Chapter 290 Rhapsody of the Abyss

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high tide.

The sea of ​​blood keeps rising.

The drainage system was completely paralyzed, the docks had long since become ruins, and endless sea water rushed noisily to every corner of the city. The lower city, which had no drainage system but had countless small and densely packed dilapidated houses, was swallowed up in an instant, and countless people were swept into the sea or the red tide. They sank into eternal darkness, never to rise again.

"This is how it should be. I have longed for the collapse of this world for a long time."

Thunder and torrential rain filled the world.

Fragile buildings collapsed one after another, and the mere proximity of the abyss caused the entire sea area to be horribly polluted. Looking down from a very high altitude, the red seawater continued to spread to the surroundings. It was stopped near Pasu Island, and was swept by the suddenly changed ocean currents towards the sea of ​​ruins of the God War to the east. The red sea rushed towards Sunia Island and Rhoside Islands. Another force prevented the disaster from coming, but the small islands along the way were quietly washed away, like the edges of huge rocks being smoothed, leaving only The empty land remains.

The wind blew violently and the apocalyptic scene continued.

A smile appeared on the pale face of the declining king. He looked up at the sky and smiled in a language that no one could understand:

"Watch me ascending to the throne of God again!"

The half body above the starry sky did not respond immediately, but he had already arrived at the land made of ferocious bones.

"Come."

He lowered his head slightly and smiled coldly: "Useless bones, become the cornerstone of my kingdom. This will be your most glorious moment."

The sea of ​​blood was boiling and surging, and a huge black shadow tried to surface, but seaweed-like vines and branches grabbed it from below, dragging it into a deeper trench, leaving only an angry roar rushing into everyone. The mind of an extraordinary person with a demonic path.

The dying struggle had little effect. The pollution of the mother tree of desire that had tortured him for thousands of years was replaced by new pollution, which was more dangerous and aggressive. Fabuti's throat was strangled by invisible hands, and his mind was Tucked into an icy country. He could not make a sound, nor could he have any thoughts of resistance anymore. He enjoyed this beautiful peace and disintegrated quietly with his eyes open in the absolute silence.

The lifeless world extends outward with Him as its foundation, and the monstrous sin and the most essential darkness in human hearts build the prototype of a new Kingdom of God.

He raised his head and looked at the sea in the distance and the sun in the sky. After a moment, the sharp blade struck the abyss with the momentum of Moses dividing the sea, splitting it into two, but it was too late.

But they only launched a tentative attack and did not attack in groups.

A smile appeared on the outer god's lips again.

"You are not united..."

Before these words could be spoken, the figure of the Outer God dissipated like an invisible wind, and he merged into the Kingdom of God itself that was being built.

The peace and tranquility were washed away in an instant, replaced by blood-filled madness.

The disaster expanded rapidly.

For some reason, people in other areas felt a sense of panic and uneasiness, as if the end was approaching.

They either lowered their heads to pray to the gods they believed in, or raised their heads and looked up at the sky, witnessing the terrifying and oppressive darkness.

The wind was howling, and someone seemed to be humming quietly.

"At the beginning of all things, there was nothing in the world..."

“There is neither sand nor sea, only an abyss.”

This ancient song from the past era was sung softly by the visitor from the outer world. Every time He sang a word, the corresponding symbol quickly intensified. The whole world suddenly became silent, as if it had returned to the beginning of everything. There was nothing but the abyss lurking in the earth.

The animals roared in panic, overturning their owners and their belongings. People began to gather crazily towards the church, and the number of stampede accidents instantly exceeded the number of cases throughout the year.

On the outskirts of the city, the red tide rushed into many unprotected lands, swallowing up the farmland and water sources there.

"The sun still doesn't know where it belongs..."

"The moon still doesn't know its own brilliance and power..."

"The stars don't know where to shine yet..."

No one could understand the language, but they all understood the meaning the moment they heard the song. The approaching light was blocked by the haze that came from nowhere. There was no wind, and the waves also subsided.

The sky was dark and everything was missing.

Suddenly there were thousands of roars and explosions, thunder exploded in the sky, and the strong wind blew away this unknown but extremely ominous song, covering the uneasiness in the crowd with the threat of a tyrant. As if there was an earthquake, all the houses were shaking violently, the sea and the earth made a low vibration, everything on the tables and cabinets fell crazily, the gas lamps fell to pieces on the ground, and the glass on the house was like People screamed and screamed in pain as it rained down.

