Chapter 457: Shadow of Death

This scene is unprecedentedly shocking.

Because everyone felt an inexplicable throbbing in their hearts.

In the sky, an ancient and magnificent star in the west finally lost its last rays of light and fell into bottomless darkness.

The other, also quite old, star has lost most of its light.

A powerful newborn star is rising, and it has taken the position of the above two stars, and at the same time, in the vacant position, the original free, one large, one middle, two small, a total of four stars have come closer. Form a whole new galaxy.

This is the death and shadow god system that represents Raven!

In the entire multiverse, the main plane, the inner ring earth, water, fire, and wind are the four elemental planes plus the positive and negative energy planes, and the outer ring is to the god plane, Bato Hell, and the bottomless abyss......

Whether it was a god, a demon, a devil, an elemental being, or an undead being, countless powerful people all sensed the emergence of a new god.

It is impossible to hide, and there is no need to disguise its existence.

Because of this moment, Raven became a true god recognized by the entire multiverse.

Old man Jacob, who had witnessed Raven's growth all the way, was crawling on the ground at the moment, not daring to raise his head at all.

Mosa.

In the gorgeous palace, the old emperor Mosha shed a tear of remorse.

"If only Raven had been tied to Mosha's chariot earlier."

At Prince Dasnier's Palace.

Prince Darsnir stared south, a dark feeling that perhaps in the near future, Raven, the ally who had brought him wealth, honor, and status, might become his master's enemy.

In the bottomless abyss, Rose is frantically squeezing the faith of believers and making believers contribute the power of faith. Her bewitching and evil eyes slowly closed, and she could clearly hear the prayers of millions of believers.

The kind of prayer that seems to be brainwashing, but is actually domineering, is not only long, but also full of great power.

Reverberates across the multiverse over and over again.

Although there was already news, I really heard that I had been caught by myself into the bottomless abyss. And the little demigod Raven Yunfield, who was once in a desperate situation, has become a true god with medium divine power like himself in a general sense.

Looking at the still devastated kingdom of God and the divine domain, Rose still couldn't help but roar, and killed nearly a hundred believers who were contributing the power of faith to him through prayer. Calm her anger with blood and the lives of believers!

Right! Kill you, just because I'm in a bad mood with Rose!

On the ninth layer of Bato's hell, hiding in a dungeon where no existence is known, Asmodeus, the lord of hell, is thoughtful.

On the sixth floor, in the palace of the demon queen Melissa, Melissa seems to be excited to watch the reality show of her subordinates who are lustful for demons. In fact, he was excited to remember that he had been favored by a true god.

As an undercover agent, Melissa didn't dare to make any unusual moves at such a time, but that didn't stop her from imagining how she would be fiercely possessed by Raven next time.

On the main plane, Phantom Knight City, near Raven's huge image, nearly ten avatars of powerful gods appeared in the void with them from the incarnations of gods. In order to show respect for the master, all avatars are not more than 100 meters high.

In this way, they quietly watched Raven complete the connection with the world. There are even quite a few who are not as good as Raven. For example, Thom, the god of loyalty and courage, bowed slightly to Raven's vision.

Qualifications are important. Status is more important.

A new god can reach a medium divine power in one step, which cannot be ignored in any case!

Raven's whole person is undergoing drastic changes, even if he uses the system to make various plans for the possible reactions of his body early on. But there are not a lot of things that need to be dealt with urgently.

The complexity of the gods' template, even if repeatedly overestimated, was still far beyond Raven's budget.

Among the players in the previous life, it is not that there are no players who have become gods.

As an irreproducible, one-of-a-kind force. Those players also didn't mind showing a lot of system designs to hundreds of millions of players to share.

Even if Raven referred to these designs, there were still various surprises.

The most critical difference is that the players who have been named gods are basically not strong enough to believe, and they need more prayers and more faith. More divine power!

But Raven is different.

Because Raven cleverly borrowed Ciric for death, the fall of Ciric, who was hated by God, gathered completely super-level believers in a short period of time.

Million-level! That's usually the number of believers in powerful gods!

Few of the devotees of medium divine power exceed 500,000. But Raven can now sense more than 800,000 prayers from believers, and the number continues to grow as the prayers shake the multiverse, as many unbelievers who are grateful to Raven for killing Ciric are joining the army of faith.

Without the assistance of the system, I'm afraid that Raven would have been like the mage of the first goddess of the magic net, and his brain would have exploded.

