The vast universe is full of decaying creations, and countless decaying beings are jumping and singing.

The song is so harsh and unpleasant that the soul of the listener melts, and the universe, which is in an "inert" state with God the Father, gradually animates.

The rotting heads connected like stars, there were humans, exotic races, beasts, transcendent beings, and gods.

They open their rotten and foul-smelling mouths, revealing black and yellow rotten teeth and black throats, spraying the same lyrics:

"Hela, you are a maiden conceived in death, a mysterious girl under the black veil...... We offer you to the Great Father, and you will ascend ...... Hela, the rotten bride, the bride of God the Father......"

The lyrics are simple and crude.

Let the rotting beings be excited, and let the dead girl who is bound to the bed be furious.

If He could speak, it would be time to scold these rotten and foul-smelling vile beings.

But He couldn't, everything about Him was bound, including the soul.

He has the personality of an "ordinary god", and he is also considered a strong man in the group of all spirits, and with the deterrent power of the Grim Reaper's camp, he has almost never had a bad encounter.

Until recently, He was confronted by the rotten gods.

There are not many gods who are not afraid of the "Death Camp" in the infinite mystery, and the Rotten God System happens to be one of them.

In order to free their masters from inertia, these absurd, fearless rotten gods can do anything.

It's easy to kidnap a dead girl.

They didn't think about the consequences of kidnapping a "Grim Reaper" and sacrificing him to the rotten father as a bride.

The rotting giant bed wriggled towards the depths of the decaying universe, and a membrane of flesh so large that it was impossible to see the boundary appeared in front of it.

Its composition is extremely complex, with rotting flesh as the main body, as well as a viscous liquid full of divine power, various gases that can make powerful gods fall into hallucinations, countless broken bones, blood vessels and other things, as well as endless unknown substances, and countless races attached to it.

This slowly agitating flesh membrane is a complete, indescribable world.

Those "races" with strange shapes that make it impossible to look at directly, they are born from decay, they feed on decay, and they return to decay.

Tang Qi stared at the flesh membrane, and soon realized what this thing was.

Since the end of the Origin Era, the Rotten Father has not moved, and His essence has been rotting in the depths of this vast universe.

His breath, His will, the crumbs stripped from His body, His eating, His excretion...... The result is a complete membrane of flesh that wraps around Himself.

Anyone who comes close, including the Rotten Gods, must be judged to be forced to fuse with the flesh membrane if they cannot pass.

"So, how are they going to get the bride in?"

As soon as this doubt was born, I saw that some of the gods who clinged to the chains of divinity gave their chains to the substitutes.

Then, more than a dozen gods with various decaying forms flew towards the flesh membrane at the same time.

It was large enough to wrap some of the vast "monolithic universes" in a single piece, and it was non-porous.

Bang!

It began, a shocking and disgusting picture for Tang Qi.

The rotten gods began to "drill", desperate to free themselves, with great concentration and tenacity to tear open the terrible flesh.

Those actions are strictly desecrated against their own masters.

But they choose to sacrifice themselves, and that becomes another kind of sacrifice.

More than a dozen rotten gods, one by one, began to fall one after another.

Their bodies completely decayed and melted into the flesh membrane.

Gradually, they bore fruit.

I don't know what kind of horror it envelopes, I can't imagine, I can't look at and think about the existence of the giant membrane, and a gap gradually appeared.

"Boom"

A puff of gas erupted from within the membrane.

Suddenly bathed in the decaying creatures, it was as if they had ushered in a real celebration.

Inside that colorful gas, there is an incomparably rich taste.

All decaying beings were sublimated at this moment, and they shouted and decayed to their heart's content, forming an unusually large, colorful "rainbow nebula" that reveled with countless ghostly races attached to the gas, or all kinds of polar zerg-like beings.

"Rotten rot, rotten we rot. ”

"All things rot for eternity. ”

"Father of the gods, great Lord. ”

......

As the lame and cacophony of decay resounded, they began to push the giant bed through the gap.

It was at this moment that all the "future scenes" that Tang Qi peeked at began to collapse into reality at this moment.

"It's coming"

Tang Qi had an idea in his heart, and the song of decay that had originally resounded throughout the universe immediately came to an abrupt end.

At that flesh film, time and space are frozen.

The unusually active decaying life, the imagineous gas, began to lose their color and turn gray.

Patches of "black spots" poured out silently, as if they were in violent conflict with the rotten universe itself.

Constantly changing, unimaginable divine storms poured out silently.

Inside those dark spots, the figures of the Grim Reaper gradually emerged.

They did not skimp on their divine powers, and together they coalesced into a tide of death capable of destroying everything, tearing through the sturdy and polluted barrier of decay.

