When he destroyed 100,000 divine soldiers and descended from the sky, there was no demon behind him, and he knew that he was an outcast, and he couldn't escape from the crusade of the heavens and gods, and he wasn't ready to escape.

calmly went to death, took refuge in the demons, and became a fallen god, he never regretted it.

The blood-colored remnants of the sun that day were extremely beautiful, the entire sky was dyed red, his blood was sprinkled on that land, he became more and more courageous, and his heart was extremely happy, as if he was venting his dissatisfaction with the sky, why did he work hard for half his life, and he really got such a priesthood, the sky is unfair!

With the sword of the god of war, a sword stabbed in the heart, and when the heart that was thumping because of pleasure gradually subsided and stopped beating, he watched his god disappear between heaven and earth, and then ......

And then......

And then what happened?

"Ah!! My head hurts!! Why can't I remember! Why am I still alive!? I should die! Ahhh My head hurts!! ”

Song Wu whispered to Shizun Wu Lingjun and Jiang Qingyu: "He really can't remember, eh......"

The entire space of the reincarnation well shrouded by the enchantment was filled with the roar of the decaying god and decaying wood, and he looked very painful, holding his head all the time, curled up by the well.

Tang Yuan took advantage of the fact that he was repelled from the crack in the reincarnation well, and quickly reused the five-color stone to perfect the repair of the reincarnation well, and by the time the decaying god and decaying wood reacted, his hiding place had already been repaired.

Anger spread in his heart, devouring his reason, and the black mist of the smell of decay began to spread from him.

Song Wu felt a little scary to see him like this, and in the memories stored in her divine thoughts, there were still some pictures of the declining gods, and those pictures were extremely cruel.

She was afraid of this god from the bottom of her heart, because the god of decay can really make a god's divine luck fall to the bottom, and even, it can even absorb the qi of others and turn it into her own power!

Looking at this familiar scene, Song Wu remembered the scene where the decaying god Rotten Wood singled out the thirty-seven gods, the earth-shattering wheel battle of the ghosts and gods, and none of the defeated gods became gods with low luck, you know, the gods are favored by the way of heaven.

And the person who was singled out, the decaying god and the rotten wood became more and more courageous, and his strength was gradually rising.

This picture left a deep impression on Song Wu, and now seeing the picture of the rotten wood about to release its power and open up, Song Wu couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and hurriedly asked, "What should I do next?" ”

In response to her, there was a sound of wind, and Jiang Qingyu felt a breeze blowing up around her, rolling up in the air, it was Shizun.

Wu Lingjun put one hand behind his back, stepped forward and drew a few spells at the decaying god decaying wood, causing the decaying wood to fall from mid-air in an instant.

But the consumption of casting these spells is very large, and the power of the origin needs to be used, in other words, the sudden weakness of the rotten wood now is because of the suppression of Wu Lingjun, and in the face of a fallen god with a godhead, Wu Lingjun's suppression is obviously very difficult.

He fluttered in front of the rotten wood, the rotten wood lowered his head, and the hair like a chicken's nest made Wu Lingjun a little disgusted.

He even wanted to fall into the cracks of the reincarnation well for 10,000 years, that is to say, he hadn't taken a bath for 10,000 years, and his clothes were just tattered, and his hair still looked so dirty, it looked greasy, and he didn't know if there were lice.

The snow-white boots took a step back, and Jiang Qingyu, Song Wu, and Yayin Tang Yuan thought that he was the backlash of the spell, so their steps were unsteady and stepped forward to help.

Wu Lingjun pushed Di Ting away and wanted to support his hooves, and smiled: "I'm fine." ”

Just now, Di Ting made himself bigger, thinking that if the old guy Bai Ze couldn't hold it, he would be kind enough to help bring the person back, but it seemed that he was in good shape, and he couldn't help but say:

"It's okay, just took that step back, I thought you were slacking off in exercise all these years, causing your body to be weak."

As he spoke, he lifted his hooves and licked the fur, then turned his head to lick the fur on his back, with a graceful motion.

Wu Lingjun looked down at the silent decaying god on the ground and asked, "How is it, is it calm now?" Can we talk? ”

The decaying god decayed wood pursed his lips and said after a long time: "...... I don't have much to talk to you about. ”

Although he has a godhead, in fact, his body is not strong, it is equivalent to a paper tiger, and he is very powerful, also because of anger.

Anger can accelerate the burning of his divine power, just that stubble, so that he once returned to the pre-liberation, in the reincarnation well carefully stole the vitality in the reincarnation well, condensed the divine power of 10,000 years, just because of a rage, basically burned out.

He stood poor and white, with nothing, except for the godhead and the constitution of the declining god, and his face was cleaner than his pocket.

In addition, Wu Lingjun also used the origin suppression on him, and now he is just a fish on the chopping board, to be slaughtered.

The decaying god Rotten Wood was about to die and not live in the eyes of everyone, looking at this miserable demigod, he felt both sympathy and hatred in his heart.

The number of gods and demons was not much, and the gods and demons fought against the gods and demons to defect to the demons, which made the combat power of the gods decrease, and later the gods of decline became the vanguard of the demons, and directly destroyed a team of heavenly soldiers sent by the gods with their own strength.

Song Wu even thought about whether the god of decay would not have fallen to the point of sacrificing the seal if the god had not defected to the demon clan back then.

But she thought about it for a while, and sneered at herself, because she thought too much, no matter how much the god of decay is, he is just a god, even if his strength is comparable to that of the god of war, it is definitely not the key to breaking the game.

The demon race has a demon god, and their god race does not have a main god, and the gap between the combat power of the two sides is different here, the military heart, the leader, and there is no main god.

The divine power of the Protoss cannot be replenished, but the Demon Race can have the Demon God to provide them with a steady stream of magical power, this is the gap.

The words of the decaying god and decaying wood made the people present have different thoughts, and they all pondered, and for a while, the entire world of reincarnation was quiet.

Behind the decaying wood, the reincarnation well with one side of gray and one side of white emitted a faint white light.

Although it is called the reincarnation well, it does not look like a well, but a huge mirror, and the restored mirror is as deep as a whirlpool.

The sound of "sucking and sucking" echoed in the enclosed space, and Wu Lingjun couldn't bear it: "Can you stop licking it!?" ”

Di Ting looked up blankly, with an innocent face, and stopped licking his hair aggrievedly.

"Since you are not completely degenerate, and you still retain half of your good thoughts, you are still a member of the Protoss, given your special situation, I don't expect you to get up and stab the demons in the back, but I warn you in the name of the beast god Bai Ze that you are not allowed to stab the Protoss again, did you hear that!?"

Wu Lingjun said bitterly, his plan can't be shattered because of a declining god, in the end, it's really declining!

(End of chapter)