God’s Game I Am the Great Will of the Planet

"I'm not dead yet! And my body...unprecedented strength!" The young man woke up from the roadside, surrounded by corpses starved to death due to the man-made disaster after the tsunami.

The young man grabbed his head and suppressed the pain in his head. He felt that although he was stronger now, he was so thirsty that his headache was going to explode.

Looking at the piles of corpses on the side of the road, the young man knew that he would have become one of these corpses, but now he is a blessing in disguise. It's like a castle in the sky, illusory and unreal.

"How is this going?"

"Have you forgotten? You have become my apostle," a sinister voice suddenly came from behind the young man. The voice was full of charm, and made the young man feel the embrace of the mother... as if , his own strength is derived from him.

The moment he heard the sound, the young man immediately turned his head to check the source of the sound.

The overly anxious young man hurried to check, but he didn't realize that his turning back was the kind that would frighten people to death. His body remained motionless, and his head turned 180°.

Turning back, no one, bowing his head, the mask, a scarlet goat mask, was smiling at him strangely, the laughter was very uncomfortable.

"Apostle...?"

"I asked you if you want to live. If you want to live, make a deal with me and sell your soul to me. You agreed, so you are alive now, hehehe."

The mask really moves! As the oozing laughter spread, the goat head mask really moved.

"Ah!" The young man took a few steps back and stepped back with his feet, trying to get away from the mask, but suddenly, his soul felt like it was being burned by fire, and he ushered in a burning pain.

"Ahhhhh!!" This time, it was the screams of the young people, because of the screams caused by the burning of the soul, after a while, the young people finally reacted and began to beg for mercy, "I know I'm wrong, forgive me. , forgive me!"

As the young man begged for mercy, the burning sensation in his soul finally stopped.

After the torture stopped, the young man collapsed and lay on the ground to take a few breaths. Now he also wants to understand how this mask came about. When he was dying of hunger, he was confused and really had something to look for. Signing a contract yourself... Isn't that the mask?

"I don't know what the lord is called? What exactly do you want me to do?" Seeing that this thing is so evil, it must not be a divine messenger to compete with those ghouls in the swamp. The young man vaguely felt that he was in big trouble.

"Hehe, I am a devil from hell. Because of the existence of the God of Slashing the Realm, it is not convenient for me to come to this world in person, so I choose you as my apostle."

"Let you come to this world?" the young man asked. In fact, the young man wanted to know what **** and the devil were, but the gods never mentioned it.

"Are you stupid? What benefits can I get when I come to the world? Was I beaten to death by gods?" The mask mocked the naivety of the young man with disdain.

Aren't evil beings like you, in the mouths of troubadours, all evil people who want to destroy the world? Young people are arguing in their hearts.

"Soul, I need a soul, sign a contract, and receive a soul."

Next, Leng Yi used the most concise words to explain clearly to the young people what the devil wants and what the young people want to do.

"If you understand, just summarize it for me, and I'll see if your summary is correct."

Hearing this, the young man knew that this was the devil's assessment of himself. If he answered incorrectly in that place, he might have another soul burning.

"The devil is different from the devil and the gods. The devil pays the most attention to the fairness of the contract. When signing the contract and executing it, you can use various means that are not stipulated in the contract. However, after the contract is signed, it must be in accordance with the contract. The soul of the messenger of hell."

The young man knew that he would become the messenger of **** and work for the devil, but it was not bad.

"The messenger of **** is the apostle of the devil linking the human world. The standard lifespan of the messenger of **** is the lifespan when he is a human. After completing the treaty, he can take a share of the souls given by the treaty. In theory, he can live forever... "

Hearing this, young man, it's not right. Now I want to call the messenger of hell, and the heart of **** is amazed. You must know that in the existing cultivation system, the cultivation base has no effect on the lifespan, but now... there is actually a mask telling me , become a messenger of hell, you can live forever! It's theoretical, but at least there's hope, isn't it?

"Very well, the reason why I chose you as the messenger of **** is because you had no other choice at the time, but could only accept the lowest pressure and the knowledge of profiteers you learned... Then, start your first business now, Let me see your strength."

Business... The young man picked up the mask tremblingly, put it one centimeter in front of his face, but stopped again, his breathing began to be rapid, and he was in extreme hesitation.