Some of them were scarred by death, as if they had just escaped from other wars.

Among the countless figures of the Grim Reaper, Tang Qi saw some familiar figures, Thorpe the Shar Pei, Urka, who had become a god, and Noah's girlfriend who loved to eat marshmallows.

As they see in the future, they come with anger and war.

They come from the infinite mystical dimensions of the universe, and they belong to the same faction, and they may not have met before.

Some of them are weak gods, some are ordinary deaths, and some are powerful deaths.

Some of them were new to God, and some of them survived for a long time.

Some of them are salted fish death, strange death, and some are cold death gods who are dutiful and feared by all beings.

At this moment, they collectively let out an icy roar:

"Death, do not be dishonored. ”

"Boom"

The Grim Reaper camp is coming en masse at this moment.

A vortex storm born of a conflict of divinity swept through the entire decaying universe in the blink of an eye.

The terrifying, pervasive fluctuations of death and decay even interfered with Tang Qi's dreamy tentacles in the illusory world.

It was also at this moment that Tang Qi once again had an insight into the "future", a future full of the taste of a fate.

It was a shocking picture of familiarity and strangeness, and it was a picture of another master-level spirit getting out of trouble.

Rotten Father!

He will soon be freed from that state of inertia.

But the reason, not the bride.

"The so-called 'bride of death' is just an excuse, a fuse. ”

"It is the Grim Reaper who really frees the rotten father from his inertia. ”

"The Grim Reaper's camp, the collective invasion of the rotten universe, is the way to really get the Father out of trouble. ”

"The reason why the Rotten Father has been inert for so long is not the War of the Origin itself, but the contract signed between the Rotten Father and the Ancient Grim Reaper after the war ended. ”

Along with these shocking thoughts, Tang Qi saw the key content of the remnants of an ancient contract.

"The Ancient Grim Reaper gave a portion of their authority in exchange for the promise of the Corrupting Father. ”

"God the Father promises that He will not expand any more, that He will not actively allow all beings to rot, that He will go into a state of laziness. ”

This pact bound the Father, but it also caused many ancient gods of death to be shattered and died with age. ”

"No contract is eternal, it will always be invalid. ”

"The final clause states that if there is a phenomenon such as 'the Grim Reaper's collective invasion of the Rotten Universe', the contract will be declared null and void. ”

"The power given by the ancient Grim Reaper will not return to the Grim Reaper's camp, and the Rotten Father will awaken from his inert state. ”

"Boom"

At this moment, it was as if a tsunami storm had been set off in the depths of Tang Qi's soul.

At the moment of insight into these mysteries, Tang Qi once again felt the power of "fate", a terrifying power that made people feel powerless immediately.

Fate may not be with that bitch for a while, but there's no doubt that he can take advantage of it by priry the tide.

In Tang Qi's eyes, there were many people who had been fooled.

Those stupid and absurd rotten gods, and the camp of the Grim Reaper.

The reason why the latter was fooled stemmed from the contract.

It spans a long time, starting with the Age of Origins, followed by an entire Epoch of Obscurantism, followed by the Dark Age, and up to the present.

The ancient gods of death who signed the contract, they will be shattered and die one by one.

They may have also left a "legacy" to warn future generations not to descend en masse into the decaying universe.

But it was also an extremely long time for the Juggernaut, enough to erase all traces of these legacy warnings.

Coupled with the grinding of fate, it eventually contributed to the invalidation of the contract.

Knowing this, Tang Qi subconsciously wanted to do something, and he knew that he couldn't prevent the contract from invalidating.

Either way, the of fate must get the "rotten father" out of trouble, this is the final link in his scheme, and he must let the imprint of fate into the body of the rotten father.

Tang Qi could even feel that he was definitely not the only one staring at that battlefield at the moment.

That bitch, the "deer" that disgusted Don Qi, he was in the depths of the river tide of fate, shrouded in mist, watching the battlefield and watching Tang Qi.

There was a warning from the darkness that if Tang Qi made any abnormal moves, he would face a real great terror.

High in the Dream Realm, Don Chi of Deborah in his arms flashed a mocking smile into nothingness.

Before His eyes, it was as if a giant chessboard had appeared.

The immensity of greatness and mystery is being encompassed and covered by the chessboard.

"Is it the last ring?"

With a thought in his heart, Tang Qi didn't look at all the members of the hot-blooded and cold Death camp, he peeked at the death girl Hela again with "everything knows".

The girl's future is not a complete death, and he has not become the bride of the Father, that is a bad joke.

A "rotten" God of the Father would obviously not marry a bride like a lord like Saurus, and He didn't even have that function.

However, Hela's ending is still absurd.

Tang Qi silently retracted his gaze and said to the void:

"I will not intervene in this war!"

