Chapter 337 Three Years? ? Demigod Body

Alaya consciousness.

The dark shadow slowly dissipated.

Yang Feng's ghost face returned to its original state, as if the infinite wisdom of omniscience and omnipotence also faded like the tide.

The domain space on the verge of destruction also returned to Yang Feng's body, followed by a strong sense of weakness.

Inhale!!

Yang Feng took a breath, and the feeling of powerlessness filled his body, and the whole person almost collapsed.

Divinity disappeared.

Yang Feng's absolutely ruthless and cold eyes gradually showed a trace of humanity, returning to the state of human beings.

'What is this feeling...'

'The moment Alaya consciousness appeared, all desires disappeared. '

'Absolute rationality, gradually understanding everything, but the thinking of being a human being was erased. '

Yang Feng widened his eyes, feeling quite frightened, as if becoming an omniscient and omnipotent god was not a good thing, and the price to pay was to erase his own personality.

Like a cold machine.

Just like an AI in a computer that only operates according to the logic of instructions.

Is this the ultimate path pursued by the old order, to become some kind of ruthless god who has completely lost his self-personality?

Becoming a god... is no different from death! !

Raise your head.

Yang Feng looked at the surrounding environment.

The wet ground was full of moss. The ruins of the city experienced high tide and low tide again and again. The stones and rubble became round, or washed by the sea.

Most of the buildings have collapsed completely. The rubble is covered with corals, and the reinforced concrete is covered with barnacles and oysters...

Tianhai City? ?

I am still in Tianhai City.

But judging from the traces around, a long time has passed, and the entire Tianhai City has been completely abandoned.

"Su Manman."

"Jiang Lin."

Beside Yang Feng, two slave subordinates were still in a coma.

They were shriveled and weak, and it seemed that they had not eaten for a long time, especially Su Manman, who was now starving to the point of skin and bones.

At this time.

A white mist slowly condensed around Yang Feng.

It was Ying Shuang who became the king of dreams and could now transform himself in the real world.

"How long have we been trapped?"

Yang Feng asked with some doubts, and Ying Shuang gave a shocking answer.

"Three years."

"The layers of false memories of the Infinite Snake are constantly evolving."

"Although the flow of time in the Alien Rift has been accelerated... it still takes a lot of time to wash it tens of thousands of times."

Ying Shuang explained.

The false memories are mixed with reality, and the evolution of thousands of layers of memories has made Yang Feng spend a full three years in the illusion.

3 years!!

Time has passed so long.

This means that it has been a full four years since the end of the world.

"What!!"

Yang Feng was also quite surprised.

The Infinite Snake is indeed an old order with supreme divinity.

This battle was thrilling. The Infinite Snake had an authority beyond logic, and its ability to tamper with memory was simply an unsolvable bug.

If it were someone else, their soul would have been washed clean long ago, and then completely devoured by the deformed catfish.

Look at Su Manman again.

She had not eaten for three years, and her body was already starving to the point of skin and bones, but the ability of the top-level blood bodhi still allowed her to survive.

As for Jiang Lin.

His situation was quite special. There was a second heart in his chest that maintained his life and energy, which was exactly the antimatter magnetic field instrument.

"Their souls..."

Yang Feng frowned. Jiang Lin and Su Manman were trapped in false memories with him, but with their abilities, they could not fight against the Infinite Snake at all.

The walking dead.

The two bodies had lost their souls and turned into a vegetative existence.

"They were originally unable to wake up."

Ying Shuang took a few steps forward in the form of mist, and then showed a slightly complacent smile.

"But."

"I accepted the gift of the Infinite Serpent."

"The memories and souls of countless people were all poured into the dream world, and I also found their consciousness..."

Ying Shuang stretched out her hand, and a wisp of mist wrapped around Su Manman and Jiang Lin.

In the mist, there was a faint flicker of gravel, which was their memory gravel, mixed with two drops of liquid from the sea of ​​soul, slowly drilling in from the seven orifices.

After a moment.

"Suck!!"

"Suck!!"

Jiang Lin and Su Manman suddenly sucked in the air and woke up from the vegetative state.

Confused.

Both of them were full of confusion.

In three years, countless false memories made them forget what was real and what was false.

Su Manman.

Jiang Lin.

The two could no longer distinguish between reality, and it seemed that even the cruelest end of the world was just a part of the illusion.

Too chaotic.

The memory of the brain was chaotic.

Su Manman looked at Yang Feng with a complicated look.

Yang Feng... is he his master, lover, husband, or boss? ?

"Replenish your nutrition."

"It's been three years, and your body is almost withered."

Yang Feng exuded a hint of the aura of a king, and Su Manman couldn't help but kneel down. Her memory gradually recovered and she remembered her true identity.

Three years have passed!!

She has been trapped in the cage of memory for three years.

Su Manman asked tremblingly: "Did we... win?"

Won.

Of course we won.

If we fail, everyone will be forcibly dragged into the reincarnation.

A moment later.

Su Manman began to eat.

She came to the reef, pried open the barnacles and oysters, and tasted the distorted deliciousness with big mouthfuls. The nourished body recovered quickly.

"The domain is badly damaged."

"It seems that it will take some time to repair."

Yang Feng felt his own power, and the dark prison world was severely damaged.

The Infinite Black Prison, the Molten Fire Hell, the Thousand Dream Prison...

The three realms are full of cracks everywhere, and are slowly repairing and healing, while the fourth layer of the Black Sea Hell is in a special state.

Breeding.

The fourth layer of hell is gestating, and the dark gold eggshell gradually extracts the power of the memory-eating catfish and constructs a new authority.

When the authority is formed.

The fourth layer of hell will also be born completely.

"My king."

"Even if you don't use the domain, your power is enough to deal with most crises."

"And there is the Molten King and my assistance."

Ying Shuang smiled and said on the side. With Yang Feng's power, there are very few powerful beings who can force him to use the domain.

Only the [King] level can be qualified to be called opponents.

Moreover.

Yang Feng is not just a king now.

Alaya's form has almost become a god! !

[Demigod]

Yang Feng's strongest state has reached the level of demigod and truly stepped onto the ladder of god.

"My king."

"I have another question."

"What do you think of becoming a god?"