The ruins of Boulder City.

Courtyard.

The old man of the dead wood lies on the rattan chair.

His body flickered and fluctuated, like a holographic projection with a bad signal, and it felt unstable.

It can be clearly seen that the gray-green deep aura, like a cloud of mist, overflows from his body, and drifts in all directions!

This is where he comes from.

As a spirit of the kingdom of God, with the collapse of the kingdom of God, his existence has also been shaken.

But the old man of the dead wood was not worried, and his old face was densely wrinkled, and a pleasant smile bloomed.

"Finally ......"

"It's going to be liberated!"

The old man of the dead wood said excitedly, and he could see that with the gray-green spiritual qi overflowing, a lot of dirty black and red evil power was also extracted from his body as if it was peeling off a cocoon!

This is the evil power accumulated over thousands of years as the 'God of the Fog Forest' who has rebelled against the will of the world!

The old man of the dead wood calculated: "After giving up the divine position and priesthood and sacrificing my body, most of the evil power accumulated in my body has dissipated by ......"

"And after the ritual is opened, with the blood of the old gods, he will lead the flood disaster and destroy the foggy forest kingdom, and he can really reproduce the ancient times, the old gods will end the era and wash the myth of the earth!"

Sacrifice as a sacrifice and return the word to heaven!

The old gods are gone, and the era is ending!

The era changes, everything is reshuffled, and the evil power is self-extinguished!

He settled down and continued to think.

"As it stands."

"The collapse of the kingdom of God has reached about eighty percent, and all the sins on my body can be cleared!"

"At that time."

"Get rid of the shackles of evil power, and once you are at ease!"

The old man of the dead wood muttered to himself, his eyes flashed with essence, and he said excitedly.

"Next, it is to seek the divinity of the gods...... Sacrifice the blood of the gods and get my new life! ”

For the sake of this ritual, the old man of the dead wood threw himself into terror and simply washed away his sins, how could he be satisfied?!

After all, his state is closely related to the kingdom of God, and after the collapse of the kingdom of God, the best result is that it is difficult to maintain and reincarnate!

This kind of reincarnation is not the same as being reborn.

The person cannot be preserved.

Unable to retain strength.

Even memory.

It's hard to say, how much can there be, it all depends on the character!

You can't choose your birth background, it's entirely possible to reopen to a slave house, or you don't have the qualifications to practice!

Really reopened!

The only advantage is that it can be ensured and turned into a human body.

Is it also a consolation prize?

And this, this is still the treatment that only comes after the sins are cleared!

Otherwise, with the evil power of the gods of the Far South, after the body falls, the only outcome is that the evil power will eat the soul and scatter, and even the true spirit will be completely annihilated!

But even this kind of reopening, relatively 'preferential', the old man of the dead wood is not willing.

In case it is reopened to the slave class, or there is no cultivation qualification, this is not a hell difficulty, and it is sent directly?

Even if the reincarnation technique is okay, and there are cultivation qualifications, but ...... Want to return to the realm of the gods? This probability is really ......

Very little!

The old man of the dead wood is not a gambling dog, he really dare not bet!

Not to mention.

Even if the luck is added, everything is going smoothly.

After being reincarnated, he returned to the realm of the gods smoothly...... But is this newborn deity still himself?

"So ......"

"Rather than an ethereal reincarnation, I prefer to hold everything in my hands!"

The old man clenched his fists, his eyes shining.

His choice was to cultivate the Golden Fruit and use it as a dependent object to refine his own flesh!

The Golden Fruit, in the history of the Far South Continent, can turn into a round of sun, support the operation of the world, and nourish all living beings!

This kind of ability, even if it is not fully mature, refining a near-god body, is not a problem!

At that time.

The body and soul of the old man of the dead wood are one, and in an instant, he can step into the realm of the near god (the peak of the fourth order)!

With this kind of cultivation, as a starting point, the realm of the gods is achieved, but Erer.

Even......

"The way of the gods is limited by the world, and it is difficult to be at ease."

"Yaoguang's spiritual immortal path seems to be quite good?"

"Deadwood Makun?"

"Deadwood Daojun?"

The old man smiled.

Immediately, he regained his composure and said to himself, "When the scale of the flood is raised a little more, it is time to hand over all the Secret Book of Oblivion in my hand to him!" ”

"Crazy old god bloodline, against the Nether Mirror incarnation, just ......," the old man of the dead wood smirked sadly.

However.

It was at this time.

His expression changed suddenly, and he looked at the edge of the city!

Looking through the ruins, the old man of the dead wood could see that a young man from the Far South wearing a golden white robe and long braids had stepped into the city!

"Hiss......"

The old man's pupils constricted!

God of the Four Pillars!

Nether Mirror!

"How did he come so fast?!" The old man was caught off guard.

Ever since the Nether Mirror entered the Kingdom of God, he has been spending his divine power to mislead and buy time for himself to avoid directly confronting the Nether Mirror!

This countermeasure, coupled with the random teleportation when entering the kingdom of God.

The Nether Mirror, separated from his two slaves, was able to be broken separately.

But now.

This strategy is ineffective!

He hadn't induced Su Ye to go crazy yet, but the Nether Mirror had already arrived!

"It's coming too fast, it's troublesome!"

The old man frowned.

Once again, things were out of his control!

Immediately, he gritted his teeth and flashed a fierce color: "Then you can only ......"

Airplanes.

Divine power fluctuated.

Diverging into the distance, it seems to summon something!

Faced with the crisis, the old man could only play the trump card in his hand.

- Fifth-Order Aberrant Creature!

……

Meanwhile.

The golden and white robe reaches the ground, and the ghost mirror is leisurely and indifferent, walking on the city streets.

And right in front of him, densely packed, hideous and terrifying fungal living corpses, almost occupying the entire street, trampling and crowding each other, roaring and rushing at him!

It's like Resident Evil, it's terrifying!

"Boring."

The Netherworld Mirror looked calm and said lightly.

Syllable.

He snapped his fingers.

Time seems to stand still.

In the entire ruins of the Megalith City, there were 100,000 fungal living corpses, and at this moment, they came to a standstill!

Airplanes!

Be able to see.

Just under the body of the fungal living corpse, their shadows suddenly activated!

Hastily!

Shadows rise, and pitch-black tentacles dance wildly, wrapping the fungal living corpse tightly!

Immediately afterwards, like the king squid preying, he dragged the living corpse corresponding to himself into the shadow!

Disappear without a trace!

The shadow activates and drags the body into the shadow?!

Such methods are beyond common sense!

After taking care of the living corpses all over the city, the expression of the Netherworld Mirror remains unchanged, simple and waveless.

Maybe for him, it's just a trivial matter?

Forthwith.

His steps shrank into inches.

Towards the old man of the dead wood, the courtyard where he is, move forward quickly!

Crisis!

But......

Right now.

Rumble!

Thunderous roar, roaring roar!

The earth trembled violently, as if some giant beast was rushing towards it!

"Oh?"

Nethermirror turned its head.

……

(End of chapter)