World...

Even if I don't know the specific meaning, I can already feel the amazing handiwork.

"It's the spirit of the whole world!" Charlotte laughed when she saw the horror of the Cthulhu god, and her body quickly rose to the sky, completely opening the magic box, and rapidly widening the gap, "Pandora, let's get started." ”

Thundered!!!

Suddenly, a huge black box phantom slowly appeared in the sky, and countless internal rich energies began to converge towards the dark sky, forming a huge black round arch.

It's like the door to truth in the wizarding world.

The threshold of the gate is carved with countless fine dark textures and characters, simple, long, vicissitudes, and there are two huge carved columns piercing into the clouds in the front section, with no end in sight, as if supporting the whole sky.

The earth-shattering black arched gate reads: Erebos.

Erebos means in the Wizarding Native language: Gate of the Underworld, Gate of Hell, Land of the Dead to the Ruins.

"Underworld!!!, Ermin not only wants to become a god, but—" The Cthulhu god roared suddenly.

"Damn !!"

He lunged forward.

But his body sank violently by the invisible pressure on the arch of the sky, and Ermin hid in that space, and now his strength was not inferior to him.

"You are crazy!!!You want to use Pandora's box as a carrier to open up a small dimensional space that belongs to the gods to live!" he roared vigorously, "Greedy human wizards! God must not blaspheme! Create another land of gods without permission, and the gods of heaven will punish you!"

In the central land, the shadow of Ermin sat cross-legged and sighed slowly, "I now finally understand that the so-called gods are nothing more than 'villains in a box', stepping from a barren earth cage into another divine realm prison with rich energy. ”

"But I still want to be free, and I want to bring freedom to the earth!"

Ermin sat in the sea of corpses and blood under the altar, as if he was sitting on the top of the world, and gently held up a snow-white hand bone with one hand and put it on the tip of his nose, like sniffing roses,

"O souls and remnants who wander between heaven and earth, please listen to my call..."

Rumble!!

The crisp sound spreads like ripples, resounding in all directions.

This spell is the "Call of the Dead", a witchcraft developed by Medusa the Great to communicate with the dead, revive the dead, and extradite the dead to return.

But at this time, coupled with Ermin's life ripples, he can sense the vibrations of souls everywhere in the heavens and the earth, turning into a terrifying qualitative effect, as if he wants to communicate and summon the souls of the entire earth.

around the world.

A low-level witch guarded everywhere, mountains, rivers, oceans, deserts, alchemy totem poles, floating bright lights, shot up, straight to the night sky, these totems actually surrounded the three kingdoms, forming a huge totem circle, used to spread the power of this "call of the dead".

"The dead return to the ruins.... The dead return to the ruins...."

A vaguely overlapping call came from the sky, turning into an inexplicable chant.

The voice is sad, soft, gentle, and solemn, spreading through the vibrations and ripples of life to the Cthulhu royal capital, permeating the three kingdoms, the kingdom of the mountaintop roses, Babylon, the kingdom of the orcs, the earth, the mountains, the fields....

People all over the world looked up and heard this inexplicable salad at the same time.

In the entire wizarding world, every wandering strong and dead soul felt and heard the vibrations and ripples from the soul, and under that inexplicable song, they were unconsciously pulled.

The next moment, the souls that had been wandering for a long time all raised their heads silently,

They heard Ermin's "call to the dead" to herself,

"I am the King of Babylon, the Great Elmin, return at my call, and merge your life into my body, and make me a god. ”

....

Ermin?

Who is Elmin?

In the mountains and rivers, in the jungle, among the remnants of their broken and dissipated souls, there is a vague lack of memory.

Ermin.... Ermin....

By the way, it is the king of Babylon, the great wizard monarch the Great, the loving monarch who protects his people, we were blessed by her during our lifetime, but how can we hear it after we die now....

Is it Medusa the Great's wizarding realm?

"Listen to my plea, dead ones!"

"Our world, the earth is barren and cannot become a god, I have become a wandering soul, please help me become a ghost god, when I become a god, I will open the way for the world, and will establish a god realm for the world, and those who become gods can fly. ”

"This world, not in the heavens, but under our feet, corresponds to the divine realm, and is called the underworld, where all the ghosts and ghosts reside. ”

"I am the Emperor of the Underworld, but whoever believes in me, serves me, worships me, and bows down to me, and after death does not dwell in death, but dwells in the underworld, and is blessed by me, and becomes my people. ”

"May everyone in the world live for the second time, and death is not the end. ”

.....

One after another, great wishes were made, and the souls of the dead in heaven and earth were silent.

It's a promise to them, and it's a promise for them to give their lives for the future.

According to ancient legends, there are innate gods in the sky, and there is "Achilles", the land of gods, and mortals in the underground, who have cultivated into the acquired gods, should create their own acquired gods and underworlds that belong to our underground.

Elmin, the Monarch, wants to open the underworld for thousands of living beings on the earth?

Under this call of the dead, they sighed softly:

Avoid calamity for the living during life,

After death, open up the underworld for the deceased,

The souls of the dead were sour in their hearts and were deeply shocked, this is our king..... Whether alive or dead, Elminin the Great has been guarding her people all her life, she is guarding the lands of our three kingdoms, and she needs our strength....

Crash!

Countless wandering souls suddenly rose into the air.

They have had enough of such days, and for countless years, the wizards who pursue the truth are like a group of people cursed by fate.

The souls of ordinary people who die naturally dissipate quickly, but the spiritual power of wizards is strong, and it will take a long time for the souls of the dead to drift away from heaven and earth before they can completely die and turn into pure energy between heaven and earth....

And the time of this wizarding era is too short, the development of wizards is still not sound, except for Medusa the Great, who is involved in the death realm of the soul, and can communicate with the dead in heaven and earth in a special way, other wizards cannot perceive our existence.

For them, they are just a meager energy floating between heaven and earth.

If you are lucky, drifting into the battle of the wizards and being scattered by the wizard's sorcery may be a relief.

But for most wizards, the days of waiting to lose their sense of self are too long, they can only wait for death, silently turn into the remnants of the wandering spirit, and be blown by the wind at will.

"Our monarch, is he going to open up a paradise for the future dead on this land?"

"In this world with unsound rules, if there is an underworld world, which is equivalent to making up for the whole world, our wizards who will die later will not have to suffer so much. ”

"The history of mankind's struggle against nature is a history of courage and praise!

"History will record the glory of the sorcerer on this day, opening up the underworld, and humanity is about to defeat death!"

......

The translucent remnant soul is like catkins, wisps, floating into the sky, revealing a trace of darkness.

The low-level wizards of the alchemy pillars in various places, after activating the alchemy totem, also committed suicide one after another, turning into one of these dead souls, serving as guides to lead the gathering of the dead from all over the world.

"It's begun, and the underworld has been refined. ”

Brother Edward stood at the core of the totem refining array, presiding over everything, looking at the whirlpool summoned by the revenant soul in the sky, and couldn't help but whisper, "This land cannot become a god, and the wizarding civilization has added thousands of years of accumulated dead and countless lost lives to one, just to make one person a god." ”