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Rising tide.

The sea of blood is rising.

The drainage system is completely paralyzed, the pier is in ruins, and endless sea water noisily rushes to every corner of the city. The lower town, which has no drainage system and countless small, densely packed dilapidated houses, was swallowed up in an instant, and countless people were swept into the sea or the red tide. They sank into eternal darkness and never to rise again.

"That's how it should be, I've been longing for the world to collapse for a long time."

Thunder and torrential rain filled the world.

Fragile buildings are crumbling one after another, and the mere approach to the abyss has already polluted the entire sea area in a terrifying way. Looking down from a great height, the red water continued to spread around, and it was stopped near the island of Passu, and then swept by the abruptly changing currents towards the sea of divine war ruins to the east. The red sea rushed towards the islands of Sunia and the Rorsted Islands, and another force prevented the catastrophe from coming, but the small islands along the way were silently washed away, like the edges and corners of a boulder being smoothed, and the island was left with nothing but empty land.

The wind is blowing, and the apocalyptic scene continues.

A smile appeared on the pale face of the Fallen King, who looked up at the sky and smiled in a language that no one could understand:

"Watch me ascend to the throne again!"

The half-body above the starry sky didn't respond immediately, and she had already reached the land made of hideous skeletons.

"Come on."

She lowered her head slightly and smiled coldly: "Useless dry bones, become the cornerstone of my kingdom, this will be your most glorious moment." ”

The sea of blood boiled and rushed, and a large black shadow tried to rise, but the seaweed-like vines and branches grabbed her from below, dragging her deeper into the trench, leaving only an angry roar to rush into the minds of every extraordinary person in the demonic path.

The dying throes had little effect, the pollution of the Mother Tree of Desire, which had tormented her for thousands of years, was replaced by a new pollution, more dangerous and more aggressive, Fabouti's throat was choked by an invisible hand, and her mind was stuffed into a cold realm. Unable to speak, she could not regenerate any thoughts of resistance, and enjoyed the beautiful peace, quietly disintegrating with her eyes open in absolute silence.

The lifeless world extends outward based on her, and the monstrous evil and the most essential darkness of the human heart form the prototype of a new kingdom of God.

She raised her head and looked at the sea in the distance, at the sun in the sky, and after a few moments, the sharp blade slashed at the abyss with the momentum of Moses' division of the sea, splitting it in two, but it was too late.

But they only launched a tentative attack, and did not rise in groups.

The corners of the outer god's mouth smiled again.

"You are not in ...... same heart"

Before these words fell, the figure of the outer god dissipated like an invisible wind, and she merged into the kingdom of God itself that was being built.

The peace and tranquility were shattered in an instant, replaced by blood-soaked madness.

The disaster is spreading rapidly.

People in other parts of the world have somehow felt a sense of panic and anxiety as if the end was near.

They bow their heads and pray to the gods they believe in, or they raise their heads and look up to the sky to witness the terrifying and oppressive darkness.

The wind was howling, and it seemed as if someone was humming quietly.

"Everything begins with nothing, and there is nothing in the world......"

"There is no sand and no sea, only the abyss."

This ancient ballad from a bygone era was softly sung by visitors from the heavens, and with each word she sang, the corresponding symbolism quickly increased. The whole world fell silent suddenly, as if it had returned to the beginning of everything, empty except for the abyss lurking in the earth.

The cattle roared in terror and tossed over their owners and their cargo, and people began to frantically gather towards the church, and the stampede in an instant exceeded the number of eucalyptus pieces in a year.

On the outskirts of the city, red tides washed into unsuspecting land, swallowing up farmland and water.

"In the sun does not yet know that their abode ......"

"The moon does not yet know its own brilliance and power......"

"I don't know where the stars are going to shine yet......"

No one could understand the language, but they all understood the meaning of the song the moment they heard it. The approaching light was obscured by a haze that came from nowhere, and there was no wind, and the waves subsided.

The sky was dark, and everything was nowhere to be seen.

Suddenly, a thousand roars exploded, thunder exploded in the air, and the wind blew away the unknown but ominous ballad, covering the uneasiness of the crowd with the intimidation of a tyrant. It was as if there had been an earthquake, all the houses shook violently, the sea and the earth made a low thud, everything on the tables and cupboards fell frantically, gas lamps shattered to pieces on the ground, glass fell like rain on the houses, and people screamed and screamed in pain.

