Scepter of Thorns

Legend has it that gods were born on the forgotten island of time.

They are formed by the idea of ​​the rules, but they are not bound by them. They have the godheads who defy any laws, and the mana that overrides any race.But the rules still restrict one point: in order to maintain the stability of the space, gods can never leave the God Realm.

In the first generation, there were only three main gods, the God of Light, the God of Darkness, and the God of Chaos. They jointly opened up two continents, Mosaac and Mithril.The God of Light chose to establish his belief in Mosak, and created a Celestial Clan that matched his attributes.The God of Darkness chose Mithril, and he created the demon clan that is opposite to the light.

The God of Chaos did not take any action. He disappeared in the void after the completion of this huge project, and has never been seen since.

In the second generation, the God of Death and the God of Life were born. Their mana was far less than that of the first generation, and they could not open up the continent. Therefore, the God of Death created the Undead Race in Mithril, and the God of Life created the Elf Race in Mosak.

The God of Wisdom, the God of Wrath and the God of Forging belong to three generations. They created the Human Race, the Beast Race and the Dwarf Race respectively.

There are still four, five, and six generations in the Forgotten Land, but although they have godheads, they have already lost the ability to create the world. In order to avoid the dispersion of divine power, they attached themselves to the gods of seven races.

At the end of the creation period, a divine heir was born between gods and gods. The divine heir has no godhood, but is born with powerful divine power and has the qualification to enter and exit any interface.But their extremely tyrannical strength will disrupt any interface they enter and exit, so the God of Light made a treaty: forbidding any descendant to leave the God Realm without the permission of the Lord God.

After the Forgotten Island gave birth to the last god, the God of Ice and Snow, the magic power given to it by the rules finally burned out.It no longer gave birth to any life, but instead began to burst, shattering into a turbulent flow of space that could swallow even gods.

And the Forgotten Island has another name, the Eternal Ruins.

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He could clearly feel the changes in his body.

The blood flow speeded up, and the heartbeat was as dense as a drum.Something curved was protruding from his hair, his subconsciously closed pupils felt a slight pain, the teeth seemed to have sharpened and pierced his lips, and his fingertips and toes were full of strange sensations.

"You will go to the Ruins of Eternity..."

He is falling.

When consciousness regained consciousness, the sound of the wind whistled past Edward's ears. He flipped in the air and landed lightly. A power he had never experienced filled his body, and even every slight movement was full of strength.He looked at his hands, which were still fair and slender, but his nails were dyed black.

Demons, he thought.

The crow used his power to bring him to the Eternal Ruins, and the Eternal Ruins itself was space debris, and he was randomly teleported to a closed place.Edward preliminarily speculated that this place was a labyrinth. Its walls were very high, at least twice his height, and the candles hanging above were burning with faint blue flames, illuminating a small path.At this time, he was standing at the entrance with a slightly open area. The door behind him was sealed, with a complicated formation drawn on it. If he wanted to go out, he had to take another exit.

Edward tried to use light magic to create an energy ball, but failed.So he mobilized the demonic energy unique to the demon race to gather in his palm, forming a black, rotating sphere. His five senses were also a little sharper than before, and he could even see things ten meters away without the help of light.

The curved horn pushed the black hair back and bent it back. Edward touched it, and found it was cold and hard like porcelain. The book said that the horns of the demons can be used to determine the direction, although he didn't know how to use it...

He turned left at every intersection and left a mark at the corner, but when Edward walked more and more roads, he realized that there was no need to write down anything, because every corner he passed Easily engraved in the mind.When he came to a dead end, he turned back and took a new road. Just like this, he gradually became familiar with the outline of a map.

It is undeniable that Edward spent a long time in this maze, and his physical strength and endurance have improved significantly, so when he found the exit, he did not feel physically uncomfortable.The door was open, and Edward pushed it open and walked in.

He was instantly dazzled.

Just like the cube in childhood, the mirror alone constitutes a world, the only difference is that he can see himself.

The black hair of the person in the mirror was scattered, and it almost blended with the color of the horns hidden in it, and his skin had a blood color, making him look much healthier than before.The facial features are the same as before, except that the color of the eyes has changed from dark blue to dark red, the pupils are as thin as pinpoints, the color of the lips has deepened, and the wisdom teeth have become much sharper.

Edward was so caught off guard by the mirror that he couldn't tell whether he was standing on a flat surface or a curved surface, sealed or radial.He stretched out his hand to another self, but touched the cold mirror.

Edward was eager to try whether these mirrors would be broken, but the sound of heavy and dragging footsteps was approaching here, and the image of the visitor had been reflected in Edward's eyes after being refracted by multiple mirrors. It was a bone demon.

The other party obviously also found him in the mirror, and Edward even heard the creaking sound of its skeleton rubbing against each other. He can't use light magic now, and he can't use black magic either. Obviously, a mage is not suitable for the situation at this time.He turned around and wanted to retreat, but a white bone claw protruded from behind.

There are two bone demons one behind the other.

The bone demon is a kind of demon. It is very similar to the skeleton of the undead, but the only difference is that its head has flesh and blood, and it looks like a demon. The black skeleton is a high-level bone demon, which can use spells and Possesses a strong regeneration ability.

Edward tried hard to recall the demons he killed on the battlefield. They healed quickly, had agility, and strong attack power. They were not only good at close combat, but also had a great combat advantage in the air, and their black magic was instantaneous, often killing their opponents. One move is fatal.

