Chapter 1822: The Lord of Chaos

Sea of ​​Chaos and Misery.

It is the unified name for the environment in which the various intelligent races struggling to survive in the ruins of this supercontinent refer to their environment.

Although these survivors have never enjoyed a day of good life since they were born.

But it does not affect them from learning about the beauty and greatness of their own race in the past through the projection stones and various inherited wonders left by their ancient ancestors!

I don’t know when it started, but various myths and legends began to spread among the survivors.

The versions are different due to the circulation, but the consciousness itself is the same. That is the reason why the hometown turned into a sea of ​​chaos and suffering, because the gods worshiped by various races left this continent.

As long as you pray sincerely and sincerely repent for the mistakes of your ancestors, one day the gods will return, make the sea of ​​chaos and suffering disappear, and restore the glory of all races in ancient times.

Therefore, in addition to surviving, the most important thing for the intelligent races struggling to survive in this supercontinent with a harsh environment and full of dangers is to pray to the gods.

Searching for food and praying have become the daily routine of almost all creatures on this continent.

When a wizard who claimed to be an ancient citizen contacted Xiao Yu's spiritual consciousness.

In a grand canyon 100,000 kilometers away from this ruins.

A thin, bald man with sinister eyebrows and sly eyes was greedily staring at a black crystal placed one meter away in a cave in the canyon.

This crystal was accidentally obtained by this man when he was looking for food. He immediately felt the extraordinary power of this black crystal and immediately left the tribe, studying this crystal alone day and night.

Now, his research was finally successful, and he heard the call coming from the black crystal.

The voice was weak, but it was indeed a voice coming from the sea of ​​chaos and misery.

The man cried immediately, believing that this must be the voice from the gods.

Moreover, it is different from the experience of the old people in the past.

This time, he heard all kinds of mysterious knowledge contained in the voice.

This knowledge is not found in tribal inheritance.

"Gods, gods have appeared!"

The man knelt down and kept kowtowing. Soon his scalp was damaged and drops of black blood flowed from his forehead.

This blood is extremely smelly, and if a drop falls on the soil of the cave, it will corrode the ground and emit a foul-smelling black gas.

In the hazy black air, several wailing faces could be vaguely seen.

The bald man was completely unaware of this and apparently thought that his blood was normal.

Carefully put away the black crystal.

The bald man stretched out his head and looked around to see that there were no predators from other tribes around. He immediately ran out in small steps and disappeared without a trace after making ripples in the dark canyon.

Tens of minutes later.

In the sewers of a ruined city.

The bald man returned to his tribe's headquarters.

The city's sewers are very spacious, reaching a hundred meters at their widest point.

On the walls of the sewer, a cyan alloy is laid on the ground.

This cyan alloy emits a faint light and is the only light source here. Although it is weak, it is enough for these struggling survivors to see their surroundings clearly.

Of course, it doesn't matter even if you can't see clearly. In this chaotic sea of ​​suffering, all races have powerful hearing and strange perception abilities.

This kind of perception ability makes it possible for him to be blind even if his eyes are blinded, and there will be no impact.

The bald man walked quickly into the depths and immediately saw several equally skinny children running towards him.

Only one of these children looked healthy.

At least there were only a few finger-sized bluish-black sarcomas on my back.

Several other children had sarcomas the size of a child's fist in different parts of their body.

There are even some sarcomas that have broken open, and strands of black blood flow out from time to time.

The bald man knew that among these children, only the healthy ones had a half chance of growing up.

The rest...99% of them will die young, right?

But even so, this is because his tribe is strong enough, and it can be replaced by the small tribes he has encountered before.

These children will be expelled to fend for themselves in the dark ruins.

There are also some crazy tribes that will use all the dead tribesmen as sacrifices.

"I found no food."

The bald man shouted, and all the children suddenly showed disappointed expressions and then shrank back to the wall and rested against it.

The bald man walked quickly for another hundred meters and saw the tribesmen meditating or eating around a three-meter-high stone tablet.

The stone tablet is the core wonder of the tribe, which contains the knowledge passed down by the ancient ancestors.