Panic is a prelude, and loss of control is imminent.

"The abyss is here."

"I'm right here."

In an instant, a riot from the heart and emotions swept the whole world.

People roared in horror, their emotions out of control, their panic losing order and fear of death, killing each other like wild beasts in the face of natural disasters, and doing all sorts of unreasonable self-destructive actions.

Offshore, the malice of being ignited in an instant caused an unknown gun to burst the gas pipe, and the raging flames exploded from the streets and buildings of the city, and dangerous flammable and explosive gases gushed out of the pipes, turning into raging pillars of fire, spraying and spitting on the streets.

All of a sudden, the sea lost all light.

In the darkness, a large, hideous silhouette appeared under the sky illuminated by thunder and lightning, as if it were a collection of some kind of malice that had existed since the birth of mankind, all horror itself.

Countless dead branches and roots spread into the distance, and the barren and decaying world spread out, with a desolate dead air.

The great existence from the Second Age to the present, the ancient "Demon King", the "dark side of the universe", has fallen.

Then, the abyss, which had not yet taken shape, suddenly took on a new change. Cities on the southeast coast suddenly shattered, continents shattered, wreckage flowed toward the expanding kingdom of God, blue flames spread across the ground and sea, and lakes of brimstone burned.

"There will be no more righteousness and virtue in this land."

"The good cannot survive here, but the evil are protected by me."

She lifted up her hand, and filth and sin flowed like oil, towards everything in the world.

They cannot be stopped, because malice exists in the hearts of all living beings.

……

In the southern continent.

Prince Grove was obsessed with that elaborate collection, and he took the Wishing Lamp with him wherever he went.

"What about the Red of War? I just need one wish......"

The frequent debriefings and pessimistic tone of his subordinates annoyed him, what was there to worry about? As long as the wishing lamp is in his hand, victory is already in hand! The smile on the corner of his mouth slowly expanded, he reached out to polish the magic lamp, and laughed in a low voice:

"Eternal Lamp God!"

"Please grant my wish."

"Let all the enemies in the city of Behrens who disrespect the Emperor of Rune die!"

Beckland.

The maid closed the windows of the mansion, isolating the shouts and explosions outside.

Audrey sat at her desk, looking worriedly at the horrific riot of the crowd outside the window, Anne walked up and poured Audrey a cup of warm tea, her face a little uneasy:

"Miss, don't look at that, the church and the West Villas field will come out to maintain law and order."

Audrey nodded with a worried face, she was just about to pick up the teacup, when suddenly, a loud bang exploded in the closed window, and a stone was thrown up by someone, smashing the glass of the Hall family mansion!

The noise outside rushed in again in an instant, and it couldn't be stopped. The stone seemed to be some kind of fuse, and in an instant, a series of glass shattering sounds rang out all around, and shrill laughter and obscene curses rushed into the ears of the two ladies. Audrey watched all this in amazement, and with the extraordinary hearing, she even heard someone shouting in the streets, cursing that all the rich and noble should die at once. The expletive was quickly apprehended by the bodyguards and the officers at the West Villas field, but before Audrey could react, blood splattered out with a single gunshot.

She froze at the blood splattering out.

Gunshots rang out in an instant, police officers and bodyguards also fell, and the outside world fell into complete madness.

The maid Anne quickly closed the curtains, she took the silver tray in her arms, and cursed loudly:

"I don't know what they're crazy about! These mud-legged people in the countryside know how to resent the rich, but they don't want to think about who gave them the opportunity to work! They're damn it, how come I don't have a gun? ”

Audrey, who had just come back to her senses, fell into a stupor again, she looked at her gentle and kind personal maid in a daze, and suddenly understood something:

"There was a mass emotional riot!"

Anne and the people outside are controlled in the direction of "malice", is it the extraordinary person of the "audience" channel who did it?

Audrey perked up, and she immediately stood up, leaving Anne with a reassurance and a mental hint of sitting and reading until the chaos outside was over, and then, taking her extraordinary belongings, lifted her skirt and walked briskly outside.

As soon as she reached the hallway of the mansion, Audrey was shocked by what she saw.

She saw that the mixed-race maid who was introverted and talked little was beating another maid frantically, cursing the other party's discrimination and exclusion of herself, and the maid she was pressing and beating was already covered in blood, her teeth and nose bones were broken, and her eyes were constantly bleeding, and she looked dying.

