The honorific name given to the great being by the Servant.

And the name of God is the original name of the great being, the most powerful, the easiest to get a response!

The primeval rulers that Fang Xian had come into contact with were the Goddess of Abundance, the Beings on the Throne of Wild Hunting, and the Lord of Dusk.

But these are all honorific names, not divine names!

At this time, the strange pronunciation he heard made him sure that it was the name of a god of the primeval ruler.

The more I think about it, the clearer the name becomes.

Whew!

The wind whimpered, seemingly fearful of the name.

It is......

……

"I have been born again and died, but I have not been able to reach the other side......

Death chases the shadows, and there is no fragrance that does not die in the withering......

But this psalm will endure, and give thee immortality......"

Smith recited the immortal psalm aloud.

As the most important part of the adventure, this psalm undoubtedly has 'power'.

After chanting every day, at least he felt that his spirit was highly cohesive and sharpened, and he could detect the subtle expressions on the faces of the people around him.

This made him realize that many of his classmates thought he had become 'weird' and that even his friends had begun to distance themselves from him.

But nothing.

After getting the prophecy of the end times, if it weren't for the pressure of his parents, he would have wanted to drop out of school directly.

At the end of the daily reading section, Smith prayed to the lost god: "O lost god...... You are the source of the sorcerers and the lord of the reincarnation of the heavens...... You are the master of the Tribulation, the immortal being, the king of the infinite time and space! …… Your devotees pray for your awakening, for your response, for your favor! ”

The prayer went unanswered, causing Smith to sigh.

The Lost God lost His true name and fell into a deep sleep.

Therefore, as believers in the Lost God, members of the Order of the Apocalypse should try all kinds of ways to awaken Him!

Smith has been doing the same thing for some time, but it hasn't worked in the slightest.

"But it doesn't matter, one day, I will wake up my lord."

After Smith finished praying, he went out, went to school, returned home, and rested like a normal person......

As a result, his parents felt that he had just become a little withdrawn and had no other thoughts for the time being.

That night, Smith fell into a deep sleep.

Whew!

In his dreams, he heard the call of the wind and the sound of the waves crashing against the reef.

A vague call, mixed with many voices, was delivered.

It was a very awkward pronunciation, a little vague at first, but with the eerily amplified sound of the waves, Smith gradually heard it clearly.

Nikolaya!

There may have been some mistakes, but Smith believed that the pronunciation he heard should be close to or similar to this!

After giving birth to this thought, he suddenly felt that his 'immortal poem' surged out of darkness, an icy coolness, all over his body!

Smith woke up.

If you say that the previous state is like a nightmare, the body can't move.

At this time, he woke up all of a sudden and regained his mobility.

Whoa......

The sound of waves could be heard all around, and the air smelled salty.

Smith was stunned to find that he didn't know when he had arrived on an island.

The sky was full of dark clouds, and it seemed that a storm was coming in the next moment.

The pitch-black waters were surging and crashing against the reef.

"If I were you, I wouldn't make a fuss......" A sweet voice came from the side.

Smith looked over and was stunned to see that there were still some people around.

Closest to him was a tall girl with long blond hair, a pair of eyes like blue gems, looking at him at this time: "Do you also believe in the Lost God?" ”

"Yes, yes." Smith nodded subconsciously.

The girl suddenly burst into a smile that made the boy lose his mind slightly: "Then we are companions, you can call me Vivien, a scholar who pursues supernatural powers, I have explored many supernatural power relics, but found that most of them are fake, until I came into contact with that pottery shard......"

"Hello, my name is Smith, why are we here because of the call of my gods?" Smith asked curiously.

"No, I'm afraid it's another reason, did you hear that voice?" A tall and thin man next to him had a gloomy face: "That name!" ”

"Nikolaia?"

Smith asked subconsciously.

As soon as the words came out, the storm in the sky descended instantly, and the storm swept in!

"You stupid, you don't have any occult knowledge, don't say it!"

The tall, thin man shouted angrily, "The owner of this name may be an enemy of the Lost God...... Now, the danger has been completely detonated! ”

Bang la blah.

The sea level is separated.

Humanoid creatures after humanoids emerged from the ocean.

They were covered in scales, some of them had kelp on their bodies, and some of their bodies were transformed into fish and shrimp.

"Niko...... Raya! ”

Their voices were hoarse, as if they hadn't spoken in a long time, but chanting the name, they charged at the believers of the Lost God!

"Ahh

Screams were heard.

A believer who was too close to the coastline was directly overwhelmed by the army of scales.

They seized him, cut off his limbs, forced him to call the name of the Great Being, and soon tortured him to death.

It is not an ordinary torture method, it must contain spiritual impact and pollution!

"What the hell is going on?"

Smith softened and roared.

"I don't know...... But I don't want to be like that, with a spell! ”

The tall, thin man shouted, taking the lead in chanting the incantation.

The spiritual coercion of the immortal poem was released, and like a tide, it hit the army of scales.

The dozens of monsters in front of them immediately fell to the ground and struggled in pain.

But more scaly people stepped on the bodies of their companions and continued to attack without the slightest hesitation.

Smith stumbled over a spell when he saw a girl named Vivien pull out a knife and stab herself in the arm.

At the same time, the phantom of a large black bird emerged, spread its wings, and pounced on the enemy.

Wherever it passed, there seemed to be an invisible blade cutting through it, slicing through the disgusting scales, the huge pincers of shrimp and crabs, and the hideous heads.

'They're all amazing, that's what ...... Are our Lord's true followers? ’

Smith also cast a spell, but unfortunately his power was limited, and he could only take down a few monsters.

"Withdraw...... There are too many monsters. ”

The believers fought and retreated, eventually reaching the center of the island, surrounded by monsters on all sides.

The number of monsters is so great that it's almost endless.

"Are you going to die? What the hell is going on? ”

Smith asked reluctantly.