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"It's getting interesting."

Lin Anlan took a deep breath, feeling a subtle power flowing in his body.

The three-story dungeon was swallowed by the power of their real names, which basically did not bring about level growth for the two of them, but through the slight understanding of the special power of the dungeon after the dungeon was swallowed, both of them had a kind of joy. Feeling crazy.

There is no doubt that the underground city is alive.

It is more like a large incubator, capable of incubating all kinds of races—provided that that race died in the dungeon and was digested by it.

The dungeon itself is not conscious, but it has memories.

It has existed as long as the gods, and it can even be said that its appearance itself is because of those gods.

God's flexible time is too long and too long, so long that even the gods have forgotten the scenery of the entire world hundreds of millions of years ago.

Hundreds of millions of years ago, the world was far less peaceful than it is now, countless races raged on the ground, and then the world seemed to have changed.

Perhaps it was a war between races, or perhaps the gods had no scruples and personally ended up. In short, a large number of lives had disappeared.

A large number of untreated corpses were thrown into the wild, and they were gnawed and decomposed. Then, as expected, an unprecedented epidemic broke out all over the world.

People quickly realized that the cause of the plague stemmed from the large number of corpses.

So in order to cut off the source of the plague, with the help of the gods, they teleported the corpses that were still decomposing or had just died into an abyss-like gap.

Among them, there are many races like Minotaurs that have been completely extinct from the outside world.

A large number of corpses were continuously teleported to the sky above the abyss, were thrown down, fell into the abyss, and merged with the boundless darkness. This even included a **** from the heaven who died for some reason.

The plague dissipated, and the various ethnic groups who were greatly injured began to recuperate. The vicissitudes of life have changed the surface of the world.

Even the gods who lived high above the heavens disappeared from everyone's sight.

As the surface of the abyss changes, the outer layer has been completely closed.

No one knows how many lives were buried there.

Because countless races that are so powerful or even close to those gods have died out, while the outside world has ushered in a long period of development, it has also cut off the possibility of upward growth.

Even for long-lived races like the elves, the older generation died out, the Mesozoic era was faulted, and the newborns had not yet grown up.

In this case, even if it is a race that has a large number of ancient books, such as the Elf race, there is a situation of inheritance and dating. Only those "magic books" with a large number are left, which can allow them to obtain a part after trying to figure it out. The power of magic.

It was also when the gods returned to the heavens and basically no longer entered the lower realms. In the depths of the abyss of the lower realms, a dangerous force was constantly fermenting.

The first thing that changed was the corpse of the god.

Although the gods of this world only have the level of a demigod, the destructive power that even a demigod can bring is extremely terrifying.

The abnormal changes of the corpses continued to spread outward, and the first ones that were affected were the corpses.

I watched the grief and anger of death, the unwilling to be killed, the despair of being cleaned up after being infected by the plague...

Countless kinds of malice converge with the corpse of the god.

An unprecedented horror is swelling.

The corpse of the god, after merging the corpses of countless races, has completely mutated into a form that no one can imagine.

The power of thousands of races is entangled in it, and even the soil is contaminated by its power.

As a corpse, its power even surpassed the time when it was a god.

But this is not without cost.

Everything remaining in the corpse of the gods was completely divided under the influence of the corpses of the ten thousand races that almost filled the abyss.

Feeling the memory passed from the dungeon, Lin Anlan and his real name looked at each other, and began to wonder whether it was the corpse that swallowed the appalling sea of ​​corpses, or the sea of ​​corpses assimilated the corpses?

In any case, this surging power finally formed the original dungeon after continuous mixing.

Since the power of those races is integrated into the dungeon, the dungeon itself can create the power of those races before they are alive.

And the dungeon that absorbs the magic power free from the air and the veins of the earth, when creating most of the races, it has been able to accomplish its own autonomy by virtue of the excess magic power.

However, although the dungeon is strong, it is no longer a living creature with self-awareness after all.

Perhaps it was because its predecessor was killed by the hands of other gods, so even if it had become a dungeon, it still hated such things as divine power.

This is also the reason why the Eulerian gods will not enter the dungeon.

After the vicissitudes of life, no one can recognize what the dungeon once looked like.

After being discovered by Uranus, the first **** in the lower realm who established a family, Uranus didn't think much about it, but chose to seal the exit of the dungeon.

But the dungeon that has become a climate can no longer be destroyed by Uranus.

"Things have become... interesting." Lin Anlan glanced at his real name and chuckled, "This underground city feels a bit like a god."

The real name nodded.

When she first glanced at Lin Anlan's memory of Shennii, she had a glimpse of it.

When she had time, she had asked Lin Anlan that these were generally demigods, and they were terrifying and even existed against the supreme divinity.

The explanation given by Lin Anlan is that God's evil originates from the supreme divinity.

They shouldn't have been born, but because of a coincidence, they got the twisted, bizarre, and terrifying mark from the pain of God's birth.

It was an unimaginable horror for mortals. Even a demigod would choose to retreat when facing the evil of gods.

What's more, there is a small part of God's evil, and their degree of danger is even comparable to that of the supreme divinity.

No, that may not be appropriate.

They themselves are distortions of the supreme divinity, but the power they control and the divine power that symbolizes a certain type of rule and order are opposite to each other.

The existence of the dungeon is somewhat similar to gods.

Its power has completely got rid of order, amidst endless hatred and madness, it has moved towards disorder.

Even the gods, unlocking their power in the dungeon, is a very dangerous behavior.

Not only because the dungeon will release powerful monsters to attack the gods after discovering the power of the gods, but also because you are in the dungeon, even the magical power known as the panacea will be affected by the disorderly power of the dungeon. Exhaustion.