On March 23, the West Mountain, darkness fell.

Starting from the first ray of dark clouds that emerged on the west side of the sky, large and thick clouds were spreading from west to east. The light of the sunset was swallowed up by black clouds, leaving only a little light that dyed half of the sky into a deep purple. The monsters living around the Black Forest of Xishan seemed to smell some terrible smell. They all looked up at the sky, and saw that the sky was already thunder and clouds were surging.

The wind comes with the clouds. The sea water brought by the Western Ocean Current is coming towards the mountains and forest covers at a speed of twenty meters per second. They are blocked by the many peaks in the west, so they turn into huge cumulonimbus clouds. Accompanied by a sudden thunder, countless huge raindrops fall like hail. The majestic rain washes everything in the world with an unparalleled momentum.

This is the unique "stormy season" in the spring of Xishan. During the rainy season, even the monsters will retreat to their nests and wait for the rain to end, not to mention humans who are more vulnerable than the monsters. If necessary, even adventure groups in the wild will find a place to stay in order to prevent them from getting lost in the dark and cold rain.

This is a magnificent and dull season. Due to heavy rain, countless mountain roads and canyons that had been dry for a long time began to flow. As time goes by, many streams in the mountains began to surging, and finally turned into large rivers that flowed. Between the forests, countless seemingly ordinary cracked lands began to absorb water and expand rapidly, and finally turned into muddy wetlands and swamps. After half a year of silence in the soil, various wetland monsters and insects began to recover from dormancy.

The Xishan Mountain in the rainy season and the Xishan Mountain in the dry season are completely different worlds. At this time, even the dragons dare not enter the forest and the mountain gorge at will. No one knows how many strange creatures will awaken at this time and what kind of terrible abilities they have. A wealthy man offers rewards of specimens of unique monsters in the rainy season, but even if he hangs a high price of 150,000 Yeli gold coins, no one cares about it all year round.

However, in this wonderful and terrifying season, on this land that is well-known but not understood by everyone in the West Mountain, there is a figure with a sword walking in the rainstorm.

It was a man wearing an ordinary hooded robe and carrying a standard iron sword on his back. He walked in the rainstorm, but his clothes were not wet at all. It was not that the rain was discharged by force, but that the raindrops could be seen through him. Countless huge raindrops passed through the man's body like phantoms, but he was not a phantom. Every time he stepped on, the man would leave a clearly visible shoe print on the ground.

The extreme contradiction happened to him, but it was inexplicably harmonious, as if everything should have been like this.

As the men walked along the way, all the monsters along the way seemed to sense something extremely terrible. Their faces changed drastically and they fled in fear. Even the big gold-level monsters and the king of monsters of extreme spirit did not hesitate at all. They were familiar with the aura of this man because decades ago, this man had killed their ancestors and fathers in a single room, and the sword marks and blood stains flowed from him to kill cultists and monsters in the entire West Mountain.

When he arrived at the center of the Black Forest, the man took off his hood and revealed his true face. He was very tall, about two meters long. The ordinary strong man looked like a boy in front of him, but his figure was thin. His handsome and vicissitudes of face looked too cold as if he was cutting a knife and an axe. His blue eyes deepened this. He had long light purple hair and a long ponytail tied behind his head. The man pulled out the seemingly ordinary iron sword on his back and stood casually on the earth.

The holder of the Silver Oak Sword, the Lord of Mistertin, the Holy Sword Envoy, the West Mountain Sword Saint, and Lamot Telnan stood in the heavy rain. Although he did not move, the beasts and monsters within a radius of hundreds of miles began to flee from the Sword Saint in a hurry. He raised his head and looked at the gloomy sky.

"I'm ready."

Ramot said this, as if he was talking to himself, but then a small light white light curtain appeared beside him, and the serious face of the Seven Gods Pope Iger: "Please, Ternan. Xishan is the center of the world back then, and the Xishan Seal is also the main core of the former seal of the Gods, and you can only take action."

"No need to worry, as a human being, it's my duty."

Nodding, the Sword Saint replied faintly, then he looked up at the still dark sky and murmured to himself: "It's coming."

And in the next moment, a pure white light pierced the gloomy sky, and cut the thick black clouds like a sharp blade. It drooped from the rainstorm, like climbing the pure white ladder of the sky. But then, more lights emerged one after another, one white light after another pierced from the sky like a sharp sword. In just a few short seconds, the originally dark and gloomy West Mountain shone brightly, and countless lights that seemed to come from heaven shot into the world.

