Dark God.
Brando could not help but subconsciously touch the wound on his chest. Although it had completely healed, leaving only a shallow scar, he seemed to be able to feel the power of the blood pulsing in it.
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