The paradise of the abyss does not support idlers

There are four people sitting at the round table except Su Buxian.

One is the Lord of Angels, and the holy light all over his body illuminates his own space like a circular section.

One is the Lord in Yellow Clothes, which is now bathed in a distorted dusk, all of which are dim and cannot be seen directly.

The terrifying visions of the ancient god spread behind him, occupying one end of the disk.

Finally, there is the most ordinary person.

He had black hair, dull eyes, and was wearing a black jacket. He had a hideous scar on his face and traces of bullets hanging on his body. Although he was unconscious, he was a bit more weathered.

He was the black-haired young man that Su Qi met in that duel world before.

The other party gave him a revolver that was comparable to a magical weapon, and a box of cigarettes.

That cigarette is an item that carries the coordinates of the other party's traces.

Su Qi would naturally try to invest energy. The other party's identity was connected to a certain initial era in the past. He invested even more energy than others, so the search was naturally more difficult.

but.

Unexpectedly, he found traces of the other party and projected part of his power.

Like other projections, they have no self-awareness.

These parts are just traces of power and are separate from consciousness.

"He doesn't seem to be very dangerous?" This was a person that Old Huang didn't know, and compared to other existences, he was also the one who relieved him the most.

"Really?" Su Qi paused and looked at the aura on the other person's body: "That's not necessarily true."

Unknowingly.

The aura of the black-haired young man is also quietly getting stronger. Although there is nothing else in his body, there is a

There are tons of scary things happening.

"Do those seem to be all the various visions he has experienced?" The Pigeon God murmured.

Behind the black-haired young man.

The outline of the vision became clearer and clearer, and the horrific scenes surged like a tide, eroding the surrounding space wantonly. The visions all bear traces of his past. As the Dove God said, they are all the world he has experienced, intertwined and influencing each other, causing endless panic and oppression.

And soon, the side of the disc began to change, and what came into view was a narrow street. The surrounding buildings had become dilapidated, and the gray sky was shrouded in haze.

Several corpses lay scattered on the street, as if they had been destroyed by some invisible force. The distorted expressions on their faces were like silent screams, conveying endless pain.

There was a putrid smell in the air, and a suffocating sense of panic kept rising, as if he would be swallowed up by this despair at any time.

His whole body was covered with various burns, and a monster wearing a high hat appeared among them, appearing like a nightmare ghost.

Then, the street twisted and deformed, and a dark underground structure appeared again. The surrounding walls were covered with rusty pipes, and a faint light flickered in the shadows of the corners. This is a place where people forget, everything seems to be abandoned by time. The ground was stained with blood and scattered with several twisted corpses. The faces of the corpses were distorted to the point of being unrecognizable, making people shudder. Suddenly, a low whimpering sound came from the depths. The sound was like a whisper from hell, lurking. In every corner, it echoes endlessly.

"This must be a vision, right? Why do I feel like the air is getting colder?" Lao Huang's alarm bell rang.

There was a suffocating despair in the air, as if all the cold air flowing inside was blown over. Only the whispers kept reminding people that this was once a world of the living, but now it has become a prison of death. It seemed like something was coming out of it.

I haven’t waited for Lao Huang to confirm.

Then, another picture covers it!

It was a dead city, and the once bustling streets were now deserted. The windows of the building are like merciless eyes, staring at this desolate land. The breeze blows and stirs up the dust on the ground, as if mourning this lost land. Occasionally, a few crows flew by, their shrill cries seeming to laugh at the tragedy of the ruins.

In the center of the city, there stands a huge statue. The statue's expression is twisted and ferocious, seeming to curse all living creatures. The surrounding street lights flickered faintly, like a dying struggle, and might go out at any time.

At this moment, the surrounding shadows gradually condensed, as if countless ghosts were wandering among them. Their faces were blurred, and only the empty eyes shone with a faint blue light, revealing endless sadness and death.

Seeing this scene, Old Huang's pupils shrank: "Wait a minute, I can see it, this is the Lord God Wei."

