The sky is swaying with white light, but it does not bring warmth to people's hearts. It is not the light of the sun, but the light born of the ability of extraordinary beings, that is, strange power.

No matter how glamorous the appearance of an ability may seem, the essence that drives it is ultimately the source of weirdness.

Irina stood above the royal capital, wearing a pure white dress, and the white gems dotted between her eyebrows covered her slightly frowning eyebrows.

In Morning Embrace Church, there is no way to recover a person who has gone crazy. When a person is crazy, he is crazy, and when he collapses, he collapses. The only person who may return to normal is himself.

If they can survive the whispers of the ancient gods, they will naturally become the so-called Transcendents.

Now that darkness has fallen, all order is collapsing. The royal capital is still stable under the protection of many night watchmen, but she can't imagine how bad the world is now.

On the street, people were coming and going, the sober people were running wildly to go home, and the crazy people were running to nowhere. They were fighting, they were killing, they were wailing, they were crying, and they didn't know what kind of terrible mental hell they were immersed in.

A little girl of six or seven years old ran on the street and lost her shoes. She seemed to be separated from her parents. She was wearing a silk pink skirt and holding a Rilakkuma not much smaller than her in her arms.

She was so scared that her shoulders were shaking uncontrollably, but she didn't dare to cry, because the people around her were scary, and the sounds in her ears were also scary. She just saw someone making obvious noises, and was rushed up by a crazy person.

Torn to pieces.

She walked timidly on the street with her bare feet, looking at this crazy world.

The white glow of the sky was no longer necessary, for the city lit up with a new light, a blazing fire.

The little girl staggered, her white feet guessing the broken glass on the ground as she screamed, tears streaming down her face, and she hugged the Rilakkuma doll tightly.

The crazy people around looked at the little girl who screamed in surprise. Some of them seemed to have seen some terrible monster and ran away from each other. Some seemed to have seen the most hated enemy and rushed towards each other.

Go up and cut the opponent into pieces with a thousand knives.

Some of the people who looked at the little girl fled in fear, while others approached her with ferocious expressions.

The little girl hugged Rilakkuma tightly and retreated to the corner. Her reason was still there. She was extremely scared when she saw the well-dressed adults approaching her with ferocious expressions.

"Zolo, Zoro, help me quickly."

The little girl's voice was filled with tears. She couldn't find her parents, or in other words, she was abandoned by her parents after they went crazy. Solo was the only one around her.

Zoro is her little bear. She went to watch a drama with her parents. There was a hero named Zoro in the drama. She hoped to have a hero of her own.

That hero used to be her father, but now that her father is gone, she only has Zoro.

The population of the Royal Capital is the densest in the Sistine Empire. More than 30 million people gather in this big city. Even the night watchman here is the largest, and there are also the Saint Irina and the Director of the Inquisition. But

There is no way to take care of every place.

Some of the people who are driven mad by the whispers in the night are not really in irreversible madness. As long as the night dissipates and the whispers are eliminated, they can still return to normal.

At this time, they were just affected by the will of the ancient god, and their five senses were hallucinated. The world they saw was different.

"Zolo, Zoro——"

The little girl hugged Rilakkuma tightly, tears falling on the plush, longing for a miracle to happen.

Suddenly, when those people approached her, the Rilakkuma in her arms really moved, and those who were walking towards her also stopped, as if they were afraid of something.

The little girl looked at Zoro in her arms with joy, "Zolo, Zoro, you turned out to be real!"

Her puppet, her hero came to save her.

"So..."

But before she finished her next call, she saw Rilakkuma's head suddenly turning 180 degrees, condensing the cloth around his neck into a twist, and a pair of dark glass eyes looking straight at her,

Like a ghost that seduces the soul.

Tear--

With the sound of velvet tearing, Rilakkuma's mouth, which was originally sewn with black thread, opened the crack and spit out white cotton, like a grin, and a strange feeling came over his face.

"ah--"

The little girl screamed, instinctively sensing danger, and threw Rilakkuma out.

As a result, Zoro rolled around on the ground a few times and climbed up nimbly. He looked around with his teeth and claws bared, and the light in his glass eyes was extremely aggressive.

It is crawling on the ground, and the weird aura on its body is getting worse. It is a twisted weirdness born under the will of the ancient gods, people's negative emotions, and some strong expectations, and its first target is always related to it.

"Owner"

Just when it was about to take off and pounce on the girl, a black boot stepped down from above.

Paji——

It fell flat.

The black boot was grinding on the ground left and right. The owner stepped forward again, walked towards the little girl, stretched out his hand, "Are you okay?"

When the little girl looked up, she was no longer afraid. She felt that this is what "Solo" should look like, a hero in her life.

What a handsome big brother he was, more handsome than the leading actors in all the operas she had ever seen.

She was frightened and wanted to throw herself into the hero's arms, but before she could take action, she was hugged by a pair of soft arms around her waist. At the same time, she felt some slightly flat softness on the back of her head.

