When the little boy screamed, Gu Qingshan only said two words.

"Go on."

The mountain girl knows.

A dark blue bolt of lightning surged from her, and once again submerged into the little boy's body.

Thunder and lightning supernatural powers, "frightening dreams"!

The little boy's body suddenly twitched.

The preparations he made while screaming completely dissipated.

Gu Qingshan stepped forward, squatted down, and met the little boy with his eyes.

"Where does the chaos come from?"

He asked softly.

The little boy looked in a trance for a while, and fell into memory again.

Just as the little boy opened his mouth to say something, Gu Qingshan once again activated the World Technique.

The entire makeshift camp was in ruins, and the world was left blank.

Immediately after, an old world formation appeared around Gu Qingshan.

At dusk.

Outside the town.

There was no one around, and the little boy was sitting by the lake, already fishing a bucket full of fish.

He collected his rod and sat there in a daze.

- Looks like he's preoccupied.

Gu Qingshan stepped forward and stood beside the little boy.

What will happen?

Gu Qingshan thought.

I saw that the little boy hesitated for a while, took out a fish from the wooden barrel beside him, and cut off the head of the fish directly with a dagger.

"Sacrifice."

He spat out a word.

Suddenly, the whispers of countless men and women sounded intermittently around the little boy.

"Coming soon ......"

"Need more deaths ......"

"Power ......"

"Waiting for you to grow ......"

"Time ......"

At this time, Gu Qingshan suddenly found that his world technique had improved.

Because he can already hear the voice of a child.

In the art of this world, Gu Qingshan began to sense everything with the recipient.

Gu Qingshan listened carefully to those whispering voices, and his face gradually became solemn.

This is unheard of.

It seems that everything happened not by chance, but more like something that was predestined for a long time.

The little boy listened to those words, and his face was bewildered.

But all the sounds faded away.

The little boy looked stunned.

He took a few fish out of the barrel again, killed them all in one go, and threw them into the water.

Blood filled the lake, reflecting the boy's confused and longing face.

He asked, "Why is it that after I kill, I can hear voices that no one else can hear, and now it is getting clearer and clearer?" ”

Countless whispering voices rang out again, surrounding him:

"Death ......"

"Source of Life......

"Soul ......"

"You need ......"

"Killing ......"

"Used to ......"

The voices were seductive, but they didn't take long to dissipate completely.

The little boy stayed for a while.

He was not frightened by this, but his face showed excitement and excitement.

"Great, I'm really different from those ordinary people."

He muttered, killing all the dozens of fish in the bucket and pouring a bucket of blood into the lake.

Then the afterglow of dusk dissipated, darkness covered the land, and the blood in the lake gradually sank, so that the little boy could no longer see his own reflection.

He asked, "Who the hell am I?" ”

The voices reappeared.

They become clearer and softer:

"Are you...... Unique......"

"Advent ......"

"...... Again"

"Awakening ......"

"Lord of the Spreaders......

"Messenger ......"

"The ...... of the Worlds"

The little boy couldn't hold back when he heard this, and he raised his voice violently and said loudly: "Tell me what I must do to know everything!" ”

In his question, thousands of whispers overlapped and turned into one voice:

"Kill."

"Only killing can make you understand everything."

"Chaos Bringer!"

The world stands still in this moment.

The look on the little boy's face froze.

The memories end.

The whole world dispersed like quicksand.

It's a blank slate.

Gu Qingshan found himself standing in the makeshift camp again.

"Seal!"

Gu Qingshan ordered.

The Mountain Maiden stepped back, and twelve holy knights surrounded her, throwing light-shaped chains at the little boy.

These chains are the Church's strongest discipline magic, which can temporarily imprison a person completely, unable to move at all.

Unless the imprisoned person is three times stronger than the twelve Holy Knights combined, they can break free from this sealing technique.

The little boy regained his clarity.

He looked at his chains and smiled disdainfully.

"Originally, I didn't want to spend too much effort, but since you're looking for death, that's another matter."

A black glow rose from him, easily severing all the chains.

The twelve Holy Knights let out a muffled grunt in unison and stepped backwards.

Everyone was shocked.

Obviously only seven or eight years old, how could he have such incredible strength?

The little boy had a vicious look on his face, and said hatefully: "Well, you foolish and ridiculous mortals, you will die-"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was suddenly grabbed by a knight, and the two men disappeared from everyone's face.

Gu Qingshan instructed everyone: "You don't have to worry about this little boy's affairs anymore, go and follow the clues of those missing people, find them, and then report their location to me." ”

With that, he also disappeared from the makeshift camp.

Thousands of miles away.

On a lonely lonely peak.

Gu Qingshan's figure suddenly appeared.

The little boy stood opposite Gu Qingshan, the disdain and killing intent on his face had long since disappeared.

He remained motionless, held to his neck by a long sword of autumn water that exuded a sharp aura.

The sword made him feel too terrifying.

With his strength and level, he can completely sense that in front of this sword, all his combat skills, all secret methods, and all the means of pressing the bottom of the box are useless.

This is a sword that can break ten thousand laws!

The little boy's gaze fell on Gu Qingshan.

- This man is the master of the sword.

"What the hell are you?" The little boy asked.

"Who are you? What do you want to do next? What is the ultimate goal? Gu Qingshan asked rhetorically.

The little boy closed his mouth tightly and did not speak.

- The "goodbye to you" effect is gone.

Gu Qingshan shook his head.

Everything is different from what I thought at the beginning.

What kind of existence is chaos?

More intelligence is needed now.

Gu Qingshan groaned slightly, reached out and took out the colored rooster from the storage bag, and pulled the cockscomb.

The colored came to life.

- This is attached to the intelligence system of the god of war, and it can collect a lot of information related to itself.

"Yo, long time no see, think of me again today?" The colored rooster yawned and said lazily.

"Well, there's something I need you to inquire about." Gu Qingshan Road.

The colored rooster rubbed his face with his wings and said boringly: "The speed of time in this world is different from that of the outside world, and the outside world has only passed a short time in a few decades - what information do you expect to get in such a short time?" ”

Its cockscomb hung on its head, and it didn't look refreshed at all.

"This time is different, this time I want the intelligence of this world." Gu Qingshan Road.

"Giggle," the colored rooster laughed, "what information can the world have?" Am I still going to tell you how many of the female high clergy of the entire Holy See want to sneak into your garden, as I did last time? ”

The rooster flicked his wings and said boringly, "Forget it, when you return to the normal world, we'll talk about the intelligence - now I'm going back to sleep." ”

Gu Qingshan looked at it with a look of no energy, and thought silently for a second.

He thought about it for a moment, and suddenly said, "I called you out this time because I found a chicken thief." ”

"What about the chicken thief - what! Chicken Thief !! ”

The rooster's voice raises suddenly.

Gu Qingshan pointed to the little boy who didn't know why and said, "It's him, not only stole a chicken, but also roasted the chicken directly and ate it cleanly." ”

The colored rooster narrowed his little eyes and stared at the little boy.

"Boy, is the chicken delicious?"

The rooster asked in a low voice.

The little boy had absolutely no idea what was going on.

This scene was completely unexpected, and it had nothing to do with fighting, killing, life and death, conspiracy, layout, or even everything.

So what's going on with this chicken?

I am the Messenger of Chaos, a legendary figure destined to conquer this world.

What about a character like me eating a chicken?

The little boy straightened his chest and replied, "It's delicious, I've eaten it all, what's wrong?" ”

The colored rooster did not speak.

Its cockscomb slowly erected.