He suddenly discovered something and suddenly covered his mouth.

But it's too late.

The terrifying ominousness seems to have sensed a taboo, and the space becomes dark without any reason, losing color, and there are countless black and white coming towards the face.

And as the outlines of these visions become clearer, the terror continues to spread. Those once blurry images begin to emerge from the visions. The ferocious creatures gradually become clearly visible, with various twisted bodies twisted and stained with... The viscous liquid seemed to be crawling out of the terrifying monster, and every movement seemed slow and steady.

And the nightmare-like figure was vaguely visible. It walked with its head lowered, its slender fingers scratching on the ground, leaving deep marks, as if tearing apart the reality of this space. It seemed that no one could see its face, only a black and blurry mask with a strange luster flowing on it, which seemed to be silently mocking Huang himself.

As the vision deepened, the creatures moved faster and faster, as if they were racing against time, eager to pounce further. There was a suffocating breath in the air, and they could feel their approach at any time. That terrifying feeling was like a tide that hit the real world, as if it would be swallowed up by these things that crawled out of the vision in the next second!

"Fuck!"

Old Huang was anxious.

He had now put the snacks on, intending to appease the black-haired young man who looked ordinary, with all kinds of terrifying visions behind him.

The few words he said were by no means the reason for the ominous horror. The real reason was these terrifying visions, which became vivid in front of Old Huang's eyes at this moment, as if they were about to walk out of the dark crack and face everything in front of them.

Some kind of whispering kept ringing in his ears, as if it echoed with an endless end.

Streets with fierce ghosts, underground organizations with countless zombies roaming around, cities of death with all kinds of accidents, etc.

Unspeakable fear appeared in the depths of Old Huang's eyes

This is definitely the main god space. All the ominous outbreaks are caused by these strange phenomena.

But unfortunately

The snacks don't work.

It didn't stop the strange phenomena behind him at all.

"Su Buxian!"

Old Huang yelled: "What should I do!"

Subconsciously, he began to ask Su Qi for help, as if he subconsciously thought that he would definitely have a way to ask that guy.

"Pop!"

Like the sound of a lighter, Old Huang turned his head suddenly.

He widened his eyes.

"What time is it? You still have the leisure to smoke a cigarette."

At this moment, Su Qi lit the cigarette with a lighter and threw it to Old Huang.

"It's not me who smokes, light it up for my brother."

Old Huang: "."

He did not hesitate at all and immediately did what Su Qi said.

Don't say it. Don't say it.

When the cigarette was lit, the strange phenomenon behind the other party began to retreat rapidly, which was suppressed by a large amount of smoke.

However,

Although the surrounding ominousness stopped expanding, the colors that were swallowed up all returned to black and white.

"Why is this?" The Pigeon God was shocked.

"The End." Old Huang uttered these two words, with a fearful light in his eyes.

".Su Buxian, you have invited a great man this time."

"We are all brothers."

Su Qi looked at this scene and was not surprised.

Known information

The End is the place where everything in the past is buried, including the Ancient Paradise, the Lord God Space, and the Terminator can all be called the End.

In addition to these, Su Qi also knows two Ends.

One is the Lord of the Present World, and the other is the Evil God.

But what happened in the buried past history is still unknown. The birth of the twelve dimensions happened after that. He has also seen the scene of the birth of the World Tree, but he has no clue.

And now these ominous things, and the terrifying ominous universe, if you change your mind and guess, they do not exist to destroy everything and swallow all traces.

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It is to cover up some past events, things, or people.

Su Qi doesn't know, and he has no way of knowing now.

Everything has to wait

Wait for the evil god to come down, or wait for everything to end, or the dust to settle.

There are too many uncertainties, who knows what will happen.

Anyway, the evil god doesn't move, he doesn't move, and uses all his strength to increase his trump card.

And he has to hide his breath and fluctuations. If he is discovered, the evil god as the lord of the abyss will be fine, but the end in the abyss vortex will be the real trouble.

