The heavens began from a small hell

Late at night, Papal Palace.

Bibi Dong woke up from the nightmare again. She did not sit up directly as usual, but stared blankly at the ceiling while reaching out to rub her temples.

Her sleep these past few days was all it took, and as soon as she fell asleep, she would quickly fall asleep, which must be a nightmare.

Almost every time, she quickly forgot the experience in her dream after waking up, and then gradually remembered it soon after.

Thinking of the troubles between these two people, Bibi Dong felt complicated. She murmured inexplicably: "Yu Xiaogang, Yu Xiaogang, I didn't expect you to be such a person. I was really blind back then."

Thinking of yesterday's report and seeing the similarities between several classics and Wuhun's ten core competencies, Bibi Dong's disappointment gradually turned into resentment.

If it weren't for Yu Xiaogang, how could she have encountered the kind of accident that happened later.

Being locked in a secret room by Qian Xunji, and finally giving birth to Qian Renxue, this moment reminded her of the evil seed she had experienced in despair...

Coupled with the nightmares of the past few days, Yu Xiaogang's various clown-like reactions in the dreams.

"It's really damn..."

Bibi Dong's blank eyes gradually became sharper, and a dark red color appeared in the depths of her eyes. A small sickle-shaped mark was also revealed on her forehead that was originally as smooth as jade, which was the inheritance mark of the Rakshasa God.

When she had murderous intent in her heart, the dream she had just forgotten began to vaguely appear, and she was reminded of it.

In this recent dream...

"Resurrection, my love!"

"Split it, my daughter!"

Someone's scream echoed in her mind, and then the dream jumped to the next paragraph.

"Si Dong Fist, thoughts surge like a spring!"

"Remember the Winter Sword, never forget it!"

"Haodong Palm, life after life!"

"The winter stick, Shura Divine Judge!"

"Nith Mother Winter, Poseidon is furious!"

"Winter is coming..."

There was a figure whose face could not be seen clearly, but whose body was exuding extreme cold air, roaring up to the sky, fighting a powerful enemy. At the beginning, his words were full of tenderness and reluctance, so deep and righteous that those who listened could not help but feel moved.

But, later...

The voice became evil, as if a different person had taken over, as if the devil had taken possession of him, he had lost himself, and his body was controlled by the devil.

A purifying light fell from the sky, and a giant creature that looked like a crab appeared. With the claws of the crab, the evil spirit that was exuding cold air was instantly cut into two halves. It died completely, but also very hastily, without even a chance of resisting.

Dreams are discontinuous. Bibi Dong doesn't know what happened next.

The next part of that dream was an indifferent voice that spread throughout the world:
"Rakshasa-return-to-position-"

Bibi Dong saw a beautiful figure descending from the sky, dressed in dark red armor. It looked like it had a soul bone attached to it, but its aura was several times more powerful than a hundred thousand-year-old soul bone.

Although the makeup of the man from the sky has changed greatly, Bibi Dong still recognized him immediately.

That person is herself.

"Disobey me? Then wait for death to come."

"At this moment, the prologue of Diye officially begins!"

When Bibi Dong was stunned, she also wanted to see what was opposite her, but she couldn't see anything, as if she was talking to herself in the dream.

The dream jumped again, this time it was the indifferent voice that spread throughout the world:

"Angels return to their thrones" Bibi Dong stood on the top of the Pope Mountain in her dream. She saw the angel statue blooming with golden light, bright and sacred, with a heart-warming power. .

"God of Angels..."

Bibi Dong looked at the piece of holy light with complicated eyes.

Except for Qian Renxue, it is impossible for anyone else to successfully inherit the throne of the Angel God.

The position of a first-level god is not so easy to inherit, and the requirements for successors are too high.

"The nightmares I've had these past few days are very abnormal when I think about it now."

"People don't dream of things beyond their own knowledge. Those classics are the same as those of plagiarism theory. I can't dream of them. Think about the dreams of the past few days. In addition to Rakshasa and angels, there are more Poseidon involved.”

Bibi Dong was illuminated by the holy light, and her whole body looked more sacred than before. She seemed to be saying to herself: "This is God's revelation."

"Only God can make me fall into nightmares without realizing it."

After Bibi Dong said this, she looked up at the sky, only to see that the sky was still blue and clear, and looked a bit like a vast ocean hanging upside down, as if it would fall down and drown the world at some point.

"god……"

Bibi Dong's eyes were deep and fiery.

It was precisely because she knew how powerful she was that she had a better understanding of how terrifying the god who caused her to unconsciously fall into a nightmare was.

In a real life-and-death fight, no one at the same level can be her opponent.

The six-winged purple light wing attached to the outside of the soul bone allows her to fly extremely fast and have high maneuverability. The soul bone in her head can hallucinate and enchant. The 100,000-year-old soul bones in both arms come from the same martial soul as hers. The soul skills attached to the 100,000-year-old Death Spider King are extremely lethal.

The torso bones are also one hundred thousand years old, as is the left leg bone. The soul bone skill of the right leg bone is even more terrifying. It is the mirror image of the copied soul skill, which can further strengthen one of her soul skills.

As for the twin martial souls, she can complete the switch in an instant, which is equivalent to at least nineteen soul skills. Counting the hundred thousand year soul ring, her soul skills will only be more.

There are many top-level soul skills. For example, the 'Eternal Creation' ignores defense. Even the invincible golden body, which is known as absolute defense, cannot resist it. The trauma caused after being hit will spread endlessly until the opponent exhausts his soul power and dies miserably.

Or maybe the 'Space Tearing Abyss Slash' is her strongest attack, enough to kill anyone.

In addition to attacking, her defensive soul skills are also extremely powerful, and she also has an 'immortal body' that can resurrect her body even if it is cut into pieces, or turn it into energy.

Bibi Dong's so-called inability to defeat Qian Renxue is because Qian Renxue is too strong. A real fight would be a life and death battle and cannot be suppressed peacefully.

"god……"

Bibi Dong's thoughts dispersed and she thought of the person she just saw becoming the Rakshasa God.

The holy light in the dream dissipated, and the dream ended. Bibi Dong's consciousness returned to the bedroom, and the blue sky was no longer in front of her.

She said softly to herself: "Why is there sudden divine revelation? Or should we say... divine punishment?"

In a quiet room, this sound is enough to be heard clearly.

Bibi Dong thought about yesterday's report from her subordinates, and couldn't find any trace of that man's past, as if he appeared in the world out of thin air.

Then I thought of that face that was so handsome that it shouldn't appear in the world, and that man lived in the master bedroom of Kunlun Palace that had been empty since it was built. Not even Qian Renxue herself lived in it.

"The cause of everything..."

"I am disrespectful to the gods and blasphemous in my words."

"He sends nightmares as punishment from God. He seems to be a benevolent God."

Bibi Dong was still talking to herself. After she finished speaking, she slowly closed her eyes and gradually fell asleep.

This time, when she woke up again, it was already light. (End of chapter)