The darkness gradually eroded the last bit of light in front of him.

Every inch of skin felt the constant coldness around them.

This is an unusual cold, and Zhao Qi knows that this is yin qi.

Since the strange resurgence and the arrival of demons, yin energy has begun to fill every inch of the earth.

Where yin energy exists, it means that demons are rampant.

And in the confrontation with demons, any carelessness may lead to death, so in this darkness, Zhao Qi was so cautious that he even consciously slowed down his breathing.

He didn't know where he was, but in the five years he had been dealing with demons, Zhao Qi had watched familiar people die one by one.

This made Zhao Qi no longer afraid of death, and even death was more like a relief for him.

But as a general in the human camp, Zhao Qi did not allow himself to die in such a daze, at least in his opinion, there were still many things that had not been done at the moment.

"Buzz ......"

A burst of tinnitus came, and Zhao Qi suddenly felt dizzy.

Then, in the midst of this endless darkness, a white light appeared, dispelling the darkness and becoming more and more dazzling.

When the white light gradually covered Zhao Qi's body, the tinnitus gradually subsided, and was replaced by a familiar old voice.

"Myth is the explanation and explanation of natural or social phenomena observed or experienced by ancient human beings, but this explanation has been processed by fantasy and has become an imaginary reality.

Mythology can reflect the national characteristics from the side, which everyone should have experienced in many myths and legends......"

As the light dissipated, everything that came into view made Zhao Qi feel stunned.

A history book with many traces of pictures; the young and immature familiar face beside him; and on the podium, the stern but calm old professor in memory.

This professor Zhao Qi is no stranger, in other words, this environment makes him feel a sense of familiarity that he has not seen for a long time.

He had spent four years like this, because it was clearly his former college classroom.

At present, the old professor is teaching a history class, and he just mentioned the role of myths and legends in history, and the meaning of existence.

This made Zhao Qi feel a mess in his mind.

How is this possible?

College classrooms?

He observed his surroundings without a trace, whether it was his classmates or the professor on the podium, they were all the appearance of his memory.

But now that so many years have passed, everything has been completely different, and even among these people, Zhao Qi also saw people who unfortunately died in the demon war.

This is indeed a class in memory, but this ......

Zhao Qi frowned slightly, and many speculations appeared in his mind.

Could it be that he fell for the illusion of a demon?

There is no shortage of demons who are good at using illusions, and once they get lost in illusions, they are likely to be trapped there forever.

But this scene didn't look like an illusion, and he didn't notice the slightest fluctuation of yin qi.

Could it be ...... Am I born again?

Zhao Qi touched his pocket, and then took out his mobile phone from it and took a look.

[July 19, 2023]

Now, it's actually 2023?

There are still ten years left before the demon comes......

2033 ......

This year is like the end of the world pronounced by God for mankind.

All the demons and monsters that originally only existed in legends began to enter the world from unknown places with the revival of yin energy.

Yin Qi is raging, a hundred ghosts are nocturnal, the moon is turning scarlet, and humanity has also encountered an unprecedented major crisis.

At the beginning, it was okay, it was relatively safe during the day, but at night, the doors and windows were blocked early, and no one dared to set foot on the night road.

But as the Yin Qi became more and more rampant, within a few years, even during the day, humans had to be on the lookout.

Ghosts and demons are rampant, and their numbers are increasing, and in just one year, the number of human deaths has reached a record high in recent years.

Some people lost hope for the future and hung themselves on the beams of their homes, but they did not know that even after death they would have a rare day of rest.

Those who still had a strong will to survive struggled to resist under the official organization, and continued to flee, and after five years, only three human strongholds remained from the original thirty-two.

Of the more than one billion people, more than 100,000 people are still surviving in the past ten years.

Humanity has lost its homeland, and war songs composed of blood and tears are staged almost every day on this land.

In order to cover the evacuation of others, the fighters used their bodies to form a defensive line.

Scholars are constantly changing hiding places just to find a way to defend against demons.

This is a desperate five years, and it is also a five years when the people say that God will not open their eyes.

And Zhao Qi, carrying this despair and loneliness, led the last team to the end, until the world was annihilated, everything was turned to ashes, and everything was over......

And yet at this time!

Looking at all this in front of me, everything that is calm and uneventful, but full of warmth.

All that emerged from Zhao Qi's chest was hope!

The tragedy of the past is vivid, which makes Zhao Qi a little distracted.