However, it seems to have begun.

The evil god is suspended in the middle of the huge abyss vortex.

In the center of the abyss, the huge vortex is like a bottomless black hole, swallowing up the light and vitality around it. The rotation of the vortex is like the end of the world, like a crazy roar. In this abyss, countless phantoms gradually emerge, accompanied by an irresistible breath of fear. They are all black and white, and the shape begins to gradually become clear from the vague outline, as if descending from the depths of the old days.

"This is the purpose of the abyss, to swallow up all traces through the black tide to call back those ends."

And below, the man in the top hat watched this scene.

"Next, how should you deal with it?"

The evil god has already passed through a large number of traces, not only swallowed by the extremely evil land, but also traces obtained from countless worlds and countless creatures that have been massacred and polluted for countless years.

Gradually, an extremely huge body is being reshaped, and the deep black in the body is like the endless night sky, as if every inch contains dangerous power.

The shadow of its goat head hung high above the vortex, like a huge planet, overlooking this boundless territory. Its horns were like ancient mountains, curved and tough, emitting a suffocating pressure.

Its double eyes and single eye, like a blood moon, flashed with indifference and terror, staring at all the creatures in the second battlefield that were tiny in front of it.

All the people in the second battlefield, including the creatures in the Temple of the Gods, also raised their heads.

Looking at the huge starry sky transformed by the evil god's body, the adventurers who were fighting bravely were now trembling as if they had been hit hard!

Yes, the power of the evil god can penetrate the shelter and affect its spirit, mind and soul! The temperature in the air seemed to drop suddenly, and the haze of fear surged like a tide, making it impossible to breathe.

Many sons of gods, even sons of the gods, were drowned in an indescribable fear at this moment.

Chen Xing's hands trembled slightly, his lips turned pale, and it seemed that even his voice was suppressed deep in his throat.

"Don't panic."

A hand pressed his shoulder.

He was stunned for a moment and looked back, but it was Annan.

"Brother An. You."

"Time is running out."

Annan had regained consciousness at this moment, and he had a spark chip on him: "I won't explain much, the leader has arranged a task."

He handed over a ball of sparks.

"." Chen Xing took it a little dazedly: "What task."

"I don't know either, I only know the name, it's called Sparks and Prairie Fire."

"And after holding the sparks, you also have the ability to pass on the sparks."

Chen Xing: "."

Do I look like a fool?

The terrifying power of the evil god seemed to easily penetrate everything of theirs, as if to turn their souls into nothingness, and now it is still transmitting sparks here? ?

This thing has no energy, not even temperature, and it is still transmitting? ?

At this moment, a piercing scream suddenly came from the sky above the temple, like the collapse of the sky and the crack of the earth, tearing the nerves of all living beings.

"That is... the sound of pollution!"

"So, cover your ears quickly!!!"

Countless people covered their ears in horror, their faces pale!

But they still couldn't stop it, and after the sound came over, everyone felt that their bodies were torn apart, their palms turned into tentacles, and their heads turned into all kinds of weird things, and all kinds of weird things were drilling out of their bodies! !

"What on earth is this!!"

Countless people looked at the changes in their bodies with despair on their faces.

"The sound of pollution is the evil god's large-scale spiritual field, which can cause countless people to have mental pollution. When the mental san value drops, the body they see will also change."

The God King who still exists said in a deep voice.

"So. This is just an illusion?"

Just when many people wanted to breathe a sigh of relief.

The God King said in a deep voice: "Unfortunately, it is not"

"The evil god's pollution power can pollute everything. In addition to your spirit, your body and soul will be exhausted. These will become real!!"

The voice of the God King echoed in the second battlefield, and countless adventurers listened to this news in shock!

But they could not suppress this pollution at all!

Even the shelter could not stop it!

"What should I do? Just a sound will destroy it!!"

At this desperate moment.

Although Su Qi was at the round table above, he still calmly took out a radio.