Chapter 1627: The Right Of The Strong.

Chapter 1627: The Right Of The Strong.



That's what Legion thought when they entered the space. But then they paused, as if they had found something odd. Their anxious minds became confused. It was as if a cloud of

uncertainty had settled on their minds.

They asked themselves, "Is this real? Are we truly doing this?"

Soverick replied, "Something is odd, but maybe it is the peculiarity of this space."

Legion-1 accepted the explanation. "It is a special location that we don't fully understand, so it is expected that it would be peculiar."

Something about this space feels familiar. It almost feels exactly the same as what Legion-8 experienced, so they found it odd. They expected it to be different, but it was almost as if they had been here before. They can only attribute this strangeness to the peculiarity of this space. Maybe every space like this is identical.NewW novels updates at novelhall.com

"There's no time to waste. Let's get the realm heart, and we can think about it later."

They saw the sliver dragon shooting towards the realm heart, so they snapped out of their moment of déjà vu and chased after him.

The realm heart is the only source of light in this space. Unlike the realm heart of the high heaven realm, it is dim and flickering. Still, it is producing light and causing runes to be projected into space like holograms.

The two Wills within the realm heart were battling to the death. The clash of their powers caused the light of the realm heart to flicker. It was even about to go out.

One said to the other, "You have lost."

The other sighed and said, "It seems this is my destiny."

Dylganihl didn't deny it. "Maybe. But I have a helper."

Legion scoffed. "We have helpers too."

Dylganihl was also disdainful. "But not like mine."

They were rushing towards the realm heart as they spoke. They couldn't teleport in this space, so they had to move with the power of their minds. That became difficult when the space began to shake.

A loud explosion rang through the originally silent and dark world. It shook everyone to their core. Even the realm heart dimmed. Then space was torn open. A large claw broke into the encrypted space from the outside. The claw was so large, it made the realm heart and the Origin gods in the encrypted space look like ants. It was as if the sky was falling down on them.

Legion saw this and were all terrified. After all, they were about to meet a world god face-to- face. They had done so before, but they don't want to do it again anytime soon. Not until they have become world gods themselves.

Only Dylganihl was still excited. He gloated at them, "It looks like my helper is here. You have all lost."

The clones asked each other, "Should we withdraw?"

"We should withdraw."

The conclusion was immediate. It is the kind of decisive attitude one should show when the world is buzzing, groaning, and squeezing around them like tar. They have a lot to gain if they continue chasing, but there's a world god, and it appears to be their enemy. So they retreated. Their retreat was fast. They reached the tunnel quickly before the claw descended. But then they had a sense of déjà vu again. It made them stop in shock.

Their sense of danger was pinging wildly, and Soverick was seeing multiple futures of their demise. They were clearly in danger, but their concerns were somewhere else.

This time, they knew what was causing the strangeness in this place.

All the clones had the same thought at the same time, "This is not the real world. This whole thing is fake."