Alone and Infinite.

Chapter 227 Old God
Why the corrupted female apostle escaped is no longer important.

Whether misfortune or something else scared him away, it's not really necessary to know now.

Li Xia sighed, but felt more melancholy.

I was hoping for a tougher item to balance out the difficulty.
In particular, the surface of the water, which had been rippling with the waves of the Soul Pool, returned to calm.

Aowu put the purified twisted soul into his pocket and carried it on his back.

Once this thing is purified, it can no longer be stored in the space.

The entire purification process went exceptionally smoothly, so smoothly that Aowu and Black Charcoal felt a little uneasy.

I feel like nothing's right.

"Damn, the purification of a thousand souls is so peaceful?"

Awoo felt a prickly sensation from the clay sculpture's body.

"Something's not right. What about the difficulty level?"

Are they really going to balance all the difficulty in the third round?

It pinched its whiskers and slowly widened its eyes:
"Your Highness, in the third round... are you suggesting we go straight for the Old Gods?"

"Old God?"

Li Xia frowned, recalling what Aowu had said:

"Does this world have ancient gods?"

"That shouldn't be the case—"

Awoo, on the other hand, was quite calm:
"But the Old Gods must have their eyes on this place, otherwise, that pregnant woman couldn't have been about to give birth before she ascended to the next level, could she?"

Looking at the crumbling house, Li Xia decided it was best to move the remaining five hundred twisted souls to another place.

Perhaps many apostles came here before, and all the powerful monsters have been cleared out.

"Hey, Your Highness!" Aowu seemed to suddenly remember something and hurriedly said, "Then the eldest sister came too fast, which means she is very likely nearby."

Moreover, the blood on her body definitely didn't belong to the monsters of Demon Prison Star.

There are no humans left on Demon Prison Star, only various monsters, which spray out bizarrely colored liquids.

It's impossible for there to be such fresh blood.

"Do you think there were other apostles around here who encountered this woman before us?"

Li Xia smiled and said, "That's about what I thought. I estimate the straight-line distance is only a few kilometers."

The purified soul cannot be stored in the space, and the distance of a few kilometers is not far enough to take the time to find it.

It doesn't matter if some people survive and run away with their 'pure souls'.

There's still plenty of time; this little bit of time is nothing.

However, Li Xia and Aowu both felt that there was a high probability that all of those apostles were gone, since the corrupted apostle had a blink skill with a very short cooldown.

It looks quite similar to the skill of Ascended Admiral.

In this situation, it would be difficult for the apostles to escape.

I got back on the motorcycle and drew a spiral on the map with my location as the center point.

Unfortunately, I'm stuck with this clumsy method: exploring in a spiral around the center point.

As long as it's not too far, you can always find it.

In the increasingly gloomy sky, the figure on the motorcycle cast a barely noticeable shadow on the ground.

The car wasn't going fast; the passing wind only gently ruffled the hair on my forehead.

During this leisurely journey, the conversation naturally continued from where we left off.

Li Xia was very interested in the Old Gods; this was, in fact, his first time encountering the original world.

"The Old Gods are difficult to define, mainly because I can only recall a tiny bit of information."

Awoo racked his brains trying to recall the few remaining memories:
"They are more like a special kind of existence, more like a collection of concepts."

"A collection of concepts?"

Li Xia suddenly thought of Khorne, who had been shattered by a single whip from the Temple of Light.

He still remembered that the prompt from the Temple of Light was: "Shatter the aggregate of concepts."

However, it also gives the timeframe for the body to reform: 126 years.

In other words, if he wasn't killed, he was given a lash to make Khorne behave and stop thinking about his executioner.

"Then wouldn't it be impossible to kill him?"

"Under normal circumstances, that would indeed be true."

Aowu thought for a while and made an analogy:
"Just like air, it is usually invisible and intangible, but it can also be liquefied or solidified."

When the ancient gods slumber, they dissolve into the world, gradually devouring it. But when they fight, especially when they fight with all their might, they condense into a physical form.

However, the ancient gods have different ranks, and the strength they can exert is also different.

The higher the level of the world, the greater the resistance. Not only will the world itself resist, but the people living in it will also resist.

Aside from those madmen who worship the old gods, no one likes the old gods, just as no one likes the remains of food after it has been devoured and digested, except for maggots.

Li Xia nodded; this metaphor was indeed very vivid and descriptive.

Wait a minute, he suddenly realized what he meant and said speechlessly:
"So we're currently in the shit that the ancient god left behind after he ate it?"

"Meow???"

Hei Tan stared at Li Xia in shock, then looked around before suddenly pulling out a mask and putting it on.

It's a clean kitten!
"Huh? Eh? No—"

After a moment of silence, Aowu finally found an explanation: "This world doesn't count as poop, it should be considered... connected to the toilet?"

