Chapter 152: Apocalypse Catastrophe (Ask for Subscription!) )

In the past ten years, there has been a horrifying, paranormal event in Middle-earth. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In this world of Middle-earth, where gods are haunted and the light of faith is everywhere, it is extremely ironic to call this event a 'supernatural'.

But on the contrary, no matter how many princes walked the mortal world and the heroes ran around with swords, they did not find out the culprit of this supernatural incident.

So, there were rumors in the world.

According to rumors, an abyssal demon came from the underworld, with three heads and six arms, four eyes, and one eyeball, all like red-hot copper ingots, emitting ghost fire outward. And this demon has always haunted the twilight of the night, hunting down all those of the Holy Destiny.

The holy sacrifices of the angels' tears, the bright-shining wings of the judgment guards, and the preachers who received the blood of Christ died mysteriously and violently.

If it were just that, in this world of Middle-earth, where the flames of the sky and life seemed extremely humble, it would be just a special little thing.

But since the death of the Divine Destiny, his Angelic Tears or Bright Wings have mysteriously disappeared and disappeared into Middle-earth!

There is no choice of the lord again, nor does it return to the temple, but the evaporation of the world without leaving a trace!

Breaking the trajectory of fate and breaking the laws they discovered.

One hundred and eight holy sacrifices, twelve judgment guards, and thirty-six preachers, to this day, there are only three or two big cats and kittens left, which can be counted on one hand!

As a result, many princes and heroes began to panic. These people with a divine destiny are one of the important guarantees for them to finally survive the last days. For this reason, they even put aside their previous suspicions, suspended the fighting, and joined forces to thoroughly investigate the matter.

And invited the 'false gods' who succeeded in killing the gods in the world, and used their divine power to look through Middle-earth.

However, after months of chasing the murderer, these princes found that there was no trace of the murderer.

The contestant who plundered the luck of the god of time, Ruojas, cast a magic spell, spied on the torrent of time, and intercepted the time crystal, trying to see the murderer's past and present lives.

However, like seeing flowers in the fog, the past and present life and fate trajectory of this murderer are changing all the time!

Sometimes he is a farmer on the manor, sometimes he is a blacksmith, sometimes he is a weaver countrywoman, and what is even more outrageous is that sometimes there are changes in the vicissitudes of the mountains, and there are plants and beasts!

This is Western Middle-earth, there are only druids and demonic beasts infected by the underworld, how can there be demon beasts?!

Then, he plundered the inheritor of the magic god Moro's luck: Sikong, who volunteered to solve problems for everyone, preferring to be irreversibly devoured by the highest magic of the psychic system, hoping to find witnesses.

However, Sikong vomited blood, looked at those princes and heroes miserably, and shook his head bitterly: "The demon comes from outside the sky, deep underground, and people's hearts, everywhere, and nowhere else." I can't help ......."

No matter how Sikong was against them in the past, when he succeeded in killing the gods and plundering the luck of the gods, he was qualified to be on an equal footing with them.

At this time, seeing Sikong doing his best and carrying righteousness on his shoulders, many people couldn't bear it and sighed apologetically.

In the end, Sikong once again pleaded for his life, begging him to protect those who had the only remaining divine destiny, even if he did not hesitate to sacrifice himself, to use this as bait to find out the abyss demon!

It was a night just after dusk.

There are no stars, no clouds, and no birds.

The mist drifting from nowhere shrouded Aiya City, and then intertwined with a terrifying demonic figure.

The divine light and demonic aura soared into the sky, dyeing half of the sky red, and the fierce battle was fierce, and the aftermath of the battle destroyed most of the Cliff City!

Suddenly, a desperate and unwilling scream came out, and the divine light suddenly faded and shattered.

One by one, the prince and the prince arrived one after another, but found that Aiya City was in a mess, broken and ruined, like ruins.

Sikong's eyes were hollow and slumped to the ground, his mouth was bloodstained, his fingers were far away, and his lips squirmed: "I'm useless, I'm useless, I can't protect them, I can't protect them...... He, the devil, he has fled. ”

When Prince Jie saw the corpses on the ground, he was furious, but he saw a demon figure with three heads and six arms and four firstborn eyes appear on the mountain in the distance, and swept by, so they caught up one after another.

That night, the whole of Middle-earth was in flames.

The earth trembled, the mountains shifted, the rivers flowed backwards, the sword light and the divine light were intertwined, and the demonic energy and the ghost coexisted.

Then, the prince of the people saw with their own eyes that the abyss demon had fled from the end of the lost ocean into the underworld!

It turns out that the demons have quietly penetrated deep into Middle-earth and launched a war between civilizations!

There are gods falling inside, and the beacon is in flames.

There are demons snooping outside, eyeing each other.

The end of the world is coming at this moment!

The past is all in the years, and the white clouds and dogs are not worried.

Sikong and Huo Wu were on the top of the mountain, seeing the clouds rolling and the loose hair falling to the ground, so quiet that even the breathing of the two could be heard clearly.

Wisps of beautiful atmosphere flowed between the two, and Sikong frowned slightly.

"Sikong, I'm ......," Huo Wu began.

Suddenly, the whole world changed color in an instant, and it was clearly a blue sky and a white sun, but at this moment, it seemed to be immersed in the ink pool.

It was pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers. The air is even more obscure and stiff, the cold wind blowing on the top of the mountain, and the pain of the knife is like an ice loach, rolling straight into the human bones.

Then, a divine light fell, sprinkled with the glory of a true god, and entered a corner of the earth, a temple.

In Middle-earth, countless believers in this god wept and knelt down.

Then, it was dawn.

Yun Lang is clear, the wind is smooth, and the scene just now seems to be just an illusion.

But Sikong was as calm as ever, his eyes were like torches, and the magic of the Thorn Staff surged, and then a water mirror appeared in front of him.

In the water mirror, there is an ancient temple. There are hundreds of devout believers, and in the distance, carefully arranged, thousands of troops who have been waiting for a long time.

The true God gives an oracle, a sacrifice, and the true God is reincarnated...... Then kill the gods.

Everything seems to fall into place, and the carefully arranged strategy is natural, and there is no trace of craftsmanship.

Of the nine true gods, eight have fallen, and the contestants have also plundered the luck of the gods, and successfully killed eight gods.

The only one left is Jehovah, who is destined to survive and even become one of the most troublesome enemies of today's imperial civilization.

The omniscient and omnipotent One True God, the creator of all Western magical civilizations.

Three days later, it was rumored that in the center of the Lost Ocean, a whirlpool appeared, from small to large, and gradually swept the entire Lost Ocean.

Ten days later, there was often a dull roar from the ground, many sinkholes appeared, and some people were in the depths of the sinkhole, and they saw the underworld representing death at a glance.

Half a month later, Middle-earth was shrouded in torrential rain, and it continued to rain, and the rain was incessant, as if it was about to fall to the end of the world.

A month later, the ground collapsed.

Everyone knows that the end times have come.

The final outcome of this game will also be decided.