In the endless darkness, only Xi Xiang's consciousness existed.
This darkness was the world after death that West Village had experienced. It was also here that he received the gift of the mother of the evil gods.
As Xi Xiang willed it, a male humanoid figure appeared in the darkness.
He was very tall, and his body looked slim but contained endless power. He had black hair and black eyes, and his facial features had a demonic beauty. He did not look human, but closer to non-human.
This was how Xi Xiang looked like when he was in human form. Before entering the game, Xi Xiang looked exactly like this in the 'cyberpunk' reality.
In this darkness, Xi Xiang felt that he was invincible, possessing the strength of the complete form of the Evil God Mother.
However, it was only in this darkness. After leaving this darkness, West Village only had the ability of one of the six great demons.
"In fact, even if I become one of the six Fiends, my power will still be incomplete.”
Xi Xiang muttered.
Behind him, a throne that reached the heavens appeared. Xi Xiang was sitting on the throne of the Evil God's Mother, supporting his chin with one hand.
As he breathed, the absolute darkness and sin breathed as well, as if they had their own consciousness.
If one had to describe it, then this darkness was like a mother's womb, and the current Xi Xiang was an embryo, an embryo that had yet to grow.
Under normal circumstances, it should be the mother who received the nutrients to deliver to the fetus, allowing the fetus to grow healthily.
But sadly, the Mother of Evil God had passed away, and Xi Xiang, who had grown up in her body, had lost the ability to absorb nutrients.
In fact, the essence of Xi Xiang was that it existed in this dark palace. In theory, the current Xi Xiang was a person who was about to be born.
Only by absorbing enough nutrients and allowing himself to completely take shape here could he break through this darkness and truly be born into the world.
Without nourishment, he would not grow, his strength would be fixed, and he would lose infinite possibilities.
Therefore, the most urgent thing for Xi Xiang now was to get enough nutrition to grow up.
Unfortunately, Xi Xiang didn't know how to get the nutrients that would allow him to grow. It definitely wasn't protein or carbs.
A newborn baby would instinctively absorb its mother's milk.
Previously, Xi Xiang had instinctively used the power of this darkness to send an invitation letter to the endless world.
Xi Xiang didn't know what those invitations were for, but since he instinctively did these things, it was likely related to the nutrition he needed.
Xi Xiang had been looking forward to it ever since the invitation letter was released.
However, after so many years, there was still no response to those invitations, and he did not get any nutrition he needed.
This made Xi Xiang wonder if he had guessed wrong. The invitation letter that he had instinctively sent out before had nothing to do with the nutrition he needed to grow.
For this reason, Xi Xiang had used all his wisdom and done all kinds of experiments, but he still could not get any results and could not find the direction of growth.
" Forget it, I don't need to be anxious. I'm now a complete demon. Theoretically, my lifespan has no end. I'll slowly search for it, and one day, I'll be able to obtain what I need.”
"…Moreover, even as a Demon of Age, even if his power is incomplete, he should be able to face most dangers.”
Xi Xiang comforted himself and tried to calm down.
With a flip of his wrist, Avesta appeared in his hand.
This simulated Star Creation Chart, which carried the Zoroastrian cosmos, not only had unimaginable power, but the words inside also recorded the mythical stories of Zoroastrianism.
In Zoroaster's creation myth, the story was only 12,000 years old and was divided into four 3000 years.
The simulated Star Creation Chart was also sealed. At the very least, the current West Village could not unleash its full power. It could only use the power of the first 3000 years.
"In the first three thousand years, there was only light and darkness in the universe.”
"…In the light lives the only true God, the God of Good; The mother of all evil lived in the darkness!”
Xi Xiang's voice was low and majestic as he chanted the contents of 'Avest'.
Avesta translated it to mean 'knowledge.' It was here that West Village learned of the existence of the Mother of Evil God and knew that she had received a gift from her.
At the same time, Xi Xiang also learned everything about the Evil God's Mother, such as the six demons that the Evil God's Mother created.
Malice had wings that covered the sky, three heads and six eyes, and could control a thousand kinds of magic.
Chaos, which symbolized the heat death of the universe and followed the second law of energetics, causing order to collapse.
Legend had it that she was the incarnation of the Mother of Evil, the spirit of destruction that destroyed everything.
There was also the spiritual personality that Xi Xiang was currently in, the most powerful of the ten death forms,'aging' and so on.
This was one of the powers that the Evil God's Mother had divided.
Even if only one of the forms was completed, he would be able to obtain the Omnipotent Domain and tear apart the stars!
However, the other demon forms of West Village had not been unsealed yet. Even the domain of 'aging' had not reached the level of 'omnipotent.'
If he had to give himself an evaluation now, it would definitely be--
"How long will this future take?”
Xi Xiang muttered. He shook his head and stood up from the throne." Forget it. Let's go back to Nazarik's underground tomb first.”
"Anyway, with my current strength, I should be able to protect myself for the time being.”
With a thought, the darkness dissipated, and he returned to his room in the tomb.
……
On a tall mountain in the Tivat Continent, a man wearing a white robe and a hood stood with his head raised.
Behind his hood, his ponytail fluttered in the mountain breeze, looking dashing and handsome.
The man was holding a piece of black paper in his hand. He did not say a word. His eyes under the hood were fixed on it, and no one knew what he was thinking about.
Beside the man, a dragon formed from pure rock elements was also staring at the black paper in the man's hand with its vertical dragon eyes.
The rock dragon was shaped like a giant turtle. It had two horns on its head and a strong body. It was like an ancient rock standing on the mountain peak.
"Morax, this thing is very dangerous.”
The rock dragon's voice was like terrifying thunder. It saw that the man's consciousness seemed to be immersed in the black paper and could not help but remind him.
The man called Morax came back to his senses.
He nodded slightly, and his voice was as unpredictable and steady as a rock that had been through a long time. He said,
"…In terms of common sense, it is indeed dangerous. It does not belong to this world!”
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