DNF, made by the ancient gods

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This is the sound of the enchantment being knocked.

The believers suddenly raised their heads, and on the perfect night sky shaped by the enchantment, a crack stood in the middle very abruptly, and the disgusting hypocritical light outside could be faintly seen.

so ugly...

"Find the gathering place of the cultists!"

O fools who do not understand the majesty of God...

The cracks expanded rapidly, and countless small cracks appeared following the breakage of the barrier, and the sound of footsteps from the outside world was also becoming clear.

"Expand the encirclement formation! Completely surround the enchantment, the magician will charge up and prepare to block the sky and the ground, and these cultists must not be allowed to escape!"

The pope's far-reaching eyes looked beyond the barrier, and he saw a tall and thin figure, one of the counts of this country, an incredible man.

It's him, if he has such a good name, he can find their traces during the ceremony, that's normal.

After all, they are old enemies.

"Petelgeus Romanee-Conti!"

There was a scolding sound from the outside world, and the anger in it was so obvious.

However, since he received real salvation, more and more people seem to know his name... This may not be a good thing, but out of missionary needs, he, the pope, cannot shrink back and hide in the behind.

—that is blasphemy against God.

He is a child favored by God, and God's gaze has been on him for a long time... God pulled him out of the ignorant Witch Cult, and allowed him to regain his "self" and become God's spokesperson in the world.

How merciful God is that even a filthy elf like him can be redeemed.

However, these people are so... living up to God’s redemption of the world.

The Pope lowered his head. This young man with short green hair no longer paid attention to his old opponent. At this moment, his attention was all on the Gospel.

The ceremony continues—

"The endless dance, death and life,"

"Silent Voices Cry and Sing Silently."

It doesn't matter what the outside world is, no matter what it is, it is impossible to be more important than devotion to God.

And, this is the last time - the grandest and most perfect sacrifice.

In the crumbling enchantment, these redeemed lost people prayed devoutly, and the selected sacrifices were pushed onto the altar as scheduled.

"Confront the dark heart of the troupe."

Petelgeus muttered softly, and the ceremony was interrupted again at this moment.He turned around and faced everyone, and there was a bloody dagger hidden in the wide cuff, like boiling blood, and like a burning flame.

He lowered his gaze, and there were two short figures in front of his eyes. Their figures were covered by blood-colored robes, and their appearances were covered by pale masks, but the strange hair color could not be concealed.

One has dreamy pink hair, and the other has sea-like blue hair.

A pair of twin sisters, the last seeds of the ghost clan.

"What do you want to do!?"

The elder sister protects the younger sister, even if her horn that symbolizes power has been cut off, she is no match for her younger sister at this moment.

The younger sister trembled and looked around in a panic. The feeling of being watched by thousands of people at the same time was terrible, which made her completely lose her composure.

Speaking of which... if it wasn't for this little sister who was holding back, he might not have been able to catch them.

My sister's talent and combat power... are simply appalling.

"Your name is Ram... isn't it?"

Without waiting for Ram to say anything, Petelgeus continued speaking on his own.

"Then she is Rem, my guess should be correct, right? I'm still very confident in this aspect..."

As he whispered, a smile appeared on the handsome face under the mask, which was surprisingly gentle.

"You are a pair of good sisters."

With a crisp snap of the fingers, bloody silk threads sprang out from nothingness, binding the two sisters in an instant.

They are sacrifices, sacrifices to the great Nightmare Lord.

"Let's jump for joy, this is your honor..."

Along the bloody silk thread, the flame ignited.

"Confronting the Dark Heart of the Troupe,"

He opened his arms and repeated the last prayer.The sound was louder amidst the crackling of the flames.

"Incinerate the Nightmare King."

In the most central place, the most core torch is ignited, which is a distinctive scarlet fire.

All kinds of mist suddenly filled the air, and the roars of beasts and human conversations became more and more clear to the ears, and the huge sense of oppression seemed to turn into reality.

The barrier is completely broken, but the ceremony has been completed, and the bloody troupe has come to this world.

"My god, thank you for your gift..."

The slender black figure was three meters tall. He turned sideways slowly and snapped his fingers silently.

—Green Troupe Green

*

The vast sky of past dreams is torn apart,

There's a realm set aside forever,

Deep unseen, throbbing scarlet,

The fear of sleep, the heart of nightmare.

Chapter 001 The Beginning

Consciousness is immersed in an icy ocean.

Below is the bottomless abyss.

Then, he woke up.