"Don't want to be a messenger from hell?" Seeing the young man stop, the mysterious devil asked maliciously.

"No... It's just that this mask is not yours..." The young man found a passable reason for himself and explained his hesitation.

Looking at the past for this reason, Leng Yi did not punish the young man: "Hahaha, do you think this mask is my real body? Don't make fun of the child, you can't use your current strength at all, without this mask, You're just a chicken."

"Ming, I understand..." The young man, who knew there was no way out, resolutely brought the mask to his face.

"Ah ah ah!" As the mask was put on his face, the burning sensation of his soul came again. Although the devil had reminded him before, this pain, even if he was prepared, was still unbearable.

Not only is the soul burning, but also the face. The young man clearly felt that the wet inside of the goat mask was squeezing his nose, lips, and all the exposed skin on his face.

The mask is to replace your face and become a new skin.

After this, I'm afraid I won't be able to take off this mask before my soul falls into the hands of the devil? But at least he survived.

Before, I felt that power was a castle in the air, but with this mask, everything changed, and the power became really my own.

However, the system of **** messengers is different from normal cultivation.

First of all, in terms of the degree of spiritual power release, the **** messenger who owns the domain is an extraordinary legend, but the devil has warned himself not to imagine that he will fight against the extraordinary legend face to face, otherwise there is no other way but death.

The real special thing about the messenger of **** is not the extraordinary legend of the castle in the air, but in two aspects.

First, it can sign a contract between the devil and the human world. Once both parties violate the contract, the devil can come in person and harvest the defaulter.

Second, it is non-combat ability. After wearing a mask, the messenger of **** can turn into a spirit body, turn into a scarlet or jet-black gust of wind, and escape or defend.

After the devil's whisper disappeared, the messenger of **** knew that he was temporarily free, so he first transformed himself into a spiritual body, and then experienced the feeling of free flying of a strong man.

Before, I was only a Xuanhuang class, and I had never flown so recklessly before. This time I flew like this... it feels really cool!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"On that day, the villagers of Konolai Village saw a crimson wind howling from the top of the village. What came from the wind was the wanton laughter of the original devil. Their seal was loosened because Myrdal The tsunami caused them to escape the seal of the star gods." - "The Chronicles of Ancient Surasi"

Although "The Chronicles of Ancient Surasi's Chronicles" was completed in the Neo-Surassi era, many of the materials in "The Chronicles of Ancient Surasic" are collected from the poems of ancient Surasi troubadours.

And this record is well-documented and reliable, the earliest traces left by the messenger of hell. In later historical research, it is an extremely important historical material, marking that the profession of messenger of **** has officially entered the world stage~www.readwn .com~ Of course, the messenger of **** doesn't care about these records. All he wants to do now is to fly freely. Anyway, he specializes in flying in the wilderness. As long as it is not an extraordinary legend, who can do it? The panic of the group of people underground, the messenger of **** doesn't care at all.

After being cool enough, the messengers of **** started looking for the first people to sign the treaty.

Now, trying to find people who are willing to sign a treaty with the devil can be said to be a lot of catch. The tsunami in Aix was not only affected by the disaster in Aix, but also in Myrdal.

However, the catastrophe is not the direct cause of the chaos, not even the great epidemic after the catastrophe. The man-made disaster caused by Sulassi's mismanagement is the most fundamental cause of the chaos.

Now the whole of Myrdal is in chaos. Facing the chaos of Myrdal, Sulassi adopted a policy of doing nothing, letting thieves swarm everywhere, and relying only on extraordinary legends to defend the major cities.

The reason for this is that in addition to being too lazy to give money to the disaster, there is also the worry that the Suxi people will call when the disaster is donated—although Aix's side is worse than Myrdal, but what if there is an emergency?

What if the Suhi people were ruthless and hit Myrdal from Aix? If Myrdal is lost, then the capital Doraiman will really have to face the enemy's peak, and the entire Sulassi old plain will be in an unstable situation.

So, now Sulasicun's mind is that once Susie comes over, even if Myrdal falls, at this moment, the band of thieves will come in handy, and any regime will treat this group of non-productive, robbing people everywhere. The band of thieves hated it deeply, and it was difficult for Su Xi's army to advance until the band of thieves was dealt with.

The so-called emperor Yuguomen, Sulassi can't do this, but the rebels can always work hard to defend the country.