"The meeting of the Ten Supreme Lords is about to take place, Venerable Calamity, would you like to accept the invitation immediately?"

At this moment, or in the past three days, Tang Chuan was confused.

This inexplicable thought, every hour or so, would pop into his mind.

Three days ago, it was obscure and unclear.

Tang Chuan only thought that after he was tired, his body was hollowed out, and his thoughts had subtle deviations.

But now, this thought, which is not under his control, is already deafening and clear.

I almost didn't have a prompt box in front of me, asking myself if I would accept the invitation, and there was only an "accept" option, not a "decline" option.

Inside the dark circles, the whites of the eyes are bloodshot, and the red threads are dense.

The brain is groggy, almost mentally weak, and the whole person is weak.

These are all manifestations of being frantically tortured by that inexplicable and intensifying thought in the past three days.

Tang Chuan is going crazy.

No matter what kind of demonic game this is, can't Lao Tzu accept it?

He is not stupid, nor does he think that he will have a sudden paranoia, and he only thinks about this idea all the time.

The reason why I didn't respond to it for a long time is because this thought was still very obscure and not clear a few days ago, and it wasn't torture for me.

The second is that I am afraid that after responding, something bad will happen.

But now, every hour or so, he is deafening, as if in his own mind, he is ringing a bell, and he can't sleep day or night.

Who can stand this?

Damn, no matter what kind of devil's game this is, don't let Lao Tzu sleep, Lao Tzu will fight with you!

didn't choose to accept it immediately, Tang Chuan's eyes were bloodshot and he walked out of the dormitory where he lived alone.

Chartering an express train, Karakawa walked from the nearest temple, to the Taoist temple on the mountain, to the church in the city center.

"Dao Ancestor Sanqing, if you come to my Buddha, Jesus God, bless you devout believers, and overthrow the demon who won't let me sleep on a dog day!"

Along the way, in addition to worshipping God and praying, Tang Chuan also purchased a lot of so-called, light-opening objects from these dojos.

I didn't look for them to exorcise them.

Useless.

I tried it myself two days ago, but no one was able to pull this thought out of my mind.

There are two "masters" of the fairy wind bones, and their eyes are very strange when they look at them.

That's like saying: Got entangled by a demon, is it really fake? Just say it if you are paranoid!

Of course, the customers who were sent to the door, they didn't refuse, they didn't do it, but they took a lot of money from Tang Chuan, and one of them had a good conscience, and finally recommended him to a psychological sanatorium.

After a trip, that deafening thought appeared twice in Tang Chuan's mind again, and each time it made Tang Chuan's eyes turn white and he almost fainted.

It's more intense.

It's hard to stop.

The express took Tang Chuan all the way back to the downstairs of his dormitory.

Tang Chuan paid the money, picked up the big bag and the small bag, and was about to open the door and get out of the car.

"The meeting of the Ten Supreme Lords is about to take place, Venerable Calamity, would you like to accept the invitation immediately?"

Not again.

Suddenly, Tang Chuan was struck by lightning, and he had a convulsion in the back seat of the car, and he slowed down for several seconds before he came back to his senses.

The driver in the front seat coughed twice and said, "Little brother, although you are a chartered car, don't mess around in the car, I wanted to talk about it the first two times......"

At that time, you didn't give money, I'm afraid that it will be exposed, and you will be angry and angry, what should you do if you don't pay?

Now that the money has arrived, I really want to tell you that I have endured you for a long time!

In the back seat of the car, you think I can't see, right?

When the rearview mirror is an ornament?

Tang Chuan only recovered, his brain was still a little down, and he didn't react for a while, and said, "I'm sorry." ”

Driver: "It's okay, why don't you give me some more money for the car wash?" ”

Tang Chuan was stunned.

reacted, and said with a dark face: "Get out!" ”

With that, he got out of the car and left, and returned to his dormitory.

He wore a silver cross necklace around his neck, a Buddha Guanyin pendant, a consecration amulet from the Taoist temple, and a circle of garlic.

Holding an enlarged version of the peachwood sword, he also carried an exaggerated cross sword.

Boom~

He poured out the holy water that the Holy See had asked for on his head.

Tang Chuan yelled, "Accept! Accept the invitation! ”

I want to see who won't let me sleep, and the demon gods will cut it to you!

Of course, at the physical level, the height of the demon god cannot exceed 1.75 meters, and the weight cannot exceed 65 kilograms.

Suddenly!

When Tang Chuan's words fell, his body was wrapped in a strange energy, levitated, and his body began to distort.

A force that reverses reality, making his body like a whirlpool, constantly twisting, deforming, and spinning.

Eventually, the swirl dissolves into a small black dot until it disappears.

The room was empty, as if nothing had happened.

……

Consciousness and body entered a strange passage, and all around, there were bizarre, abstract and distorted fragment patterns, which seemed to penetrate the heavens and all worlds.

Time and space are like entities here, and they can be held in the hands with open hands.

But you have to be able to reach out.

In this strange passage, Tang Chuan's body and consciousness have changed into indescribable shapes, and Mo said that he stretched out his hand, and he didn't know where his hand was.

Even his thoughts seem to be stagnant, unable to keep up with the speed of shuttling through the passages.

It's over, and I can't do it......

This thought flashed through Tang Chuan's mind.

Tang Chuan always believes that even in the world, there may be a small probability of strange things.

But whether you exist or not, the real world has been peaceful for thousands of years, and the harmony of human society is a manifestation of human power, at least in the real world system, far higher than ghosts and gods!

