Restarting the myth

The whispers of the ancient gods resounded in my ears, a grand melody that humans could neither understand nor resist.

This melody is so chaotic that everything is in it...

The benevolent sees the benevolent and the wise see the wisdom. Everyone can hear the message they desire in the melody, and because the melody is extremely complex and profound, they will subconsciously produce feelings of rejection.

Great, I'm gradually understanding everything!

Okay, enough!

Say no more!

Wayne heard the sarcasm in the melody. Facing the infinitely vast universe, human beings' short life was small and powerless. He felt a sense of sadness in his heart and felt sad for the unspeakable fear.

No, I am different!

Wayne subconsciously merged with the Book of Greed, and his body transformed into a three-meter-tall pale faceless man. The vertical line on his chest split a huge one-eye, looking directly at the ancient god beyond the abyss.

He is different, He is not small!

Beyond the endless starry sky, the ancient god's bloated and deformed body sluggishly sluggish, slowly leaning forward as if to get a clear look.

One by one, the wriggling tentacles climbed until they filled the entire black sky. Accompanied by an indescribable ancient sound, the ancient god's body faded away.

The distorted light converged on the statue of Poseidon, the roaring wind and waves gradually subsided, and the undulating sea became calm.

The warm sunshine shone down and everything was back to before the storm, as if nothing had happened.

The Evil God looked into the distance with lingering fear, touched his chest that was beating wildly, and for the first time felt repulsed by the God's Chosen Continent.

This world is too dangerous. Anyone who touches an ownerless belief will attract the ancient gods. In comparison, hell is extremely peaceful, with nothing more than rivers of blood flowing from fighting and killing every day.

After narrowly escaping from death, he couldn't help but scream in the sky. The ancient book was right. The ancient gods really didn't care. Even if they stole the other party's faith, the other party would still not be happy or sad.

After a brief period of ecstasy, the evil god fell into entanglement again. The ancient god never looked at him from the beginning to the end. He regarded him as a mortal, like an ant, so small that he was insignificant.

It can't be said that the ancient god still treated him somewhat differently. When he treated everyone equally, he bypassed the evil god and did not whisper in his ear.

You kid doesn't deserve candy!

The evil god was torn and happy at the same time, and his mood was extremely complicated. He wanted the ancient god to treat everyone equally, but he was afraid that his body would be overwhelmed. He wanted the ancient god to look at him one more time, but he was also afraid that the other person would fulfill his wish and actually look at him.

It doesn’t work either this way or that way, and it feels very uncomfortable even if it doesn’t work.

The arrival of the ancient god proves that the sea god does exist. Perhaps the ancient god is not the sea god and does not care about the so-called belief. It is just the spontaneous belief of the islanders that accidentally touches the summoning ceremony. But the ancient god has indeed arrived, and the belief of the sea god has been eliminated. The opponent marks.

It’s not a good place to stay for a long time!

The evil god turned around and left.

The ancient god lightly took back the faith of the Sea Shrine into the statue. The evil god lost the blessing of his faith and his strength shrank significantly. He did not dare to offend the ancient god for the second time, and was ready to change his place to pretend to be a god and ghost again.

He didn't have the guts to continue looking for an ownerless faith to replace it, and planned to develop his own faith honestly, like those great and upright gods. He had no choice before, but this time he wanted to be a good god.

The pale moon, the dusk sun, and the master of nature, which were once synonymous with terror, can be whitewashed. There is no reason why he can't.

Is it difficult to be a good god?

Just as he was thinking about it, a strong ominous aura came from behind him.

The evil god held the crystal blade in his hand and looked at it. A big eyeball with arms and legs was looking at him eagerly. It was about three meters tall, with pale wrinkles all over its body. It focused on an evil sect.

The evil god was stunned for a moment, and soon understood the reason. Wayne failed to resist the whisper of the ancient god and mutated into a monster.

"Poor guy, you can look directly at the Ancient God. He deserves it." The evil god gloated. He was not the unluckiest person in the room. Wayne was much worse off than him.

Uh-huh!

Pale tentacles swept over, splitting, enlarging, and extending halfway, turning into a twisted tentacle web.

The evil god waved the crystal blade, the red sword shadow flashed in a dazzling way, and the tentacle network instantly fell apart.

Wayne retracted the broken tentacle, and the gray-white juice mass squirmed, repairing the severed arm. The two arms extended and turned into blades, and he accelerated and sprinted to the evil god.

At this time, he was a little delirious. Facing the ancient god's body and merging it with the Book of Greed, he had a sudden thought. He felt that he was too normal and incompatible with the world's painting style. He could be a little more evil.

For example, he doesn't have enough tentacles on his body!

Look at the ancient gods. There is nothing humanlike about them. That is the most perfect divine body that conforms to the rules of the universe.

Changing the world background, this is called the innate Taoist body, the immortal golden body, invincible at the same level, direct access to the avenue, and there are buff bonuses for cultivation.

There are many sayings. To sum up, people have their limits. If you want to become an eternal and powerful existence, you must not be a human being.

