Crash!

In front of him, the speed of Talus was increasing.

Consciousness boiled and accelerated, muscles forcibly overclocked, reaching the limit at thirty-three times speed.

Herodotus went even beyond the limit, breaking through the doorway above thirty-three, stepping into the mysterious world of life-breaking acceleration, now reaching fifty times the speed of a human.

If you compare the normal walking speed of a human, the speed of sound would be 340 times that of a person.

At this moment, Herodotus' every move reached one-seventh of the speed of sound.

However.

No matter how fast, in front of this hard-shelled heavy armor boxer, the weak points were obvious.

Boom!!

Punch after punch.

Herodotus didn't dare to get close at all; the impact of those punches could be fatal.

The Demon Monarch couldn't move, only seated on a chair, while this Talus in front of him was like a moving super cannon.

Punch after punch chasing after him, how was this not a hundred times stronger than just now?

This made the scalp tingle.

And his electric shock from a distance couldn't penetrate the opponent's defense at all.

Continuously fighting, continuously battling.

Herodotus was thoroughly trapped in a desperate situation.

"I can't stay in the water any longer."

He immediately intended to swim upward to leave the Abyss, heading to land, "That terrifying punch force from a distance only has such terrifying lethality in water."

He saw through some principles of the cavitation phenomenon.

"What's more, I have completely run out of time; I'm going to die of old age..."

He clearly felt life being completely depleted, having been continually attacked until now, he was utterly exhausted.

Suddenly, he saw the Gods of the Elf World waiting for him from afar on the water's surface.

"We have no strength left, use our souls to continue," a god spoke.

"Yes, you can take most of our souls and integrated brain cells, leaving just a single-cell for us, enough to store our consciousness without becoming an idiot," another god smiled.

"You..." Herodotus was stunned.

"You have no choice, and we have no choice either," the Gods said, "This way, we can at least still live, civilization can continue, and there is a future."

"I understand..."

Without hesitation, Herodotus consumed their brains.

The Gods left only a single-cell brain, returned to their original form, maintaining the most basic self-consciousness.

At this time, it was already the twilight of the Gods, the demise of the Gods, the entire war had reached an unimaginable level of brutality.

Rumble!!

More than six thousand Gods' wisdom, memory, and personality, like a torrent, washed through his brain, and at that moment he seemed no longer Herodotus, but the collective entity of all the Gods.

"The will of all things."

"The wisdom of the Gods."

The whole of Herodotus was enveloped in a faint white light, his body like a signal tower continuously emitting vast amounts of electromagnetic signals every second.

His breathing resembled the rumble of thunder.

A sound like a terrifying thunder beast's breaths came out constantly, resonating within him like a beautiful symphony.

With sufficient energy, he finally saw the next limit.

However, this breakthrough and transformation were extremely perilous.

"I must run!"

His consciousness began to blur, running back to the Elf World.

The whole person faltered, entering the forest of the Human Race tribe, the depths of his soul couldn't help but let out a cry:

"The next realm! The next realm, the Fifth Awakening, if I can break through! If I can break through!!!"

Ten seconds later, he began to hallucinate.

Thirty seconds later, he could no longer discern reality from illusion.

Fifty seconds later, his brain was shattered by a frenzied force, blood vessels exploded, consciousness collapsed, turning into a mass of writhing, rotten mud, his mind emitting incredible, madness-inducing ancient murmurs.

A minute later, the already dead Herodotus regained humanoid form, his writhing body transformed into an amnesiac child, sitting on a rock giggling, pointing at the forest with curious chuckles, curiously observing this world.

One minute and ten seconds later, he died again, his brain exploded into a mush, splattering juice all over the rock.

The next moment, he eerily resurrected once more, the world around him growing increasingly unfamiliar in his eyes, his consciousness recondensing to a high degree, his soul reborn.

"I remember everything, everything!"

"Everything about my birth and that God!"

He seemed to see all the memories, even faintly glimpsing the original source of himself.

In an extremely crowded, extremely hot, extremely warm place, being nurtured.

It was a mysterious, world-opening chaotic eye, transforming itself into the initial wave of consciousness crashing into the earth, becoming one of the endless cells upon hitting the ground.

"It's Genesis! It's the world-opening!"