No, it is not as if it is, because that is the light from heaven and the light from God.

The Holy Sword Sect envoy Ramot Ternan looked at the thousands of god lights that were like sharp swords falling from the end of the sky. A faint smile appeared on his cold face. In his light blue eyes, you could see that the end of the world was slowly bulging, and the space at the edge of the Mycrov world was twisting, as if something huge was approaching from the void, trying to integrate into this world. Countless lights shot out from the raised cracks in the space, shining on the earth in the rain.

It was a world-boundless world. Driven by the great demon tide, the land of gods that were originally hanging around the world of Mycrov was slowly integrating into the main material world. It was supposed to be a great impact that destroyed the world and completely subverted the entire ecosystem. However, under the coordination of the gods of the Star Descent Era, it was peacefully integrating into the entire world.

Looking at this scene, the Sword Saint slowly raised the sword in his hand. In his hand, the ordinary black iron sword was burning. In the blazing white flame, a handful of hard words was difficult to describe, and he didn't even know if it was the "thing" of the sword appeared between heaven and earth.

It was a phantom, a shadow with only flat surfaces. No matter what angle it looked at, it was a subtle line, as if it had no thickness at all. The reason why this line could be observed was that it was glowing, extremely sharp, as if the sword light could cut off everything illuminated most of the black forest. Lamot held this "sword". He took a deep breath. The sword light penetrated his body without any shadow. The sword saint held a sharp sword that was so sharp that it had no thickness, and then inserted it into the earth with his backhand.

Suddenly, blazing white light patterns appeared on the dark brown earth. It penetrated the soil rock formations and the crust lava. It passed through the mantle and came to the deepest part of the ground, an extremely huge "cocoon" of a lava ball.

The cocoon is shaking, it is like the heart of the world, driving the pulse of lava. The heart is covered with layers of black air, and the curse and chaos aura visible to the naked eye spread, and the fallen runes appear in the surrounding sea of ​​magma.

At this time, it was spreading with fluctuations, one after another, and one mortal can't be detected, but for the strong, it was clearly visible and spreading endlessly towards the void. But at this moment, a bright white light pierced the earth, dispelling endless curse and black air.

Taking the sword saint Lamot Ternan as the source, a light went down to the center of the earth and up to the celestial top. The sacred light from the Wuwang Heaven determined the coordinates because of the sword light. Countless white holy lights began to focus on the sword saint. From a distance, it looked like countless light columns were gathering, and finally turned into a white line to pierce the sky and the earth, and it connected the void and the center of the earth, like a guided road sign, causing the entire Wuwang Heaven to fall in the corresponding direction.

At this moment, the emperor on the throne stood up in the north. He came outside the high-altitude observation deck, where there was a black and red dragon waiting for it. Isrell stood on the dragon's head. He held the dragon spear in his hand, laughing and gathered his strength with his dragon. Then he made the same move as the swordsman. Suddenly, the burning sun shone from the sky, activateing the huge seal underground in the north.

Far south, the old pope stood on the top of the holy mountain. He held a scepter and paused the handle on the top of the mountain. Circles of translucent apertures emitted, and the holy breath penetrated into the earth across a distance of tens of millions of meters, wrapping up the huge mark on the bottom of the sea in the south.

In the eastern plain, the elemental controller stood on the top of the Guantian White Tower. The entire white tower was a huge wedge. It penetrated deep into the ground and extended to an uncountable depth. The elemental controller activated this ancient magic array originally guarded by the Seven Stars Council, but after hundreds of years of improvement by the White Tower Master, in an instant, the majestic elemental light formed a huge magic array that stretched for hundreds of miles at the bottom of the white tower. It extended to the periphery of the earth and suppressed the magic array of this earth.

A dazzling light shot out from the top of the sky, illuminating the dark night of March 23, 837. This light was like the dawn, lit up this era. The greatest change that the demon tide might bring to Mycrov is turning into reality, and the boundless heaven is integrating into this ancient world.

Heaven falls into the world, so even without the sun, the deep darkness is dispersed.

It's dawn.

With the Mycrov world as the core, waves of indefinite waves appeared in the surrounding space-time domains, but on the contrary, the violent throbbing was transmitted to the hearts of all the powerful people in the surrounding void world. This throbbing was oppression that surpassed everything, and was an aura that was enough to seal the gods, seal the world, and completely suppress everything. At this time, the Mycrov world was like the dawn emerging in the darkness, clearly informing the surrounding darkness, evil and order of their own "existence" and "power".

