Chapter 647: The Ivory King Appears

The origin of the Transcendent is very similar to the Cosmic Cube, but it is several levels higher.

Before this, Eric had never felt this kind of power, even though he had half of it in his soul.

The God of Stories and Death hid that half of the origin very well. Even in front of the Transcendent, he did not realize that what he had been thinking about day and night was right in front of him.

When Death took out the other half of the Transcendent Origin, Eric saw it for the first time in the true sense.

A ball of white light, not dazzling, but not soft, looked ordinary, without any sense of oppression from any power, but with a hint of intimacy.

Eric knew very well that this was because he already had the other half.

"You have already merged half, it is not difficult to merge it again, the difficult part is to hide it!" Death threw the white light to Eric and pointed to the golden book shadow, "Do you know how much it costs to make this thing?"

Eric took the white light, without saying a word, and listened attentively.

Death slowly extended two fingers, and opened his red lips, "It's almost equivalent to burning the souls of two thousand parallel universes!"

Eric was shocked, and the white light was almost unstable.

Death raised the corner of his mouth, with a hint of mockery, and shook two fingers again, "We made two, and used them on you."

Two, that is, the souls of four thousand parallel universes.

How many is that? Eric didn't know, not because he couldn't, but because he didn't want to.

There are seven billion people on Earth alone...

Eric closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and opened them again, and he had regained his calm.

This is war. In order to survive, sacrifice is inevitable. He took on the debt of four thousand parallel universes!

"Ruthless man." Death curled his lips, waved his hand to outline a complex magic circle, and hooked a finger at Eric with his other hand.

Eric's soul involuntarily floated out of his body and landed on the magic circle.

Death tapped his hand lightly, and the magic circle was activated. The strong power of death continued to erode Eric's soul. Eric completely gave up resistance and let death do it.

Soon, the power of death found a golden light spot from the depths of Eric's soul, and the magic circle was fully running, pulling out the golden light spot.

A palm-sized golden book appeared.

Eric glanced at the magic circle with lingering fear, and then looked at the golden book.

Look, the souls of the other two thousand parallel universes.

Death made a look at Eric, and Eric understood. With the body of the soul, he controlled the golden book with one hand and the white light with the other hand, and slowly combined them.

There was no conflict between the two, and they stuck together like water and milk.

The golden book began to melt slowly, and Eric felt heartbroken. The souls of two thousand parallel universes were gone just like that.

When the golden book was completely melted, the contents inside also appeared. It was a soul figure that looked exactly like Eric, but he was emitting white light all over his body, and the rich transcendent power was radiating like a landslide and tsunami.

A flash of enlightenment flashed in Eric's eyes, and the soul body closed his eyes, and opened them again. His consciousness had switched to the soul figure. He reached out and grabbed the other half of the origin, stuffed it into his mouth, and then floated down to the center of the eyebrows of the soul of the main body, sitting cross-legged.

Fusion, began.

...

War, began.

As if it broke out suddenly, or as if it had been premeditated, the Transcendent God Realm brazenly launched an attack on the multiverse.

Every individual of the Transcendent God Clan is very powerful. They generally disdain to use strategies, and their favorite thing is to push forward!

Crush all enemies with overwhelming power!

The first to appear, of course, is the cartographer who is the cannon fodder.

They are mechanical life created casually, without pain, without fatigue, endless, and each of them has planetary strength.

Suddenly, an endless space gate opened up on the originally peaceful battlefield, like a flower of death blooming in the void, swallowing up a large number of cartographers every second, launching an overwhelming attack.

The multiverse had already made preparations, and also sent out a large number of mechanical life forms, each of which was hundreds of meters tall, with thick armor on the surface, and obscure magic runes engraved on the armor. Under the armor, the surging divine power roared like waves.

The God Group! And it was a God Group composed entirely of combat priests!

With sufficient preparation time, the multiverse created enough battle sequences for this race, and there would never be a situation where "civil servants" such as planters and analysts went to the battlefield.

These God Groups were mass-produced war machines, equipped with targeted weapons and rule power, and blocked the offensive of the cartographers as soon as they appeared.

Each Celestial Group is hundreds of meters tall, with a variety of attack methods. They can fight independently or cooperate with each other. Often, a battle formation composed of three or two Celestial Groups can contain hundreds of Cartographers.

"A despicable imitator who can only copy others' ideas!", a long-haired woman in a purple battle suit said disdainfully at the edge of the battlefield.

Next to the woman, the blonde knight frowned slightly, "Elizabeth, don't underestimate any opponent! Although the cartographers were created by the Transcendent Protoss with reference to the Celestial Group, their strength is far stronger than the Celestial Group. Before the universe was destroyed..."

"Blah blah blah..." The woman rolled her eyes and spit out her clove tongue, interrupting the man's preaching in a quirky way, "I know, my dear brother!"

If Eric were here, he would definitely recognize this woman. It was his long-lost female bodyguard, Psylocke!

At this moment, Psylocke changed her previous exhibitionist uniform and wore a Union Jack uniform, wrapping her whole body tightly. Her left hand was wrapped by a purple energy blade, and her right hand was holding a stone sword.

"It's my brother!" Captain Britain, Brian, corrected helplessly. Just as he was about to speak, his face suddenly became serious, "They are coming! Get ready!"

Psylocke shut up immediately, her face solemn, and raised the Sword in the Stone high, "Captain Britain!"

"Captain Britain!" A deafening roar roared behind her. Those were the British captains from various parallel universes, a black mass of millions, they gathered under the banner of the great wizard Merlin, forming a powerful fighting army in the multiverse.

After experiencing the baptism of the destruction of the universe, the strength of each British captain has made a qualitative leap, and, with the unremitting support of Merlin, the God of Stories and others, the British Captain Corps has expanded to a million, and each British Captain has his own Sword in the Stone!

Millions of swords in stone were raised high, and the energy as solid as pillars gathered in the void, weaving into a huge energy matrix. The energy matrix quickly linked the multiverse, drew power from the broken universe, and fed it back to the British Captain Corps, which was their important source of power.

The energy matrix tended to be stable and finally disappeared in the void. The strength of each British Captain reached its peak.

They had to go all out because their enemies were equally powerful.

Beyond the Protoss Warriors, the Ivory King appeared!