[Location: In the distorted space of the outer circle of the mountain and sea boundary]

The suppressed god of chaos was thrown into the turbulent current, towards a sparsely populated world of sand and dust.

It was a cage for the temporary immobilization of these mighty men.

A dragon-headed mountain god indifferently threw a god sealed in amber into that world, and after the giant amber broke away from the mountain and sea realm, it accelerated along a twisted passage leading to the sand and dust world, heading straight for the world.

It didn't take long for the amber to fall into the barren world.

In an instant, the sealed amber shattered, the uncontrollable god sat on the earth, a huge amount of matter was swallowed by him, and the swarming torrent of matter seemed to create a whirlpool on the continent, and when it was constantly inhaled, the infinite brilliance bloomed, like a brilliant gem, and in the center of the light cluster, the hideous giant face of the god could be vaguely seen.

It didn't take long for the power of his rampage to destroy everything, and the barren world of sand and dust continued to spread farther to the surface under the influence of the magic he unleashed, eventually becoming a vast expanse of terrifying dark purple earth.

All life withered in an instant.

This dust world, which could have existed for hundreds of millions of years, completed its journey for billions of years in less than an hour.

With a flash of bright light, the sand and dust world then crumbled and disappeared, and the rapidly expanding mana circle seemed to burst the world, turning the earth into a balloon that had been blown up.

"Are you feeling depressed?" The mountain god said.

"Another world of sand and dust has been destroyed, like morning dew exposed to the scorching sun."

"Then think about the years when the gods fought non-stop, how much the big world that was more active than these sand and dust worlds was ravaged and destroyed in the endless war in the mountains and seas, and the wails of countless living beings have not been extinguished, so you won't be so sentimental."

The sentimental god ignored the words of the mountain god, but said to the four-armed mountain god: "We don't know much about the world protected by King Yu and others, can you really be sure that the world can suppress Xiangliu?" ”

The god's voice was low: "After all, that is the strongest god under the seat of the god of water, if you really go crazy and no one cures it, there will be endless cholera, and then the strong people of that world will come to the door, it will also be a bad thing." ”

The four-armed mountain god said: "I have also discussed this with other mountain systems, the situation in that world is special, and the frequency of strong people is quite high, but just in case, it is better to make more preparations, at least after someone finds it, it proves that we have worked hard."

Didn't some of the visitors to that world get a puppet mask that invites the gods? Respond to the call more often and weaken Xiangliu as much as possible. ”

"It's extreme, it's extreme, it's as it should be." The gods chimed in.

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"It's not good, the Xiangliu, the god body that I came!"

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"Brave man, evil god, eat me with a stick...... No, how could she still unfold a mythical form? ”

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"It's not good, this evil god can't cut it!"

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"Ah, don't come here!"

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"Another god to help that kid fight, I want to recuperate." The mountain god sat down sullenly.

“……”

"Speak! Where are the gods? ”

"The mountain god, that child's soul doesn't seem to be able to support it, we, if we come down again, he will be finished directly!"

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【Venue: Tiandu University】

"The next thing is about the relevant affairs of this semester, after a while, Mr. Jiang Mengjiang will be part-time charge d'affaires for the accounting 271 class.

There is also a question about this year's semester......"

Zhang Zichuan was a little anxious and tried his best to make more arrangements in the limited time.

But today he felt that his body was in good shape, his mind was clear, and his mind was quick, and it stands to reason that during this time, he had been tossed by the storm mana left by the mountain in his body like a candle that was about to burn out.

But today, the flame of this faltering candle burned like never before.

The pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow disappeared, and his body suddenly became less heavy, and this feeling of relief allowed him to explain as much as he could to the students below.

The students in the accounting class looked at each other, and always felt that Mr. Zhang Zichuan, who suddenly came back from the hospital, said a little too much.

There wasn't much he wanted in his life, nothing he could protect.

Now quietly looking at the figures of these young people, I suddenly feel that my battles over the years seem to have some meaning...... This phantom pain gave him a sense of happiness.

"So you class leaders here, you must also actively lead the class ......," he said anxiously, and he could no longer see the students' faces clearly due to the residual power of the mountain swing.

His unfocused eyes made his eyes look dead and empty, and he wouldn't even be able to walk normally if it weren't for the fact that the heart eye activated by the spell knife for many years could "see" the world on his behalf.

"Teacher Zhang, your face is very bad...... "A student noticed that something was wrong and whispered.

"We know, teacher, do you want to sit down and get some rest?"

Zhang Zichuan felt that the flame in his heart seemed to be weakening, and at this moment, he suddenly felt a cold to the bone.

The remaining mountain magic power in his body completely stopped moving at this moment.

However, this is not a good thing.

He was spying on his surroundings with his [Heart Eye], and he clearly felt the root of the silence of the mana in his body that was about to torture him crazy-

In Tiandu University, there is an incomparably terrifying existence that is reviving, as if it is about to drown the whole world.

The origin mana of such a terrifying mountain wave was also silent at this moment, facing the existence that was about to awaken.

"Silly boys, run!"

He wanted to shout out this, but the next moment, he suddenly laughed.

Maybe this is the fate he should have, he didn't abolish his magic power in the first place, just for this day.

His mind flashed through the content of the previous chat with Zhou Beimo, a student who had become a mythical spellmaster.

"Posthumous Spells...... Is it? ”

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Zhang Zichuan lowered his head slightly, and in a trance, he seemed to hear a cold voice echoing in his ears.

"You're up to the mark?"

"Hmm."

"Your corpse will never rest until your vow is fulfilled."

"I know."

"Your soul may no longer be able to transcend, trapped in a body after death, tormented."

"I understand."

"You're going to go crazy forever."

"It's okay."

"You haven't gone to see your daughter one last time."

When the words fell, he was silent for a moment, and his body was already cold, with a smile on his face: "It's because I want to protect the world with her that I have to stand up again." ”

The voice of the mystery paused for a moment, and there was a hint of emotion in his voice:

"So...... Stand up, warriors! ”

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Zhang Zichuan fell into madness.

Death turned into his blade once more, and his hollow body was ignited by hatred and hatred.

His soul was already in a state of confinement, and an unseen soul sword light flew up from the campus and crashed into a dormitory building, instantly severing the connection between Sang-ryu, who was about to recover, and a teenager wearing a sacrificial mask.

The power that was about to invade the real world was cut off in an instant.

His gaze drifted and he fell straight down.

"This time...... I did it. ”

When he was admitted to the hospital room, he had stopped breathing.

In the morgue, Zhang Zichuan fell asleep quietly, as if he was going to sleep forever.

Until...... The terrifying mana reappeared.

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In the midst of the chaos, a pair of eyes full of murderous intent opened.

"Kill ......" the blade turned into Yin Water fell into his hand again, "Stand up, he is not yet controlled, protect ...... Student. ”

He let out a hoarse wail: "Kill him!" ”

[Memories are completely fragmented]

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"Teacher Zhang, he is also your student!" Jian Youyue said loudly.

"Are you...... Student? ”

The knife stopped in front of Ning Pingle like this, and Zhang Zichuan's cloudy eyes seemed to be a little clearer.