Starting from the Dragon Tribe

In the land abandoned by the gods, all living beings stared blankly at the sky.

That is the sky, the sea of ​​stars, the sun and the moon, and the end.

There are no lost notes that record the appearance or existence of an ancient god.

During the Battle of the Sea of ​​Nothingness, the Night's Watch learned for the first time the appearance of the old god who represented madness, Clearapus.

When the Sistine Capital was destroyed, people saw the true face of Haquist, the old god who represented fear, for the first time.

When the guardian burned his life and soul and was determined to protect all living beings, people saw for the first time the majestic face of Nidhortar, the old god who represented death.

But the deity mentioned most often in people's history, scriptures, and lost notes, the old god who represented darkness, no one had ever imagined that he would exist in such a form.

He has no specific form at all, but he rules the entire earth. He is darkness and he is heaven.

He is light, He is God!

When Chu Zihang looked at this scene, even his naturally paralyzed face could be seen to be somewhat gloomy.

Sometimes the god that people think they know the most about is not mysterious enough. When he appears, you will lament your ignorance.

In the Black Iron Temple, Lu Chen had seen the murals in the corridor. This old god who represented darkness was once the god of annihilation, Nidhor Tower, who ended his rule.

But does that mean that Asacheris is a weaker ancient god than Nidhorta?

Perhaps none of this matters anymore, because this old god who represents darkness has devoured his once greatest opponent and ruled the world.

The weak Irina knelt on the ground with Clement's head on her knees. She put her hand on Clement's forehead and looked up at the sky in despair, her expression gradually becoming distorted.

She laughed for some reason, with tears streaming down her face, "Wrong, all wrong!"

Tears fell on Clement's pale and peaceful face, and Irina's voice was hoarse, "Even you... were wrong."

Clement thought he had protected all living beings, fulfilled his mission as a guardian, and died like a hero.

But the appearance of Asacheris, and the ruthless will suppressed by the sky, declared that the boy in her arms, her younger brother, was like a clown.

Clement burned his life and soul to kill Nidhortha, just to make a wedding dress for the old god.

He was just a humble laborer, so Asacheris never interfered with Clement's absorption of his two original powers, because he knew that he could gain more.

No one knows why the old god did this. Perhaps he and Nidhortha are not compatible and cannot kill each other in terms of ability. Or maybe he does not want to take the risk of fighting with the old god, so he kills the gods. The ultimate legacy left behind is used to its maximum effect, eliminating His opponents.

The world is filled with an air of oppression. From under the black curtain, an invisible net presses down to destroy everything in the world.

Chu Zihang looked at this scene and lamented that the old gods not only had a bad relationship, this was simply a fight to the death.

And this old god has eliminated all his opponents. He has absorbed enough nutrients from this world, and he is leaving.

Before leaving, He prepares to harvest the emotions and souls of all living creatures.

Chu Zihang could guess the eyeball that was shot towards the Evernight Star Sea without asking Lu Chen for the answer. Everything was planned by this dark old god.

He has never appeared from the beginning to the end, but the fall of every old god may be related to it, including Haquist, who is fighting a desperate fight in the Eternal Night Star Sea.

You don't need to think about it to know that Haquiselt is finished. It's not that Chu Zihang absolutely believes in Lu Chen's combat power, but that this kind of old Yinbi ancient god will never do anything meaningless.

And Lu Chen did not contact him again, which showed that he was in a tense fighting state, and Brother Lu must have seized the opportunity.

Peter and Mona struggled to stabilize the strange origins in their bodies. They were the oldest extraordinary beings in this world. The strange origins in their bodies had been refined for many years, otherwise they would not be able to use even half of their power at this time.

Because of their respective weird origins, if you look back, they are all under the command of this old god in the starry sky.

Mona looked back at the earth and saw Irina hugging Clement and tearing her heart out. Her eyes dimmed for a moment.

This young man died after all, and his death was meaningless, but if he didn't walk away, no one would ever know what was behind him.

She withdrew her gaze, a certain sadness disappeared, and replaced it with a cheerful and soft smile, looking at Peter not far away, "It seems that what the scriptures say is right, humans can never defeat the ancient gods."