But you should also know that death is closer to eternity than fate. ”

"Snort"

Tang Qi's words received a sneering response full of provocation.

Tang Qi did not respond, he continued to release dreamy phosphorescence, illuminating the increasingly chaotic mystery.

Did He really give up?

At least, on the surface.

But the Tang Qi at this moment is not a complete Tang Qi.

In all the areas of the infinite mystery, a "tentacle monster god" has appeared, and they have scattered to the universe god kingdom of different masters as guests.

One of them is being guided by a thorn full of flowers of truth into a beautiful land full of brilliant thorns.

Soon, Tang Qi saw a perfect degree that seemed to exist only in fantasy.

This world has infinite mysteries of various cosmic dimensions, traces of various civilizations and races, it is not dreamy, and even extremely rational.

But it is perfect, and it is shrouded in thorns, truth, and light.

There is no evil, no filth, no chaos, it is as if it were a perfect world of countless truths.

Kingdom of Thorns!

This is Raphael's kingdom.

Tang Qi once said that he would go to his friend's kingdom as a guest.

Now, He has fulfilled his promise.

The Infinite MysteryMost of the gods know that Raphael is at war with his brother, the Lord of Light.

Both sides are fighting for the truth.

However, after the United States in front of him, Tang Qi could not see the slightest trace of being in the war.

The war-filled and death-ridden kingdom of Thorns, which he had briefly peeped into Mihuang City, was completely renewed, and Raphael's friends and companions were all resurrected, and together with him, they established a world of truth that was different from the kingdom of light.

When Tang Qi shook his dreamy tentacles and was guided by thorns into the depths of the kingdom of God, he saw a garden.

It is like the mythical "Heavenly Paradise", which is home to all the animals and plants in the world.

Before Don Chi had even stepped into the garden, suddenly beside him, a thorn fell, and in the ripples, the familiar and long-lost Raphael appeared.

"Long time no see, my friend. ”

Raphael, who remained in his human form, glanced at Tang Qi's state at the moment, and a smile flashed in his eyes behind his glasses.

He stretched out his finger and poked one of Donch's tentacles, then smiled and said:

"Good friend, from the aesthetic point of view of most all spirits, your current form will be unusually attractive to female gods, do you need me to introduce you to a mate?"

"You've learned to joke, congratulations, my good friend. ”

Tang Qi rolled his dreamy eyes as he regained his human form.

The reason why I congratulated Raphael was because Tang Qi could see that Raphael's divine power was skyrocketing.

Now he is not only a master-level god, but also a human being, a member of all beings.

He will no longer be like his own brother, looking down on the infinite creatures.

He recognizes Himself as one of them.

This is the path of Raphael, who is now the true and ever-changing "Lord of the Thorns of Truth".

"Now I'm sure that you won't need our help and that you're going to win the war on the truth. ”

Of course, that's the truth. ”

During the conversation, the two looked at each other and smiled.

At the same time, he looked into the depths of the garden, and saw many flower fairies, elves, and other creatures arranging the meeting place.

More ripples surged, and in addition to the many companions and subordinates that Raphael wanted to introduce to Don Qi's good friend, many of the "old people" that Tang Qi was already familiar with also began to descend.

The old people include Gattis, the goddess of justice, Martin Sims, the holy confessor who has become the "star of saints", and the reincarnated holy prophet Pillus.

And the ones who can awaken Tang Qi's memories when he was in Mihuang City are naturally the friends of the Castle Bureau.

Starting with Jensen, there are also old Coulson, Jennifer and others, which instantly reminded Tang Qi, who had become the master, of the events he experienced in the past when he was still the witch principal.

Raphael's gathering, unlike any other juggernaut deity, was not in a splendid temple, and was not accompanied by a sparkling star.

The garden, the constant arrival, the laughter, is like the scene that happens when many ordinary beings call for friends.

Tang Qi felt the surprise.

Compared with the cold and powerful divine scenes, Tang Qi prefers the picture in front of him, which is more real and more peaceful.

The two of them laughed and walked into the garden, and as soon as they got closer, they heard Jensen arguing with someone.

The voice of the other party also made Tang Qi feel very familiar.

"You half-human, half-sheep fool, if it weren't for Martin Sims, a sinister old man, how could you be an opponent of the Pope of Light?"

"The one who really makes a huge difference is me, the Great Second Corrupt Leader, His Highness Simon Baker, who will always practice the ways of the devil. ”

"Teacher Simon, in fact, the path of thorns is also worth a try, practice it once, maybe you will like it. ”

"Little Ludwig, shut up. ”

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ps: Chapter said that there seems to be a bit of a failure, ask for everyone's monthly pass, it's getting harder and harder to write, a headache.