In the dark night, the rain curtain covering the earth suddenly stopped, and in the shining smoke, countless people seemed to feel something, and raised their sadness, anger, wandering, and frightened... all the faces of various emotions, and in their vision, a light slowly fell from the sky and clouds.

"The direction of the Glash God Palace... a miracle appeared..." Yituni stood in the palace atrium, watching the falling light spots grow bigger, excitedly pinched her fists and shouted: "The Glash God saw our misery, she showed a miracle! Also recognize me! The fact that the legal heir of the Ituni Dark Ki Empire is the one!!"

A loud voice spread, and countless people in the city crossed their fingers toward the falling light ball, and knelt down together, and shed tears.

All prayers, towards the sky.

The falling light spot broke through the clouds, and became brighter and gradually became ignited, dragging up the long tail of flames, like falling meteorites, rushing towards the towering Holy Mountain of Kakaromodo below.

The wrapped flames and white light have a human-like outline, overlooking the vast and vast land under the night sky, which is a beauty that can only be witnessed by the perspective of the gods.

I could appreciate it anytime before, but now I have no mood.

Her name is Grash. She has existed as a god worshipped by mortals for many years. I can't remember it. I only remember this planet that provides her with energy. From her youth to her peak, batches of mortals on the earth have multiplied and died, from living in caves to exquisite buildings, from waving rough wooden sticks to tough and sharp weapons, and magical abilities.

She witnessed a lot, helped them, gained faith, but was not satisfied, because that would not prolong her existence, and the gods would enter a time of exhaustion.

She was not the only one god. There were many gods. They knew each other, and they even made friends and loved each other like mortals. However, the time for the gods was very long. When they closed their eyes a little, everything around them had new changes. I don’t know how long it took, but she suddenly realized that there were fewer and fewer gods in contact with each other.

Part of it dissipated into the endless universe because of the exhaustion of energy, and part of it encountered even more terrifying enemies, devouring galaxies and all giant beasts.

This incident made her feel fear for the first time, fleeing in panic, hiding herself more perfectly.

Soon after, the exhaustion of energy forced her to come out again. This time, she carefully arranged a complete plan to obtain the energy to extend her existence without having to come forward.

Give divine power to the favored planet, support a group of people who are drinking blood and eating meat, give them powerful strength and great faith in themselves, attack the two already prosperous continents, and spread their faith.

Soon, everything was as planned.

Of course, there are also some things that are slightly worse. The mortals who support me have developed better ideas and want to resist. In the end, although she was killed and helped to become the emperor again, such a sudden mutiny would disrupt her steps.

Some changes have to be made.

"Then let the Northern Continent be in a state of food and clothing, addicted to pleasure, and let the people in the Southern Continent work hard to get a better life, and slaves, and rigidize their thinking..."

If such measures were put down, the results were also satisfactory to her. What happened later naturally expanded the spread of faith, recruited more believers, transformed into an army, and then let the royal family serve as commanders. At the same time, they were also cultivated to become the most loyal believer - the God-worshipper.

Use a magic stone unique to this planet to spread it to various planes, build a bridge of contact with it, and then transfer it to the highest god worshipper on the planet, allowing them to attack, absorb the energy of the enemy planet, and provide it to themselves.

This method also successfully avoided the danger of exposing herself. At the same time, she allowed her to continue to exist for a longer time. Many planets dried up in her eyes and turned into purgatory. The living creatures withered, and buried the depths of the universe withered together with the dead planets.

For a long time, those mortals who believed in her continued to support her diligently, and sometimes they felt that this would continue.

Then, at some point, she felt that the conquest of a blue planet failed and her spokesperson disappeared.

Originally, this was an insignificant failure, and the temple would deal with it and choose a new planet to continue the battle.

However, things were not as she expected. The god worshipper who believed most in her most was cut off his head in front of her statue...

She didn't understand why she was diligent and wanted to make herself feel better, so why would anyone always make trouble just for some lost bugs?

The mortal who was making trouble below was also a bug, but it was a little stronger.

But that's fine.

I have been in many years and have not come to this mortal world, so I let them see the glory of God again.

...