Wayne merged with the Book of Greed, hit it off immediately, and began to transform the evil sect.

The two blades crossed over and a strong wind hit his face, mixed with the extremely strong wind element. The power of the slash and the sharpness of the wind blade made the evil god dare not confront him head-on, so he waved his dragon wings and jumped away.

In mid-air, the evil god spun his body and whipped out his slender dragon tail. A curved hook protruded from the tail, and with a hiss, it tore open a huge gap in Wayne's back.

This gap tore from the back of the neck to the lower back, almost penetrating the entire torso. Strangely, not a drop of blood fell. Four tentacles sprang out from it, plunged into the air, and tightly wrapped around the evil god's limbs.

You said you can't look directly at the ancient gods, you are so evil!

The evil god lost the blessing of his faith and suddenly wanted to be a good god. He made a triple jump in strength and was unable to break away from the tentacles for a while. The world was spinning in front of him and he was swung up and banged by the tentacles more than ten times.

The dragon's tail hook drew an arc and pierced the big eyeball on Wayne's chest.

Wayne held the dragon's tail with both hands, his eyes blazing with rage, and with a dull roar, he tore hard with both hands and tore off the dragon's tail forcefully.

The evil god screamed, fluttering his wings and flying into the air with Wayne. He judged that the latter had been emptied of his mind by the ancient god and was now just an empty shell of unconsciousness. This battle was meaningless.

It's natural to win, but it's too embarrassing to lose.

Buzz!

A heavy sword cry sounded, and the golden sword light pierced straight towards him. The bright light shone into the evil god's eyes, making him feel the threat of death.

Female knight.

The armored body turned into a point of light and teleported to the evil god to reorganize. The knight's sword carried a dazzling light that was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it.

Except for the Evil God, the Ancient God rewarded everyone equally. It didn’t matter whether the Ancient God could bear it or not, He rewarded everyone anyway.

For example, Wayne, the ancient god showed him what perfection is, pointed out the true meaning of life, and avoided some potential misunderstandings.

For example, Veronica and Willy, well, they didn't catch the candy, and they missed a great opportunity to become human on the road of evolution.

The female knight is naturally no exception. Because her body has long since rotted, she has been given a permanent shackles, and her remaining thoughts are imprisoned in the knight's armor. This can also be understood as the curse of the immortal species.

The ancient god blessed everyone from the bottom of his heart, but again, it was none of his business whether he could bear it or not.

Benefiting from the curse, the female knight's thinking became much clearer. Out of her obsession with slaying dragons, her target was still the evil god who had transformed the body of dragon blood.

The sword was powerful and heavy, and the evil god hurriedly raised the crystal sword blade to parry. Then he crushed it down with great force, smashed the blade with a bang, and hit the evil god's head heavily.

The sword's edge was still powerful, breaking a curved horn and knocking the evil god and Wayne to the ground.

boom! !

The evil god fell to the ground, raised his head and coughed out a bloody arrow. Cracks in the spider web spread everywhere, and a circle of smoke and dust suddenly spread.

Seeing the female knight stabbing down with swords in both hands, the evil god's eyes shone brightly and he controlled the blood magic. The blood arrow turned into a spear of thorns and hit the knight's armored chest, knocking the female knight away far away.

The knight's sword fell from the air and was held by a big pale hand before it hit the ground.

Bang bang!

Wayne's heartbeat accelerated, and his pale arms were covered by the blazing light transmitted from the knight's sword, forming gauntlets, arm armor, and shoulder armor made of elements.

The balance in the body was disrupted in an instant.

The Book of Greed stopped its transformation plan and turned to absorb the strong sunshine. Wayne also used the moment of confusion to calm down and get back online.

It was so dangerous, I almost stopped being a human being!

It didn't matter whether he was a human or not. He had just almost classified chickens as useless, thinking that this was the lowest form of reproduction.

Thinking back, I was horrified. The ancient gods were so evil. They would destroy people when they met and go to other places. I must avoid them in the future.

Wayne held the knight's sword in his hand and was instantly recognized.

He didn't take it seriously. A similar situation happened once. It was a routine operation. The long sword tentacles were waved at the same time and cut off one of the opponent's dragon wings.

Wayne thought it was normal, but the female knight didn't think so. Even though her mind was incomplete and her memory was pitiful, she was still shocked by the strange painting style in front of her.

Goddess above me, is he really my successor?

The painting style was too eye-catching, and the female knight wanted to refuse. If she had to choose one, Willie, who vowed to become a dragon slayer, was the best candidate.

The female knight stood tangled in place, thinking about the battle between heaven and man. In the end, her faith overcame everything. If this was God's will, she would not be able to do it.

Golden light surged up, and the knight's armor turned into light spots and scattered. After reorganization, it was enlarged in the same proportion and was worn on Wayne.

Warm sunshine enveloped him from all directions, and Wayne couldn't help but hum while bathing in it.

A pair of arms embraced him from behind, and their fingers joined together on the back of his hand, guiding him how to swing the sword.