*

Bai En got up suddenly, and the famous genius slowly rubbed his temples. He seemed to have had a dream just now - a weird and uncomfortable dream.

It's...strange...

He looked towards the ceiling, but fell into astonishment for an instant.

The rough wooden boards were reflected in the slightly constricted pupils, and his memory was very clear - he fell asleep in the cave in the Storm Hills, when the wind was relentless, and the wind dyed blue by magic swept everything.

The practice of the wind chaser should be there - feel the wind, catch the wind, until you become the wind.

And now... what is this place?

【Detection——】

Suddenly an interface popped up in front of his eyes. This overly novel thing shocked the "native" who grew up in the devil world. He instinctively raised his hand, and the strong wind gathered in his hand, and then smashed towards the floating the direction of the interface.

The way most members of the Kaxiu sect greeted - don't overestimate the quality of these guys who are essentially desperadoes, in their eyes, I'm afraid there is nothing that needs to be guarded against.

Under the shaping of magic power, the invisible wind is mixed with a little white. This is not the shape of the wind, but the violent wind that has lost its freedom after being restrained by magic power.

But it didn't work.

He noticed that the light was restrained by an invisible force, and the wind in the sky no longer flowed... Except for the wind created by him, a strange person, everything was "frozen".

There is no problem with the color, but this world is like a picture in a movie, and the pause button is pressed by an invisible hand and it stops moving.

His magic bombarded the frozen things, and the result was that he couldn't stir up any waves, as if he was an observer outside the screen, unable to make any changes to the pictures on the screen, separated by an insurmountable distance.

He was excluded from the world line.

The world line extended by the time axis is stagnant, which is the power of high dimensions.In the dead world without any sound, this young man who was forced to stand on the stage clenched his fists, feeling unreal.

"Illusion? Curse? Or..."

A lot of words flashed through his mind, and he didn't have the concept of "time travel" because he didn't have "modern thinking". vocabulary.

- transfer phenomenon.

It was 11 years ago that this concept was spread in the Demon Realm. The girl who claimed to be the "savior" forcibly suppressed the Demon Realm under the pressure of all parties, and single-handedly created an unstable peace.

As a result, her name has been widely spread - the creator.

But when... even the "weak" will be transferred?

Thanks to the basic science popularization that the creator has vigorously promoted in various parts of the devil world, the people also have a certain understanding of their novel concepts. He doesn't know what "traveling" is, but he can use "transfer phenomenon" to understand it.

But, who ever said that...transfer also comes with this condition?

The long river of time stopped flowing, and the boundless power covered every corner of the world. He couldn't observe it, but he was keenly aware that he was "watched".

【Dimensional Sea Flooding Timeline Judgment—】

[Judgement completed, main body of the time axis——██████]

[The judgment of the second sequence program of the main god space is completed, the situation is suitable, and the second sequence program is started——]

The icy metallic luster converged, and the silvery-white light spots swirled and entangled in front of him, tightly intertwined like a spiral.

[Hello, the second sequence program of the Lord God Space is at your service——]

Under the inconceivable gaze of this "backward" Grandma Liu, a more perfect interface unfolded rapidly with the arrangement of the text.

【Individual file】

Name: Bai En

Real name: ████

Reincarnation Number: F——003

Race: Demon Race (sub-race)

Rating: 17

Occupation: Windseeker

Power: 21

Mana: 34

Constitution: 17

Agility: 27

talent:

[Son of the Wind]

The son of the storm born when there is no wind, the wind will follow your footsteps, and you will also follow the wind.

……

Uh……?

His gaze followed the lines of data, and he could understand these words, which were the same words used by the devil world, which was a thankful thing.

And, perhaps he should also thank him for his previous hard work... His foundation in mathematics and literature has not fallen. Compared with most low-level members of the Kashu Sect struggling on the verge of life and death, he has been protected by the Windchaser faction since birth He obviously has an educational advantage.

Therefore, there will not be any situation where the meaning cannot be understood...

but.

Bai En narrowed his eyes slightly, and he suddenly realized that something was wrong. From the very beginning, this incident was strange. With the support of the Windchaser faction, he had already penetrated into the Storm Hills and appeared here inexplicably, and... If not Unexpectedly, there is something more on him

Yes, it is the "Second Sequence Independent Program of the Lord God's Dimension".

"what is your purpose?"

I don't know if the other party will answer me, but it is obviously impossible for him to accept the status quo quietly. He is not the kind of character who accepts everything.

[Promote the development of the pan-time axis. 】