"Little sister, I will take you home."

Xia Mi picked up the little girl and said with a smile.

Chu Zihang looked at the flames rising in the city, "This is just the beginning."

The long night has fallen, but people have not yet seen the old god who represents darkness. He seems to be hiding in the dark night, observing all living things, but it seems that he has not come at all. This is just a prelude to his awakening.

The world is in chaos, with despair, madness, fear and other negative emotions constantly growing. Weird people are reborn under the will of the ancient gods. The night watchers can no longer maintain order and have to deal with the weird massacre of humans.

At this moment, Irina is sitting in the royal capital, responsible for the central control. Although the light produced by her ability does not have the ability to dispel weirdness, the existence of light can always dispel the fear in some people's hearts.

Ji Wu Jiu, on the other hand, urgently took out two mysterious items from the display room of the Morning Embrace Church headquarters and went straight to the palace. He was responsible for the internal security of the palace.

Peter once told him that if one day the world falls into turmoil, the old gods come, and the era comes to an end, the priority must be to ensure the survival of the king of the Sistine Empire.

Ji Wu Jiu asked why, but Peter just smiled and said nothing, saying that they would not be so unlucky and that by the end of the era, they should have retired to the grave.

Now Ji Wujiu felt that if Peter really died, he would want to dig him out of the grave, and he would only speak half of what he said!

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In the soul burial ground, not long after Lu Chen left, the wandering souls in this world continued to gather.

They were torn apart, mixed, absorbed, and integrated into the indescribable creatures.

The creature stretched its body and looked through the void with one eye. The power of the gods surged in the space, making him intoxicated.

The scarlet single eye kept turning, sometimes glancing to the left, sometimes to the right, as if there were two wills controlling it.

But after a while, the one-eyed creature gradually calmed down, and the indescribable creature spoke again, speaking human language.

"Ancient God...is this so..."

His one eye kept turning, but it became more and more dexterous, and the arms on his indescribable body also began to move, as if they were adapting to the body.

"It's so boring. I should have known earlier that God is a boring thing..."

He muttered to himself, began to walk in the soul burial soil, and gradually rose into the air, heading towards the exit of the God's Abandoned Land.

"Fortunately, this world is not boring. There are so many wonderful dramas about to be staged, and there are so many interesting people who will be hunted by me..."

On that indescribable body, a pair of hands spread out, like undulating invisible lines, like an artist playing the piano.

When he passed the exit of the Soul Burial Ground, passionate music began to play in the world, and fear spread outward from the depths of the earth.

Each thread is connected to the souls of the people living on this land. As the strings fluctuate, whispers of unknown meaning spread to people's minds.

The indescribable body moves forward like a fluid as it leads from the center of the earth to the upper level of the continent. It switches between reality and reality, and the will of God rolls up, locking on a man who has almost reached the ground.

He gave Lu Chen a chance, not only last time, but this time the other party also failed to grasp it, because he was at a critical moment not long ago, but Lu Chen could not find his hiding place.

So now the positions of the hunter and the prey are reversed, and it is his turn to hunt down the ultimate hunter of space.

He is now Harquist, a violator and a soul-sendr. As for his original name, he has long forgotten it.

Half a year ago, he was killed like a clown by Lu Chen, but he also got clues about Haqvist. Through the soul parasitism mode of Haqvist's dependents, he recursed upwards and finally came to the soul burial site.

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In the burial ground of his soul, the strange and parasitic souls of his spirit continued to increase. It was a silent and subtle process, and finally completed the ultimate evolution in front of the old god who lost an eye.

He parasitized an old god and has seized the dominance of will today!

He knew that Lu Chen had killed Clearapus, the old god who represented madness, but he also understood what kind of method Lu Chen was practicing.

This is something that is easy to deduce. Lu Chen triggered the divine ban to accomplish this miracle. Although his current combat power is not comparable to that of half a year ago, the divine ban cannot be triggered just because he wants to.

In this situation, he has a clear advantage and should be eliminated before Lu Chen continues to grow.

After all, he has personally reached the upper limit of this world, and as a practitioner of traditional skills, Lu Chen still has greater potential if given time.

And in the process of the last battle, the soul sender has already gained experience and knows that he can never fight with Lu Chen in the same attribute state. There is indeed a gap in the combat skills of the two sides, and in the state of the same attribute panel, Lu Chen will always be stronger.

One step ahead of your opponent.

Even if he now occupies the body of the ancient god, it is equivalent to possessing a Boss template. This pioneer is a real monster, and you must know that the opponent is only at level five!

When he saw the pioneer for the first time, he realized how outrageous the pioneer was, and some fear arose in his heart.

In the past, he had killed countless Judges. He felt that Judges were all weak insects. He heard from his seniors that Pioneers were scary, but he believed that Pioneers of the same level should be like that.
To be continued...