This is how the bald man knew how glorious and beautiful his ancestors were.

Among the crowd, several people were eating carefully.

The food is a small monster that looks like a mouse but also has its own tumours.

When they eat, they will carefully dig out the sarcoma and eat the uncontaminated flesh and blood.

If you accidentally eat sarcoma, it will quickly grow on your body.

The more these sarcomas there are, the greater the chance of sudden death.

Plus, there's nothing combustible here, and no one's using magic to keep the food warm.

So, they were eating raw food.

The food in the chaotic sea of ​​suffering is all kinds of weird little animals in the dark ruins.

No one knows how those weird little animals thrive in the darkness without food.

All they know is that they can't even grow up without eating these dangerous monsters.

The bald man quickly found the clan leader.

A bald man with the same sly eyebrows who was no more than two years older than him.

After confirming that the black crystal the bald man took out was real and that the call could indeed be heard.

The patriarch immediately stood up and started shouting excitedly.

Soon, more than 70 people from the entire clan, including children, gathered near the stone monument. Listen to the call coming from the black crystal placed on the stone tablet.

All tribesmen have extremely strong senses, and their bodies may seem thin, but in fact they are no less powerful than the second-level extraordinary knights of Lilliput.

Considering that they are in their twenties at most.

It can be said that if the people of these tribes were thrown outside, everyone would be called a genius.

They listened to the call, and gradually their expressions became more and more crazy.

They began to chant the name of a certain evil god and chant its prayers, and almost everyone was a fanatical believer.

There are more than seventy fanatical believers. In the divine system, they are comparable to tens of thousands of devout believers.

And the soul of every fanatical believer is the most precious thing to the gods.

No evil god can resist such a temptation.

The black crystal shook a few times.

A shadow of an evil god with a bull's head and six wings on his back was projected out.

This evil god, as majestic as an emperor, opened his hands and felt the scorching gazes cast by the tribesmen around him.

He chuckled enjoying himself.

I was about to show off the power of the evil god and give some gifts to these fanatical believers.

Let them all become the sons of their own evil gods and dominate this place that seems to be the Lost Continent.

Suddenly.

The evil god's phantom shook violently, widened his eyes, and looked at the praying tribe members around him incredulously.

It wanted to escape immediately.

However.

These more than seventy fanatical beliefs are like more than seventy indestructible chains, firmly trapping this evil god.

Moreover, these beliefs are toxic.

Just as the evil god was about to exert his strength to break free, he discovered that there was an abnormality in his body. Tumors were growing inside, and he made strange cries that affected his spell casting efficiency.

As an inexplicable force appeared, its body was dragged out of the space-time vortex.

"No!"

The bull-headed evil god shouted in horror.

Its body is a thousand meters long, and it should have overwhelmed this sewer.

However, in this continent, most of his body was eroded by darkness and became like a phantom.

Only one big head fell into the center of the tribe, where it screamed in despair.

The bald man stopped praying.

The scene before him seemed to be somewhat inconsistent with the inherited knowledge.

Are the gods so shameless? How could they behave so rudely after being summoned?

The bald man was about to say something more.

boom!

A loud noise suddenly emerged from the sewer not far away.

Underground in this sewer, tens of thousands of tons of sludge suddenly appeared out of thin air and surged in like a tsunami.

This sludge drowned all the tribesmen and the evil god in an instant.

belch……!

After a few minutes, the space seemed to burp.

All the sludge retreated and disappeared into the sewer.

Except for the giant stone tablet, everything else, whether it was the tribe or the evil god, all disappeared without a trace.

The monolith flickered a few times.

With a few snaps, more than a dozen sarcomas with a diameter of half a meter were teleported and fell to the ground.

Soon, these tumors burst open.

The skinny child inside was revealed.

More than a dozen children who looked to be seven or eight years old stood up in confusion. They were instinctively attracted by the huge stone monument and surrounded it.

Gradually.

These children gained knowledge on how to survive and understood the glory and beautiful life of their ancient ancestors.

Soon, another tribe was born in the sewers of this ruined city...

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The city of miracles.