Panic forms the prelude, and loss of control is imminent.

"The abyss is here."

"I am here."

In an instant, a riot in the mind and emotions swept the entire world.

People roared in fear, their emotions were out of control, they lost order and awe of death in the panic, they killed each other irrationally like wild beasts in the face of natural disasters, and made all kinds of unreasonable self-destructive actions.

Offshore, a moment of malice ignited caused an unknown gun to blow up a gas pipe. Raging flames exploded from the streets and buildings in the city. Dangerous flammable and explosive gases surged out from the pipes, turning into raging Pillars of fire, spraying breath on the streets.

The sea suddenly lost all light.

A huge and ferocious silhouette appeared in the darkness under the sky illuminated by thunder and lightning, as if it were a collection of malice that had existed since the birth of humankind, the essence of all terror.

Under it, countless dead branches and roots spread into the distance, and a desolate and decayed world spreads out, carrying a desolate and dead air.

The great existence from the Second Age to the present, the ancient "Demon King" and the "Dark Side of the Universe" have fallen.

Then, the unformed abyss suddenly took on new changes. The cities along the southeastern coast suddenly shattered into pieces, the continent shattered, and the debris flowed towards the further expanding Kingdom of God. Blue flames spread on the ground and sea water, and the lake of fire of sulfur burned blazingly.

"There will be no more justice or virtue in this place."

"Good people cannot survive here, and evil people are protected by me."

He raised his hands, and filth and sin flowed like oil toward everything in the world.

They cannot be stopped, simply because malice exists in the hearts of all living beings.

…

In the southern continent.

Prince Grove was so obsessed with that exquisite collection that he took the wishing lamp with him wherever he went.

"What about the red of war? I only need one wish..."

The frequent reports and pessimistic tone of his subordinates bored him. What was there to worry about? As long as the wishing lamp is in his hand, victory is already within his grasp! The smile at the corner of his mouth slowly widened, he stretched out his hand to polish the magic lamp, and laughed softly:

"The Eternal Djinn!"

"Please grant my wish."

"Let all enemies in Behrens City who disrespect Emperor Loen die!"

In Backlund.

The maid closed the windows of the mansion to block out the shouts and explosions outside.

Audrey sat at the desk, looking worriedly at the horrific riots of the crowd outside the window. Anne came up and poured Audrey a cup of warm tea, with a somewhat uneasy expression on her face:

"Miss, don't look at that. The church and Silveras Field will come out to maintain public order."

Audrey nodded with a worried look on her face. Just as she was about to pick up the tea cup, suddenly, a loud noise exploded at the closed window, and a stone was thrown up by someone unknown, smashing the Hall family house. The glass of the house!

The noise outside suddenly flooded in again, and there was no way to stop it. This stone seemed to be a fuse. Suddenly, there was a continuous sound of shattering glass, and sharp laughter and obscene curses rushed into the ears of the two ladies. Audrey watched all this in shock. With the extraordinary hearing, she even heard someone shouting on the street, cursing all the rich and nobles to die immediately. The man who cursed was quickly arrested by the bodyguards and Silveras Field police officers, but before Audrey could react, a gunshot was fired and blood splattered.

Looking at the blood splattering out, she was stunned.

Gunshots rang out continuously in an instant, police officers and bodyguards fell down, and the world outside went completely crazy.

The maid Anne quickly closed the curtains. She held the silver tray in her arms and cursed loudly:

"I really don't know what they are crazy about! These country mud-legged people know how to resent the rich, but they don't think about who gave them the opportunity to work! They are so damned, why don't I have a gun?"

Audrey, who had just come back to her senses, fell into a daze again. She stared blankly at her gentle and kind personal maid, and suddenly understood something:

"There was a mass emotional riot!"

Anne and the people outside were controlled in a "malicious" direction. Was it done by the Extraordinaries of the "Audience" path?

Audrey was refreshed, and she stood up immediately, leaving Anne a comfort and a psychological suggestion to sit and read until the chaos outside was over. Then she took her extraordinary belongings, lifted her skirt and walked quickly. outside.

As soon as she arrived in the corridor of the mansion, Audrey was shocked by what she saw.

She saw the usually introverted mixed-race maid beating another maid crazily, cursing the other maid for all the discrimination and exclusion against her. The maid she was pressing down and beating had her face covered in blood, and her teeth and teeth were all covered in blood. The bridge of his nose was broken, his eyes were bleeding, and he looked like he was dying.

