Time seems to stand still.

When Su Xian noticed, he was already standing high in the sky, overlooking the earth.

As far as the eye can see, ancient tombstones are densely distributed on the dark earth, endless at a glance, stretching for more than a few.

One message after another flowed into his mind, giving him an idea of the place.

"This is the graveyard of the gods. After Ragnarok, all the creatures that call themselves 'gods' fall, but they don't actually die, but are recovered by the graveyard of the gods and buried under these tombstones. ”

"A hundred years have passed, and the God who sleeps under the tombstones is gradually showing signs of revival. When they are truly resurrected, they will tear down their tombstones, emerge from the ground, and reign over the earth again. ”

"When the time comes, history will repeat itself, disaster will return, and humanity will once again face the fear of being dominated by God."

"Looks like I've come to a terrible place."

"The fact that I was able to make a sacrifice proves that God has begun to revive and that the peace of the world will not last long."

"But now that I'm here, why don't I just smash these tombstones one by one, and then kill the gods sleeping under the tombstones one by one?"

"You have to get a head start in everything, and there's no need to wait for them to wake up."

But while thinking about it, his vision suddenly changed, and he landed in front of a tombstone.

This is a huge tombstone that reaches into the sky, and the hundreds of tombstones around it add up, and it is not as good as it if.

It stood there, like a thick wall, and it was unshakable.

Looking up, there are four lines of inscriptions carved on the tombstone.

They are:

The miracle of time

The master of space

Lord of Destiny

- Luo ●

……

Three juxtaposed descriptions, but pointing to the name of a god.

For God, the real name has an extraordinary meaning, and no god can easily reveal the real name.

Even in this graveyard of the gods, only this huge tombstone bears the name of the god engraved on it, although the second half of the name has been hand-blacked out.

This means that the god is not so shy about revealing his true name.

……

But at the foot of such a tombstone, there is a hole.

The hole looks like it was dug out from under a tombstone, and there are even footprints around the hole!

Su Xian seemed to see a person come out of the hole, turn around a few more times, and finally leave without looking back.

"Has this half-god, named 'Luo', been resurrected?"

"He came out of the hole without knocking the tombstone down. It means that it is only he who is resurrected, but the 'priesthood' that binds him has not been taken away by him. Is he freed from the identity of a 'god', or is he freed from the bondage of 'god'? ”

As soon as this idea was generated, Su Xian's vision changed again, and he actually returned to the secret room.

He glanced at the pocket watch on the table.

Less than ten seconds had passed since the sacrifice was completed.

His own voice of supplication continued to be heard in his ears.

The sacrifice on the left hand side is gone.

The parchment on the right-hand side floated on its own, and the pocket watch, diamonds, and dice that were placed on it rolled off with it.

"Pocket watches, diamonds, dice."

"Time, space, destiny."

"The miracle of time, the master of space, the lord of fate."

"I see, the god to whom this parchment points is the god whose name is Luo."

He grabbed the parchment that had floated in front of him in his hand, and suddenly noticed that the patterns on the parchment began to disappear.

It's not just the pattern that disappears, it's the parchment itself.

It was as if it had been ignited, burning out little by little.

When the whole piece of parchment is gone, the last spark remains.

It circled in the air, leaving a trail of stars.

Su Xian's gaze followed it as it moved, and suddenly his pupils shrank, and he saw it collide head-on, crashing headlong into his field of vision!

He didn't panic, and reached out and took the round mirror from the table.

Through the mirror, he saw a little higher between his eyebrows, and a simple composition appeared.

A composition in which two concentric circles and a regular triangle overlap each other.

It's the same as the array diagram on the parchment before.

"Is this a divine pattern or a divine seal, or a divine emblem?"

"Luo ● broke free from the shackles of 'God', but I was put on the shackles of 'God', is this good or bad?"

"Do you still need to ask?"

"This is like the happiness of being an emperor but missing when he is not an emperor, and it is the calmness that only an emperor can have."

"Now that the priesthood represented by that tombstone has been vacant, it's time to compete for the post!"

"Collect the Divine Emblem, light the Divine Fire, and ascend the Divine Throne!"

Su Xian's heart became hot in an instant.

He found that he seemed to find the meaning of a new life.

People live for one life, but only a hundred years.

Fame and fortune are fleeting.

Now that you've lived again, why don't you climb high and look far away and sit on the highest place?

……

He put down the round mirror, stretched out his hand, and whispered, "I accept your sacrifice and will give you back and bestow favors on you." ”

As soon as the words fell, the emblem on his eyebrows began to turn.

This emblem has just been formed, and it has no special abilities, and can only be seen as a key to the throne of the gods.

His sacrifice to the "gods" and the "gods" bestowing favors on him need to be done through this emblem.

At the same time, a picture appeared in his eyes.

He saw a temple with a throne on it, and a vague shadow on the throne, which was an ownerless consciousness body, equivalent to a system AI, temporarily acting as a priest.

Under the throne, there is an altar on which is placed the "Reversed Hangman".

When the sacrifice ceremony is officially completed, the rarest sacrifice in the world is absorbed by the altar, and the altar reciprocates, spitting out balls of light.

These balls of light vary in size and color, and they are wrapped in a bounty.

In the normal process, God would pick a favor to bestow on the person who offered the sacrifice.

The "god's" request for sacrifice was rare enough.

Therefore, the rarity of the sacrifice can determine the upper limit of the size of the favor, but not the lower limit.

As for whether the favor is great or small, it depends purely on the good or bad mood of God.

But now the god to whom the sacrifice is directed is an ownerless consciousness, and it has no mood for good or bad, everything is completely random.

Su Xian has no authority now, so he can't get involved in it, so he can only wait and see.

The shadow on the throne stretched out its hand, and the balls of light floated past it, swirling and dancing around it.

Su Xian saw a sword, a book, a crystal ball, a scepter, a scroll, and a ring from those balls of light...... There's a myriad of different things.

The largest photosphere is large, and the smallest is small.

One of the swords, which was obviously not mortal, was encased in a large ball of light.

"I want this sword!"

The moment he saw that long sword, Su Xian had a choice in his heart.

There is a gang breaking in outside, and he now needs a weapon that can fight, this sword is obviously very powerful, if you have him, you should be able to protect and kill the enemy!

But the shadow on the throne reached out and grabbed it, but it passed by the edge of the ball of light of the long sword, and grabbed the ball of light next door wrapped in a book!

Although this ball of light is not small, what can a book be used for? Eat?

I'm afraid that before I finish eating, I will be chopped into slag!

Just as Su Xian was complaining in his heart, he saw that the shadow actually handed over the light ball of the book to his left hand, and then grabbed it again with his right hand, and he actually grabbed a light ball again!