Fantasy Simulator

"The **** born at the beginning of heaven and earth, the supreme Lord of Darkness"

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

In the remote mountain village, a small whisper sounded constantly, covering this area.

Within this area, bursts of sound continued to spread, faintly, as if a certain unique aura emerged.

There were bursts of blood enveloping everywhere, so far it emerged.

If you keep your gaze ahead and focus on that area, you can find the scene in it.

It was a scene called purgatory on earth.

In the not-so-spacious space, dripping blood and broken limbs were everywhere.

Broken organs of the human body are placed in this place, and they are everywhere, which is especially scary.

Because of the good airtightness, the **** atmosphere in this material is particularly strong, which can kill people alive.

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

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

Before a tall idol, an old man had a cold face and some fire in his eyes. He spoke softly there, chanting hymns.

Around, drops of crimson blood were condensing, and various resentments appeared in it.

This is the blood condensed from the grievances of the deceased. When it is taken out at this moment, it seems that even the surrounding air is much colder, and it looks extremely frightening.

The old man in front of him didn't know how many people had been killed before he could collect the grievances and blood of so many dead.

With the blood flowing, the **** image in front of him seemed to begin to change.

There is a kind of inexplicable texture display, which has now emerged.

In the end, even the statue itself had come alive, with a kind of vigorous vitality.

Mysterious runes emerged, covering the entire idol.

The mighty and majestic aura was unfolding, just as it dissipated, sweeping across the country.

This breath is so powerful and terrifying, almost above all things.

If it is the existence under the seven rings, it will inevitably collapse when it feels this breath, and cannot bear the horror brought by this breath at all.

Inside the house, feeling the revival of the idols, the frenzy on the faces of several cultists became more obvious. At this moment, the voices in their mouths became louder and louder, and they screamed.

They are fanatical, they are happy, and happy for the revival of the deity they believe in.

"I feel it"

Standing in front of the idol, the old man's face also showed a smile, as if he felt something at this moment: "The connection of faith is closer."

"My lord, please recover!"

The voice fell, and there were bursts of sound around.

On the idol in front of him, a breath that was suffocating spread, escaped everywhere, suppressing everything.

Only in an instant, there were a few crackling noises in the room.

Behind the old man, the frenzied color on the faces of the others froze.

Under the strong breath in front of them, their bodies couldn't bear it at all, and they burst into pieces.

And after that, a hazy breath emerged, contacting the world.

A small whisper sounded constantly, resounding here.

Looking at the idol that emerged in front of him, the old man smiled on his face and looked very happy at the moment.

"Almighty Lord"

Standing still, he opened his arms, then knelt down to the idol in front of him, and said loudly: "Across the long silence, please come back again!"

Boom

In front of him, the idol was trembling, and the sound of sizzling continued to be heard, so far, it resounded everywhere.

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

Above the idol, layers of cracks began to emerge, like broken ceramics, showing a strange sense of brokenness.

Subsequently, the power of terror bloomed.

The powerful aura of divine power permeated all quarters in an instant, covering the entire area.

A faint mist rose up and appeared in all directions.

Then, under the elder's gaze, these mists continued to rise, moving towards him.

There, a child is sleeping.

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

A closer look reveals some differences.

On the boy, there are strange graffiti everywhere, and there are mysterious and unique runes painted on his body, which is extremely mysterious.

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

Then, the boy's body became active, and a strange breath spontaneously emerged.

The boy's eyes opened slowly.

The powerful divine breath dissipated everywhere.

In this instant, it seemed that even the space had directly stagnated, and an extremely powerful aura flashed by and emerged here.

The mighty majesty brought by the divine revival is extremely terrifying, and its sense of oppression is even more terrifying than the previous idols.

When the metamorphosis was completely over, a dazed color flashed across the boy's eyes, and then it was suddenly.

"Osis"

An indifferent and hoarse sound came out from the boy's mouth.

This voice was hoarse and majestic, not like a boy's voice at all, but like a **** on the nine heavens, full of mighty majesty.

But to some extent, this is indeed a god.

"My Lord"

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

At this moment, the situation is different.

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

This is a true deity, an existence above all things, and the Lord worshipped by the elders.

"What time is it now?"

The faint hoarse voice sounded again.