The ancient civilization that has been silent for thousands of years is awakening, and they are restoring their ancient glory.

The vast void, the endless world, thousands of civilizations and existences, either powerful or weak, were alarmed. They felt this light, so they fired whistles, set up magic circles, and tried to observe the source of light in the distant void. In the turbulence of time and space, the giant beast in the void turned its head comparable to the head of a mountain, and the gods in the other world remained silent.

"That is the light that shines all worlds in the past..."

"Danarros should avoid it."

"They woke up... and with the darkness, the demon tide brought new eras and disputes."

"Where do we go?"

In the void, there were few people surviving the disaster a thousand years ago trembling. They were not afraid of the light, but fearing the darkness that had come back from afar. The wars of the past seem to have not ended, and the dispute between order and chaos seemed to be about to unfold on their side again, and they were still powerless.

"The time is here."

In the Abyss of Dragon Sleeping, the King of Black Dragon Kearno opened his dragon eyes and looked up at the thick black clouds above the Poisonous Sea, as if he could see through the void: "The Dragon God is heading to the world of Mycrov. If we want to join, this is the last chance."

The King of Blue Dragon Retia was silent. It remembered the advice made by its two friends, Barniel and William. The King of Green Dragon Bonall shook his head, but did not reply. In response, the Nether Sea Dragon snorted coldly and then tore up the space. The fragments of the space next to the crack of time and space were scattered, and it had disappeared into the abyss.

In the sea of ​​void, a huge beast turned its huge body and wandered in place under the light. It seemed to be hesitating, but soon, the giant beast named Leviathan made a decision. It swayed its body and flew rapidly towards the source of the light.

In the Sixth Abyss, two black shadows flew out of the Fortress of Tears. They were flying black and gray, like ink, and two oscillating space-time fluctuations covered their bodies. Under the pressure that made the demons tremble, the two black shadows disappeared deep in the Hell of the Molting Sea, full of black and gray cumulus clouds.

"Buzz...buzz..."

A world completely covered by green, a huge "anemone"-shaped creature that seemed to be composed of countless moss, fungi and tentacles was pulling up its roots. Its body, which was even larger than the entire mountain range, is now beginning to split. One-tenth of its body floated up in the trembling spiritual fluctuations of the world. It looked like a hill covered with tentacles, like a mountain floating in the sky, dull and monotonous buzzing shocked the atmosphere, and the power of extremely pure steel began to spread.

In a world without sky, earth, and only pure ether, a hideous beast surrounds an asteroid. This pure black asteroid is the only entity in this world except for wild beasts. It has a head like a dragon, but has more than a dozen eyes like light spots. The long body like a giant python makes it completely different from ordinary dragons. The strange dragon sleeping in the ether world heard the noise after sound from afar. It felt the light that penetrated all worlds. Therefore, it woke up, and the dragon opened dozens of pairs of eyes. It swung the giant tail enough to circumvent the asteroid, causing a storm in the entire ether world.

Five stars moved, they passed through the dark void and approached the world of Mycrov, and countless powerful beings watched them, watching the movements of these five stars. If the source of the light was not as powerful as they thought, then they would take action, but if the contrary, they would lead their people out of this void.

There are only vassals around the overlord. If they are not the same strong man, there is no possibility of alliance.

In the void around the world of Mycrov, Joshua casually looked around the twinkling stars in the world. He no longer paid attention to Eagle, who was coordinating with legendary powerhouses around the world. The warrior looked to the side of the void.

There, the center of the shattered spatial distortion point, the sacrificial field of the Ten Thousand Worlds released silver light, the teleportation array of the multiverse quadrant has been activated, everything is ready, and the next is the battle.

"The battle is about to begin."

He murmured softly.

"You're wrong, Radcliffe."

Beside Joshua, the old pope noticed the warrior's words. He shook his head and said, "This is not a battle... This is a war."

In response to this, Joshua laughed silently. He nodded and said in extreme agreement: "What you said is indeed correct."

Turning his head, the warrior looked around the world, and each world was filled with clearly visible starlight. At this time, five starlights were moving, which meant that five extraordinary beings who could almost be equivalent to the strongest person in the world were now approaching the world of Mycrov.

The warrior opened his arms to the void as if he was greeting them.

This is war.
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