He opened his eyes dimly, and at that time a red pupil and the whites of his eyes were as black as ink, like an inhuman young man got up, looking at the unusually strange environment around him, the end of his memory seemed to be the destruction of the world, but at this moment he was standing in the world············

"Woo-ah!!!!!!"

Suddenly, a huge message rushed into his brain like a huge wave of the abyss!

Can't think! I can't understand it!

Countless memories, knowledge, and experiences are constantly engraved on his body like a blazing iron, painful! It was the only thing he felt, and even his own consciousness began to blur.

In a trance, the young man seemed to hear hundreds of millions of people and creatures roaring, roaring, and cursing in his mind! They screamed, why didn't the gods save them! Rant why the Savior didn't save them! Cursed for everything that did not save them···········

"I'm sorry···········"

A crisp female voice suddenly sounded in his heart, and the voices that made him almost crazy disappeared, but the pain of being branded continued, and the young man could only fall to the ground helplessly and convulsed, and no one could help him···········

The pain did not last long, the shock of the memory gradually faded, and the madness on the young man's face fell silent···········

"Why ··········"

"Why am I the only one who survived?!"

He was like a child who had lost his way home, hugging his head and crying, in this deserted forest, no one could comfort him, and the unconscious creatures could only silently watch him cry helplessly··········

No living creature dared to approach the black youth, that youth seemed to condense the evils of thousands of worlds, and the evil condensed into substance turned the young man's surroundings into death, and the vast stream of darkness drowned everything, just looking at it from a distance, there was a suffocating feeling, as if the soul would be sucked away by the endless darkness.

The blood and tears shed by the black youth corroded the ground into holes, emitting black and cyan smoke, and the young man ...... Represents ominous.

Looking at his heart with disgust, the inorganic white like plaster became the only heterochromatic color on the young man's body. Although it was white, it looked pale and dirty, and it was ten thousand times more disgusting than the black on the boy's body. The white color of his heart spread to him little by little with the blood vessels, and the boy crushed his heart again and again with his black-red claws.

For the first time, it was the first time that the black youth hated his ability to not grow old and die, and for the first time, he hated his ability to heal at a super high speed. The young man let out a painful howl, and with a flick of his right hand, he cut through a space, revealing a coveted golden light.

Ripples of golden light spit out one by one artifacts and magic weapons, which were enough in other worlds for all gods and demons to break their heads, and now they were piled up by the black youth as if they didn't want money.

He stabbed a holy wedge with demon-breaking and holy light attributes on his demon core, and took out his heart with a hand armor with bleeding, deepening scars and never-healing attributes, and brought himself a power seal and shackles that greatly weakened his physical fitness, and firmly welded the other end of the chain to a black and strange stone mountain.........

The young man used all kinds of torture tools on his body, and the corners of his mouth smiled miserably, the most brave god of war back then did not survive this set, and he was okay after holding out for so long.....

Blinded his eyes, pierced his ears and throat, unleashed all known curses and toxins on himself, spilled all kinds of instant death spells as if they were not paying for money, and finally used all his divine power to summon a huge magic circle.

Like a dead man, the young man's skin was pale gray like a dead man, and the whole person was weakly spread on the ground in a large shape, and the wounds on his body continued to flow out of purple-black and gypsum-white mixed blood, and he muttered weakly to the golden and complex huge magic array above:

Na~ Little girl of the Qiling clan, I'm willing to use my divine power, health, longevity, wisdom and other things, anyway, you can take everything you like, can you seal me? At least pause the infection rate of this thing, banish me, let the world forget about me, and better kill me, do you think it's okay? Please......

A golden figure appeared on the magic array, carrying something similar to a totem pole or a huge scroll behind him, and stretched out his hand to the black youth, and as if he was worried about something, he stretched his hand back like an electric shock, and his whole body trembled violently, as if crying.

Seeing this, the young man laughed violently, and because of the injuries involved, he coughed up large pieces of black internal organs and blood from his mouth.

Ahem.... Cry chicken feathers, dad me.... Cough.... I didn't cry when I hurt like a dog, what kind of cat urine do you keep...... Cough....

The golden figure on the magic array asked in a trembling voice: You... Are you sure?

Cough.... I'm so sure, hurry up, or there will be more..... Cough..... No amount of darkness can suppress this thing, is it easy to fall into the sky once, cough ....... Hurry up..... This world is going to be over too..... Damn it.... I really want to live.... I want to live like an idiot... Cough....

The golden figure trembled violently, unfolding the scroll behind him, and the golden unknown words tightly wrapped the black youth and lifted it into the air.

The ancient language of vicissitudes is remembered in heaven and earth: the contract is established......

The golden light sprinkled all over the heavens and the earth, as if the whole world had been thrown a strong light bullet, and in a fierce light, the black youth completely disappeared between the heavens and the earth, leaving only a black dead land and eternal unpurified darkness and evil......

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Yakumo is now a black man with a question mark face, what's the situation?!

Standing in this ancient and desolate altar, Yakumo Mo said that he was a little blind. Aren't you a dark monster? Isn't it a youkai condensed by all the negative energy of humans in the human world? What's the situation now?!

Who am I? Where am I? What am I going to do? Where am I going?

Listen to familiar voices in your ears; Welcome to Glory of Kings, where the enemy has thirty seconds to reach the battlefield and overthrow them!

Feed! What the hell is that sentence?! Wrong?! Oh?! I've crossed over!

Since there is no shortage of people in the human world who use a spatial crack ability with eyes to steal mobile phones to play, Yakumo is very familiar with a game called Glory of Kings...... He looked at the altar at his feet and the five pillars of light behind the altar, four figures in the five pillars of light, one of which was empty. I don't know why, four different voices came from Yakumo's ears:

it! There's a schoolboy**!

Hang chirp.

I really shouldn't play on the weekend, all the elementary school students are on vacation, my mother's qualifier!

Creak! The one that is hanging on can't be the legendary drop-off team, right? But what kind of hero is it that is hanging? The experience server has just been updated?

Who knows, there are new heroes still hanging, all evil elementary school students, if they don't die...

......

Yakumo ink from the spring wiped his face..... He kind of understood the current situation, and after looking at the battlefield, he had an urge to curse.

The heroes in the battlefield are like puppets*** (hate river crabs) vertically, the expression on their faces is as rigid as a model, maybe this is the battle in the glory of the king, the summoners operate the heroes like puppets, and the heroes are also like puppets, rigidly executing the summoners' orders, this is the cruel king's canyon..... But ah.... Looking at the system panel, Yakumo really wanted to smoke someone.

3：26

Big brothers! I beg you! Stop playing, Honor of Kings is not for you, how did you give away 26 heads in five minutes? Shoot in six minutes! What else are you playing? That's it?! Still complaining about elementary school students?! I can't even get a husky!

Knowing that he was in the status quo of a hero, Ya Yunmo decided to give up his six-point shot after thinking about it for a while, and set his sharp eyes on the battlefield: It's time to show real skills!