The world in the box

The time has come.

Five hundred years is enough for Cecil's civilization to reach its peak.

But for the demons, five hundred years is just a drop in the bucket for their civilization development.

But the demons gave Cecil's civilization five hundred years to develop.

It is an incredible decision to fatten the enemy.

It is also a very stupid and risky decision.

However, the first demon king Ai Ting still adopted the decision of the fate saint cocoon.

Ai Ting still remembers what the Fate Saint Jian said to her at that time:

"Five hundred years is not for the development of Cecil civilization, but for Cecil civilization to have enough time to grow."

"When Cecil civilization grows into a towering tree, blooms and bears fruit, the demons will come to harvest it."

Now, the harvest season has arrived.

Cecil's magic civilization is infinitely close to the peak of the third-level world.

Except for the fewer holy ranks and the difference in the number of extraordinary lives, the current Cecil civilization is no different from the demon world.

And the sickle of the saints is what countless heroes in Cecil have been pursuing for thousands of years-immortality.

Immortality, what an illusory thing.

But it is what countless beings dream of.

Every time the holy war, the demons come out in full force, and a big reason is also for immortality.

Although the lifespan of the demons is long enough, they are still not satisfied.

The longer you live, the happier you live, and the more you fear death.

And now, this will also be the most powerful bait used by the demons to deal with the Cecil world.

Using immortality as bait to fish for all living beings.

Only a saint who can see the fate of all living beings can come up with such a fantastic method.

When Ai Ting heard Jian propose this method, he asked Jian a question:

"I heard that in your world, you call us saints the demons?"

"That's right." Jian replied.

"Demons, in the explanation of the Book of Light, are cunning, evil, fierce, and greedy."

At this point, Ai Ting raised his head and looked directly into Jian's eyes:

"I think you humans, the so-called saint, are more in line with the word 'demon'."

"Maybe, after all, if this battle is successful, I will also be a demon in the mouth of the human race, right?" Jian disagreed, but liked Ai Ting's description of her.

Jian remembered that in the Cecil Mythology compiled by mortals, demons are often the opposite of gods and the lifelong enemies of gods.

What she is doing and about to do is no different from what the demons in the myth do, isn’t it?

...

Alley Zero, Snow River City.

Compared to five hundred years ago, this alley is more prosperous and has gradually lost its old appearance.

It is no longer the same as when Lin Ming lived there, and even the traces left by the nameless grocery store have been erased by time.

At this time, Alley Zero is full of adventurer teams and their shouts.

People come and go in the alley.

But they don’t know that under this prosperous alley, there is actually an even more prosperous underground world - the habitat of the Dark Night Sect.

At this moment, in the center of this prosperous underground kingdom, a secret and taboo ritual is being carried out - god-making.

This is what the Dark Night Sect has been doing in secret.

They once created a demigod-level, that is, a third-level peak evil - Ms. Night.

Ms. Night has extremely strong abilities.

He even took a trace of the authority of the night from the hands of the gods.

However, because of the lack of the key soul, Ms. Night is not a real life.

She is more like the embodiment of the rules of darkness.

In order to inject soul into Ms. Night, the Dark Night Sect has been studying the laws related to souls for many years.

They have developed the magic of extracting souls, and extracted many souls from other intelligent species and injected them into Ms. Night's body.

But all of them failed.

After countless tests, they found that the reason they failed was that the souls they extracted were not pure enough.

After that, Cocoon has been collecting pure and powerful souls.

Until five hundred years ago, Cocoon finally found the soul she wanted.

Speaking of which, this soul is the soul of an old acquaintance of Cocoon.

It is also the soul of the most hated person in the history of the Dark Night Sect and the demon species - the soul of Aaron, the last king of the Xia Empire.

Fate, sometimes it is so coincidental

Together.

In terms of soul research, apart from the Dark Night Sect, there is only this magic soul master born by the soul law in the world today.

He is also the only magic soul master today.

When Aaron was destroyed by the demons, Jian captured Aaron's soul as soon as possible.

And in the next five hundred years, the Dark Night Sect has been nurturing Aaron's soul and branding it with the demons.

With the efforts of the Dark Night Sect, Aaron's soul strength finally reached their requirements.

Now, the Dark Night Sect only has to do this step of injecting Aaron's soul into Ms. Ye's body.

In front of the altar, Jian's figure is woven:

"Speaking of which, you should thank me."

"It is such an honor and wonderful thing to be the soul of a god!"

"Old friend, let us witness this great moment together."

The soul of a generation of monarchs, which continued the bloodline of a thousand years, was injected into the body of a god under the injection of the demon species he hated.

At the moment when Aaron's soul and the goddess of evil, Ms. Ye, combined.

An ancient and profound power suddenly surged, like a black hole in the night sky, swallowing all the light and vitality around it.

The wailing of the dead and the whispers of the netherworld suddenly sounded all around, interweaving into an ominous movement.

The next second, Ms. Ye's eyes suddenly turned dark blue, flashing with dark blue light, and gradually turned into Aaron's appearance, releasing a disturbing breath.

"No, this is not the breath of God."

"What on earth is this?"

Cocoon knew that this time the creation of God failed again.

"Such a strong soul fluctuation, I seem to have created something amazing.

You see, even in the field of creation, I am no worse than you."

Cocoon has been extremely certain that in this forbidden fusion, Xia's former king, the world's first magic soul master, has transformed into an existence that controls death and makes the world tremble.

This is the realm of magic, the realm of the dead.

The realm is the symbol of the holy rank, that is, the titled magician.

Unexpectedly, after the fusion of Ms. Ye and Aaron's souls, they actually broke through to the fourth level, that is, the holy level.

Fortunately, Jian had already engraved the mark of the demon clan on this newly born holy level.

"My old friend, what should I call you?"

"I got it. Since you can control the power of the undead, I will call you a necromancer. What do you think?"

The answer to her was a heavy and ancient voice:

"I'm back, the long-lost mortal world."

"I will carry out the will of the saints and turn this world into the kingdom of the dead!"