My believers are time travelers

Kusen is the only xenogeneic creator god among Io's attendants.

He has no form or body, cannot observe nature and has no natural enemies.

Just a collection of negative energies that feed on the soul.

Because it is the same as the Fate Slate, it can amplify the inner desires of creatures and thus control them.

So he fits best with the Slate of Destiny.

Apart from being afraid of Oscar, he ignored the rest of the attendants.

Yet the other attendants always looked down on him.

So he has been looking for a chance to prove himself better than others.

San Fladomingo knew exactly this.

He deliberately mentioned Xia Qihong in front of him.

It would be great if Kusen could kill Xia Qihong.

There is no loss for him if he fails, and there may be unexpected gains.

Thinking of this, San Fladomingo laughed.

"No problem, if you can kill Xia, his soul is yours to enjoy."

Watching and laughing without saying a word Cusen, he added.

"Of course I won't tell Mr. Oscar, I swear in the name of Io."

"Hahaha, it's a deal."

Hear San Fladomingo swear in Io's name.

Kusen knew Xia Qihong's soul, so he was determined.

Laughing loudly, Kurson fell on his back.

The body in front of him is just a piece of clothing to Kurson.

The real Kusen has already gone to Xia Qihong.

……

It's night, in the Para Valley, at the coalition camp in Nightmare Hills.

With Xia Qihong's rescue, Xiu got rid of the pursuit of St. Fladomingo.

The gathered defeated army set up camp by the river in an orderly manner.

The entire camp was brightly lit and built like an iron barrel.

In order to prevent the Radiance Church from attacking at night, Xiu also arranged for people to be on guard at the watchtower.

Because of the defeat during the day, many demon soldiers were depressed.

And Xiu changed the brutal way of commanding troops of the demon lord.

Enter the barracks and mingle with the soldiers.

Moisturizing things silently relieves the negative emotions of soldiers.

And arrange for his confidantes to publicize the fact that the glorious pope fled without a fight during the day to boost morale.

Shaping Xia Qihong as a god who saves the Demon Continent.

He is the representative of the gods in the continent of demons.

"Xiu, you are already a qualified commander."

Looking at Xiu's skillful methods, Xia Qihong couldn't help but be moved.

If the Radiance Church did not invade the Demon Continent, it would only be a matter of time before the unification of the Continent would be established.

"Brother Xia, I'm sorry, I used you to boost morale without your consent."

"Xiu, as a commander, you must use all favorable means to win, and besides, I am indeed a god."

Seeing Xiu standing still like a mountain in front of this shocking news.

Xia Qihong felt strange in his heart.

"Xiu, you already knew?"

"Brother Xia, there is a certain chance that the Nightmare Clan will awaken the prophetic dream."

"Then when did you know?"

"The first time I met Brother Xia."

Xia Qihong suddenly felt a chill and shivered.

It turned out that from the very beginning, everyone knew their identities, but they were kept in the dark.

They are all playing cosplay with themselves.

"Xiu, rest early, there will be another fierce battle tomorrow."

Feeling a little awkward in the atmosphere, he returned to his tent.

But what he didn't know was that with his current cultivation base in the alchemy stage, he was already invulnerable to cold and heat.

The chill just now was caused by Kurson's intention to invade.

Kusen had already arrived at the camp of the coalition forces.

He has been surrounding Xia Qihong, looking for opportunities to invade.

Just now, when there was a slight opening in Xia Qihong's mind, he got into his sea of ​​consciousness.

But it was cut off by an invisible barrier.

"As expected of the strong who defeated Belk and Barnhardt."

Ku Sen, who failed in the invasion, was not discouraged, the stronger Xia Qihong was, the greater the benefits he would gain from devouring his soul.

This made him covet Xia Qihong's soul even more.

He wrapped around Xia Qihong's body and entered the tent.

He was waiting for the moment when Xia Qihong relaxed.

Xia Qihong who came to the Devil's Continent did not relax.

He sat cross-legged on the bed and closed his eyes to practice the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

He who has not passed through the inheritance of the teacher does not know that it is dangerous to practice without defense.

Real cultivators will arrange a layer of formations when they practice to prevent them from going crazy.

With the deepening of cultivation, all his mind sank into the sea of ​​consciousness.

As if asleep.

The invisible barrier outside the body also disappeared.

Kurson, who finally waited for the opportunity, let out a scream.

Drilled into Xia Qihong's sea of ​​consciousness.

As Kusen invaded, Xia Qihong's sea of ​​consciousness trembled.

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Through the feedback from the Six Paths of Reincarnation, he knew that he had encountered an extraterrestrial demon.

This is the Heavenly Demon Calamity among the Three Calamities and Nine Calamities.

The Heavenly Demon Tribulation has no shadow or form, and any realm may appear.

If you can't get through safely, you may be seriously injured.

If it is serious, it will go mad, and the body will die and the path will disappear.

Once through, the state of mind will be greatly improved, and the tenacity of spiritual consciousness has many benefits.

As the last trace of his consciousness was sucked in, the heavenly demon illusion began.

"Hong'er, Hong'er."

A call woke Xia Qihong from his trance.

Xia Qihong opened his eyes, and an old man in Taoist robes looked at him with a smile on his face.

"Hong'er, you're awake."

"Master, how long have I practiced?"

Facing the old man in front of him, the word master blurted out.

For some reason, Xia Qihong knew that the old man in front of him was his master.

Slanting moon and three-star cave, Bodhi Taoist.

"Hong'er, there are no years in the mountains, and there are no Jiazi in practice."

"In order to break through the Six Realms of Reincarnation, you encountered a heart demon and fell into a boundless illusion."

"It is only now that I have survived the catastrophe of the heart demon."

Xia Qihong frowned, as if he couldn't figure something out.

"Master, but I remember that before I practiced, I was in another world, a god of creation."

Looking at the benevolent Bodhi Taoist.

He couldn't help feeling a feeling of admiration in his heart.

With a cautious personality, he told his master the doubts in his heart without reservation.

"Idiot, Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly does not know that it is not a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou."

Taoist Bodhi glanced in the direction of Kusen.

"It's a pity that this world is about to be destroyed. As a teacher, I can no longer solve your doubts."

His figure suddenly became unreal.

The master's words gave Xia Qihong a sense of enlightenment.

Dusty memories are waking up.

At this time, a giant ship appeared in the sky, and the giant ship was composed of three discs that constantly changed positions.

Each disc was the size of Tenny City, constantly emitting light beams to bombard the ground.

Countless figures soared into the sky, or fought in pairs, or swarmed and besieged.

The memory he wakes up tells him that this is a war.

It is a war between invaders and rebels.

In this war that has lasted for countless years, there have been many warriors who sacrificed their lives for righteousness.

There were also traitors who persecuted their fellow countrymen.

He desperately broke through the Six Paths of Reincarnation in order to play a greater role on the battlefield.

Unfortunately, it was too late, he looked at the illusory figure of his master.

Even the master died in battle.

"You idiot, you've already remembered."

"Let's go, you are the last seeds."

Taoist Bodhi exhausted his last magical powers and shot a ball of light into Xia Qihong's body.

Seeing the master's figure slowly disappear in front of him.

His grief poured out wildly like a bank bursting.

Xia Qihong knelt on the ground and his eyes were red.

"master!!!"