"Huh?!"

Lu En's heart was shocked, and he quickly flapped his wings and flew into the air, and his face suddenly changed greatly.

"It's not an illusion, it's that the range of the vortex has indeed increased!"

Lu En's current memory, even if it is only a slight gap, he can find it, let alone such an obvious change.

Comparing what he saw in front of him with his previous memories, Lu En was shocked to find that the large vortex in the middle of the core had expanded by nearly one-half!

This doesn't even need to be carefully distinguished, as long as a creature with eyes can detect this change, even Nimes, who has only seen it a few times, can notice that something is wrong.

"And it's expanding faster and faster!"

Just staring and observing for a while, Lu En found that the speed of expansion of this vortex is actually not slow, but it is surrounded by the sea, and it is strangely silent, so it will not be noticed, at this speed, even in half a day, the entire core area will be swallowed by the vortex!

"It's like forcing each other to kill each other and choose a final winner!"

Lu's face was extremely solemn, and a strong and incomparably urgent sense suddenly grew in his heart, and it was obvious that there was not much time left for them.

This strange whirlpool is the same as the area outside the Great Cleansing, any creature that comes into contact with it will turn into a handful of fine sand, and there are no bones left, even Lu En, without breaking through to the archbishop, does not dare to try it easily.

"But the archbishop level, can you fight against the artifact that caused the Great Purge?"

"And the other party's ultimate goal seems to be to give birth to an archbishop-level monster to ......"

Countless thoughts flashed through Lune's mind, but they didn't affect his decision, flapping his wings and pulling out a blood-colored streamer in the air, rushing towards a monster not far away.

"So far, only by strengthening yourself first and breaking through the archbishop level as soon as possible can you deal with the subsequent dangers, with the spirit of eating, it may not be that there is no turnaround, and it is ......"

Lune lowered his gaze and landed on Nîmes, who was running striding on the surface of the sea, following closely behind him, his eyes flashing.

"Although this is the testing ground of that unknown god, it is still the Nightmare Realm after all, and the Nightmare Son is equivalent to the protagonist of the Mandate of Heaven here, the Chosen One, will the Nightmare Realm have a blessing for him?"

Luen speculated that there should be.

Maybe if you want to escape this time, the biggest possibility is that it has to be on Nim, as a protagonist, or the protagonist of this world, it should be the basic operation to turn evil into good.

I didn't know that after I opened the hanging, Lu En, who was more like the protagonist than Nim, didn't think like this in my heart.

Suddenly, the wonderful feeling that had been fleeting before resurfaced.

......

"The destroyer of the world, the mother of darkness, the great Indra, the world has been defiled ......"

In a dilapidated utility room, a figure in tattered clothes, facing the wall in front of him, knelt low, praying softly.

In the corner of the wall in front of him, he could see what seemed to be placed in the corner, but now only some traces and debris remained, replaced by another simple but unusually expressive painting.

The sky was painted with red paint the color of blood, and there were countless twisted and weird, wing-like shapes outlined in it, and a tall humanoid figure could not see his face clearly, looking down on all beings, only scarlet eyes could be seen, and beneath him, there was an infinite sea of blood and flames, and countless hideous monsters showed their faces......

It's like a masterpiece of elementary school students' stick figures, but it inexplicably gives people a weird feeling, and even after looking at it for a long time, there will be an illusion that the scarlet eyes are staring at themselves.

This was not drawn by the believer in front of him, but was sent by other believers overnight, and smashed the previous idol of the god, and of course, with it, there were other things.

"I pray to you, protect me from harm!"

And the believer who is praying in front of him is not a fanatical believer of Indra, or even an ordinary believer, otherwise he would not easily accept the change in the image of his faith, and the last prayer is also added with some customary words of the Orthodox religion.

This was in the largest city of Moros, Rota, in the gathering area of the Serl people, and this believer, was one of the cooks.

As the capital of the former Seras, although Rota has been occupied by the Rus, the number of the Serbers is still huge, and for some considerations, the Rus' did not choose to expel the Cels or exterminate them, but allowed them to continue to live in Rota, but as vassals of the Rus.

They did the most tiring work, and all they got was coarse food that could only fill their stomachs, and the Rus' oppressed and plundered from time to time, but despite this, there were still many Serles who were willing to eat, and even came in a steady stream.

Because compared to the rest of Moros, Rota City has an absolute advantage, and that is safety!

In comparison, the bullying of the Rus' was nothing, and the ruling class among the Serr's was no worse than the Rus' human rights, after all, the Rus' still relied on them to drive the large number of Serles.

In this case, the Serl people in Rota City are actually the most resistant to Indra's beliefs, and even this chef is threatened because of his handle, and he is not really a believer in the Mother of Darkness, the destroyer of the world.

After all, as long as there is a way to live, who really wants this world to be destroyed?

However, since yesterday, the title of creator of the new world has suddenly been added to the teachings, so that the cook finally made up his mind after praying.

Or rather, he didn't have a choice, he carefully folded the scroll and stuffed it to his chest, and the cook pushed the door and walked out, the outside environment was dirty, the walls and floors were full of stains, and even in the cooking area, a lump of unknown substances could be seen in some corners.

However, the chef had long been accustomed to it, and followed the aroma of food in the air and walked into the kitchen where he worked, where dozens of chefs like him were sweating and preparing all kinds of big pot dishes.

"Why are you here now, get to work!"

A fat man with a ** upper body yelled at him, threw the sweat on his body into the pot casually, and stir-fried vigorously, the chef hurriedly responded, took out a small jar from his arms, and put it aside.

"What is this?"

The fat man glanced at him suspiciously.

"Bean paste. ”

The chef's face was a little stiff, he picked up the jar, poured the whole lump of chopped foam into the pot, stir-fried vigorously, and soon mixed it into the big pot dish.

"Smells a bit like meat sauce?"

The fat chef muttered casually, but he didn't take it to heart, if it was really meat sauce, it would be too late to eat it himself, and he would be willing to add food to others?

The chef himself didn't know what it was, but it certainly wouldn't be a good thing, so he hurriedly left, but before leaving, he still poured a tube of red liquid like blood into a large vat of soup.