I Was Born In The Underworld

Purgatory endures, and I live forever.

The scarlet butcher exists in a very special way.

It is the Lord of the slaughterhouse, and also a part of purgatory. To be more accurate The scarlet butcher has merged with hellway.

The real lifeblood of a butcher is not his own death. No matter how destroyed, he will be reborn from the lighthouse in the slaughtering town.

As long as hell exists, it will not die.

As long as Gufan is alive, it will not really die out!!

Immortal body!!

I'm afraid there are only two ways to eliminate the scarlet butcher

The first is to kill Gufan, and the scarlet butcher will die with the passage of hell.

The second is Gu fan, who dominates the hell Road, personally destroys the scarlet lighthouse and destroys the real lifeblood of the scarlet butcher.

In other words, Gu fan holds the absolute power of life and death of scarlet butcher!!

"Good."

Gu fan nodded, and the hell way in his body was able to complete this degree of transformation, which even he did not expect.

After digesting the things in front of him, Gu fan looked up and down at the scarlet butcher and said, "do you still have the memory before?"

Memory.

The scarlet butcher was running his dull thought, and his hoarse and rough voice came from his throat: "remember some, it's fuzzy."

"Tell me."

Gu fan didn't mind. He wanted to know more about the absurd and strange world through the memory of scarlet butcher.

More rules.

More history.

And what role Hony plays in this world is a mystery.

"The Millennium war."

"I only remember that I fought for thousands of years."

The scarlet butcher's eyes became confused and disordered, and his thinking went through a large area of fuzzy areas, recalling the memory that had been blurred thousands of years ago.

When this space was just formed, the sky was still blue, the earth was covered with golden wheat waves, and the whole world was full of harvest and wealth.

The taste of mountain streams and streams is slightly sweet, the prestige blowing from the wilderness and grassland is refreshing, and countless wealth has accumulated into mountains, and that era was also the golden age of the world.

I don't know how long it took for many heroes to appear on the mainland.

Those heroes have extraordinary power, set up countless great achievements, cast walls, build countries, and create one legend after another.

Heroes are like gods.

They were worshipped, enjoying power and wealth, and their respective strength gradually grew, and their influence soon spread throughout the whole continent.

A hundred years have passed.

Two hundred years have passed.

They tasted all the delicacies in the world and drank all kinds of wine. The luxurious life in those imperial palaces was intoxicating, and countless beautiful women surrounded them to form a large number of back palaces.

After hundreds of years of life, the heroes are tired of it.

When you touch those soft and greasy skin with your hands, and then feed them to your mouth with delicacies in your delicate hands, but you can't get half of the fun in your heart, the luxurious life becomes boring instead.

It's even torture, cage torture.

I don't know when the first war broke out.

The war was unprecedentedly fierce. People fought with blood for glory. Under the leadership of the hero leader, they rushed into battle and bathed in the pleasure brought by the death of the enemy. The whole person seemed to be alive.

Fight.

Fight.

These may have been engraved in human bones.

Nothing is more exciting than holding a huge sword and cutting the enemy into two parts from top to bottom.

The war broke out one after another, and the heroes became more and more powerful with the battle. The threat of death seemed to bring them back to life.

I want to enjoy the delicious food!!

I want to enjoy beauty!!

I want to enjoy everything I have. I want to hold the power and wealth firmly in my hand.

Before I die, I want to enjoy all this, kill one enemy after another, plunder, kill and enjoy more.

The war continued.

The heroes have been fighting each other for thousands of years.

The fire of war is burning the whole continent, full of killing everywhere, people's thoughts have changed, and negative emotions almost fill the space.

At this time He appears!!

Ancient gods in the dark.

He was whispering, whispering, abetting, corrupting.

With the help of the burning fire of war, he corrupts a piece of territorial pollution into a devil's land, and those so-called "Heroes" also become his slaves.

Hongyi.

Lord of darkness.He is greedy to absorb the negative energy. Cruelty and homicide can arouse his excitement and provide him with more powerful energy.

The sky turned dark.

Light can no longer shine on the earth, once fertile into corruption, large tracts of golden wheat withered, streams filled with filthy dirty, rich life also changed suddenly.

Poverty, famine, death, all over the continent.

After a while, the demons appeared.

With the will of the mighty God, they burn, kill and plunder, tear up the so-called heroic lords, and corrupt them into their own parts.

Finally Heroes on the mainland wake up one after another.

They have to unite and start to resist the invasion of darkness, but how can this catastrophe be easily solved??

People have changed.

There are desires everywhere, robbers, thieves, criminals and killers everywhere They are all providing Hongyi with spiritual strength and energy.

The rate of corruption is getting faster and faster.

Human power is becoming weaker and weaker.

At this time, the United human beings finally put aside their prejudice and jointly created the Empire.

Empire!!

Every Lord is a part of the Empire.

Every Lord has his own life tied to the Empire.

The power of belief is connected with each other. At last, they found the temple buried by wind and sand in the core of the mainland, and built one belief bell tower after another with its power.

The clock tower of faith is like a 5g base station in the real world, spreading the signal of the saints in the temple.

The sound of their impact was continuous, and the holy light formed a barrier that the darkness could not cross, which finally temporarily blocked the mighty attack of the dark god.

But it's only for a while.

Hony is still eroding every soil on the continent.

And just now Lord Wang Yan also degenerated. This happened every once in a while until the whole continent fell.

There is no doubt about it.

It's a long and complicated story.

It's also a fantastic story full of mythology.

Believe in the clock tower.

The dark god is strong.

The empires built by human beings, the temples excavated, and the wise men in them.

These things add up to a large-scale western fantasy novel

Gu fan listened quietly, digested the contents, and analyzed a lot of substantive and useful things.