The End of the World: At the beginning, I seized the SSS-level superpower

Everything in the world, after destruction, can be transformed into the most primitive rules.

This time, Zhao Yin saw clearly that the fire of destruction was burning the rules.

The pitch-black flames seemed to be made of some unknown substance, formed with a complex structure.

But it is above the rules of the world.

With an extremely terrifying destructive force...

At this moment, whether it was the shattered corner of the world or the energy shock created by the self-explosion of the human face, they all burned up under the flames of annihilation...

The fire grew bigger and bigger, as if it was going to burn the world to ashes!

At this moment, a terrifying breath suddenly came from the distant sky.

Faintly, Zhao Yin saw that it was also a human face... to be precise, it was the face of a corpse demon.

He looked very young, with handsome features and outline, but his dead eyes and blue veins on his face made him look hideous.

The huge face of the corpse demon covered half of the sky, as if it was formed according to some kind of rules.

The terrifying pressure was comparable to that of Lei Ze's face, and it made Zhao Yin feel a chill down his spine when he took a look at it.

God!

And they are definitely not corrupt gods like the devil wood god and the pig god!

This is an extremely powerful corpse demon god!

The human face suddenly opened his mouth and sucked in the endless world-destroying flames. In an instant, like a dragon sucking water, the world-destroying flames turned into a vortex and were sucked into his mouth.

In just a moment, a world-destroying catastrophe was eliminated without a trace.

Zhao Yin stared blankly, all this making his mind buzz.

Is this the true power of God?

At this moment, an unprecedented ambition arose in Zhao Yin's heart.

If I were also a god, the end of the world, thunder tribulation... would not be a threat.

There will no longer be anyone or anything that can make the people around me, or myself, struggle to survive like this!

After the world-destroying flames disappeared.

The giant face of the corpse demon god that covered half of the sky also became a little transparent, and faintly one could see the dark flames burning beneath the surface of the skin.

Immediately afterwards, the giant face of the corpse demon flew towards the broken world barrier.

Just as it was about to fly out of the world, the giant face of the Corpse Demon God suddenly paused, slowly turned around, and looked at the still shattered space turbulence with a pair of dead fish eyes...

With this glance, Zhao Yin felt that he was looking at him. Just one glance, Zhao Yin's soul suddenly felt a huge pain, as if he had fallen into a boiling oil pan.

The energy shield released by the Yutian suit on his body did not last for a moment and shattered with a loud bang.

Immediately afterwards, this set of SS-grade top-grade defensive equipment, the Yutian Suit, began to wither.

Under that gaze, it was like broken cotton wool, scattered all around... The fragments of space where Zhao Yin was located melted away in an instant...

He only had time to pull Song Xiaodao and Xiaoyin behind him, using his tall figure to block the gaze from the Corpse Demon God.

Zhao Yin's skin began to crack, and large amounts of blood flowed out...

In an instant, his body and soul were riddled with holes. At this moment, even Zhao Yin, who had an extremely strong will, fell into a coma...

“Kaguro…!”

Before falling into coma, Zhao Yin seemed to hear an old voice.

……

This is an endless grassland.

the sky is very blue.

The wind is cold!

Vaguely, you can see the distant mountains covered with a layer of white snow.

The vegetation on the earth, some of it withered and yellow, spreads into the distance until it reaches the horizon formed by hills.

At this moment, in a human-shaped earth pit, there lay a human "corpse".

He was completely naked, with white skin and long black and white hair that covered his back and also hid his face.

"Dad! There's a dead person——!"

A scream was heard. It was from a little girl of about twelve or thirteen, who was wearing a fur coat and was covered in dust.

She took a look into the pit out of curiosity, then turned pale with fright and ran away.

A thin middle-aged man came running over: "Xiaoying, what happened?"

The little girl threw herself into the man's arms, her tears leaving two marks on her dirty little face, revealing her dark skin beneath the dust.

“Oh… Daddy… Oh…!” The little girl raised her hand and pointed at the dirt pit: “There’s no baby, there’s a dead person over there… Oh…!”

"dead?"

The middle-aged man frowned and looked in the direction of the pit, but he could not see the bottom of the pit from a distance.

He raised his hand and rubbed the little girl's head. After some consolation, he asked, "Is it the Corpse Demon... the adult of the Corpse Demon Clan?"

"It's a human, a person with very white skin!" There was still fear in the little girl's eyes.

The middle-aged man seemed relieved.

He walked towards the pit.

He came to the edge of the pit and stretched his head to take a look down.

"Is it really a human? How could it fall from the sky?" the man wondered.

"Grandpa once said that there are some people who can be as strong as the Corpse Demons. They...they dare to fight the Corpse Demons...!"

Before the little girl could finish her words, the man covered her mouth tightly and looked around.

Seeing that there was no one else around, the man let go of the girl.

He sternly rebuked: "Don't you want to live? Don't say such things again!"

The little girl was a little unconvinced: "Dad, why can Grandpa say that?"

“Your grandpa…!”

The man was speechless for a moment, his face flushed: "Your grandpa just said it in the middle of the night, hiding under the quilt. If outsiders hear it, you will die!"

The little girl stopped talking.

The man shook his head and said, "Go get a shovel!"

The little girl walked to a large basket not far away, which contained some dry food and sundries, and she pulled out a short-handled iron shovel.

The father and daughter were from a human tribe not far away. Three days ago, they saw a meteor fall. The little girl was curious and insisted on coming to look for treasure. The father had no choice but to accompany her...

Unexpectedly, the 'meteor' turned out to be a dead human.

The little girl handed the shovel to her father: "Dad, do you want to dig him out?"

"Dig the hell up, bury it!"

The man picked up the shovel, put in all his strength, dug a shovelful of soil deep, and poured it into the pit.

"He's lucky to have met us. He doesn't have to be left to die in the wilderness anymore!"

The man spat into his palm, rubbed his hands, dug out another shovel of soil, and poured it into the pit: "If it wasn't a human, I wouldn't bother to bury it!"

"If it's a corpse demon... a lord from the corpse demon clan, won't dad bury him?" the little girl asked again.

The man said, "Of course we have to bury them. Otherwise, if the Corpse Demons find out, our entire tribe will die. But...!"

The man turned back again, looked around, and said in a low voice: "But it has to be buried in the pit!"

The little girl smiled and narrowed her eyes when she heard that.

The man also laughed foolishly.

Then, the man used another shovel to dig out a large adobe brick and poured it into the pit...

"Dad...he moved!" the little girl suddenly said.

The man shuddered all over and then he remembered the customs of the tribe.

When a person dies, his head must be smashed before he can be buried.

It has been like this since ancient times. Although men have never seen it, they have heard the elderly talk about it.

If the head is not smashed, the corpse will turn into a monster.