But, ten years later, all this will happen again!

"No!"

"It's only been ten years, though."

"But I still have a chance to ......"

A look of determination flashed in Zhao Qi's eyes, in the five years since the demon came, Zhao Qi was hovering on the edge of life and death every day.

He has witnessed many human sufferings, and he has also seen songs of blood and tears.

In this moment, he realized what he was reborn for!

"But what should I do to prevent the demon from happening?"

Zhao Qi was a little dazed, and suddenly found that even if he was reborn, he still couldn't do anything, so he could only wait silently for the arrival of ten years later?

But at this moment, he was suddenly stunned, and only then did he inadvertently turn around, and his back touched the backpack behind him.

There seemed to be something very hard inside, and Zhao Qi's back hurt.

With doubts, Zhao Qi turned around and opened his backpack, and took out a scroll-shaped thing from it, the outer layer was a very rough stone package.

"It's ......"

At this moment, a scene flashed in Zhao Qi's mind.

It was the last battle before he died, and the last lonely road, he led the last team of survivors to pass through an abandoned old museum, and picked up this scroll-like thing inside, with only three words on it: God List!

But Zhao Qi didn't think much about it at the time, and threw it away, because in the years since the demon came, human beings have been confused.

At the beginning, when humans saw the demons coming, they were still expecting a god to come to save the world. But with humanity on the verge of extinction, people are already disappointed.

There are obviously demons in the world, and they can use magical spells, but why are there no immortals?

Therefore, Zhao Qi was very disdainful of this rather mythical 'God List' and threw it away.

But now, how can this thing be in his own hands?

It was reborn with me?

Zhao Qi sat in the corner of the classroom, and no one noticed him.

At this moment, he looked at the god list in his hand in disbelief, this thing doesn't look big, but the weight is really not light.

Just as Zhao Qi's hand touched the rough stone substance on the outer layer, a tingling pain came from his fingertips, reaching the bottom of his heart.

"Hiss......"

The so-called ten fingers connected to the heart, Zhao Qi suddenly withdrew his hand like an electric shock.

However, it was in this process that a drop of blood was thrown out from the wound on his finger and dripped on the god list.

"Click!"

Before Zhao Qi could inspect the wound on his hand, cracks began to appear in the outer stone of the Fengshen List.

Immediately after, the drop of blood quickly disappeared, as if absorbed.

"This ......"

Zhao Qi's eyes widened, and he looked at the god list in his hand in disbelief, and the stone substance was falling off little by little.

The next moment, Zhao Qi only felt that his body was light, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he had arrived in a strange space that he had never seen before.

There was nothing in this space, only a scroll of golden light released in the air in front of him.

The scroll slowly opened in the golden light, and as Zhao Qi approached, the golden light condensed some words.

"The way of heaven is clear, and it has its own way. Chaos is coming, and the gods are waiting for nothing. “

"Those who hold this list have to bear the mandate of heaven. Feng God is on the list, defend Tiangang! ”

Eight sentences came into Zhao Qi's eyes, and he only felt that there was an extra warm current in his mind.

These eight words are not obscure, and there is a consciousness, which makes Zhao Qi instantly understand the role of this thing - to become a god again and protect the world!

In an instant, Zhao Qi received a lot of information from the God List, and when he knew everything, the blood called 'hope' in his heart began to ignite and boil!

"I'm back in 2023."

"There are still 10 years to ......"

"It's not started yet."

"I still have a chance!"

"There is still a chance in the world!"

"There is still hope for humanity!"

Looking at these golden handwriting in front of him, the hope that had been sealed in Zhao Qi's heart was rekindled again.

The future of mankind is not predestined, at least now Zhao Qi already knows that all this can be changed.

Prosperous cities will no longer be devastated, and humanity will no longer have to abandon their homes and run from place to place.

Zhao Qi came back to his senses and had detached himself from the unknown space, and the god list seemed to be ordinary again.

With a somewhat trembling hand, he picked up the pen on the table.

It had been a long time since he had touched this thing in his memory.

With his rapid breathing, Zhao Qi recalled those who had died in battle to perpetuate the flame of humanity.

I recall in my mind the deafening cry of their deathbed:

"The world is bright, and the fire is not extinguished!"

The scenes of the past jumped in front of him, Zhao Qi took the pen and wrote a few big characters on the white paper, and the pen was like a knife!

"Qin Tianjian in the world, the era of the gods!"