Such a huge amount of information calculation is really beyond the reach of ordinary mortals.

Even Leila couldn't help but secretly sweat for Raven. Raven's level jump to the god is too exaggerated, this is simply a gamble.

The system prompt in Raven Retina is also frantically swiping the screen.

"The Transformation of the Divine Form ......"

"Warning! Warn! The amount of information processed is too large, so it is recommended to block some information to reduce the amount of faith power absorption. ”

The prompt was definitely well-intentioned, but Raven didn't want to do it, because it would mean forcing him to abandon some of his followers. As long as the gods can bear this kind of existence, there will be too many of them. Abandoning believers at the moment of becoming a god can only prove the lack of qi.

Believers or fanatics are fine, they have completely surrendered their lives and hearts to Raven. But shallow believers are different, as long as they are human, they will have hope and demands. They were shouting the same prayers, thinking about what Raven could bring them.

These chaotic voices put a huge burden on Raven and the system.

No, something has to be done! Unify their spirits.

Raven gritted his teeth and did what he thought.

The system prompt suddenly changed.

"Building a link of faith is successful...... Raven, the god of death and shadows, is broadcasting on the public divine power broadcast......"

The believers who were prostrate on the ground suddenly found that a vast and majestic and powerful will descended on their consciousness.

Raven's tall and heroic image immediately appeared in the hearts of every believer.

Raven closed his eyes and smiled, opening his arms to every believer, and a burst of gray-black light bloomed on Raven's chest.

One by one, the believers raised their heads, and what they saw was not reality.

What comes into view is a barren continent - a barren land to the east of Phantom Knight.

The western half of the land is a terrible desolation, and the eastern half is a swamp full of poisonous miasma.

There was no water in most of the west, and the barren land was full of thirst. There was neither the sound of the wind nor the sound of insects, and the few creatures struggled to survive on the land.

In the east, living in the swamp are either the most ferocious monsters or the most survivable orcs.

Desperate?

Deathtrap?

The believers don't know why Raven shows them such a scene. But out of trust in Raven, their hearts suddenly calmed down.

At this time, Raven suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a clear clear in his deep black pupils.

Next, the young, vigorous Believers found themselves armed with weapons and trusty armor lined up in neat arrays.

Ahead, rows of tall steel golems act as the first line of defense.

In the distance, an army of orcs with a somewhat chaotic queue surged in from all directions.

With their burly bodies and hideous faces, the believers were already shaking their legs just by seeing them, and they could barely hold the weapons in their hands.

At this moment, Raven's courageous voice sounded again.

"I say, 'My enemies will surely die!'"

Heaven and earth were suddenly shrouded in endless gray shadows, and every believer could clearly feel that the shadow of death was spreading endlessly.

In sight, countless dead and terrifying skeleton palms were descending from the clouds, like a heavy rain, and the breath of death dominated the entire world.

Whew, the whole world is blowing a yin wind

In front of them, the gathered orcs saw their death, and the battlefield resounded with terrified screams, some of the orcs continued to charge, others began to dodge, and the already untidy array inevitably appeared in greater chaos.

The scattered tide of orcs crashed into the neat human battle column, and was quickly swallowed up, unable to set off a small wave.

"Forward—" the commanders shouted.

The believers clenched their weapons and walked forward, and beside them, perhaps pure-blooded elves with long ears, perhaps half-elves, or even a somewhat strange trap-man.

Above them, hovering were former dragons, or winged elves that resembled angels except for the color of their wings.

Everyone, fight for the opening up of a new world!

One after another seemingly powerful orc powerhouses were swallowed up by the shadows and fell to the power of death of the gods of Yunfield.

However, death is not the end for the presence of God.

This is only the beginning of the suffering of the enemy.

Believers can see that the Lich God, Philip Srger, the right-hand man of the gods of Yunfield, wields a white jade scepter.

In the next moment, countless orcs who were closing their eyes with satisfaction, preparing to sleep for eternity, woke up from the dream of eternal life.

Shocking shocks came, and the orc divine kingdom in their dreams seemed to be devoured. The gates of the Underworld were open, but they couldn't even go to the fugue wasteland of the underworld, and at this moment they found that what they were waiting for was not the orc divine kingdom's usher, but fell into a common nightmare - their souls were captured!

The souls of every dead orc began to wail and began to pray for forgiveness.

The orc's lifeless body staggered to its feet again, swinging its butcher knife at its former companion as an undead. (To be continued.) )