National Creation: My world is indescribable

The violent explosion sounded again, taking away hundreds of thousands of ghouls, and the world was raining blood, Wang Yuanzhou held his forehead with one hand and smiled helplessly, shook his head, and sat on the ground.

Although he didn't want to give up, the harsh reality was in front of him, he had nothing to do, and the death of hundreds of thousands of ghouls could not change anything.

The dragon is still soaring in the sky, the death knight is hovering at the top of the light curtain, the flesh and blood puppets have not yet entered the center of the battlefield, and more ghouls are pouring out of the abyss, everything is just a game on the opposite side.

"I'm sorry..." Wang

Yuya quietly came to his side, her face apologetic.

Wang Yuanzhou smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I should have said this."

Wang Yuya smiled, straightened his skirt, and sat next to him, the two were silent for a long time, just looking at the approaching undead army without saying a word.

It wasn't until the light curtain broke under the corrosion of the death knight that Wang Yuanzhou spoke: "Sorry, I'm afraid that the things agreed with you won't be completed."

Wang Yuya showed a bright smile.

"Work hard in the next life."

Wang Yuanzhou frowned slightly, his tight heart relaxed slightly, and smiled.

"Hmm... Come on in the next life.

Just as the two were saying their final farewell, the shaky light curtain had shattered like glass under the oppression of the death knight, turning into a little starlight.

All that can be seen is a sea of death.

Under the extreme despair, they could not even kneel and beg for mercy, and everyone just waited for the fate of death to befall them.

Black clouds floated around the face-covered necromancer.

The inexplicable tone resonated in the air, forming a monotonous, empty but madly desperate discourse.

"Surrender or die?"

Everyone turned pale, and Li Weiwei cast helpless eyes on Wang Yuanzhou, trying to find the last glimmer of hope from the other party.

"Enough! I can't stand it anymore! It's none of my business!

"It's all caused by Lin Wan, why should I bear this responsibility, and even pay the price of my life!"

"Master Mage, I am willing to submit! As long as I can forgive my life, I am willing to do anything!

Zhang Xun rushed forward like madness, and immediately knelt down and kowtowed, his face was hideous and with a hint of flattery and flattery, as if the necromancer who almost died was not an enemy but a sublime god who appeared in the world.

Wang Yuanzhou squinted, although his face was expressionless, but the contempt revealed in his eyes was not concealed in the slightest.

The necromancer let out a sinister laugh, his eyes flashing dimly curtained and turned to the others, and he asked,

"You... And how?

Lu Qingshu was still paralyzed in place, and he was already cold at the moment, and his tone was gloomy: "Losing is losing, it is a shameful thing, why add a sad stroke to it..." Hearing

the other party's answer, the necromancer did not make a move, but looked at Li Weiwei again without saying a word.

The girl's cheeks were still stained with tears, her nose twitched from time to time, and her body couldn't stop trembling because of fear, but she still summoned up enough courage and replied in a trembling voice: "I... Since I am a Shenzhou Creator... The Creator of the World... The matter of surrendering to the barbarians outside the region ... Think...... It's impossible to think about it!

As before, the necromancer still did not make a move, and once again shifted his attention to Wang Yuanzhou.

In this regard, the young man took a deep breath, stood up, grinned, showed his white teeth, stretched out his left hand, raised a big desolate prisoner heavenly finger, and simply replied to the other party: "Day your mother stinks X."

I don't know if it was an illusion or if it was true, Wang Yuanzhou seemed to hear the other party cough quite funny when he said this.

It's just that the scene is too desperate, and he doesn't care too much.

At this moment, a terrifying coercion suddenly filled the entire space.

The inexplicable and strong pressure and panic made Li Weiwei and Lu Qingshu crawl uncontrollably on the ground, gasping for breath.

Wang Yuanzhou also felt great pressure, and even had an almost instinctive fear of the other party from the depths of his soul.

Just as a rabbit faces an eagle, a mouse meets a cat, and a lamb faces a lion alone.

The power of creation!

For the first time in life, I felt that my body was so heavy.

So much so that the knees bent uncontrollably.

And just as he was about to touch the ground, a pair of soft shades grabbed him and helped him up.

Wang Yuya smiled like a flower, and there was no trace of fear in her eyes about the coming tragic fate.

The corners of Wang Yuanzhou's mouth rose and he slowly stood up.

When he raised his head again and looked directly at the other party, the look in his eyes was only cold and oppressive.

The power of creation, fear extraction, launch!

Wang Yuanzhou, who stood up straight, put his hands in his pockets, and the terrifying coercion suddenly erupted with him as the center, and collided with the oppressive force generated by the other party!

Even though his face was covered, Wang Yuanzhou could still notice that after he released the power of creation, the other party obviously had a shock that could not be concealed.

Fang Cai's constricted pupils are the best proof of this!

Two terrifying and irresistible forces collided.

The devastating consequences have even caused multiple intertwined worlds, creating glass-like cracks.

The [world] itself could not withstand the collision of these two terrifying forces, and it looked shaky.

Although the two seem to be indistinguishable in terms of scenes, the feelings are only known to the parties.

Muscles were wailing, bones were wailing, and instincts whispered words of submission in his ears like ghosts.

Mo said that he was fighting the power of creation with the power of creation, and just looking directly into the other party's eyes had already caused his spirit to produce great fatigue and pressure.

However, even so, Wang Yuanzhou did not intend to give in, since the fate of death had long been predetermined, why not let himself be slightly more beautiful when he was about to wither.

The body trembled, the soul trembled, and even the [world] was about to collapse.

Two lines of blood and tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, and Wang Yuanzhou still did not take half a step back.

However, the body has finally reached its limit, and it is at this time that mechanical and ethereal words echo in the mind.

[Cognitive breakthrough, fear dominates the system for world correction...

] [After correction, fear absorption has obtained breakthrough evolution, congratulations to the host for comprehending the new power of creation: origin fear]

The words in his mind flickered, Wang Yuanzhou did not react, a new force, like a trickle, poured into his limbs and bones, and penetrated deep into the center of [World].

"Boom!"

There was a loud cracking noise, but nothing happened at the moment.

The necromancer's dim pupils contracted suddenly.

Under his gaze, the boy's figure soared to the top, and ink-black sea water emerged from the sky, fell to the earth, and engulfed him.

Strange tentacles that spread throughout the deep sea dragged him to the bottom of the sea.

In the pitch-black and invisible absolute darkness, dazzling and mottled yellow glows completely engulfed him.

The yellow-clad faceless man let out a sharp laugh like metal rubbing.

Before he could react to the inexplicable sight in front of him.

The huge suction force withdrew him into deeper darkness.

Here he saw a little starlight, and the chaotic royal court stood above the universe!

The god of blindness and foolishness poured chaos and foolishness into his body.

The intense pain of life and death caused him to fall into complete madness.

Tearing at their own flesh and blood.

Gnawing on his own bones.

In this time of despair, joy and joy could no longer touch him.

Only pain can give him the slightest comfort.

When consciousness falls into disarray, it is impossible to even perceive life and death.

And when his eyes cleared again, he had already arrived at the entrance of the Chaos King Court.

The majestic walls of countless twisted and deformed creatures stand between the universes.

Blind and foolish gods hold up the doorframe of chaos.

For the sublime King of Chaos, who holds the authority of the entire universe, will set foot in it.