He unbelievably saw a scene witnessed at birth, like a myth!

And at the same time.

He seemed to perceive all the memories of his life, past and future.

The next second.

His consciousness seemed to traverse space, ubiquitous.

A moment ago, he was on the rock wall.

The next second, he jumped into the ocean.

The next moment, he landed on the Crystal Wall.

Crack!

Repeated leaps to a certain scene.

In the dim green palace deep within the World Tree, where Atabia sleeps, the first hero in human history fell here, with paintings of his lifetime achievements of building the Tower of Babel on the walls.

The faint golden shadow of his soul is in the sky, slowly extending his fingertip downward, touching the tree-formed hero statue.

"Save me..."

The petrified tree emits a barely audible sound, "My old friend, what has forced you to this extent, do you intend to follow my path..."

"I can't save you, I can't even save myself."

Floating.

Traversing everything on earth, like a breeze, the soul returns to the body.

The next moment, Herodotus seems to have an unprecedented sense of mastery over his body.

He feels he has gained a brand-new body.

One second passes, Herodotus discovers ultra-fast regeneration.

Two seconds pass, and he grows a pair of wings.

Three seconds pass, transforming into a fish tail, growing fins...

These insignificant abilities of morphological change appear on his body.

He discovers that he cannot change his core life code, yet he can freely alter his appearance features, height, and proportions.

It's like the seventy-two transformations.

He seems to have become the ultimate being.

"This is the Fifth Awakening....."

Boom!!

The bones emit a thundering sound, the blood rushes like a great river.

As if celebrating the birth of the ultimate lifeform.

After the intense light shines, what scene unfolds before the world?

It is a young and handsome Elf Monarch, surrounded by lightning, with an octagonal black-red Crystal Core emerging from his forehead.

"So this is it... So this is the power..."

He raises his head, spreading his arms in exhilaration, "Crystal Core, it's actually the Crystal Core!!"

Ah!!!

He shouts, as if roaring out all his power.

Gazing at the Sun in the sky, the endless sun's radiance, and the consciousness waves of all beings, the infinite electromagnetic waves, all absorbed into the gem on his forehead, forming a mysterious qualitative transformation of life.

Rustle!

The green leaves of the Elf Ancient Tree shake and fall, gently landing on Herodotus's shoulders.

At this moment.

A number instinctively appears in his mind.

Consciousness Awakening: 50%

"Did I succeed?"

Crack.

A crack appears on the red gem on his forehead.

"No, I failed to breakthrough."

He senses himself retreating from 50% to 49%.

Every realm's difficulty increases geometrically, his success was one in a million.

The Ruby continuously cracks, and he instinctively calculates a number.

Eighty seconds.

After failing, even if the Gods extend his life, he has only eighty seconds left.

He feels neither anger nor despair, just reveals a gentle smile:

"What a pity, if there was just a bit more energy, the time of the sunset, if it were the rising sun... Sufficient energy absorption, my Crystal Core might not..."

At this moment.

"I've finally caught up to you," Talus speaks.

Herodotus sits on a rock, the motion akin to a crouching ape of the Original Era, suddenly turns his head, and asks, "Tell me, what is the end of life?"

"What madness are you spouting?" Talus did not finish his words.

Bang!

The heir of the Demon Monarch in black armor is pressed into the dirt.

Boundless lightning surges from his hands, devastating Talus, who chased after him.

At this moment.

Seventy seconds left in life.

Herodotus's face is already unrecognizably ferocious, his whole body seems to be burning with an invisible Fire of Life, continuously dissolving, an unbelievable chaotic radiation surging outward.

"The final moment." He takes a step forward, instantly returning to the borderland, the world passage.

Dive, dive, dive!

Arriving once again at the end of the Abyss.

"In the last moments, before my fall, I will utterly destroy everything here!! Pave the way for the Elf World!"

He steps into the palace, issuing that deafening inquiry toward the entire Abyss and the ancient Monarchs of the old days across time:

"I will send you back to the old days, and I shall step into splendid death with you!"

But when Herodotus raises his head to face the ancient Monarch on the Abyssal Throne, baseless fear is born in his heart.

Because the man on this imperial throne has also stepped into the same realm, with a cracked Ruby slowly emerging on his forehead.

"How is it possible!?!!"

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