Audrey quickly used her extraordinary ability to stop the mixed-race maid, and stepped forward, only to find that the victim had expired.

She was not guilty enough to die... Audrey felt cold in her heart, and almost instantly came up with the idea of ​​driving the mixed-race maid out of the house, but she struggled to control her thoughts, constantly examined herself, and Malicious thoughts erased.

The mixed-race maid who was pushed away by her was affected by the "Hand of Fear" and sat there trembling. When Audrey tried to get closer to comfort her, the mixed-race maid looked at the radiant Miss Hall and suddenly smiled nervously. :

"Miss Audrey, why don't you and your brother die?"

Audrey's outstretched hand stopped in mid-air.

"Your brother always shows off his military exploits, but he killed my grandparents." The mixed-race maid laughed nervously, "I hate you, and I hate all of you, I hate you damn Northern Continents... ..." She suddenly stood up, and her bloody fingers went straight towards Audrey, but the next moment, she was so shocked by the "Dragon Power" that she fell down and did not stand up for a long time.

"...I will hand you over to the police."

Audrey tried hard to calm her breathing. She felt a little dizzy and immediately turned around and headed straight to the area where her parents were.

All the servants along the way seemed to be going crazy. They were attacking and cursing each other like crazy for all sorts of trivial matters.

There were also constant male servants looking at Audrey up and down with disgusting eyes when she passed by, which made Audrey feel chilled all over and made them all collapse immediately.

Suddenly, while passing by her father's study, she heard a voice coming from inside:

Hibbert’s dissatisfied voice:

"Father, why do you still provide so much money to that useless charity foundation? Those immoral poor people will not know how to be grateful. They will only pollute the social environment, make us afraid to walk at night, and even make Food prices are rising! If they really all starve to death because they have no food to eat, wouldn’t that be a better thing?”

Earl Hall's laughter:

"Haha, Hibbert, you still have a lot to learn. Emperor Russell once said that sharpening an ax will not delay the time of chopping wood. Blindly squeezing will not allow workers and civilians to create more value for us. Yes, sometimes they have to give up some money, so that they feel that they are being treated favorably, can live longer, respect us more, and work for us willingly..."

Audrey stopped.

She looked at the study door and slowly lowered her outstretched hand.

…

"not bad."

The essential malice in the human heart is aroused, and sin and filth flow everywhere there are people. This ferocious silhouette looked at the chaotic world and made a thunderous sound.

Since the beginning of the First Age, countless time have passed, and the "Abyss" finally descended on the earth again.

"Young gods..."

"You guys gave me a lot of fun."

His gaze passed through an extremely distant space, and he said arrogantly and indifferently:

"Now, let me teach you how the starry sky predators fight."

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Klein opened his eyes and saw that he had arrived in a bleak place.

Soon, when he regained his sight, he realized that it was not that the room was dim, as it was not yet noon, but that the entire world outside was dim. The sky in the distance turned out to be pitch black, and blood was gradually engulfing the sea.

There was a man standing by the window, with golden hair at the roots and dark black hair at the tips, watching the situation on the horizon without saying a word.

The true creator... Klein thought silently. He glanced at the other person's hair a few more times and felt that the gold in the other person's hair seemed to be much more golden than when they last met.

Just as he was trying to think and sort out what happened before, the real creator standing by the window turned his head and asked him angrily:

"Did you bring the potion ingredients?"

Klein was stunned and nodded quickly.

"Drink." The true creator seemed to be in an extremely bad mood, "I am also one of the spectators, and your promotion will definitely succeed."

Klein tried to guess the reason for the other party's bad mood, but couldn't help but wonder how many people had seen his improvised drama. He was worried that there were not enough spectators and insufficient preparations, but it seemed that there were many uninvited spectators who had already sat down quietly, such as Adam, the True Creator, and perhaps the goddess of the night was one of them.

Their "watching" did help him, but the uninvited feeling only reminded Klein that he was like a lion or a bear used for performances in a circus, or a jumping ball in the hands of a roadside artist. Little puppet man.

Klein nodded and silently walked towards the table indoors. Various materials flew out, including golden grapevines and uglier rubber masks. Under the guidance of spirituality, they gradually blended together and poured into a small metal bottle.

He held the bottle of potion, brought it to his mouth, and drank it.

The cold potion slid down his throat, giving Klein a slight paralysis that penetrated deep into his soul.

Suddenly, Klein felt that his spiritual body, together with his flesh and blood, had been divided into countless tiny parts.

