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"I am God."

A handsome young man dressed in white monk's clothing stood in front of Jonah Gregg. Mr. Jonah was sitting on his tombstone, and his broad wizard's hat was hung on the branches of the short tree next to his grave.

After hearing the young man's story, Jonah crossed his legs, spread his hand out to support his chin, and asked: So, Mr. God, is this what you came here to say to me?

"Listen, ghosts wandering in another world, I am a god, and I need you to believe in me. When I get out of trouble and leave here, I will give you countless treasures, power and supreme status that you can't even imagine.

And this only requires you to recite my true name, plague... and... natural disaster. "

Squeaky.

The sound of a coffin lid opening.

Duke walked out of the cemetery beside Jonah. Both the god and Jonah looked at Duke. Duke first said hello to Jonah, "Good morning, Mr. Jonah."

Jonah looked at the gray weather and said, "Well, it should be the afternoon now, and the storm is coming. Mr. God, don't you need to go home to collect your clothes? It's a small thing for clothes to get wet from the rain, but if they get wet by the strong wind, If it is swept away, this will be a big loss.

I mean to a living person, you are a living person, right. "

"I am God, you stupid and ignorant ghost, you have no idea what kind of existence you are facing now. I must punish you and you must pay the price for your rudeness."

After finishing his declaration like a lunatic, the evil god from another world looked at Duke, "And you, you stupid wizard, you are seeking your own death."

Duke touched the smooth top of his head. It seemed that no one who said these words would have a good ending. He seemed to have said similar words when he was kicked out of this world.

Well... at that time Duke was talking about "What a powerful force..."

It sounds like the kind of lines that will lead to tragic death in the next second.

Duke waved his hand, "Eradicate."

Mr. God suddenly disappeared from the spot, and Duke raised his eyebrows. "It seems that Mr. God...well...is much weaker than I thought. At most, he is only at the level of a high-level wizard."

Jonah yawned, "Duke, I thought you were arrested. A large number of church judges appeared nearby a few days ago, but they left quickly. I am still praying for you."

"Who can you pray to?" Duke asked curiously. Generally speaking, wizards with beliefs will have their own forces, and wild wizards will not have their own beliefs. Goss used to belong to the God of Night, so Goss Si believes in the god of night.

"The God of Ghosts, or the God of Ghosts, that's pretty much what it means. Then this guy appeared. He seemed to be a desperate guy who was forced to do so because of his faith. If I hadn't remembered that I really had a truly devout faith before I died, If it's a god, I might have some symbolic faith in him.

At least it's a comfort. "

"I can see that you are a good person."

"I get the feeling you're up to no good."

Duke laughed loudly, "I have found a way to take you away from here, but I need you to be aggrieved. If you don't mind it, the body of the god just now can be used by you first."

"No, no, no, you just need to take me out of here. I have a way to have my own body."

Because the bloodline of Goss was interrupted, the owner of Goss Academy has been changed. A high-level wizard who failed in the church's personnel struggle was promised to spend his old age in peace and was sent here to be responsible for the training of junior wizards.

"This is a very important job. Without these cannon fodder, we would have to waste so much power to completely wipe out the indigenous people.

This is the foundation of the world. When you grow old and you are bedridden, unable to cast spells or pray, you will also feel proud of this, because the rest of your life has been dedicated to the development of the gods. You will not You will regret your wasted time, and the gods will remember your contribution.

Come on, old man."

David, who was sitting on the wicker chair, felt sick as he thought about the faces of his colleagues who had worked together when he left the Church of the Night.

"What a great job." David's body shrank on the wicker chair, his legs swayed with the slight sway of the wicker chair, and he couldn't help humming the ditty he knew when he was a child.

Goss College has encountered many things, and evil gods across space have also come to this land. However, this area in the remote area is obviously unable to attract powerful evil gods. Only some evil gods who are hungry and unselective will come here. Those evil gods The strength is often relatively weak.

Therefore, David has lived a relatively comfortable life in these years. Besides, even if the evil god appears, he will only play a supporting role. The main force is the regional bishops, and he is not a bad old man who is about to die of old age.

As the saying goes, where sincerity leads to gold and stone, there will be echoes if you never forget it. After a humanoid statue with hands raised on the table let out an ear-piercing scream, David sighed.

Another evil god is coming.

This time it was unexpectedly powerful. Since arriving here, David has never heard such a powerful warning sound from the early warning magic weapon.

He lazily sat up and used communication magic to send a message to the regional bishop: "An evil god has invaded again. It is at least a great wizard level, and it is very likely to be a legend.

It is recommended to bring more people, and of course don’t forget to report to the superiors. "

"Damn it, why do the evil gods in that ghost place of yours appear so frequently? Is there a passage to another world in this area? It's obvious that so many judges didn't find anything unusual last time."

David lay back, "I don't care, I'm just the dean of the college."

"Can you do some personnel work? I wish you an early death."

"Then I wish you and I will die on the same year, the same month and the same day."

Outside the White Tower City, within the boundaries of Goss Academy, Jonah, who walked out of the grass graveyard, flew into the air. The land on the ground began to roll, and harsh screams sounded one after another like a symphony. The place, which was already gloomy because of the rain, The sky became lower and lower, the clouds were layer upon layer, gathering and dispersing suddenly, and the wind howled more and more rapidly.

The black magic gathered with the strong wind, turning into a swirling abstract picture like a background around Jonah.

Duke lamented: "It seems that you were a very remarkable character during your lifetime."

Jonah smiled slightly and slowly landed. The black magic power surged and locked into his body. He now had a body made of pure magic power.

The pure magic power is almost endless and is continuously generated in his body. Every second, Jonah will become several times stronger.

