Transcendent Dawn

"Use faith...to cast the magic net?"

Sulu walked in the underworld, but knew everything that happened in the mortal world like the palm of his hand: "It's so smart!"

Although a magician has high spiritual power, it still consumes energy to extract spells from the magic net.

Compared with them, the base of civilians is hundreds, thousands, or even ten thousand times larger!

——Even with the magic net, the difficulty of becoming a magician is still a little higher than that of a superstring warrior, which blocks most people's hopes.

And even the most ordinary civilians have spiritual power! It's just very faint.

Faith is also a manifestation of spiritual power, and it can also be used by the magic net.

This is Elijah's plan!

"And to establish such a belief, there is nothing the magic net can bestow on the common people. If you cannot lure them to benefit, you can only use power!"

"The emperor and nobles have been persecuted once, how can they obey the magician again? What's more, even if they obey on the surface, they must not do their best in practice."

"In order to speed up this process, Ilya brazenly seized power!"

"Even... Even righteousness and excuses have to be occupied, secretly forcing the nobles to attack first, occupying public opinion..."

"Although she is a woman, she is decisive in killing and killing men... This time the empire is in danger."

Sulu came to a conclusion.

Even though the empire has two legendary warriors and the support of many nobles and superstring warriors, they only have the ability to behead in a single stroke.

This plan, under the premise that Yi Liya had already prepared, had already been scrapped for the most part.

And even if the empire didn't do anything and just endured, Ilya would not hesitate to tear his face.

Justinian probably saw this, even if he felt helpless, he could only fight desperately.

Sulu walked slowly, without any intention of interfering.

As the 'creator', what is the kindness and resentment between these creations to him?

What's more, from the perspective of cultivating a master, it is more in line with his wish to make magic flourish.

"There is another big wave of killings, Netherland must be perfected as soon as possible..."

Sulu looked around.

The sky is gray, and the earth is also gray.

Occasionally there are wandering spirits, with blank expressions and subconscious actions.

"The gods cannot create the spirit of life, but the Creator can!"

In this whole world, except for a few true spirits, the rest are the creations of Sulu.

The same is true for the spirits in the underworld.

"After the death of a mortal creature, the spirit body will automatically fall and fall into the underworld..."

The so-called Netherland is somewhat similar to the spirit world, but it is specious.

Because each world has the first three layers of spirit worlds,

It is another creator's setting, not Sulu's.

There is only one Netherland set by Him, and it is the resting place of all spirits. It is impossible for people on the ground, even legendary warriors and magisters, to enter.

"One by one, the spirits gradually lose their memory and consciousness in the Netherland, and finally turn into nutrients... Some of them are too wasteful, and they have to be recycled to make the most of the resources..."

Sulu pondered the concept of reincarnation.

This, in essence, is flow!

"Letting everything flow is the essence of life and the world!"

Su Lu was thoughtful, and felt that he had gained something.

He traveled another distance and came to an area.

In the center of this area is a very powerful heroic spirit.

The opponent held a thunderbolt, and his body emitted golden light. His body was very large, and compared to the spirits around him, he was a giant.

But at this time the giant was sitting on the ground, his expression was full of confusion: "Is this the world after death?"

Jupiter was bewildered.

Although he became a heroic spirit and regained his youth, this world after death is really too lonely.

The spirits of ordinary people, after falling into the underworld, will soon lose their memory, become muddled, and eventually disappear.

Even professionals are like this.

Regardless of whether it is a warrior or a magician, at most it will dissipate a little slower than other spirits, but it will still become dust after all.

Only Jupiter, is different.

Not only the rank of the legend, but also the belief of an empire made him a special 'heroic spirit'.

Just by looking at this gigantic figure, one can tell that even if the underworld is fading away, he can exist for at least hundreds of years!

But this kind of life is not what he wants.

The company of loneliness, the company of loneliness, is enough to drive people crazy.

After trying, exploring, and trying, he gave up.

Sitting on the ground like this, it seems to have turned into a stone.

suddenly.

Jupiter felt the creeps.

It seemed that an indescribable, incomparably great, and incomparably terrifying existence had come to him.

He tried his best to turn his head, trying to see the other party clearly, but found that this was simply an extravagant wish.

The existence of the other party has exceeded the limit of his imagination, and it has also exceeded the scope of his eyes.

But that huge 'sense of existence' was genuine and made him tremble.

Even, let him understand that if he really 'sees' the other party, it will be the beginning of destruction!

'This is...how great and terrifying...is this...a god? '

A voice roared in Jupiter's heart.

At this moment, another note came to his ears.

It was a string of words, recited in Womong, with an ancient charm, and seemed to be full of vitality.

—'Propgate'!

next moment.

An ocean appeared in front of Jupiter's eyes. This is not the ocean on land, but similar to amniotic fluid, it is an ancient ocean, the breeder of life—the soup of life!

Crash!

In an instant, half of Netherland was submerged by sea water.

The tide swept across and receded quickly, forming a solid ocean, with gray fog entwined in the sky.

"Propugate is the source of life, the Mother Goddess of reproduction... In the Netherland, the reincarnation of life naturally needs to be washed by him. This is the sea of ​​life in the spiritual world, called the 'Sea of ​​Darkness'!"

Sulu added the setting on his own: "All souls will fall into the sea of ​​darkness, lose all memories, and only have the most original imprint, participating in the cycle of life."

"And this reincarnation requires a caretaker!"

His eyes fell on Jupiter.

At this time, the heroic spirit was already stunned by the scene in front of him.

He just heard the name of the supreme, and immediately saw the sea sweeping.

Where the ocean passes, sparse spiritual plants grow.

With flowers and plants, and melons and fruits, this is the enjoyment that the spirit body can take.

"Let's go, enter the ocean, and enter your reincarnation!"

Jupiter suddenly understood something, grabbed a spirit body scattered outside the ocean, and sent it into the sea of ​​darkness.

The spirit body that was originally destined to dissipate entered the sea ignorantly, and the traces of spirituality wrapped in the soul imprint quickly dissipated, leaving only the purest imprint reincarnation.

Looking at this scene, a smile appeared on Jupiter's face.

Sudden.

He raised his head, with a look of shock and sadness on his face.

A large number of spirit bodies connected with his blood descended!