I became the god of light.

Chapter 617 Azathoth, the Origin Core of Chaos

The strange and charming ballad slowly floats between the heaven and the earth, revealing the mysterious truth, as if it is the truth, which is intoxicating.

Almost everyone was immersed in the ballad, even though they didn't understand much, they understood what was being said in a ignorant manner.

The ballad praises several beings, and the last...

Unstoppable, people thought of that name, and some even pronounced it.

"Father of the gods, Azathoth..."

In the next second, their minds became blank, a large amount of inexplicable knowledge emerged, and all the mysteries of the universe were revealed in their minds.

In fear and longing, they fell into obsession and madness.

Crazy screaming and roaring.

"My lord!"

"Azathos, the source core of chaos!"

"host……"

Before the fleshy tentacle monster Hatak and others were not polluted, all the beings in the ancient fairy world fell into absolute madness because they chanted what they shouldn't be chanting!
Even the most of the cultivators of the sly immortals have fallen into obsession, and only a small number of cultivators of the sly immortals have maintained a trace of sobriety in the obsession with their strong will, not chanting the name with great terror.

At this time, the roar continued to explode in the sky!
From the eyes of the mortals, twelve vague figures who couldn't see their specific appearances surrounded the evil god of corruption and attacked!
Tentacles, sharp mouths...

Strange noises, strange whispers, accompanied by attacks constantly surround the world.

"Damn you, die!" The wailing and roaring echoed deafeningly.

The evil god of corruption was pressed to the ground by twelve guys, and he couldn't get up after being beaten up and down.

He looked aggrieved, these guys didn't use the rules, and beat him with their weird body!
Unreasonable!
boom!
He was faceless, and was whipped by a tentacle full of sharp teeth. While his figure became more illusory, disgusting green mucus stained his face...

"Ah!" He wanted to struggle frantically, and even used the corruption rules.

As a result, except for two of the weaker divine powers who were greatly affected and temporarily stopped their hands, the other guys relied on strong rules to resist, even though they felt a little uncomfortable, they still continued to beat them as if nothing had happened!
Boom!
The ground cracked, magma spewed out, dust covered the sky, and the polluted land, sky, ocean, etc., just like the scene of the end of the world, just like the narration of the silently echoing ballad...

"When darkness is shrouded in the beautiful new world, who will receive the special praise from the gods."

"When death and silence permeated the former world, who can gain the hope of eternal life..."

The strange song slowly drifted away.

The mechanical spirit clans looked horrified, without the invasion of authority, they could still observe the battlefield by relying on protective measures against pollution.

At this moment, they stared blankly at the scene where the corrupt evil god who was extremely domineering before was pressed to the ground and beaten by a group of evil gods.

"Where is that dark world, why are there so many evil gods?!"

Jager muttered to himself.

Not only the ones he saw fighting now, there were even vague figures watching from the other side of the dark passage, apparently not planning to come over.

If you add those who didn't come, how many evil gods do you have?
While his mind was shaking, he suddenly saw that the illusory spiritual body of the corrupt evil god had become very blurred and transparent, and even some parts were missing. It was unknown which evil god had eaten it.

From a formal point of view, the evil god of corruption can't hold on for long, and maybe he will be beaten to death in the next moment!
Just when they thought the situation would go like this, the mutation appeared again...

Patriarch Nanyan lowered his head in horror, not daring to look at the battlefield at all, because he found that the more he looked at those blurred existences, the more he saw, the heavier the pollution on his body would be!
At this time, the mechanical spirit murmured absently in his body, "What have I done?"

Summoning an evil god caused more than half of thousands of mechanical spirits to die, and the clone I thought was not...

It turned out to be an even more terrifying evil...

Suddenly, the mechanical spirit, whose heart was full of regret, was stunned, because it realized that the evil god connected with the sense of connection was not one of the people present, not even the guy who was looming over the dark passage...

It asked the ancestor Nanyan who shrank his head, "Which evil god did you ascend to contact?"

In its mind, the Patriarch Nanyan, as the main contact person, should be able to sense more things.

Suddenly, it saw Patriarch Nanyan's eyes widen, his face filled with fear, as if he had thought of something.

Indeed, as it thought, Patriarch Nanyan thought of the feeling he vaguely felt when he wanted to ascend.

That vast, chaotic, supreme, and ethereal will...

"What's wrong?" the mechanical spirit hurriedly asked.

Under its repeated questioning, Patriarch Nanyan said with a look of horror, "That... that feeling..."

His throat twitched, and he expressed his feelings in fear, and then the mechanical spirit fell into a stupor.

Suddenly it had a flash of inspiration, and listening to the songs still ringing in its ears, a terrifying idea appeared.

"Is there something more terrifying?"

It trembled in its heart, couldn't believe this, and thought in a panic, "No, no! I must be thinking about it!"

It's just that before it comforted itself, the changes in the world of ancient immortals appeared...

One thing they didn't care about...

As the song echoed, the polluted beings all over the world shouted and prayed frantically, calling for the Lord in their hearts.

A name is constantly being chanted.

"Father of the gods..."

"God of blindness and ignorance..."

"Chaos itself..."

"Azathos, the core of primordial chaos..."

All living beings prayed on their knees, and a strange situation appeared. The originally noisy prayer sound gradually became more orderly, very strange!
The prayers grew louder and louder!
"Hee hee...haha..."

At some point, weird whispers also joined the prayer...

The sound of prayer echoed and quickly spread throughout the world, and the attacks of the Outer Gods, who were about to kill the corrupt evil gods, paused.

Before long, the prayers that echoed the world turned into praises.

"No knowledge, no desire, chaos and disorder."

"He is blind, he is foolish."

"He cannot recognize his own existence."

"It means nothing to him."

"The universe is a dream."

"Sense must be dragged down."

"Great Azathoth, blind Azathoth."

"Praise its surging figure with blindness and ignorance."

"Sacrifice its primordial core of chaos with reason and knowledge."

"Sleeping ignorantly in a dream."

"Praise be to you! God of blindness and ignorance! Azathoth!"

Accompanied by the high-pitched screams that followed, the connection was unprecedentedly strong, and a strange scene immediately appeared.

(End of this chapter)