The young man named Lu Chen killed Clearapus, and Clement killed Niederhortha, but they lost in the end and lost everything.

Peter pulled off the robes he was wearing, revealing the white robe he was wearing. His muscular body was clearly visible. He raised his hand to create a void, and a large wooden barrel appeared in his hand, which was filled with the crew members. Bad beer to drink.

He raised his head and drank heavily, and when he was done, he made a cheerful sound, "Ah - who says it's not, but at least it's not over yet, right?"

"I have said before that you are not at all what the world imagines you to be. The attitude of a magic stick is just an act."

Mona scoffed.

Peter raised his hand and wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth. "It's the end of the world. What's the point of telling me this? I just want to be myself and have a drink."

"The night watchers are still watching from below. At the end of the day, the Pope of the Morning Embrace Church has exposed himself as just a rogue pirate. Is this appropriate?"

Mona continued to stabilize the strength in her body and made final preparations.

Although she said this, in fact, the night watchers did not notice the Pope's demeanor at all. They just had a blank mind and used all human means to meet this tragic fact.

Peter created two more barrels of beer, as if he didn't feel satisfied, "What's the use of manners? Will it make me die with more dignity?"

He patted the upper layer of the wine barrel and said, "If you're not afraid of diarrhea, would you like some?"

Mona was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Come on."

Peter threw the wine barrel over, and this lady who looked extremely gentle actually slapped the top of the wine barrel open and started drinking.

"Ah -" Peter threw the empty barrel aside and glanced at Mona. She didn't use any extraordinary power when drinking. The spilled wine fell on the dark clothes, soaked the mountains and then slipped down. .

"The Pope of Eternal Night Church, don't you need to pay attention to your manners?"

Peter teased.

Mona threw the wine barrel aside, not even wiping the wine from the corner of her mouth, "Go to Te Niang's manners, go to Te Niang's Eternal Night Church, and go to Te Niang's Night Goddess!"

She adjusted the energy in her body and looked up at the starry sky, "Walk?"

Peter glanced at Mona, "If there are still people alive in the future, they won't spread rumors that the two of us went to die for love, right?"

The energy in Mona's body stagnated, and she almost fell from the air. It was very difficult for her to keep her weird origins from being restless.

She sneered, "Haha - didn't His Majesty the Holy Son say that a flat-chested woman could also be a saint?"

Peter and Mona began to take off, rushing towards the layer of dark will pressing towards the land abandoned by the gods. This was suppression on the physical level, and the earth had begun to sink silently.

Peter approached Mona, held her hand, and at the same time turned around and struck Ji Wujiu down with a golden holy spear, "Go back and do your job!"

Ji Wu Jiu was pinned down by the golden holy spear, his always dull face was filled with anger, "Peter, you piece of shit!!!"

Peter ignored Ji Wu Jiu's yelling and glanced at Mona's chest, "If you hadn't warned me, I might have to take back what I said when I was young."

The veins on Mona's forehead were first exposed, and then disappeared in an instant, "Get out."

"good."

In the eyes of the people in the Land Abandoned by God, at the junction of the atmosphere, bright golden light and gray-black light erupted. The rising force formed actually slowed down the fall of the will.

The dazzling golden light and the gloomy black blended together, burning out the last strength of their lives to make up for their mistakes and time.

The black light on Peter's fingertips was passing by until it disappeared, and his body was also collapsing due to the incoordination of the weird origin and the explosive output.

He clenched his fists, but he couldn't hold anything. Just like the lion's heart hidden under his casual expression, it couldn't change the current situation of the old god harvesting the world.

Start at your fingertips, then work your way down your arms to your chest.

Before completely collapsing, Peter looked into the depths of the star sea.

Mr. Lu, are you still alive?

From now on it is... the time for young people.

The earth sank silently, making it difficult for mortals to breathe. Before God's will came, their hearts collapsed.

The fall of the two most powerful men only delayed a negligible amount of time for the general trend of destroying everything, and this old god did not seem to want to wipe out all human beings at once.