That's no different from being in poop.
After a moment of silence, Aowu said dryly, "Besides that, the most special thing about the Old Gods is their ability to adapt to different ranks."

They determine their rank based on the world they inhabit.” Li Xia frowned and asked, “What about the Old Gods above the ninth rank?”

"I don't know." Aowu shook his head decisively: "Information is also a kind of power. Sometimes, even knowing information can lead to its contamination or destruction."

"In other words, no matter what level the Old Gods are at, they represent the limit of the current world."

Li Xia spoke slowly, saying that if you look at it this way, as long as you encounter a world with ancient gods, the ancient gods will almost certainly be the final boss.

"About half a level higher."

After thinking carefully for a while, Aowu gave a relatively definite answer.

The Old Gods are like cancer cells in the void, extremely difficult to kill, and very few natives have been able to successfully turn the tables on them.

Even one of these occurrences would be considered a medical miracle.

"But even in such a low-level world, it's rare to see ancient gods, after all, it's too low-level."

Awoo moved to a different spot. The kitten's body temperature was very high, and lying on it made even the cold mud feel warm.

He lay down comfortably, muttering:

"What's in that older woman's belly is probably something like a clone, who knows?"

As the distance from the center point increases, the distance the motorcycle circles also increases.

Later, Aowu also flew out, expanding the search area.

Even so, it wasn't until nearly an hour later, at a distance of about ten kilometers in a straight line from the starting point, that the trail was finally discovered.

"crunch"

The anti-gravity motorcycle's brakes made a faint sound, and the motorcycle came to a stop after tracing a beautiful arc.

Black Charcoal pushed the goggles up to its forehead, put its four paws on the ground, and quickly darted away.

With just a few leaps, he crouched on the high point and looked down.

"Meow!" (Safe)

Li Xia smiled and shook his head, then glanced around at his surroundings.

This is a small village, similar to the many villages scattered across the barren plain.

Everywhere there were long-abandoned fields, and a tall, round building stood at the entrance of the village.

Li Xia initially thought it was a watchtower or something similar, but later discovered it was actually a water tower.

To provide the villagers with something similar to running water.

It can only be said that the original Arcane Dynasty's Arcane Mages, after acquiring great power...

They did not separate themselves from the world; instead, they were happy to use their strength and knowledge to improve the living standards of ordinary people.

Besides these tall water towers, Li Xia also discovered man-made reservoirs, which seemed to resemble something like a magic radio.

The road was exceptionally smooth and sturdy, far beyond its time. It would be hard to imagine a road of this caliber if it weren't for arcane magic.

And most importantly, after discovering a possible path to ascension.

The most powerful group in the entire Arcane Dynasty did not choose to ascend alone, but wanted to ascend with all the people of the dynasty.

Well, although they seem to have messed things up, not only turning themselves into monsters but also taking the entire dynasty down with them.
Pulling myself out of my thoughts, I walked a few steps along the flat, solid road, bypassing the most exquisite Arcane Office—the lowest level of administrative unit in the Arcane Dynasty.

There was a small square in front of us.

The ground was littered with the remains of mutants, who all appeared to have died recently.

"Your Highness, over here!"

A howling sound came from the other side, and Black Charcoal had already run down from the height and nimbly jumped onto Li Xia's shoulder.

At the same time, he craned his neck to look in the direction of the howling.

On the other side of the small square, several deformed remains lay on the ground.

It's hard to describe what they look like in words; it's as if their bodies suddenly have a mind of their own and want to get plastic surgery.

The body in the very center was wearing a suit and a tall top hat.

The eyes had disappeared, leaving only two dark, empty holes staring blankly at the sky.

His mouth was open to an unbelievable degree, with a very obvious tear at the corner of his mouth.

It felt like something was being forced into my mouth.

Aowu stuck its head out and looked for a while, then suddenly let out a soft "Eh":
"Your Highness, this person looks familiar—isn't this that—that—"

"Yes, magician, I've encountered you in the arena."

Li Xia said softly, "Magician, I think I was ranked around eighty in the arena, but I can't remember the exact ranking."

Skilled in illusion and visual deception, with a remarkably clear and flexible mind.

The weapon appears to be playing cards, and it also has an ability similar to swapping positions.

When they encountered this, they discovered that even the playing cards they sent flying couldn't penetrate Li Xia's dragon scales.

He then decisively gave up the battle.

Therefore, Li Xia was not clear about his specific combat strength, but as one of the top 100 in the arena, he was definitely not weak.

Right now, however, he seemed to have no power to fight back and was killed right here.

Beside the magician's body were two other mutilated corpses, both with outstretched hands, pointing towards the magician.

It is likely that even at the very end of his life, Magic Johnson's two teammates still believed in and cared about their captain.

Here you'll find the most despicable villains, and also the most passionate emotions.

These are the apostles.

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