Casting spells

"Praise you, the supreme master of darkness, please allow me to offer sacrifices to you in exchange for your generous reward."

"Power! Give me strength! Your humble follower needs help!"

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Listening to the voice of sex that kept reverberating in her mind day and night, Musha rubbed the center of her brows a little, a trace of exhaustion appeared on her beautiful and mysterious face.

Although she has been a god for a while, she still hasn't fully adapted and is often annoyed by the endless sounds.

Of course, this exhaustion is not so much mental as it is psychological.

After all, the time for her to become a god is too short, and there has never been a real god born in this world before, so there is no experience to learn from, and everything has to be explored slowly by herself.

But it's all worth it!

In just a few months, the number of mortals prostrating to the Goddess of Darkness exceeded several million. Even though some countries expressly forbid the preaching of the teachings of the Dark Church in public, there are still many people spontaneously organized and secretly following a Yet another transport hub spread.

Maybe it won't be long before those temples dedicated to false gods will lose the support of the people, and eventually decline and die.

But these are not the most important!

The most important thing is that she felt the power of the gods for the first time, and the gap between him and the mortals, which is beyond description in words.

She even secretly rejoiced that she took the lead in killing the original God of Darkness before she had time to absorb the power of faith.

Otherwise, once the other party starts to influence believers on a large scale, the result is likely to be completely opposite with just a holy sword.

"Power! I need more power! Only when I have enough power can I challenge that guy..."

The newborn Dark Goddess muttered to herself while staring at the portrait hanging on the wall.

The one in the portrait is none other than Zhang Cheng.

Undoubtedly, in her mind, this mysterious person who has been firmly in control of her own destiny is the biggest threat, the opponent who needs to be defeated most.

Just when she was staring at the portrait, she suddenly felt some kind of strong throbbing deep in her heart, as if a voice was calling her name.

Without any hesitation!

She immediately obeyed the direct call, left the just-built, still very rough kingdom of gods, and directly appeared in the depths of the earth.

moment!

A spectacular and unbelievable picture is presented in front of you!

I saw the extremely thick tree roots sticking deep into the hot earth core and protruding out, continuously drawing energy from it, no matter how hot the surrounding red magma radiated, it couldn't hurt the roots in the slightest.

As a goddess who had seen the tree of chaos with her own eyes, Musa immediately realized that this was the root of the towering giant tree.

It has been closely integrated with this planet, and any attack that tries to harm the Chaos Tree will directly cause the star core to be severely damaged, and even the entire planet collapses and shatters into countless small pieces.

"Damn it! So that's why I've been so nervous lately! That guy... that guy actually usurped the authority of the entire world without making a sound!" Musa stared at the amazing energy passing through the roots, He cursed through gritted teeth.

She couldn't believe that her plan had gone bankrupt before it even started.

How to do?

How can we destroy the Chaos Tree without damaging the core of the planet?

The Dark Goddess couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Before she could figure out what to do, she suddenly heard a deep voice echoing in her ear: "Come on... come to me... I can give you an answer... ..."

"Who? Who are you?" Musea looked around vigilantly, trying to find the source of the voice.

"Hehehehe, don't you remember me? That helpless little girl in the dream?" The deep voice let out a series of laughter with no clear meaning.

When Musha heard this, her face changed drastically, and she suddenly released amazing divine power, and shouted loudly: "In the name of the Goddess of Darkness! Don't play tricks! Get out!"

"It seems that you are more fragile than you look on the surface! Do you know? The weakness hidden deep in your heart will not disappear with becoming a god. Come on, wake up your dusty memory, and then come to find me, you know where am I."

With the last word blurted out, the sudden and strange voice disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.

"Wake up memory? Ah! My head! My head hurts!"

The Goddess of Darkness seemed to have been stimulated by some kind of stimulation, and knelt down in the middle of the hot speech with a plop, her face full of pain.

fortunately!

To the gods, magma is like bath water, it will not cause any harm, and even the clothes on the body are not ignited.

I don't know how long it has been, maybe a few hours, maybe a few days...

When Musea stood up again, there was a strange gleam in her eyes, and she muttered to herself: "So that's it! It was not a simple dream at all, but a forgotten memory, a memory from me. Mortal not yet abandoned. Now, I know where you are."

next second...

She went straight through the thick crust and appeared on the crown of the Tree of Chaos out of thin air. She pursed her lips and said to the only fruit hanging on the branch: "It was you! You weaved that dream when I became a god!"

"Ah! That's right! You finally remembered it. How does it feel, after getting rid of the weak and humble self?" Alans, who had become a fruit, asked back with a half-smile.

"It's terrible! Because you peeked into the depths of my heart without my awareness. Tell me, what are you and why do you have such powerful spiritual power?" The Dark Goddess's face was a little gloomy.

She, who has always been conceited, never dreamed that she would unconsciously expose the secret that had been hidden in her heart, and the object of exposure was such a strange fruit.

"Hahahaha! Who am I? As you can see! I am the fruit conceived by this tree of chaos! One of the greatest creations of the master! To some extent, I represent the origin of this planet itself. Will." Aarons laughed and told part of the truth.

As for the other part, even he himself was kept in the dark. Only Zhang Cheng, who planned everything behind the scenes, knew about it, and he would never tell anyone.

The first thousand and 180 chapters and three temptations

"Mom! Where are you?"

"Dad! Help me! It's so dark in here! I'm scared!"

"No! Don't come! Don't come!"

"Ahhhhh!!!!!!!!!"

"Please! Whoever it is! Help me!"

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Whenever she thinks back to the dusty memories of childhood, and the incomparably real reappearance in the dream, Moussa can't help but tremble all over, even though she is now an out-and-out goddess of darkness.

If for most people, the fear left by childhood will be accompanied by a lifetime like a shadow, then for her, that memory is like the pain imprinted in the soul, and every time she thinks about it, it will cause bone-chilling torture, for a long time Neither will dissipate.

"Why, you saw that scene of horror and despair reappeared, didn't you?" Allens sensed something through the powerful spiritual power, and there was a touch of teasing in his tone.