Audrey quickly stopped the half-blood maid with her extraordinary abilities and stepped forward, only to find that the victim had lost her breath.

She will not sin unto death...... Audrey felt a chill run through her heart, and almost instantly the idea of kicking the half-blood maid out of the house rose up, but she struggled to control her thoughts, constantly examining herself and erasing the malicious thoughts.

The half-race maid who was pushed away by her was affected by the "hand of fear" and sat in place trembling, and when Audrey tried to get closer to comfort her, the half-race maid looked at the radiant Miss Hall and suddenly smiled nervously:

"Miss Audrey, why don't you and your brother die?"

Audrey's outstretched hand stopped in mid-air.

"Your brother always flaunted his military exploits, but he killed my grandparents." The half-race maid laughed nervously, "I hate you, and I hate all of you, I hate you damn Northlanders......" She suddenly stood up, her bloody fingers went straight to Audrey, but the next moment, she was shocked by "Long Wei" and fell down, and she didn't stand up for a long time.

“…… I'll take you over to the police. ”

Audrey struggled to calm her breathing, she felt a little dizzy, and immediately turned around and went straight to the area where her parents were.

All the servants along the way seemed to go crazy, and they attacked and cursed each other frantically because of all kinds of trivial matters, big and small.

There were also constant valets who scanned Audrey up and down as she passed by with disgusting eyes, which made Audrey feel chills all over her body, and immediately made them all fall.

Suddenly, as she passed by her father's study, she heard a voice coming from inside:

Hibbert's voice of discontentment:

"Father, why do you still give so much money to that useless charitable foundation? Those poor ghosts who have no morals will not know how to be grateful, they will only pollute the social environment if they live, make us dare not walk at night, and even let the price of food rise! Wouldn't it be better if they really all starved to death because they didn't have anything to eat? ”

Earl Hall's laughter:

"Hehe, Hibbert, there's still a lot to learn. Russell the Great once said that grinding an axe does not delay the time of chopping wood, and that blindly squeezing will not allow the workers and commoners to create more value for us, and sometimes it is necessary to give up some money to make them feel that they are favored, that they can live longer, that they love us more, and that they will work for us willingly......"

Audrey stopped.

She looked at the door of the study, and her outstretched hand slowly fell.

……

"Not bad."

The essential malice in the human heart is stimulated, and sin and filth flow in all places where there are people. The hideous silhouette looked at the chaotic world with a thunderous sound.

Since the beginning of the First Age, countless times have passed, and the "abyss" has finally descended on the earth once again.

"O young gods......"

"You've given me a lot of fun."

Her gaze passed through the extremely distant space, and she said arrogantly and indifferently:

"Now, let me teach you how the Marauders of the Stars fight."

592

Crane opened his eyes, only to see that he had arrived in a dark place.

Soon, when he regained his sight, he realized that it was not the darkness in the room, and it was not yet noon, but the whole darkness of the outside world. The sky in the distance turned out to be pitch black, and the blood was gradually swallowing the sea.

There stood by the window, a man with blond hair and a deep black hair, looking at the horizon without saying a word.

The True Creator...... Crane thought silently, he looked at the other party's hair a few more times, and felt that the gold in the other party's hair seemed to be a lot more than the last time they met.

Just as he was trying to think about what had happened before, the True Creator, who was standing by the window, turned his head and asked him angrily:

"Did you bring the potion materials?"

Crane was stunned for a moment, and quickly nodded.

"Drink." The real creator looked in a terrible mood, "I'm also part of the audience, and your promotion will be a success." ”

Crane tried to guess why the other party was in a bad mood, but he couldn't help but wonder how many people had seen his makeshift drama. He was worried that the audience would not be enough and not prepared, but it seemed that many uninvited audiences had already sat down quietly, such as Adam, such as the real creator, and perhaps the goddess of the night was one of them.

Their "viewing" did help him, but the uninvited feeling only reminded Crane of being like a lion and a bear on a circus show, or a little puppeteer bouncing in the hands of a roadside entertainer.

Crane nodded, silently walked to the table inside, and the same materials flew out, including golden vines and uglier rubber masks, which gradually blended together under the guidance of the spirit and poured into a metal vial.

He took the potion, brought it to his mouth, and poured it in.

The cold potion slid down his throat, causing Crane a little paralysis, a paralysis deep into his soul.