Because He does not rely on killing to increase his strength, He relies on human beings' negative emotions to draw nutrients.

Under what circumstances do people feel most desperate? Under what circumstances will negative emotions continue to arise?

It is the despair after hope, the torture between repetitions.

So instead of letting His violent will sweep the world, He induces despair with subtle whispers.

Therefore, He did not fall from the sea of ​​stars and directly destroy this continent, but let people feel the majestic power gradually decrease.

Chu Zihang stood in front of the Tyrant King, followed Dean Griffin's instructions, opened the cabin of this killing machine created by the gods, and sat in.

Xia Mi stood opposite him, looking gloomy.

"Brother Lu still needs time, we must fight for it."

Chu Zihang and Xia Mi looked at each other, their voices flat.

"I think you just want to risk your life."

Xia Mi was reluctant, but began to mobilize the power of the earth.

Earthy yellow light rose from her feet, condensed in the palm of her hand, and was transmitted to the energy core below the Tyrant King's cabin.

The vegetation in the land abandoned by the gods withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the earth began to crack. Water and vitality were lost, and were mobilized by the power of the earth monarch.

Griffin looked at this scene in surprise, but he had no intention of asking about it at this time. No matter who it was, at this moment, he hoped to borrow any power, even if it belonged to the devil.

Kaka looked at this scene with strange eyes. She felt that the other party's power was too consistent with the description in the novel, but she did not doubt it because in the novel she read, Xia Mi was much weaker. It was estimated that even if he entered the space, he would not be able to do it. It's not as strong as it is now.

"Intensify your efforts, time is running out."

Chu Zihang urged, even though Peter and Mona had bought time with their lives, the power pressed down from the sky was still very fast, and he must also stop other things that the old god wanted to do.

Asacheris appeared at this time and behaved like this. It was easy to guess that he would definitely torture the souls of humans in the land abandoned by God in order to achieve his ultimate goal.

"Don't rush, the continent will collapse and more people will die!"

Xia Mi was anxious, but he still accelerated his absorption of the power of the earth.

As a result, the entire continent began to tremble, and the ocean surrounding the continent became violent and turbulent.

In the land of steam and machinery, people hide in underground safe houses, hugging each other to keep warm, not for physical coldness, but for spiritual comfort.

In Defias City, the girl who was comforting the people in the church had a lingering sadness on her eyebrows.

Louise was amazed at her own resilience during this period. She had been able to endure those whispers in the dark without feeling any hardship.

But she saw many people falling into fear and madness, and their souls becoming hollow due to the whisper of silence.

Sometimes it is not necessarily a good thing that the soul is strong enough, because it does not necessarily mean that a person's soul is strong.

Louise watched with her own eyes as those familiar uncles and aunts went mad and destroyed one by one, and watched as the nuns and friends she met in the church collapsed amidst the prayers under the statues of gods.

After a short break every day, in addition to appeasing the people, she walked around the church to visit the friends she knew, but the number of friends was decreasing every day.

"He's feeling very uncomfortable. Can you please help us?"

A woman came to Louise and asked the clergyman for help because her five-year-old son was sitting on his father's lap, shaking and silent.

Louise couldn't bear it, so she followed him and leaned over to look at the boy, "Little brother, are you okay?"

The little boy's face was pale, and his eyes were dazed when he raised his head, "I, I'm so scared."

At this time, the boy's father raised his hands and placed them on his son's shoulders, as if to comfort him gently.

But the next moment, under Louise's shocked eyes, the boy's father grabbed the little neck with both hands, and instantly pinched the little boy's face until it turned purple.

"What are you doing!"

The woman rushed forward, trying to pull her husband away, but the man looked ferocious and his eyes were in a trance, as if he couldn't hear any sound.

Louise also stepped forward to help, but she had not absorbed the strange origin. She was just an ordinary girl, so how could she resist the power of an adult man.

After a fight, the man let go of his hand and his consciousness seemed to return to clarity, but the little boy had already died.

Louise looked up in panic, and she found that more and more people were starting to attack their relatives in the church.

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