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Chapter 104 Doomsday catastrophe (please subscribe!)
In the past ten years, a shocking and supernatural event has occurred in Middle-earth.

In this middle-earth world where gods haunt and the light of faith is everywhere, it seems extremely ironic to call this matter a 'spiritual'.

But unfortunately, even those princes walking around in the mortal world and heroes running around with swords, they failed to find out the culprit of this supernatural event.

Thus, there are rumors in the world.

According to the rumors, an abyss demon came from the underworld, with three heads and six arms, four eyes on the first head, and one eyeball, like a red-hot copper ingot, radiating will-o'-the-wisps.And this demon has always been haunting dusk and night, hunting and killing all the people of divine destiny.

The holy priests who received the angel's tears, the judge guards who received the blazing wings, and the preachers who received the precious blood of Christ all died strangely and violently.

If it were just like this, in this Middle-earth world where wars are raging and life seems extremely humble, it would be just a small and special thing.

However, after the death of the man of divine destiny, his angelic tears or bright blazing wings mysteriously disappeared, completely disappearing in the world of Middle-earth!

He did not choose a master again, nor did he return to the temple, but disappeared without leaving a trace!
Breaking the trajectory of fate and breaking the rules they discovered.

One hundred and eight holy priests, twelve judge guards, and thirty-six preachers. Today, there are only three or two big cats and kittens left, which can be counted with one hand!

As a result, many princes and heroes began to panic.These people of divine destiny are one of the important guarantees for them to survive the last days.For this reason, they even abandoned their previous suspicions, suspended the war, and jointly investigated the matter thoroughly.

And invited the "false gods" who succeeded in killing gods in this world, and borrowed their divine power to see through the world of Middle-earth.

However, after several months of hunting for the murderer, these princes and heroes desperately found that there was no trace of the murderer.

The contestant who robbed the luck of the true god of time, Ruojies, used divine magic to peer into the flow of time and intercepted the time crystal in an attempt to see the murderer's past and present lives.

However, like looking at flowers in a fog, the murderer's past life, present life, and destiny track are changing all the time!

Sometimes she is a manor farmer, sometimes she is a blacksmith, sometimes she is a weaver countrywoman, and what is even more outrageous is that sometimes there are changes in the vicissitudes of the mountains, and plants and beasts become spirits!

This is the Western Middle-earth world. There are only druids and monsters infected by ghost energy. How could there be monsters? !
Then, he robbed the successor of the true magic god Moro: Sikong, volunteered to solve everyone's problems, and would rather suffer irreversible backlash than to use the highest magic of the spiritual system, hoping to find witnesses.

However, Sikong was vomiting blood, looked at those princes and heroes miserably, and shook his head bitterly: "The devil, he comes from beyond the sky, from the depths of the earth, from the heart of the earth, everywhere and nowhere. I, there is nothing I can do to help..."

No matter how Sikong was against them in the past, when he successfully killed the gods and plundered the luck of the gods, he was qualified to be equal to them.

At this time, seeing Sikong bowing his head and shouldering righteousness, many people couldn't bear it and sighed apologetically.

Finally, Sikong asked for orders again, begging to be allowed to protect the only remaining people with divine destiny, even if he sacrificed himself, he would use this as bait to uncover the abyss demon!
It was a night just after dusk.

There were no stars, no clouds, and not a single bird's cry.

The mist that came from nowhere covered Ai Yacheng, and then intertwined a terrifying demon figure.

The divine light and demon energy soared into the sky, dyeing half of the sky red, and the battle was fierce, and the aftermath of the battle destroyed most of Ai Yacheng!
Suddenly, a shrill scream of despair and unwillingness came out, and the divine light suddenly faded and shattered.

One after another, heroes and princes arrived, only to find that Ai Yacheng was in a mess, with broken walls and ruins, like ruins.

Sikong's eyes were hollow and he was paralyzed on the ground. There was blood on his mouth. He pointed far away and squirmed his lips: "I'm useless, I'm useless, I can't protect them, I can't protect... him, the devil, he has escaped."

When a group of distinguished princes saw the corpses on the ground, they were furious. However, they saw a demonic figure with three heads, six arms, and four eyes appearing on the mountains in the distance. They passed by and caught up with them one after another.

That night, the whole world of Middle-earth was reddened by the flames of war.

The earth shook, mountains shifted, rivers flowed backwards, sword light and divine light intertwined, and evil spirits and ghosts coexisted.

Then, a group of outstanding princes saw the abyssal demon escape from the end of the lost ocean into the underworld!
It turns out that the demons have quietly penetrated into the middle-earth world and launched a war between civilizations!
There are gods who have fallen inside, and the flames of war are raging.

There are demons spying outside, staring at it.

The doomsday is really knocking on the door at this moment!

The past is all in the years, Baiyun Canggou is not worried.

Sikong and Huowu came to the top of the mountain, and when they saw the clouds curling up and the clouds relaxing, and the pine hairs fell to the ground, they were so quiet that they could even hear their breathing clearly.

A charming atmosphere circulated between the two of them, and Sikong frowned slightly.

"Sikong, I..." Huo Wu said.

Suddenly, the whole world changed color in an instant, it was clearly blue sky and white sun, but at this moment it seemed to be immersed in a pool of ink.

It was so dark that I couldn't see my fingers.The air was even more dull and stiff, and the cold wind from the top of the mountain was blowing, causing the pain of a knife, like an ice loach, rolling and drilling straight into one's bones.

Then, a ray of divine light fell, filled with glory, and entered a corner of the earth, a temple, with the glory of a true god.

In the world of Middle-earth, countless believers who believe in this god are crying and kneeling for a long time.

Then, it was dawn.

The clouds are bright and the air is clear, the wind is gentle and smooth, the scene just now seems to be just an illusion.

But Sikong was as calm as before, his eyes were like torches, the magic power of the thorn staff surged, and then a water mirror appeared in front of him.

In the water mirror, there is an ancient temple.There are also hundreds of devout believers, and in the distance, thousands of troops have been waiting for a long time.

The true god passed down the oral order, offered sacrifices, and the true god was reincarnated... and then killed the god.

Everything seemed to come naturally, and the carefully laid out strategy was completely natural, with no trace of craftsmanship visible.

Of the nine true gods, eight have already fallen, and the contestants have also plundered the gods' luck, and successfully killed eight of them.

The only thing left is the one who is destined to survive and even become one of the most troublesome enemies of the imperial civilization today, Jehovah.

The omniscient, omnipotent and only true God, the creator of all western magical civilizations.

Three days later, someone rumored that in the center of the Lost Ocean, a vortex appeared, from small to large, gradually rolling the entire Lost Ocean.

Ten days later, dull roars often came from the ground, and many sinkholes appeared. Some people even got a glimpse of the underworld, which represents death, deep in the sinkholes.

Half a month later, the world of Middle-earth was shrouded in torrential rain, which continued to fall and seemed to last forever.

A month later, the earth collapsed.

Everyone knows that the end times have arrived.

The final outcome of this game will also be known.

(End of this chapter)