His nails grew seven or eight centimeters in an instant, and hardened from between his fingers, like ten black daggers embedded in them.Edward strode forward, cut off the neck bone of the bone demon when he poked his head over, and then used the magic energy to gather into a ball to smash the falling head.

The out-of-control skeleton twitched, and soon fell apart.

Only then did Edward truly feel how fast the demons attacked, and it took less than half a minute from the start of the attack.When he turned around, another bone demon just appeared, and quickly dodged the energy ball he threw.

Bone Demon's speed was very fast, but Edward's speed was even faster. When the skeleton's right arm stabbed over, he grabbed the joint and broke it. Half of the bone fell on the mirror, and the other stuck straight into his chest. waist side.Edward suffered from the pain, and strangled a few ribs with a bit of force, but it didn't have any real effect at all. As long as the bone demon didn't cut off his head, he wouldn't die.

An even more unfavorable situation appeared. There were footsteps coming one after another. It was obvious that more dark creatures were approaching.He glanced ahead in a hurry, at least one bone demon came over, the slight difference was that their skeletons were black.

Edward is soberly aware that this is not going to work. There are more and more enemies, and sooner or later they will be exhausted. The only solution is to go in the direction they came from, because that is likely to be the exit.

And the bone demon he killed just now stretched out his hands instead of walking over with his body, which means there is a corner behind him.Edward broke free from the bone demon's entanglement, and cut it in half with his left hand. Before the group of black bone demons in front could catch up, he dodged and entered the corridor made of mirrors behind him.

Shatter these mirrors...

"呲啦——" The sound of the cloth being torn, Edward stopped, and there was a strange feeling behind his back, if there were demons, wouldn't they all have... bone wings?

The black bone wings covered with a dark purple film spread out hugely, and the thorns at the tail shattered a large piece of mirror surface, and the bone demon that was thrown away before also shattered, and Edward realized that they were just images in the mirror.

He was starting to feel wrong.

When Edward woke up, he was already in the state of the demon race. He didn't adapt to it at first, but after going through the maze and the mirror level, he awakened various skills of the demon race in turn, from unfamiliarity to proficiency. Bone Wing, basically has mastered everything that should be mastered, as if someone came to train him deliberately.

He felt that he should not be in the God Realm anymore, because he could no longer feel the unique coercion of God.Edward speculates that the so-called "Ruins of Eternity" may be the only channel connecting all walks of life in the God Realm. The crow let him escape not only for emotional purposes, and it is not that simple for Kyle to make him an envoy of God. When Edward saw the letter of pardon, he already had a bad feeling that the God Realm might be in chaos.

No matter in the past or now, black and white are things with clear boundaries. Once it is said that there is a deviation in that side, then a catastrophe must follow.The reason why the God of Darkness handed over the letter of pardon is certainly not because he was bored, either he was dying, or it was the prelude to a great war, and he himself was stuck between black and white, so it is natural to be less involved at this juncture It's wonderful, not to mention that his strength is also cannon fodder.

In fact, Edward has always had an idea. He wanted to gather all the mixed blood and form an army.In fact, mixed blood itself is a powerful existence, and most of them are also good-looking, but they are isolated because of the struggle between races.If united, it will definitely be a powerful force, if it can be used by him...

Think far.

Edward wrecked his way, and by the time he found the exit, there was a mountain of debris behind him.The door was sealed layer by layer with scarlet magic patterns, he opened it with a sharp edge, and went directly to the next place.

The faint blue color filled his vision, as if something had directly invaded Edward's sea of ​​consciousness. He vaguely sensed that it was an idea, and spoke it in a depressed and soft manner.

Only the wise and the brave can come to the place where the devil king sleeps forever. May the god of darkness bless you.

The cemetery of the devil.

The gray-blue monuments are neatly arranged, and there are densely packed things engraved on them, which seem to be the achievements of this demon king's life.There was a path in the middle, and Edward lightened his steps and went straight forward.

At the end of the road was a coffin, made of black hard metal, with an inverted cross carved on the lid.On the contrary, it has no smell of death and decay, only infinite softness, and the faint blue light cast from nowhere illuminates it lowly, like an invisible comfort and call, driving the visitor to open it.

He opened it.

Lying quietly on the red velvet was a black crystal scepter, shining with a bewitching luster.It is gorgeously carved and elegantly designed. If Edward did not know its origin, he would think it was a finely crafted work of art.

He recognized it immediately, "The Scepter of Lies."

According to legend, the scepter used by the first demon king disappeared during the holy war, and what was left to the later generations was only a painting and countless lies.

Edward thought of more than that. He felt that the modeling material corresponded one-to-one with something in his mind, but he couldn't recall it.But the most important thing now is to think about the issue of the contract.

Edward grasped the authority tightly. He knew that this thing would bring him a lot of trouble, but he had a feeling of regaining it when he held the scepter of lies. Naturally, there was no reason to refuse what was delivered to his door. So, after a short thought Fighting, he naturally branded his mark on the scepter.

The moment the contract was made, the surrounding space began to distort and collapse, but he and the scepter in his hand disappeared like a phantom.

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The God of Chaos said to the God of Light:

"I helped you create the world,

You must meet my conditions.

Let thorns cover Merthach,

Otherwise, my heart is not at ease,

Otherwise, the battle of the Seven Armies. "

The God of Chaos said to the God of Darkness:

"I helped you create the world,

You must meet my conditions.

Let lies spread over Mithril,

Otherwise, my heart is not at ease,

Otherwise Ragnarok. "

——"Creation Epic God of Chaos"

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