Star of Civilization

St. Agatha looked up in a panic, the endless black shadow was shaking slightly, and she was also out of breath by the huge pressure.

That voice appeared directly in Amon's mind. She didn't know what kind of message Amon received.

Obviously, I was so angry just now, why is it creeping on the ground now?

"What made him do that?" St. Agatha didn't understand, everything around him changed too fast, and the situation reversed rapidly, which was not the weight that her mind could bear.

It's like being exiled to the lonely grave of eternal silence, isolated from everything around him.

But she could hear Amon's answer, which shocked her.

"God! Amon actually kneeled in front of that human..."

"Lord? It's really strange... This name actually has the magic power to make ancient people like Amon obey orders?"

Many doubts were put on her mind, and she was like Amon, searching desperately in her memory.

"What's that name? Nyara..."

"Why did I pronounce that name just now? I am... what's wrong?"

Saint Agatha tried desperately to think about it, but couldn't remember anything. The memory just seemed to be blank and was erased from his mind by an invisible hand.

The cold and dead silence is still spreading silently.

I don't know how long it took, the mysterious feeling of oppression was much smaller than before, and Amon knew that it was a sign that the opponent's power was fading.

His body was suddenly able to move!

The power surged again, and Amon stood up tremblingly, still afraid to look forward, the other party had power that he could not resist.

escape!

It's too late if you don't escape!

Amon didn't hesitate to turn into a black mist, and wanted to escape.

But the black mist rising from his body curled up to his ankles, only half of the change, and suddenly stopped, because he was shocked to find that everything that happened just now could not be remembered.

It seems to be in a nightmare.

"Why should I flee... Where do I go?"

The journey of exile and imprisonment constantly reminds Amon that he is the master, mastering everything here. Only the fear in the body and the flickering light in front of him made him remember the extremely depressed feeling in a trance.

"No... this is my site, why should I run away? I must have been dreaming just now!"

"Yes! That's a mental attack!"

"I was tricked by that mortal...?"

In the flickering light, impulsive fluctuations were transmitted to his body.

This is the feeling!

Amon raised his head suddenly, and saw a small object floating in front, glowing and spinning. At this moment, even no matter how dull he was, he instantly understood: everything, it's this little thing that is playing tricks!

"Impossible! How could I be fooled by mortals?"

It was the mortal who didn't know what method he used to make himself fearful, and it actually worked.

Amon suddenly reacted!

This is his home court. Maybe it turned into a black mist to get out, but I don't know why, Amon suddenly felt that something was wrong. Except for the sense of fear, other memories disappeared.

The small object in front of him was shining, and two psychic prisms were inlaid in the shape of the bird's head, one on the left and the right, the light flickering like the two eyes of the thing, blinking at Amon.

"That's my things, no one can take them!"

The violent black evil power suddenly rushed out, and Amon's forehead protruded a little squirming flesh touch, and quickly grabbed the bird god, even if he desperately wanted to get the Horcrux back!

That thing is vital to him.

"You have no choice." A faint voice came.

It was the warning from the black-haired young man.

"No! I have, I must take back what belongs to me, you took the Horcrux!"

Amon snarled frantically and suddenly paused.

"No, I won't give up!" His hideous fangs bared out, roared, and at the same time he inhaled another breath of death.

"Nothing is weird, you can't lie to me, I am a soul eater! Everything is fake... illusion! You are playing with me, your death is inevitable!"

"Heh, is my death?" A sneer came, echoing in time and space.

"In the soul eater, there is indeed eternal life. But what you did is too stupid. It is impossible for the swallowed soul to forgive you or give you rest. You are just living in the virtual space of your own soul and exploring All the possibilities of the end of one's life are nothing more."

"Reincarnation-this is a fate more terrifying than death, you know."

A cold voice poured into Amon's mind, and by the way, he told the secret hidden in his heart.

soul? That is the source of his immortal life.