Otherwise, in the real society, demons would have been rampant a long time ago!

Didn't you see that many demons in the movie, when they come to the real world, can only arouse the desires of human beings and let human beings sign contracts on their own in order to control human beings?

In many classical anecdotes and legends, there are also records of butchers on the road, overflowing with evil spirits, and ghosts and gods are not invaded.

Anyway, Tang Chuan's life creed is, whether you are a demon or a ghost, if you don't accept it, just do it!

Can't do it......

Then sit down and talk calmly!

Communication is the true meaning of the existence of intelligent life, and it is not easy to get in touch across races and spaces, and it hurts so much to move your hands and feet.

At first, it was indeed based on the idea that you can do me, and I have the citizenship of Xia Kingdom, so I have the luck of the human race, so I can also do you.

Tang Chuan, who hadn't slept for a long time and had a somewhat disordered mind, decided to equip Peto and fuck him!

But after seeing everything around you, beyond the scope of human imagination.

Tang Chuan sincerely felt that it was more reliable to sit down and talk.

……

I don't know how long it took.

Tang Chuan seems to have experienced hundreds of millions of years of washing in an instant, strange and absurd, and cannot be said in words.

When I came back to my senses, I came to a dark tone, like obsidian, boundless......

Continent?

Before Tang Chuan could think about it, in an instant, his eyes turned white again, his brain shut down, and he fell to the ground, his body convulsed.

The indescribably vast information began to frantically pour into Tang Chuan's mind.

Compared with such a vast amount of information, Tang Chuan's twenty-three years of life experience is not even a drop in the ocean.

The amount of storage in his mind is like a grain of dust on the earth, and this vast and boundless information is the entire cosmic starry sky!

Tang Chuan's consciousness burst open in an instant, was submerged, and was destroyed.

When he vaguely regained consciousness again, Tang Chuan was like a fetus in amniotic fluid, the fatigue of not sleeping for a long time was swept away, and he didn't want to open his eyes comfortably.

In the midst of his nightmare, he seemed to dream of a black prismatic crystal that shimmered with a ghostly light.

The black crystals collect, compress, store, and seal the vast amount of information.

And the sutures repaired, Tang Chuan's individual consciousness was broken.

Suddenly opened his eyes.

Tang Chuan stood up suddenly, his eyes blank.

In the dark, he seemed to vaguely know something, but he couldn't clearly lift the veil of fog and see the essence.

It's like having a big dream just now, and the moment you wake up, you probably know what you dreamed of, but no matter how you remember it, you can't remember it clearly.

Mysteries are inexplicable.

"Why did you let such a weak clone come to the meeting?"

The sound of a bell came from outside the universe, and it was deafening.

Tang Chuan hurriedly covered his ears, and his soul was about to be torn apart by this voice.

This is definitely a language beyond human imagination, which cannot be described at all, just like the mantra of high-dimensional life, and low-latitude life cannot dissect any syllable at all.

But.

Tang Chuan actually understood?

He covered his ears and looked up blankly.

I saw that the originally vague sky was constantly shrinking, shrinking, shrinking, and shrinking to the size of the cosmic starry sky......

Zoom out again, shrink indefinitely.

Tang Chuan endured his horror and looked at the boundless continent in a daze, turning into a huge and strange black throne.

It turns out that the boundless, as big as the sea of stars, is just a seat surface?!

This is not what shocked Tang Chuan the most.

He saw a palace that seemed to be full of the mysteries of the universe, the supreme truth of all things in all worlds, and the starry sky of the universe!

In the palace, there are ten thrones of different shapes and colors, or as they are called, gods?

And he, Tang Chuan, is standing on this throne at this moment, which should be the supreme god and can ascend?

In addition to him, there are nine other "things" that are in their own divine thrones.

Ten gods, ten "things", in a circle, form the interior of the temple of the Supreme Council!

The reason why it is called "things" and not "creatures".

It's because those nine existences completely surpassed Tang Chuan's previous understanding!

One of them is barely humanoid, but it has three faces and eight arms, and its whole body is composed of patches of cosmic starry sky!

Just now Tang Chuan watched them shrink, shrink, shrink again!

He had no doubt that any "cell" of this existence would be a real galaxy!

There are also sarcomas all over the body, covered with all kinds of eyeballs, some parts protrude sharp corners, and the shape is extremely asymmetrical, which is completely contrary to human aesthetics!

Or maybe it's a planet, quietly suspended on the throne of the gods.

Or a vague cloud of gas, with dozens of flickering inside, like atoms, swimming quickly and disorderly...... Jewel?

All shapes and sizes!

Totally indescribable!

In this way, he looked like he was covered with crosses, amulets, and garlic, holding a peachwood sword, carrying a silver cross holy sword, his face was smeared with chicken blood, and his hair was wet with holy water.

At least from a human point of view, is it very, normal?

However, these gods seem to be looking at themselves......

Tang Chuan didn't know whether it was appropriate to use the word "look", but he could clearly feel that these nine supreme things were looking at him.

Thinking of Fang Cai, in order to communicate with themselves on an equal footing, they reduced this temple, or conference hall, which is larger than the starry sky of the universe, infinitely, and Fang Cai's deafening words that questioned themselves-

"Why did you let such a weak clone come to the meeting?"

Tang Chuan was a little panicked!

These are more divine things than the gods that human beings know and imagine.

Isn't it that you think of yourself as the so-called Lord God of Calamity?

This is what has been bothering me for three whole days......

Invitation to the Meeting of the Ten Most High Gods?!