In front of him, the voice of the Lord of Darkness sounded, looking at the old man in front of him at this moment, he spoke lightly.

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

Looking at the dim lord in front of him, listening to the other's hoarse and majestic voice, the old man no longer had the slightest doubt, and said directly: "According to your previous resuscitation instructions, we will revive you at this time."

"good."

The Dark Lord nodded, but felt it roughly, but frowned again: "However, what's the matter with this body?"

"Why is it so weak?"

He looked at the old man in front of him, frowned, and was a little dissatisfied: "Although he has a certain divine bloodline, he has not reached the point where he is awakened by the blood of divine blood, nor is he a powerful hero, but an ordinary mortal child. That's it"

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

An indifferent voice sounded in the same place, with some dissatisfaction.

Looking at it this way, I am very dissatisfied with the Lord of Darkness who has recovered from his current body.

This is no wonder.

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

In the past catastrophe, there were very few deities that could retain their own body.

Most of the gods' bodies collapsed in the past catastrophe and had to be abandoned.

Therefore, even if it recovers again, it is necessary to look for the body of another person and start over.

And this carrying their bodies is very crucial.

A good body not only allows them to exert more power, it can even bring them some new abilities.

And a poor body not only restricts a lot, it can't even let them exert much power.

And the body in front of him, in the eyes of the Lord of Darkness, was obviously very bad, and it was of extremely poor quality.

"My lord, sorry"

Auris's face was full of 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 that I left behind has been weakened to this point?"

"I remember as early as two thousand years ago, my church seemed to still exist, and it was very strong."

"Could it be that only two thousand years have passed, my church has been destroyed?"

He couldn't believe it.

Only at this time did he notice some details.

All around him was not his church, nor was it a gorgeous place, it was just a dilapidated small room.

There are not many of his followers around, just so few people.

All this seems to explain something.

The church that originally belonged to him, the once strong church, seemed to be really weak.

"My Lord"

Listening to the words of the Lord of Darkness, Oris's face was full of bitterness, and at this time he didn't know what to say.

Indeed, two thousand years of time, this time is extremely short for the deity.

Maybe it’s just a night’s sleep and there is already this time

But for mortals, two thousand years is a long time.

Two thousand years, this time is enough to turn the most powerful warrior into a pile of bones, so that greatness is no longer great, and all that once existed is gone, leaving no trace.

Time is always the most powerful force.

Except for the high gods themselves, no one can remain immortal, and will eventually usher in a day of extinction.

The once prosperous church of the Lord of Darkness has long since disappeared and disappeared completely.

As for the body in front of me

Thinking of this, Oris's mouth was bitter, and he didn't know what to say at this time.

To a certain extent, their loyalty to the Lord of Darkness does not need to be questioned too much.

It's just that the body in front of them is the best they can find.

In today's era, let alone a hero who has awakened his divine nature, even if the epic has disappeared, there is not much to be seen.

These powerhouses themselves are not so easy to kill, let alone are so cunning one by one, basically hiding in unknown places, or indirectly maintaining good relations with various churches.

It's not so easy to find at all.

Even if it was found, with the current strength of the Obscure Church, it would not be able to seize its body at all, and would even be killed by its counter.

As for the gods who have awakened the blood of the gods?

Those things are also not so easy to find. In today's era, all of them are baby bumps, but all the things that are found are basically collected by the churches, and they are rarely left out.

Let alone be found by them.

The body of the boy whose blood concentration is not too low was the result of their best efforts.

"It seems that in the two thousand years that I have been in silence, you are really weak and impenetrable."

Looking at the appearance of Oris, the Dark Lord shook his head, and looked around silently: "In order to revive me, even blood sacrifices are used."

He looked at the mess in the room, with fragments of flesh and blood and blood everywhere, as if it were a cult sacrificial offering. At this time, he was also a little speechless.

The Lord of Obscurity, although his name is Obscurity, his **** is related to darkness, but he is not an evil god.

If the Lord of Darkness is at its peak and the Darkness Church still exists, methods like blood sacrifices will probably not be used.

But now, it has made this look.

"This, I'm sorry"

Oris lowered his head, a look of embarrassment on his face.

For more than two thousand years, the Obscure Church has long since fallen, and now there are only two or three cats, big and small, of which there are even fewer.