Suddenly, Crane only felt that his spiritual body, along with his flesh and blood, had been divided into countless small parts.

His thoughts were then divided, becoming fragments, combined with different flesh and blood, and having his own consciousness:

This has the painful Crane, this has the arrogant Crane, this has the cold Crane, this has the gentle Crane, this has the self-entertaining Crane, this is Zhou Mingrui, and Sherlock Moriarty, and Gelman Sparrow, and Dawn Dantès!

His entire spirit body seems to have been put into the shredder by someone.

Two meters away, the True Creator watched him quietly, watching as the colored flesh buds stood out, as if they had their own vitality, growing outwards and turning into transparent worms. They shine with one after another three-dimensional layered mysterious symbols, they penetrate the higher levels, connect the underlying laws, and intuitively express abstract concepts such as weirdness, madness, change, power, and knowledge.

And under the clothes, there are also traces of squirming, ups and downs, wanting to go their separate ways!

How do the "Facelings" and "Master Puppets" play different roles for so long? After reaching the high sequence, it is enough to turn the false into the true...... The real creator has not seen the extraordinary person of the mysterious three paths promoted to demigod for a long time, and he still feels a little new for a while.

Countless chaotic roars and whines rang in Crane's ears, and his will was shattered into different worms, his senses layered on top of each other, and everything around him overlapped and covered each other, feeling everything around him in fragments.

But the scenes of the audience appeared in his mind, they were so distinct, and the audience's eyes made Crane gradually regain his self-awareness.

I......

Who am I?

This question was answered by Crane during the "Faceling" stage, and without further thought, he quickly figured out his identity:

A man from a world from the past, reshaped by the fragments of Crane's memories;

One was a "night watchman" at first, then a pirate hunter, and now a rich man, seeing many people;

A person who is not worthy of the name Aurora will be a god, who is still a little confused and unable to integrate into the world around him;

A person who is wise enough to protect himself, afraid of danger, but who can give everything for perseverance;

A guardian, a wretched worm.

The whole finally took shape, and all kinds of knowledge poured out from the depths of the demigod and half-human spirit body, sweeping through Crane's mind, causing him an indescribable impact, and his head seemed to be about to explode.

However, having already begun to develop a divine nature and having experienced many times, he passed this stage with relative ease with a posture of looking down on the sidelines.

The transparent worms on his face, hands, neck, and under his clothing retracted into his body, and he transformed back into the brunette Brown Boy Clean Moretti.

The real Creator watched the whole process and did not make any comments. Although he had a look of "I had long known that Tianzun's backhand would definitely not fail to be promoted", he still felt a little relaxed in his heart.

“…… I know you not only have memories of living in the Northern Continent, but also traveled to the Rorsted Islands, and the Southern Continent. ”

The True Creator spoke in a deep voice, not asking the new Sophist about rituals and any other occult questions, but chatting about inconsequential matters like a friend he hadn't seen in a long time.

"How are you feeling lately?"

Crane was silent for a few seconds, he thought of a lot, a lot to say, but in the end he just nodded:

"It went well."

The True Creator closed the curtains, stopped looking at the scenery outside the window, and turned his face solemnly to Crane:

"Although it's only been a year, I'm sure you've seen a lot and have a general understanding of the world."

Crane nodded quietly.

"You know what I mean, and I'll tell you directly, I still hope you sit in that position."

The True Creator calmly replied, "You have now become Sequence 4 and have acquired divinity, and you will soon realize that divinity will make a great change in your character, allowing you to unconsciously get close to the path itself." But even so, I still hope it's you. ”

"Your situation is very dangerous, but I still have room to do it."

After hearing these words, Crane couldn't help but sigh:

"You don't need to do that much for me at all. I don't have the ambition to become a god, and I can't be a god, all I can do is protect the people around me...... Maybe some donations and aid to the charity sector? Now that Ince Zangwill is dead, and my greatest wish has come to an end, can I let the 'Source Castle' leave me and return me to my normal life, respected true Creator? ”

“……”

The True Creator also sighed, but still said without refusal: "You still need it for the time being. Silver City's plan to save the city hasn't begun yet, and after that, maybe you'll have a new idea. ”

You look like an elder who says "I'll change your mind when you're older...... Crane didn't object anymore, so he just nodded.

tbc

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Hey, his grandmother's, it's finally finished!

Haha, I will take a leave of absence tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.