"Is it easy to evolve? How do you evolve?"
Destiny Code: "The evolution conditions are very harsh. From the first era to the present, only the original star witch has evolved, and the evolution of authority requires faith."
"Faith? Do you mean like Vandas, building a large number of religions in the fantasy era, bragging about herself, and then letting those lives believe in herself, so that the authority can evolve?" Hecate asked.
Destiny Code: "Yes, but you don't have to."
Hecate: "Huh?"
Destiny Code: "Because you have accumulated the faith of thirty-three eras, the Witch of the Stars is the faith of countless lives."
Aren’t all the people before the thirty-three eras dead, except for the evil gods in the abyss? Is there still faith like this?
and...
Hecate said speechlessly: "I don't feel that any of my witch abilities have evolved."
Destiny Code: "It's not time yet. You should repair the underworld first, and then solve the problem of the abyss. When that time comes, all the answers will appear."
Hecate could only ask other questions, such as what is the relationship between me and the Witch of Fate and why we look so similar.
The destiny code still exists, but you will know it when the time comes.
Hecate was speechless. She really couldn't communicate with this code. It was typical Riddler's thinking.
Forget it, I'd better do as she said first. After all, only by repairing the underworld can the threat of the abyss be alleviated. It's quite tiring not to worry about those primordial evil gods coming out to overturn the table all the time.
After repairing the rules of the underworld, we will find a way to help Destiny Code regain its godhood. Then we can continue to name those evil gods one by one. They can't come out anyway.
Hecate left here in deep thought.
The mist in the Prism of Destiny surged, and she murmured, "I have obtained the authority of creation, and the authority of destruction. I hope that the authority is innate. The next step is to wait for all the prerequisites to be completed."
"Mom, it's oily..."
.......
Back in Eleusion, Hecate saw the Witch of Illusion, Yumeori, and Esther coming over.
As soon as they saw Hecate, they both rushed over.
Esther frowned and said, "You didn't."
Hecate said: "I'm not, but you guys, it's not that easy to heal when your soul is injured, you should take a rest."
Mengzhi nodded and left with Esther.
After they confirmed that Hecate was dead, they were no longer so worried.
After all, the explosion in the conscious world was indeed terrifying, and the enemy was suspected to be targeting Hecate.
After comforting the two, Hecate quickly came to the Star Essence Tree outside the void and asked the Star Essence Tree to open the space connected to it.
After Hecate entered, he pondered for a while, then activated his starlight ability, and then transformed all his magic power into the power of fantasy, emitting it into this space.
The operating rules of the underworld have only been destroyed, not disappeared, and the power of imagination can repair these rules.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it’s already a month later.
Hecate looked at the unchanged underworld space in front of him and felt a little speechless.
She had been converting her magic power into fantasy power for a month, but she didn't see much improvement in this space. It still showed signs of decline.
Fortunately, she can summon an avatar to handle other tasks. Not only does she have to stay here to convert the power of fantasy, which will waste a lot of time.
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