The wrapped flames faded, and the howling wind blew in my ears, like a female body falling from a meteor. When countless prayers came, they directly hit the temple on the top of the mountain.

Xia Yi swung his sword and swept away the gravel flying in, and his body retreated sharply. The moment the cloak was squinting on his body, a huge explosion came, and the surrounding buildings collapsed, and the air waves rolled up the rock bricks on the ground, surging up, and blowing away towards the surroundings.

The cloak waved and rolled away the smoke and dust and debris. Xia Yi leaned on the Fang Tian Painting Halberd and firmly fixed his body in place, quietly looking at the center of the explosion ahead.

The sound of collapse gradually stopped, and a figure was coming out in the surging dust, and it gradually became clear in his sight.

The figure was tall and graceful, with a blue robe open in the middle, and the robe on the edge was decorated with golden stripes. Inside was a close-fitting metal armor. Under the shoulder-length hair, there was a neutral face, with clear eyes and a fanatical fighting spirit.

Her slender waist, accompanied by her swaying long legs, took a few steps and stopped at Xia Yi's position more than ten meters away. The gravel that she stepped on under her iron boots turned into powder.

The fingers covered with armor, with sharp fingertips, and a light gently blew across the air in front of him.

Then, the light condensed and was held in her hand, turning into a whip, and the other hand grabbed it in the air, as if holding something.

The flowing air gathered in her hands, and then turned into a light blue sword, with a faint air flow surging on it.

When you wave in the air, there is a gentle whisper of the wind.

"Mortals, I will give you the last chance to become a loyal slave under the command of the gods, and never bear it..."

On the other side, before she could finish her speech, Xia Yi pulled out Fang Tian Hua Ji, cracked the corners of her mouth, and laughed: "I'll choose the second one."

"Do you think you can rely on the weapons in your hands? And your abilities?"

Grash's lips were also outlined and he slowly stepped forward: "...Don't forget, I am a god, I know your origin, foreigner, your name is Xia Yi... right? Become my slave, I can not only help you go back, but also make you the most noble person. You only need to make a little sacrifice... kneel in front of me."

"Haha... Hahaha... I am very stingy and used to being poor, but my bones are very hard, and my knees are knotted and I can't kneel down." As the laughter continued, Xia Yi let go of the painting halberd and held the sadness of Frost.

Opposite, the gods getting closer and closer shook their heads.

"Your confidence is to rely on a magic weapon?"

The dim color and the blue flames pulled the surroundings into the swaying light range. Xia Yi climbed up to Frosty's face, opened his mouth, and made another sound, hoarse and cold.

"You are also invisible to the gods."

Grash, who was walking, was stunned for a moment, stopped and could see through everything in the world. Behind the mortal opposite, a phantom slowly stood up. The black armor, the gloomy and ferocious skulls on both shoulders, the body was majestic and impatient, the long white hair was frost gently caressed in the night wind, with an iron helmet in one hand, and the other hand held the same magic sword as the mortals there.

A huge threat made Glash frown with a faint eyebrows.

"A ghost who is not afraid of being a ghost, even if he lives in a magic sword, he wants to survive in front of me?"

"What if two..."

The phantom smiled. The next second, Xia Yi, who was originally holding the sadness of frost, suddenly trembled, and his closed right eye suddenly opened, and his face also showed a smile like the phantom behind him. The snow-drinking knife on his waist was unsheathed and flew towards his Kongkong's left arm.

puff!

The blade cut through the healing break, Xia Yi gritted his teeth and let out a roar of "Ah--" and the blood arrow shot out. In a blink of an eye, the gushing blood fountain condensed and turned into countless tiny red particles, spreading in the air, linking the flesh and blood of the broken arm.

"Uh--"

The red crystal pillar shook with the roar, and the broken fragments collapsed, revealing the shape of an arm.

Huh… Huh…

Xia Yi gritted her teeth and squeezed the scorching air from her exit. The red palms that were originally tightened, and her fingers were stretched one by one.

Then, he held the snow-drinking knife.

His right eye was snailful pale, and his left eye was staring at Grash opposite him.

"How about this?"
Chapter completed!