In the two thousand years of weakness and suppression, in order for the obscure church to survive, its lower limit has naturally become lower and lower.

In the end, even some methods that were considered inferior in the past were picked up and started to learn.

Of course, this is also forced to survive.

After all, if this is not the case, the obscure church is afraid that it will disappear faster.

Even the Lord of Darkness might not be able to wake up.

"It's okay."

The Lord of Darkness smiled, a little smile appeared on the little boy's face, and then he said: "It doesn't matter if you use some key means when it's critical."

"No matter what, at least I was able to wake up and come back again."

"It's better than other existences"

The Lord of Darkness raised his head and looked towards the sky, towards the sky.

Above that sky, the brilliance of many stars is already dimmed, and at this moment, compared to when he recovered in the past, it seems to have changed a lot.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the Lord of Darkness sighed softly, then turned around, looked at Oris in front of him, and stretched out his hand.

It's just a casual stretch of hand, a very plain and natural movement, but it seems to be holding the general trend of a world, and people have no resistance at all.

Of course, Oris didn't mean to resist the master he believed in either.

In the end, the seemingly immature palm fell on the top of Oris' head.

Then, scenes after scenes began to emerge in his mind.

From the birth of Oris to the present, all the pictures he has experienced, all the knowledge information stored in his mind, have surfaced in his mind, and have been traced back again.

That feeling is very strange, as if I have experienced the scene again.

Those who remember and don't remember are already buried deep in the memory. At this moment, they are all traced back, and they are awakened again.

And all this only happened in a short moment.

"I see"

When Oris woke up again, in front of him, a thoughtful voice from the Lord of Darkness rang out: "Since the gods fell silent, has the progress of world fusion further intensified?"

"It seems that the next era is the key."

"interesting"

As he spoke, a smile appeared on his face, and at this moment he smiled to himself.

As the dark master of the gods, his level is far beyond the ordinary.

For this kind of existence, its desire to extract the memories and information from the minds of mortals is only a matter of a moment.

Not to mention that Oris in front of him is not someone else, but a believer of the Lord of Darkness himself.

Through the connection of the line of faith, it will be easier to do all of this.

After extracting the information from Oris's mind, the Lord of Obscurity has also filled in for more than two thousand years of missing, and has a new understanding of everything in this era.

Then he turned around and looked in a certain direction in the distance.

"Ector"

Standing in place, the Lord of Darkness looked into the distance, chanting the name of Ector, and frowned alone there: "Only against the Twilight Order, against the Twilight Gods"

"In this era, can this kind of existence be born?"

After extracting the memory of Oris and knowing the recent stories of this land, the Lord of Darkness quickly felt that something was wrong.

The world of the abyss and the world of the gods collide, and it is about to merge ~www.readwn.com~ Ordinary people are naturally not clear.

But as the **** of this world, the most noble and top existence in this world, the Lord of Darkness is naturally very clear.

Even, he was the witness of the original battle, and he personally participated in the battle between the gods and the abyss.

Therefore, standing in the corner of the gods, he also has his own understanding of the era before him.

From the outside, the strong in this era are extinct, the elemental tides are gradually weakening, and the strong are scarce because of the silence of the gods.

But in the eyes of the Lord of Darkness, it is the reason for the fusion of the two worlds.

In the process of integration, the rules of the two worlds confront each other and slowly interweave.

In this process, a large amount of power of the world itself is mobilized and invested in it, which leads to the weakening of the environment of the world itself.

Even the pillars of this world, the gods, have to fall asleep because of the influence of the world, and use their power to help the world carry out this kind of confrontation, which shows how serious the power consumption of the world is.

Within a certain period of time, the world can mobilize so many forces. If there are more mobilizations there, naturally there will be less in other places.

This has led to the deterioration of the environment, the thinning and reduction of elements.

And the weakening of the environment has led to the scarcity of the strong.

This is the reason why the strong are scarce in this era.

In today's era, except for those who directly inherited the power of the gods, the power of the others should be very weak.

Even the church, one of the important forces left behind by the gods, is also becoming weaker and weaker in this situation and reduced to mundane.

However, in this environment, there are strong people who stand out and exert a powerful force that can fight against the artifact.

This situation is certainly worthy of surprise.