In his ears, a soft voice sounded, instructing Wayne on the dragon-slaying swordsmanship.

The long blond hair was fluttering in the warm sun, scratching the tip of his nose, which made Wayne itchy and subconsciously turned his head. He saw a heroic profile.

From the high bridge of the nose to the elegant jawline to the slender neck and long golden hair flowing like the sun, every detail exudes elegance and nobility.

So handsome, so beautiful, so powerful, Wayne felt like he was in love.

The last time he felt like this was when he met Veronica, Willie, Chris, etc.

He just said that chickens can't be useless, and ancient gods and all are evil!

The female knight spoke slightly, asking Wayne not to be distracted and guiding him to perform the dragon-slaying sword technique.

The real sword is not in the hand, but the omnipresent and omnipresent light...

boom!

The golden sword light that destroyed the heaven and earth brushed down, and he moved forward indomitably. The bright light burned the air, twisted the fog, and seemed to split the space in half.

The evil god roared under the heavy pressure and faced the crisis of life and death. The bloody air surged instantly, manifesting the blood totem of hell in the air.

The totem projects a vast ocean of blood, vast and magnificent, and like bloody magma, violent and fiery.

The golden sword fell, and the warm light of mercury poured down on the ground.

Wherever it passed, the sea of ​​blood seemed to be burned, falling into pieces, collapsing and dissipating.

Amid the evil god's roar, the blood totem was flattened and scattered by the light. Even if he tried his best to resist, he could not delay the sword's edge.

Unable to stop it!

The evil god dodged sideways, and the knight's sword fell across his face. It was so close that he could even feel the sting of the sword cutting his skin.

The sword slid to his flat chest and suddenly stopped. The female knight held Wayne's hands, deflected the knight's sword, and cut the evil god's neck across the arc of golden light.

The change of moves came too fast and too suddenly. The evil god could not dodge in time. He tilted his head back slightly, and the only remaining horn was also cut off.

He wailed in pain, angrily accusing his opponent of being a knight but not having the spirit of chivalry. They suddenly merged while fighting.

Under the guidance of the female knight, Wayne's body returned to normal, the knight's armor was proportionally reduced, and the pure magic power catered to the slowly opening sun eyeball, and the knight's sword became more dazzling.

The slashing blows smashed the blood sea totem used by the evil god for defense again, and then several consecutive heavy blows chopped the evil god into pieces, and the dragon features on his body, the dragon wings, dragon tail, and dragon horns were all chopped off.

Clang!

The evil god was kicked away, and he stood up and tried to fight stubbornly. The knight's sword was close to his neck, and he dared not move immediately.

"Believe me, I am really a god. The reason why I lost to you is that my thoughts cannot be fully descended..."

"Give me a chance. I had no choice in hell before, and now I want to be a good person."

The knight's sword did not move.

Wayne ignored the evil god's nonsense. The devil's lies were less reliable than his diary. At least the punctuation marks in his diary were true.

The female knight whispered in Wayne's ear, stabbed the dragon's heart with a sword, ending the other's life, and also gave her a relief.

Sister, I really want to give you a relief, but the maid may still be able to rescue you!

Wayne did not draw his sword and pierce the evil god's chest. The evil god deserved death, but the maid was innocent. No matter what, this was a life.

The female knight heard Wayne's voice and was slightly stunned. She was narrow-minded just now and admitted that Wayne's kindness deserved the title of knight.

She held Wayne's hands and inserted the knight's sword upside down into the ground. She knelt on one knee, put one hand on her chest, and guided the sunlight into the knight's sword.

This shape looks very much like loyalty. The evil god probably lost his faith and was frightened by the ancient gods. He was a little bit not very smart. He mistakenly thought that he moved Wayne, not only escaped a disaster, but also instigated a knight to pledge loyalty to him.

The evil god was no longer sleepy immediately. He patted the dust on his body and stood up, straightened his back and waited for the knight to swear.

Boom! ! !

The light spread on the ground, and a gorgeous and complex sun totem was built with the knight's sword as the center. The strong light rose to the sky and enveloped Wayne and the evil god at the same time.

People's physiques are different. Wayne hugged the long legs of the sun goddess and felt warm in the sun. The evil god was completely the opposite. With a shrill scream, strands of blood were peeled off his body and turned into a bright red devil face in mid-air.

The crocodile with long horns had a bit of dragon posture, and after peeling and removing the scales, it looked like a sheep skull.

He howled with pain, cursing Wayne's blood, cursing the knight that one day he would become his plaything.

Just like the notorious death knight, he was only powerful for a while, and would eventually become a claw of hell!

A ray of red light hit Wayne's body, which was the evil god's last curse, asking Wayne to be unable to live or die, and it was also a coordinate.

Failure was only temporary, he would come back.

Ah!

The evil god's thoughts were wiped out by the sun, and the thin body of the maid Oga slowly fell down.

Wayne caught it in his knight armor, with the background of the expelled evil god, the twisted pentagram of the Sea Shrine, and the golden beam rising into the sky...