And reincarnation is the only way to escape the confinement of time and space. He is a god, no matter how terrible the reincarnation is, the negative impact on mortals is minimal to him, and it is not a problem at all.

Amon only wanted to appear in the physical world, so he had to do everything possible to get the blood of Saint Agatha.

The other party has already said very clearly...

Amon couldn't listen at all at this moment, and Chunchun preached without paying attention to that voice.

The giant black hand stretched out directly, sweeping everything in front of him, but he could barely grasp the statuette, but Amon couldn't reach it.

"That's my thing, give it back to me!"

The violent voice kept on, and the black figure squeezed away crazily, but then rushed into the air, holding a lonely one, which made him even more angry. Amon didn't realize that this was a way for the other party to tease him, and his repeated failures made him react.

The small statue that was originally suspended in front of him is gone.

"Do you dare to play with me? Despicable rubbish!"

"Did you forget that you were kneeling at my feet just now, asking for my forgiveness? Such forgetfulness is worthy of being called a god? Such a long life is in vain..." There was another sneer.

"Asshole!"

Amon's huge mouth was breathing heavily, his expression almost mad.

The white light was shining in front of him, and the bird idol not only reappeared, but also his eyes waved, seeming to be looking around.

Amon woke up and realized that under that wave of fluctuations, the entire time and space had been distorted, as if time was flowing backwards, the dimensional space opened a gap, and the weapon of causality was activated!

The other party wants to escape?

"No! No! Never let him take away the Horcrux!"

Amon immediately noticed that strange wave of intentions, and his whole body exploded in an instant. Although he didn't know where the opponent was hiding in the dark, he still tried to gather all his strength.

In the direction of the bird god, send a strong blow!

"drink!"

"Since I can't get it, don't even think about it! I can let time and space collapse, and no one can run away!"

The sound of rage resounded everywhere, making people creepy!

No mortal could escape from under his hands, and he wouldn't let this happen even if the universe died.

He wants to destroy everything, no one can stop it.

This is not the result of hatred. During his long life, he learned to maximize the benefits of everything, and time is not a problem.

He can wait, doing so is just to pave the way for future rebirth.

Although the little mortal didn't know how to take his Horcrux by any means, he wouldn't simply use revenge to end it all.

Vengeance is just a way for short-sighted people to escape reality. Now, he has already surpassed the stale concept of hatred.

Destruction can create new life!

As long as there is a powerful soul, Amon will never die.

In fact, he wanted to do this a long time ago, using his supreme soul power to condense singularities, create black holes, and break the imprisonment... Anyway, trapped in this space-time cage, he can't escape. He can only wait countless centuries later. A short moment of joy.

He will completely destroy this space and time, and no life will be able to escape the kind of creative power ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ that is his will eventually return to his hands, and coexist with him.

At that time, whether it is the creation of the new era or the legacy of the old era, everything in this space will belong to him and become a stronger body to welcome the new life.

Destiny is sometimes created by yourself.

He has seen the destruction and rebirth of the explosion of stars, the birth and death of great civilizations, the powerful enemies who fought with him kneeling under his feet, and the countless older powerful men in other fields——

Those are the same ancient existences as him, and they have all experienced destruction and rebirth.

If he really regarded that mortal as an ant, how could he care about his existence? In this desperate situation of life and death, no matter how stubborn the enemy will be completely annihilated!

It's not that you die and I die together.

He will stand and have the last laugh.

At the moment of rebirth, he will be ranked in the immortal class, becoming the transcendence of the transitional catastrophe and Nirvana in the starry sky. Like the powerful ancients born in other galaxies, witness the future beyond the shackles of light and darkness!

The power of countless souls was stimulated, tearing time and space, and condensing into an endless black screen in the endless void.

Darkness turns into chaos, chaos will give birth to order in the outbreak, and order will always provide him with a steady supply of souls.

That is the world he-immortal Amon created!

Carrying the fate of that world and moving forward will be controlled by him.

All violent energies began to gather in the middle, followed closely, and within a second, a terrifying spatial singularity was formed!

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