The World of Evil God game.

Ten minutes before the God of War used the Falling Blow.

The Kingdom of Longtail at this time.

In this world, this country stands as a great northern country. After participating in carving up the land of the Southern Starfall Kingdom hundreds of years ago, the whole country began to convert to the Church of Mourning.

The Church of Mourning claimed to fertilize the garbage land, and they really did it. They transferred the power of the useless land in the distance to the territory of the northern countries. Taking this as an opportunity, the Church of Mourning established a strong presence among the northern countries. spread quickly.

The Mourning Church gained powerful rights and started causing trouble.

The king of Lantheire thought that the pope came to his land just for some money, so when the pope of the Church of Mourning rushed in with a group of strange knights with lava flowing all over their bodies and burning heads, The king made a classic plea for mercy:

"Give me a chance. Don't kill me. My treasure and treasury are yours."

So the Pope also gave a classic reply:

"Stupid, I'll kill you, and these will all be mine!"

However, the Pope seemed to really need the king to be alive for the time being, so he did not kill him immediately. The king was still talking, "Isn't it just stealing a country? What are you doing with such a big war? We can have a good talk." Let’s talk!”

"Stealing the country? I am not stealing the country, but to realize the god's plan! Do you know how much I paid for this!"

The mourning pope's tone was cold. He wore an iron mask on his face and his tone was trembling:

"Now the northern countries are completely inseparable from the Church of Mourning. In the past few hundred years, we have been transporting the entire world's land around your royal capital!"

"Look at the land around you, kings, to the most fertile place in the world!"

"Look what you have done! It is so beautiful. You have destroyed this world with your own hands!"

The mourning pope began to get excited as he spoke:

"Money, honor, power, these things will all eclipse in front of my dream. You are about to see the greatest existence in the world! That is the true form of God!"

"When I prayed to nothingness, God answered me. I used to be just a farmer, and my fields were trampled on by noble people like you. When I couldn't pay taxes and was beaten to death, that was not the case at that time. No one talks to me nicely."

"Of course, those things are in the past and God has given me a new commitment."

King Lantheire looked confused: "Didn't you say that God will sympathize with everyone equally? You... well, what did God promise to you?"

The Pope mourned: "God promised that after He comes, he will give me a new world to rule. I can squeeze all the lives in that world at will, including taking away their fields."

King Longtail: "Rule the world? This is a good idea, but the motivation may be a bit old-fashioned. Many villains in folk tales are like this. If you want to talk about this, I can give you some advice. You might as well set the goal. It’s more grand and long-term. I’ve read a lot of story books, and I used to send people to collect these books among the people!”

The Pope mourned: "You became the king and asked you to govern the people, and you still read storybooks! It's because of things like you that you piggy aristocrats can't govern the country!"

“You’re going to die and still have the time to recommend books to me!”

"Your Majesty, compared to your ancestor three hundred years ago, you are really a waste."

King Lantheire looked confused: "Have you ever seen my ancestors?"

The mourning pope grinned: "I have lived for more than three hundred years, and this is the lifespan brought to me by the power of the gods!"

As he spoke of mourning, the Pope prepared to strengthen King Lantheire's body, and the latter quickly shouted:

"I can also let you exploit my people, and we can talk about it!"

"Why are you squeezing your people?" The mournful Pope said: "Now these people are no longer yours, and the word "squeeze" is very bad. It reflects the cruelty of your aristocratic class towards the poor. I suggest that it be replaced by "benevolent exploitation" '."

"But it doesn't matter, they will no longer be exploited by you. They are all God's people now and will soon be absorbed by the God. The flesh and blood that make up each of them will become part of the new body of the God coming to the world!"

"And the great god has sent down the oracle that this kingdom will be the vessel for his body, and the land is reborn."

"Your Majesty the King, you don't need to be afraid or resist, because this is your own choice!"

The members of the Church of Mourning are gathering underground in this royal capital. For the Ancient God Sect, it would be best to find some darker dungeons or sewers, or a secret laboratory filled with magic circles as their base camp. Their usual style.

Although this style of painting looks like some kind of dungeon copy, as if a group of twenty-five brave men will rush in and brush them off as mobs, the Pope of the Mourning Church does not think so, because they The god you serve has fully awakened!

Even if there are really twenty-five fully armed warriors, or something else rushes in, they will only become part of the flesh and blood of the god in the end!

"The God of Mourning for the Desolate Skeletons, the terrible natural disaster of the original era, please accept my offering. The Kingdom of Longtail is ready to bear your power. Please wake up from your long deep sleep!"

The mourning pope began to perform rituals, and the entire royal city began to become a carrier of the ancient god's arrival. The ancient god woke up from his long sleep and found that his power had begun to recover, and he was suddenly sighing.

Well done, he wanted to praise the pope.

I am hiding in this remote world that is difficult for the gods to find, in the outskirts of the universe that cannot be reached by the power of light and shadow. I have been dormant here silently for so long, and even helped the development of various countries in this world in the early stages.

"The world is just a huge field. Only through careful cultivation can we get a satisfactory harvest in the end. This is not in vain. I have invested so much energy in transforming the world. Now it is finally time to harvest."

"Gods, the day of revenge is approaching. After I wander around a few more worlds and absorb enough world power, I will go to other areas to carry out prison robberies, so that my powerful compatriots from the original era can once again sweep the universe. !”

The God of Mourning Desolate Skeletons began to manifest his true form in this underground church. He squirmed and emerged from a bunch of flesh and blood bubbles. Some gray-white tentacles began to rise out of those flesh and blood bubbles. These flesh and blood bubbles were His nourishment.

"Ah, great God, you have finally arrived! Is your plan about to begin?"

"Yes, my plan is about to begin. Starting from the great northern country of Longtail, everything will eventually become desolate and eventually turn into wreckage scattered everywhere. The end of this world has come!"

"The end is already here."

"Ooooooooh!!!"

A scream suddenly erupted from the flesh bubble of the God of Mourning: "Damn it, someone is attacking my hand!"

"What are you doing? There is such a powerful person who can attack me at this time!"