Purgatory endures, and I endure forever.

The way the Crimson Butcher exists is very special.

It's the lord of the slaughterhouse, and it's also part of purgatory, to put it more accurately...... The Crimson Butcher has become one with the Hellway.

The butcher's true lifeblood is not his own death, no matter how destroyed he will be reborn from the lighthouse in the slaughter town.

As long as the Hell Dao exists, it will not die.

As long as Gu Fan is alive, it will not really die!!

Immortal!!

This is the true immortal, and I'm afraid there are only two ways to destroy the Crimson Butcher......

The first is to kill Gu Fan, and the Scarlet Butcher will die with the disappearance of the Hell Dao.

The second is Gu Fan, who dominates the Hell Dao, and personally destroys the Scarlet Lighthouse and extinguishes the true lifeblood of the Scarlet Butcher.

In other words, Gu Fan holds the absolute power of life and death of the Scarlet Butcher!!

"Good."

Gu Fan nodded, the [Hell Dao] in his body could complete this level of transformation, even he himself was a little unexpected.

After digesting the things in front of him, Gu Fan looked the Scarlet Butcher up and down again, and said lightly: "Do you still have any memories from before?" ”

Memory.

The Scarlet Butcher ran his sluggish mind, and a hoarse, rough voice came out of his throat: "Remember some, it's vague. ”

"Tell me."

Gu Fan didn't mind, he wanted to have a deeper understanding of the absurd and strange world through the only remaining memories of the Scarlet Butcher.

More rules.

More history.

And what role Hongyi plays in this world, everything is a mystery.

"The Millennial War."

"I just remember that I fought for thousands of years."

The Scarlet Butcher's eyes became misty, and his mind traveled through a large area of blurred territory, recalling memories that had been blurred thousands of years ago.

When this space was first formed, the sky was still blue, the earth was covered with golden waves of wheat, and the whole world was filled with abundance and abundance.

The taste of mountain streams is slightly sweet, the majesty of the wilderness grasslands is refreshing, and countless riches are piled up into mountains, and that era is also the golden age of this world.

I don't know how long it took, but many heroes appeared on the continent.

Those heroes possessed extraordinary strength, made countless great achievements, forged walls to establish nations, and created one legend after another.

Heroes are like gods.

They were worshipped, enjoyed power and wealth, and their power grew to the continent.

A hundred years have passed.

Two hundred years have passed.

They tasted all the delicacies of the mountains and seas in the world, drank all kinds of wines, and the luxurious life in the palaces was intoxicating, and there were countless beauties around them, forming a huge number of harems.

After hundreds of years of life, the heroes got tired of it.

When your hands have caressed those soft and smooth skin, and then the delicate jade hands hold the delicious food to your mouth, but you can't raise the slightest interest in your heart, the luxurious life becomes boring.

Or even a kind of torture, cage-like torture.

At some point, the first war broke out.

The war was unprecedentedly tragic, and the people fought bloodily for glory, charging into battle under the leadership of the heroic leader, bathing in the thrill of the enemy's death, and the whole person seemed to come to life.

Fight.

Fighting.

These may be born with an imprint in the bones of human beings.

There's nothing more thrilling than holding a greatsword and slicing your enemies in two from top to bottom.

War after war broke out, and the heroes grew stronger with the battle, and the threat of death seemed to bring them back to life.

I want to enjoy the food!!

I want to enjoy the beauty!!

I want to enjoy all that I have, and I have to hold my power and wealth firmly in the palm of my hand.

I'm going to enjoy it all before I die, slashing enemies and plundering, killing, enjoying more.

The war goes on.

The heroes fought each other tirelessly for thousands of years.

The war burns across the continent, the killing is everywhere, people's minds are shifted, and negativity almost fills the space.

At this time...... He appeared!!

The Old Gods in the Dark.

He murmured, whispered, instigated, corrupted.

With the help of the burning flames of war, he polluted and corrupted the territory into a demonic land, and the so-called "heroes" became his slaves.

Hony Yi.

Lord of Darkness.

He greedily absorbs negative energy, and cruelty and murder can arouse His excitement and provide Him with more powerful energy.

The sky turned dark.

The light could no longer shine on the earth, the once fertile was rotten, the golden waves of wheat withered, the streams in the mountain streams were full of filth and filth, and the life of affluence was suddenly changed.

Poverty, famine, death, all over the continent.

After some time, the demons appeared.

With the will of the great god Hongyi, they burn and loot, tear apart the so-called hero lords, and corrupt them into their own part.

Finally...... The heroes of the continent have woken up.

They are forced to unite and begin to defend themselves against the invasion of darkness, but how can this catastrophe be easily resolved??

People's hearts have changed.

There is lust everywhere, robbers, thieves, gangsters, murderers everywhere...... They are all providing Hongyi with spiritual power and energy.

The rate of corruption is getting faster and faster.

Human power is getting weaker and weaker.

And it was at this time that the united human beings finally put aside their prejudices and created an empire together.

Imperial!!

Every lord is a part of the empire.

Every lord has his life tied to the empire.

The power of faith is interconnected, and in the end, they also found a temple buried by wind and sand in the core of the continent, and with its power, they built one bell tower after another.

The Faith Clock Tower is like a real-world 5G base station, transmitting the signals of the saints in the temple.

The sound of their impact was continuous, and the holy light formed a barrier that darkness could not cross, finally temporarily blocking the attack of the dark god Hongyi.

But this is only temporary.

Hongyi is still eroding every piece of soil on the continent.

And just now...... Lord Wang Yan also fell, and this happened every once in a while until the entire continent fell.

No doubt.

It's a long and complicated story.

And it's also a very mythical and absurd story.

Faith Clock Tower.

Dark deity Hiroki.

The empires built by humans, the temples that have been excavated, and the wise men within.

Together, these things can write a large-scale Western fantasy......

Gu Fan listened quietly, digested the contents, and analyzed a lot of substantive and useful things.