"The god who was born in the first place in heaven and earth, the supreme lord of darkness"

"Please show your glory and shine on the earth again, bringing endless darkness to the world"

In the remote mountain village, a slight whisper kept ringing, covering the area.

In this area, sounds continued to spread, and faintly, as if some unique aura appeared.

There were waves of blood everywhere, and it appeared.

If you focus your eyes ahead and focus on that area, you can discover the scenes therein.

It was a scene that could be called purgatory on earth.

Not enough, there are blood and broken limbs everywhere.

The broken organs of the human body are placed in this place, everywhere, which is particularly scary.

Because of the good sealing, the bloody smell inside this material is particularly strong and can kill people.

But the few people who were in it and stayed inside didn't feel anything, but their faces were full of fanaticism and intoxication.

"Please recover, the great master of darkness, the terminator of all things"

Before a tall statue of god, an old man looked cold and his eyes were a little hot. He spoke softly and recited verses.

Around them, drops of crimson blood were gathering, and all kinds of resentment seemed to emerge.

This is the blood condensed by the resentment of the deceased. When taken out at this moment, it seemed that even the air around it was much colder, which looked extremely scary.

The old man in front of him didn't know how many people he killed, so he could collect so many resentments and blood from the deceased.

As the blood flowed, the statue in front of me seemed to have begun to change.

There is an inexplicable texture that emerges at this point.

In the end, even the statue of the god itself came alive and had a strong vitality.

A mysterious rune emerged, covering the entire statue of the god.

The majestic aura was showing, and it just scattered out and swept across the world.

This aura is so powerful and terrifying that it is almost above any ordinary thing.

If it were an existence under the Seven Ring Road, it would inevitably collapse when it felt this aura and could not bear the horror brought by this aura.

Inside the house, feeling the revival of the statue, the fanatical expression on the faces of several cultists became more and more obvious. At this moment, the sound in their mouths became louder and louder, and bursts of screams were heard.

They are fanatical, they are joyful, and are happy for the resurrection of the gods they believe in.

“I feel it”

Standing in front of the statue, the old man also smiled on his face, and at this moment he seemed to feel something: "The connection of faith is closer."

"My Lord, please recover!"

As the words fell, sounds came from all around.

On the statue in front of you, a breath that was enough to suffocate spread, scattering everywhere and suppressing everything.

In just an instant, a few bursts of sounds came from the room.

Behind the old man, the fanatical expression on the faces of the other few people was frozen.

Under the powerful aura in front of them, their bodies could not bear it at all and burst directly.

And after that, a hazy aura emerged and contacted the world.

A slight whisper kept ringing, resounding here.

Looking at the statue of the god that appeared in front of him, the old man smiled and looked very happy at this moment.

"Omnipotent Lord"

Standing there, he opened his arms, then knelt down at the statue in front of him, and spoke loudly: "Through the long silent time, please come back again!"

Boom

In front of me, the statue of god was trembling, and bursts of sizzling sounds kept coming out, and it resounded all over the world.

When the old man raised his head again, he found that the statue in front of him began to appear in a unique change.

On the statue, cracks began to emerge, like broken ceramics, showing a strange sense of breaking.

Then, the terrifying power bloomed.

The powerful breath of divine power instantly spread all over the world, covering the entire area.

A little bit of mist rose and emerged from all directions.

Then, under the old man's gaze, the mist continued to rise and headed forward to him.

There, a child is sleeping.

It was a boy who didn't look very big. He looked only about six or seven years old. He was not very big. He looked a little immature. He was lying there at the moment, as if he was asleep.

If you look closely, you will find some differences.

On the boy, there were strange graffiti everywhere, and there were mysterious and unique runes, which were carved on his body, which was particularly mysterious.

At this moment, the black mist around gathered and slowly merged into the boy's body.

Then, the boy's body began to be active, and a strange aura spontaneously emerged.

The boy's eyes slowly opened.

The powerful divine aura dissipates in all directions.

In this moment, it seemed that even the space was stagnant, and an extremely powerful aura flashed by and emerged here.

The majesty brought by the resurrection of divine nature is extremely terrifying, and its sense of oppression is even more terrifying than the previous statues of gods.

When the transformation was completely over, a trace of confusion flashed through the boy's eyes, and then he suddenly realized.

"Osis"

A quiet and hoarse sound came out of the boy's mouth.

The voice was hoarse and majestic, not like a boy's voice at all, but like a god above the nine heavens, full of a vast majesty.

But to some extent, this is indeed a god.

"My Lord"

Hearing the boy's cry, the old man who had been kneeling before immediately stood up and looked at the boy in front of him respectfully, with awe on his face.

At this moment, the situation in front of us has been different.

The boy standing in front of him is no longer the mortal man before, but the master he worships, the legendary master of the destruction of all things and all darkness.

This is a true god, an existence above any mortal object, and the Lord worshipped by the old man.

“What era is it now?”

A faint hoarse voice rang again.

In front of him, the voice of the Lord of Darkness sounded. At this moment, he looked at the old man in front of him and said lightly.

"Three thousand years have passed since you last woke up."

Looking at the dark Lord in front of him and listening to the hoarse and majestic voice of the other party, the old man no longer had any doubts and said directly: "According to your instructions in the past to recover, we will revive you at this time."

"good."

The Lord of Darkness nodded, but felt it roughly, but frowned again: "But, what's going on with this body?"

"Why are you so weak?"

He looked at the old man in front of him and frowned, a little dissatisfied: "Although he has a certain divine bloodline, he has neither reached the level of awakening of divine blood, nor is he a powerful hero, but just an ordinary mortal child."

"You have been preparing for thousands of years, can't you find a more suitable body?"

The indifferent voice sounded in place, with some dissatisfaction.

Seeing this, I was very dissatisfied with my current body, the revived Dark Lord.

This is no wonder.

From the perspective of the gods, this body is obviously extremely unqualified.

During the past catastrophe, there were very few gods who could preserve their own body.

The bodies of most gods collapsed in the catastrophe and had to be abandoned.

Therefore, even if you recover again, you must look for someone else's body to start over.

And this is very important to carry their bodies.

A good body can not only allow them to exert more strength, but can even bring them some new abilities.

A poor body not only restricts a lot, but also cannot even exert much power.

The body in front of him was obviously very bad in the eyes of the Lord of Darkness, and was of extremely inferior quality.

"My Lord, sorry"

Orith's face was filled with bitterness, and he could only lower his head: "This is the best we can find."

"Um?"

Listening to Oris's words, the Lord of Darkness was stunned: "Is the church I left behind so weak?"

“I remember that as early as two thousand years ago, my church seemed to exist and was very strong.”
To be continued...