His thoughts were immediately divided into fragments, which were combined with different flesh and blood and had their own consciousness:

Here is the painful Klein, here is the arrogant Klein, here is the cold Klein, here is the gentle Klein, here is the self-entertaining Klein, here is Zhou Mingrui, and here is Sherlock Mo Riati, Gehrman Sparrow, and Dwayne Dantès!

His entire spiritual body seemed to have been put into a crusher by someone.

Two meters away, the True Creator looked at him quietly, watching the light-colored flesh buds protrude one after another. They seemed to have their own vitality, growing outwards and turning into transparent worms. They shine with three-dimensional and layered mysterious symbols one after another. They penetrate higher levels, connect to the underlying laws, and intuitively express abstract concepts such as weirdness, madness, change, power, and knowledge.

Under the clothes, there were also traces of squirming rising and falling, wanting to go their separate ways!

What is the reflection of "The Faceless Man" and "The Puppet Master" playing different roles for a long time? After reaching the high sequence, it is enough to turn the false into the real... The true creator has not seen the extraordinary people of the mysterious three paths promoted to demigods for a long time, and it felt a little strange for a while.

Countless chaotic roars and murmurs sounded in Klein's ears. His will turned into fragments and merged into different worms. His senses were layered, and everything around him was constantly overlapping and covering each other, feeling everything around him in fragments. .

But the scenes of the audience appeared in his mind, they were so vivid, and the eyes of the audience made Klein gradually regain his self-awareness.

I……

who I am?

Klein had already answered this question during the "Faceless Man" stage. Without any further thought, he quickly figured out his identity:

A person from the past world who was somewhat reshaped by Klein's memory fragments;

A man who started out as a "Nighthawk", later became a pirate hunter, and is now a rich man who has seen a lot;

A person who does not live up to the name of the Aurora Order, but is still a little confused and unable to integrate into the world around him;

A person who protects himself wisely, is afraid of danger, but is willing to sacrifice everything for his persistence;

A guardian, a wretch.

The whole finally took shape, and all kinds of knowledge poured out from the depths of the demigod's spiritual body, sweeping through Klein's mind and giving him an indescribable impact. His head seemed about to explode.

However, having already begun to assume divinity and experienced many experiences, he passed this stage relatively easily by looking down and watching.

The transparent worms on his face, hands, neck, and under his clothes retracted into his body, and he turned back into Klein Moretti with black hair and brown eyes.

The True Creator watched the entire process without making any comments. Although he looked like "I already knew that Tianzun's back-up would definitely not be promoted", he felt a little more relaxed in his heart.

"...I know that you not only have memories of living in the Northern Continent, but you have also been to the Rhoside Islands and the Southern Continent."

The True Creator spoke in a deep voice, and did not ask the newly minted "Cunning Mage" about rituals or any other questions related to mysticism. Instead, he chatted about insignificant things like a friend he had not seen for a long time.

"How are you feeling lately?"

Klein was silent for a few seconds. He thought about a lot and had a lot to say, but in the end he just nodded:

"very smooth."

The True Creator closed the curtains, stopped looking at the scenery outside the window, and turned his face seriously to Klein:

"Although it's only been a year, I believe you have seen a lot and have a general understanding of the world."

Klein nodded quietly.

"You know what I mean, and I'll tell you straight, I still want you to sit in that position."

The True Creator answered calmly: "You have now become a Sequence 4 and gained divinity. You will soon realize that divinity will have a huge change in your personality and make you unconsciously close to the path itself. But even so, I still Hope it’s you.”

"Your current situation is very dangerous, but I still have room to take action."

After hearing these words, Klein couldn't help but sigh:

"You don't need to do so much for me. I don't have the ambition to become a god, and I can't be a god. All I can do is protect the people around me... and maybe make some donations to the charity industry. Assistance? Now that Ince Zangwill is dead, my biggest long-cherished wish has come to an end. Dear True Creator, can you please allow the 'Origin Castle' to leave me and let me return to my normal life?"

"..."

The True Creator also sighed, but still spoke without refusal: "You still need it for the time being. The rescue plan for Silver City has not started yet. After all that is done, maybe you will have new ideas."

You seem like an elder who would say "you will change your mind when you grow up"... Klein no longer objected and could only nod.

TBC

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Hey, his grandma’s writing is finally finished!

Haha, I’ll take leave tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

Don’t ask about depositing the manuscript. If it doesn’t exist, it really doesn’t exist. I’ve been torturing myself by coding every day since I was around 190!