In the void, there is a floating island that is not too big or small.

A dim shroud of light enveloped the three-square-kilometer island, insulating everything inside from the void outside.

The floating island was dead silent, as if there was nothing special, until a cloudy yellow-brown light fell.

It easily pierced through the reticle and hit the surface of the island.

There was a loud "boom", accompanied by continuous flashes, and it was the aura of chaos that began to spread out on this dead island.

In the cluster of light, a whole bunch of things that looked like small eye demons emerged from it. It's just that they're more ugly than the Eye Demons.

The Eye Demon was a large eyeball with a large handful of relatively small tentacles, these things were the size of a water tank, a large bloody mouth containing a large bloodshot eyeball, and its five tentacles were covered with short, thick spikes like thorns.

The kind of asymmetrical shape that can persecute people with OCD is very ...... Chaos!

The appearance of these creatures was like a hornet's nest, countless dirt and stone slabs were lifted from the ground, and in the white ice coffins, the white cloaked spirit guardians rose to the coffin, armed with harpoons and bows and arrows, and heroically launched a response to the intruders.

They ran faster and faster, and when they took their first step, they still staggered, and after only three steps, they became fully formed spirit warriors, and it was difficult to tell from the appearance whether they were living or spirits.

They unleashed one nature spell after another, wreaking havoc on the intruders, and some of their eyeballs tried to escape, but were overtaken by flashes of spiritual power. The big eyeball swelled up, and then exploded on the spot, and there was a scene of flesh and blood flying everywhere.

However, the Guardian's effective response ends here.

Another cloudy ball of light, and an extremely chaotic three-headed creature appeared.

Don't be in a hurry to shout that this thing with a thirty-meter-long dog body is a three-headed dog or something, it is a stitching monster, it is indeed a dog head in the middle, but on the left of its shoulder is the head of a black dragon, and on the right is a bear head.

The earth began to tremble, and the air was filled with frost, corrosion, and heat.

The bear's head began to roar, the dragon's head began to growl, and the dog's head was actually trying to gnaw on the dragon's head's neck, which itself was a crazy creature that shouldn't exist.

The dragon head on the left spat out a terrible acid at the temple ruins in front of it, and the places where the rancid acid spread, the houses, the plants that had long since dried up, and even the hard floor tiles, began to be dissipated by the acid into large and small potholes;

The bear head on the right summoned a dense ice ball into the sky, and the Guardian turned into ice sculptures on the spot, even if he was not stoned to death.

The doghead in the middle found that he couldn't bite his companion's neck, and instead went crazy and stretched his neck. Only then did the guardian realize that the dog had actually attached a piece of the dragon's neck, which allowed the dog's head to reach the ground.

It opened its jaw, biting frantically, biting one Guardian after another and munching on.

The Guardian's bones made a continuous, crisp sound.

A priestly Guardian held aloft a necklace made of blue and white ice crystals as a holy relic, and shouted in a voice full of sorrow and desolation, "What have you done! Blasphemer! This is the land of the gods of XXXX! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the priest was stunned, and he was horrified to find that he could not pronounce the names of the gods he had worshiped for thousands of years.

The dog head in the dog-shaped stitching monster on the opposite side actually spat out and laughed hideously: "Idiot! Your god has fallen! ”

"Huh!?"

For this spirit pastor who has been in his duty for thousands of years, that's heaven...... Collapsed!

On this day, in a small kingdom in the north of the Karak Empire, in a small temple where there were not many believers, the prayer hall echoed as always with the uniform evening prayers led by priests. But the white-patched bishop suddenly opened his eyes with palpitations, and found that from that moment on, there was no longer a response from the territory where the messenger who had kept him in touch with his heart was located.

"Pastor! Icon...... The icon is down! ”

The cries of terror rang along with the alarm bells of the Temple—

I don't know how many fanatics woke up from their sleep as soon as they fell asleep, and their backs were covered in cold sweat.

In their shared nightmare, they see their gods being dragged into a mire of chaos, devoured by a terrifying monster.

They believed that they had absolute devotion to a particular deity, but when they tried to pray in fear, they were shocked to find that they could not pronounce the name of the deity.

It was as if their faith had been swallowed up.

This commotion is not big or small, but it was still noticed by those who were interested and transmitted back to the physics school.

Originally, with the intelligence ability of the physics school, he would definitely not be able to understand what was happening three thousand miles away, who called Lei someone to collect a bunch of loiters recently.

When Sanders gathered this information to Wren, Wren was stunned for a moment: a group of gods prayed and found that they had forgotten who they believed? Is this a collective dementia episode?

"Your Excellency Tesla, do you want to spread this news to the second-generation disciples?"

Wren saw Sanders' solemn look and immediately realized that this should be a very important piece of information. The problem is that he, a legendary archmage who relies on his apprentices for food, was a player before he crossed over. For games with a lot of text, he will choose to skip it a lot of times.

Now it's all right.

Maybe he didn't know what the background of the previous games was.

But in front of the followers of his apprentice, he has to maintain his image as a master outside the world. You can't always ask Sanders, "Is this really that serious?" "Let's go.

Wren asked quietly, "How long has it been since the Kaos world has tried this?" ”

"It's been a hundred years." Sanders bowed respectfully.

Well, this means that you haven't tried it since the end of the Dharma era?

Wren pretended to be calm and said lightly: "What are you afraid of, there is a tall man on top when the sky falls." ”

Sanders was visibly relieved: "Understood. I will pass it on to all the second-generation disciples. ”

When the conscientious shadow dancer circulated the news among the second generation of disciples, Downs, Harry and other young people collectively knocked out a question mark. On the contrary, Barende and Vondak, who rushed to hear the news, looked extremely solemn.

Downs couldn't help but ask, "What does this mean?" ”

Vondarke pondered his words: "If I'm not mistaken, it means that a god has fallen, and in a way that violates the laws of the world, and the world has erased the mark of his existence. The last time this happened was when the gods were at the beginning of the end of the law. ”

"Then what Master means ......"

Vondark's reaction was surprisingly consistent with Sanders's initial reaction: "Master's strength is really beyond the reach of our disciples." What he meant was that if such a 'trivial matter' as the battle of the gods really happened, he would carry it. ”

At this moment, Wren, who was secretly peeping at the screen, fell to the ground on the spot, and an indescribable grief and indignation surged up from the bottom of his heart:

Grass! The tall one is actually me!?

(End of chapter)