Thousands of Hearts

Wang Yiyang felt very interesting.

His huge perception can vaguely sense the other party's unusualness.

In order to explore its root cause, while he was dealing with the conversation, he quietly unfolded his primordial spirit, stabbing at the other party with a trace.

The moment his primordial spirit touched Kanservi's soul.

A weak pulling force tried to pull him, change his own frequency, and enter a certain special level.

Just like the real world at the beginning, enter a level world with different frequencies to judge.

Wang Yiyang's heart moved, and he actively cooperated with this traction and adjusted the frequency accordingly.

hum!

Suddenly, his primordial spirit felt as if he had fallen into the bottom of the water.

Suddenly entered an indescribable space.

It is a piece of color space that constantly changes images every moment.

The surroundings are like a mess of paint, a mixture of colored patches and thick lines everywhere.

"Here...what's your intention of pulling me in?"

If Wang Yiyang was just an ordinary person, or even an ordinary star mecha master, he would not be able to perceive this traction.

But apart from his human identity, he also has another half-holy identity.

That's why I can feel this extremely special but unusual gravitational force.

No one answered.

Wang Yiyang soon felt further traction.

He didn't resist, but followed this force, continued to adjust his perception, and entered a deeper layer like the real world, a deeper layer of this universe.

All the color blocks in front of him instantly went dark.

Suddenly darkness fell around him.

In the darkness, countless light spots gradually lit up.

These spots of light are like grains of sand in the desert, and water droplets in the sea.

It is densely packed, at least billions of them.

Moreover, most of the light spots are white, and some are even faintly translucent, about to go out.

And a very small part, with the characteristics of silver, strives to bloom a faint light in the dark.

It seems to want to illuminate everything around it as much as possible.

"?? Here is..." Wang Yiyang was a little stunned, he had never encountered such a situation.

So far, the traction has completely disappeared.

Obviously, the purpose of the other party is to hope that he can arrive here.

"You let me come here, what do you want? What can I give?" Wang Yiyang thought for a while, and with his perception, he began to send out such a pure message.

At this moment, a huge, complex voice like the gathering of countless people turned into a message and passed it to his ears.

"Help...Doomsday...Old God..."

Countless messy messages were stuffed into Wang Yiyang's mind like an ocean.

Fortunately, he is not inexperienced.

After adapting to all kinds of huge memory information, the gap between such a small amount of information and the countless years of memory of the Evil Spider Mother is really too big.

Soon he came to his senses.

"Is it the collective consciousness of mankind? With the help of this Canservi's soul, come to me for help? Are you aware of the end of destruction that you may face at any time?"

He understood.

Obviously, the collective consciousness of mankind on this planet has formed an existence similar to the overall consciousness.

Its chaotic consciousness instinctively wants to seek help from itself.

This is the conclusion reached because of the huge threat from the old gods, and the ancient gods can't compete again?

"So, what can I get if I help you?" Wang Yiyang said casually.

"Everything...wealth...beauty...resources...everything we have, I will give it to you..."

The collective consciousness is obviously a rather chaotic body of consciousness. At this time, it is only forced to gather together and temporarily form a whole when the whole is threatened.

"I have everything I need." Wang Yiyang's eyes flickered, "I just want a little."

"As a collective consciousness, you should be able to touch the spiritual sea accumulated in the history of beliefs, right?..."

Just like in the real world in the stars, the gods of order rely on the accumulated beliefs and cognitions of the stars to form their own huge power.

Here, there must be a similar huge sea of ​​beliefs.

Just because Wang Yiyang couldn't find it himself, doesn't mean the collective consciousness couldn't find it.

"...Yes." After a moment of silence, the collective consciousness replied.

"Then, I can help you, but Faith Sea, I want..."

Wang Yiyang licked his lips. When he ate the gods of the stars, he had put in so much effort.

Now take this opportunity, anyway, the old gods and ancient gods here don't need beliefs, they don't believe in life at all, they are not a system.

So much faith has been accumulated, rather than wasting it, it is better to give it to him as a snack.

This universe, which is more powerful than the stars, if it completely swallows its sea of ​​belief, what level can he improve to by then?

Wang Yiyang looked forward to it.

As for how to step into the realm of a saint, he still has no specific method.

The memory of the Evil Spider Mother is also completely useless, because she was born at the creation level, one level higher than the saint.

No effort is required at all.

There is absolutely no way how to achieve the holy position.

And the subsequent identity, the Devourer of True Soul, the existence of the pinnacle of the saint, is not a human race, but a void god, and he is also a saint from birth.

So in order to be fully prepared, the stronger the strength, the better.