Xiao Yu was sitting in the main hall, discussing the Chaos Lord with his trusted ministers.

After hearing what Xiao Yu heard and saw.

Everyone expressed their opinions and made various bold guesses.

Except that the Chaos Lord may have been an extraordinary person born on that continent, but he became an extraordinary person who went crazy.

Some people have thought about the source of the abyss, and boldly speculated that that continent was the body of the Chaos Lord?

The goddess of the night becomes one world.

Even though he was crazy, he still frightened this sea of ​​time and space for thousands of years.

Therefore, after putting forward this guess, everyone could not help but be slightly startled and a little frightened.

Freya, as a maid, stood aside and heard this, and she snorted softly in her heart.

The Chaos Lord was indeed extremely good, and was one of the most outstanding Morning Star wizards of that era.

But when it comes to the level of genius, he is still slightly inferior to his predecessor.

Even if it goes crazy, it will only become one with a supercontinent.

It barely managed to make that continent a secret.

Wherever it is like the abyss, it has directly transformed into a small world attached to the big world of time and space.

Moreover, countless abyssal continents were divided within it.

This is far beyond what the Chaos Lord can do!

"I can feel that the other party is not as good as the abyss."

Xiao Yu waved his hand and overturned this guess, but said:

"But, that continent gives me a very strange and weird feeling."

"Although it may not be a world of its own, that supercontinent may be a part of the Chaos Lord."

Speaking of this, Xiao Yu remembered that trace of connection again.

Speaking of which, Xiao Yu thought that this trace of connection would be constantly rejected by the local continental consciousness.

But after a little experiment, he found that the continent did not seem to find his connection?

Positioning and teleporting, it feels unimpeded.

According to the knowledge of wizards, this level of ease is the level of the Lost Continent.

But Xiao Yu, who saw the continent with his own eyes, did not think that the other party would be the level of the Lost Continent.

Especially, even if it was just a glimpse.

Xiao Yu could also feel that the continent was extremely vast and boundless!

Even the few supercontinents encountered at the beginning were far inferior!

This made Xiao Yu feel that the continent had such a weak repulsive force, which made him even more suspicious!

However!

I, Xiao Yu, have a majestic throne!

So I am not too worried that the other party will play tricks in this regard.

After all, the abyss can't do anything to me, let alone the other party who is not as good as the abyss?

After the meeting, the projection stone was thrown out, and the three goddesses and some trusted confidants were allowed to watch the projection of the sun at close range for training.

Xiao Yu ran back to the station near the Valley of the Gods, and after fully armed, he sat cross-legged on the bed and tried to make that connection.

As the sea of ​​consciousness seemed to have a ripple.

Gradually.

Xiao Yu's eyes in his heart saw in a blurry and narrow space.

A wizard who looked a bit like the elves in fantasy novels was praying to him.

The prayer words... Xiao Yu didn't understand.

But the meaning was still roughly understood.

It was nothing more than believing that he was one of the ancient gods and would come to save them from the sea of ​​chaos.

"Sea of ​​chaos?"

Faintly, Xiao Yu was slightly startled, and understood the meaning of an obscure word, and at the moment of understanding this word.

He felt that a huge amount of chaotic knowledge came from the void.

"Heh!"

Xiao Yu sneered in his heart.

The Majestic Throne was activated, and with the condensed Morning Star Consciousness, the Void Knowledge was immediately compressed into a singularity after being absorbed, and then placed aside.

Waiting for Xiao Yu to analyze and read slowly when he was free.

No need to worry about being broken by the messy knowledge in an instant, so that it is easier to be infected and out of control by the weird knowledge.

A few seconds later.

Xiao Yu received the gift from the void.

The scene in his mind became clearer.

The layer of fog seemed to disappear.

Xiao Yu was able to see the subtle changes in the expression of the elf wizard's prayer and the surrounding environment.

"Hmm?"

It was also at this moment that Xiao Yu discovered something that he had been blinded to and could not see clearly at the beginning.

This devout prayer was indeed praying to him sincerely.

But his body was full of strange malice!

Moreover, in the nearby environment, every inch of space seemed to have thousands of weird things.