"I guess I need to reintroduce myself, Jonah Gregg, that's my real name, but someone called me Scourge a long time ago.

I am the Scourge of the Undead. "

"Wow, that sounds very exaggerated."

Jonah said: "I thought I would stay here until I disappear. Can you tell me how you brought me out? This is a seal placed by the gods themselves."

Duke spread his hands, "I felt like I could bring you out, so I gave it a try, and it worked."

Jonah thought for a while, "Maybe it's some kind of rule from your world, or it's luck. Anyway, thank you very much."

Jonah bent toward Duke and bowed.

After Jonah straightened up, his aura was already terrifying. The surrounding grass and trees were gradually swept up into the sky by the strong wind. The clouds were getting lower and lower, and seemed to be overwhelming Duke's head.

Duke asked: "What will you do next Mr. Scourge."

"Just keep calling me Jonah. Actually, I'm not lying to you. I have forgotten many things." Jonah tapped his head lightly with his index finger. "Actually, I really want to die, but I There is one more thing I need to do before I can die. I need to avenge someone. This revenge was not completed tens of thousands of years ago.

It affected many innocent people and I feel deep remorse for those who died in my revenge.

But now that I have escaped, this matter... still has to continue.

Mr. Duke, I suggest you stay away from this area. I know there must be great gods watching you behind you, but they may end up in person in the dark night. There are no creatures that can be called gods in this world. There are two brushes. "

Duke was very interested in this, "I haven't seen the gods here yet. I would like to meet them. Do you think I can have a fight with them?"

"Maybe. I saw a lot of indescribable things in your body, some of which scare me. The existence behind you must be very great.

At least ordinary gods dare not pronounce his name. "

In the white tower, the screams from the humanoid sculpture with both hands raised became more and more shrill. David suddenly sat up straight, "It's getting stronger and stronger... It's already surpassed that of a demigod. Which evil god is this? How could he come from this?" This kind of backcountry comes out of nowhere.”

His life is already in danger if he continues to stay here. An evil god of this level requires at least a demigod-level judge to fight against him. Staying here as a great wizard will only add to the chaos.

There was a scream, then a sharp one, and finally a bang. The special wooden statue shattered, and sawdust scattered all over the room. David looked at the sawdust on the ground in shock, and cursed in a low voice, "God-level evil gods from outside the world, what a hell." ”

"Don't come here, gods at the level of gods. If you come here, you will die." David also sent a message to the regional bishop, and then his body was shattered like a mirror. In the desert hundreds of kilometers away, David's body was reorganized.

"When was the last time the evil gods invaded, 7 years ago or 5 years ago? Oh my god, half of the continent was sunk that time. I don't know how many people will die this time.

Maybe I should go to a small world to retire. Although the magic power is a little poorer, the boundaries and barriers are also strong, and there won't be random evil gods coming every day. "

If David had been a few hundred years younger, he would have turned around and attacked the evil god without hesitation. Even if he had consumed a tiny bit of the opponent's magic power, he would have died contentedly. However, he is now an old man over 1000 years old. Belief in the God of Night has been reduced to a mere verbal habit in the complex internal struggles of the church.

So the only thing he has to do now is to run, as far as possible.

In the White Tower Academy, a middle-aged tutor with a gloomy face raised his head in the classroom where he couldn't tell where he was, "What a powerful magic... Hmm... Hmm"

The manic black magic swept away the turbulence in the space outside the classroom. The man-made gap space was shattered. One after another spire buildings appeared in the White Tower City. The sudden appearance of the buildings shocked the wizards in the square. They cast spells one after another and lifted into the sky.

These buildings that were kicked out of the gap fell, and the city of Hundred Pagodas changed from an orderly square city to a mess in a short period of time.

Smoke is everywhere.

A student heard something unusual. He looked into the distance with the sharpened vision he had attached to him. In an instant, his pupils dilated, "Skeleton Undead"

The ground surged, and five fingers that had not yet completely rotted emerged from the surface. Then they pressed down on the ground and lifted their entire body out. The dead who died in Goss Academy reappeared in the world one after another.

But this time they had lost most of their sanity, leaving only a little bit of instinct. With the vibration of magic power, the banshee began to sing, and the harsh sound made the magic power in all the wizards boil.

All the wizards noticed the strange noise outside the city. Just as they focused their attention outside the city, the ground under their feet was also pushed away, and some half-rotten wizards with wands waved the bone staffs in their hands. Launched an attack on the wizard in the sky.

Several wizard apprentices who were caught off guard were shot down from the sky and torn into pieces by other walking zombies. In just a few seconds, the broken corpses stood up from the ground again and joined the siege. In the wizard's team.

bang.

Blue-purple lightning flashed in the clouds, and raindrops fell in patter.

"The Scourge of the Undead"

Finally, someone remembered the records in the classics. There had been natural disasters of the undead in this land a long time ago. However, these rumors only came from fragments of legends. There were no relevant records in the historical books passed down by the church.

Seeing this scene now, even people who have never seen it know what is happening here. The dead are resurrected and fighting with the living.

Under the clouds in the distance, a black-robed wizard wearing a wizard hat with a wide brim slowly floated in the air. Under him were endless white skeletons and rotting corpses, and translucent ghosts in the dark light. Blurred and shadowy.

"It's over..We're done."

"Help, help, can anyone come and save us?"

"God of the Night"

"Fast lighting skills"

All the wizards were at a loss for a while. I don’t know how many students have died due to experiments and trials at Goss Academy over the years. Many of these students died after they entered school and became apprentices. These people The corpses are the raw materials for the resurrection of the dead.

At a glance from flying in the sky, White Tower City looks like a reef in the ocean, with the endless sea of ​​skeletons surrounding it about to crash onto it.