After waiting for a while, the collective consciousness finally agreed.

"Okay... I'll take you, go..."

Wang Yiyang soon felt a weak traction, trying to pull him to another level.

He complied with the pull of the other party, and his perception quickly adjusted.

The surrounding darkness quickly began to change and disappear. Instead, there are pieces of cosmic scenes as brilliant as stars.

But that is not the universe, all the stars naturally form huge figures like constellations.

Every constellation flows with countless spiritual powers like silver light...

Wang Yiyang looked at himself, he was floating in the darkness between two of the constellations.

In the entire twelve constellations, the total spiritual power is completely different from what he imagined.

Not too much, but too little....

Wang Yiyang let go of his perception, and his spiritual body suddenly appeared behind him, a huge faceless man with colorful wings.

Countless colored silk threads flew out from behind the faceless colorful winged figure, and quickly traveled through the space, spreading in all directions.

Soon the silk thread reached the top, that is, the end.

"It's only two light-years in size at most...too small...this spiritual power is at most one ten-thousandth of the stars..."

Wang Yiyang frowned.

"Could it be because of the parallel universe and the dimensional universe?" He recalled what he saw in this universe when he came here before.

There seem to be many, many dimensional universes and parallel universes here.

If every universe has such a sea of ​​belief, then this number is considered normal.

"Anyway, let's eat first!"

Let's talk about these things later, Wang Yiyang put away his speculation and started to perceive.

As long as he perceives the coverage, everything is instantly sucked into his thought prison.

As long as the perception level is not as good as his existence, in an instant, it may be imprisoned by his perception, grasping the thinking prison, and completely losing consciousness and soul.

This trick is still very useful when facing the need to clear the field of cannon fodder.

In the range of two light years, all the twelve constellations of belief in the sea were swallowed by Wang Yiyang into the prison of thinking in just half an hour, and then slowly eliminated impurities and turned into his own spiritual power.

The countless years of faith accumulated on the entire planet is only enough for him to devour it for half an hour.

He basically jumped and flew around at will with his perception on, and ended the whole meal.

After eating all the sea of ​​faith, Wang Yiyang's perception quickly adjusted and recovered.

In the blink of an eye, it was back to talking with Canservi.

"...This is the case. You are in a very dangerous situation now. If necessary, it is best to hire more powerful bodyguards, and at the same time keep in close contact with us."

Kanshewei is still persuading Wang Yiyang to cooperate closely with the government.

"No need." Wang Yiyang smiled. "I have a way to keep myself safe here. Thank you for your kindness."

"Are you sure you can handle the attack of the Lite Cult? You must know that they are not ordinary murderers!" Kanshewei solemnly reminded.

"I'm sure." Wang Yiyang nodded.

He glanced at Jayne, who was fidgeting a little, this was his last moment.

How to get the opponent's soul flame, he has already made arrangements.

"Okay...since you insist." Seeing that he couldn't make sense, Kanshewei had no choice but to get up and leave.

Wang Yiyang didn't keep him either, he just kept Jayne and Mirissa.

The three of them sat down alone in the living room and didn't speak for a while.

The butler brought back a refreshment and handed a small note to Wang Yiyang.

Wang Yiyang unfolded it and looked at it, with a clear expression.

There was news from his previous hypnotic control force.

The Thousand Eyes Sect controlled by the old gods has begun to act.

The Thousand Eyes Cult can be said to be the largest and most violent of all the Old God cults.

They almost represent the attitudes and actions of the old gods.

The Thousand Eyes Cult has grasped the nodes they need, and is hunting down the required sacrifices as materials to start the awakening ceremony of the old gods.

And the preparation location is in another country about 5,000 kilometers away from Shell City.

A small country that is not very developed - Geershi.

This marks that the war between the old gods, the black angels, and the ancient gods is about to break out.

And at this time, human beings like Canservi, who are shining with silver aura, are the last heroes with special powers in the human race.

It is also a little bit of resistance that the collective consciousness finally struggled out of.

But even this last force, when facing the old god, is like an ant facing the starry sky.

Not even qualified to touch. It may be swallowed up before it gets close.

"So, this is why the desperate collective consciousness found me?" Wang Yiyang thought about it.

Take this opportunity to open the gate of the void and release the infinite and true void creatures to devour the universe.

Here's the flow to get the job done.

But what he can predict is that once he really has a little action like this, whether it is the collective consciousness, the old gods and the ancient gods, they may all attack in groups immediately.

That's why he didn't start preparing for the final node immediately.

Because, the preparation is not enough.

He needs to wait for a moment.....