After transmigrating into a god, I saved the tyrant who destroyed the world

Avery lay on the bed without moving for a long time, his spirits were listless, and he looked like a dead fish.

After many days, he finally remembered a very important thing.

He should have thought of it 800 years earlier—it was all his own fault. In some respects, he was really not careful enough, so that he almost missed the point.

Ah, um, yes.

Disturbed by the pile of miscellaneous things happening next to each other, Avery only now began to pay attention to his own soul problems.

The memory belonging to the sun god remained very stable, and there was no sign of further awakening.

Avery still doesn't know what happened that year, which caused his soul to leave his body and go to another world for such a big circle.

When he was in another world, he completely regarded himself as a thoroughly modern person.

The novel "Lord of Light" appears in a different world, but the world described in the novel is real.

Could it be that modern people have known everything that happened in another world through some means... But the things mentioned in that novel all happened in the "future".

Moreover, it is the future trajectory that will only appear on the premise that the real sun god has not returned.

"If I had known, I would have looked carefully at that time... Sigh, it's useless to talk about it now."

The sun god Ben Shen sighed, and could only accept the evil consequences of his perfunctory behavior at the beginning.

That's not what he really minded.

When the undead magician in the land of eternal night and the keyword "lord of the underworld" were put together, Avery subconsciously felt very familiar.

After a day of hard thinking and meditation, and by chance, he suddenly met the handsome face of Isiris who was more hesitant than him.

Avery: "...Damn?!"

A thunderbolt woke him up.

If I remember correctly, in "Lord of Light", Esiris, who is the worst villain, is the Lord of the Underworld after all. Even if he wants to destroy the world, it is impossible for him to fight alone.

That's right, the tyrant's men, apart from the undead, who are pure cannon fodder without consciousness, also have a group of younger brothers with higher ranks.

They call themselves "Necromancers" and are loyal followers of the Lord of the Underworld.

Unlike ordinary necromancers, necromancers are protected by darkness, and can control the undead souls of alien races that are stronger than humans. One person is an army. If the number is not enough, the undead army can expand at any time.

The most special thing is that they can all resist the power of light to a certain extent, and will not be easily purified by the power of light like ordinary undead.

A necromancer can easily destroy a city. There are as many as 30 to [-] necromancers under the Lord of the Underworld, and the number has exceeded the number of holy knights controlled by the Temple of Light.

Endowed with the attribute of "immortality", they can stand up again immediately after falling down, and their own personnel will join the enemy immediately after being killed... Such enemies are undoubtedly quite difficult and terrifying.

The Temple of Light has ruled this land for ten thousand years. The usual battles are only aimed at a small number of heretics, and there are regular outbreaks of beasts throughout the year. This is not at the same level as the invasion of the Lord of the Underworld.

It was the first time they encountered such a powerful enemy attack, and they retreated steadily immediately, and they were not opponents of the undead army at all.

"Lord of Light" roughly writes clearly about the origins of these necromancers.

Esiris, who was still a human being at the beginning, was killed by the temple, returned with restored power and memory, and bloodbathed the city of Gretel.

The souls of all the people in the city were ruthlessly deprived of their self-awareness by him, and turned into an army of puppet souls who only obeyed the orders of their masters.

This was the first army of the Lord of the Underworld. After doing this, Isiris did not go deep into the mainland, but turned around.

Gretel City is at the border of the country, and if you go to the ice field and pass through the dark and stormy area of ​​​​the isolated space, you can reach the Land of Eternal Night without being blocked.

For thousands of years, the situation inside the Land of Eternal Night has been an unsolvable mystery.

Only Isiris can enter the Land of Eternal Night, and no one knows exactly what he did after he entered.

In short, it didn't take long for the dark storm that had existed for thousands of years to dissipate without warning on a certain day.

The disappearance of the barrier preventing outsiders from prying eyes does not mean it is a good thing.

Because, the darkness "trapped" in the storm area finally lost its long-standing shackles.

It was like a turbid liquid that had been kept in a closed container. The container disappeared out of thin air, and the liquid suddenly collapsed and rolled down.

In just an instant, the cold darkness overturned the entire uninhabited ice field, flooded the city of Gretel, and even included the city of Raphael, which was farther away, in an instant.

The darkness also extended in the opposite direction, reaching the edge of another continent.

The place ruled by the cold force has become a dead place without life.

The original creatures were naturally converted into the undead army of the Lord of the Underworld, and handed over to the undead mage he brought out from the Land of Eternal Night to lead.

Let the dead souls return to the underworld, and arrange for them to wash away the memory of this world and go to the next life smoothly-this is the responsibility of the Lord of the underworld.

However, the unpleasant experience of Xu Shi's reincarnation completely offended him, or perhaps, there were other more unforgivable internal reasons.

Isiris completely abstained from this duty.

No undead can be reincarnated, and no newborn is born in this world.

The dead souls immediately became members of the undead army, and the angry Lord of the Underworld didn't even allow them to retain their memories.

It's like doing it on purpose to punish these ignorant and stupid souls.

Because they are completely blinded.

Because they don't know the truth, and never thought to seek the truth.

Because they have forgotten the thing that should be kept in mind the most, that is the foundation for the existence of life, and it is also the treasure that should be cherished the most...

The Lord of the Underworld cannot forgive them.

So, he decided to destroy this meaningless world.

In this context, the existence of necromancers has become the embodiment of the cruelty of the Lord of the Underworld.

They drove the army of undead, and eroded the territory protected by the God of Light along with the darkness. No one was spared wherever they went.

For people in lands not yet ruled by darkness, the image of necromancers is too terrifying, equal to a symbol of death.

And the most terrifying thing is that even death is not the end.

A lost soul is enslaved by the master of death, with nowhere to escape, and never to be freed.

In this way, the ruthless messengers brought by death, their evil and cruelty turned into oppressive clouds, always lingering over the heads of the lingering survivors.

Recalling Avery here: "..."

"It's messed up, it's completely messed up. Did I say something strange yesterday, such as something, to let the little brother of Esiris, the messenger of death that everyone fears in the future, to be willing to help others and move the world..."

"It's true..."

"Ok?"

"Think about it—isn't it pretty good!"

The sun clapped his hands suddenly, and Xianyu sat up straight.

Avery's worries never lasted more than a few minutes.

Because he always thinks very simply.

Isn't it just that the necromancer was changed from a villain boy to a positive boy by a word from him?What's the big deal.

With just one sentence from him, Esiris was forcibly broken from a world-destroying tyrant to a sun god.

The little brother followed the pace of the Lord, and became active and active together, not quite——

……

...He, he doesn't know if it's good or not.

So far, we can only take one step at a time!

"Ugh."

The newly puffed-up air leaked again, and the red-haired boy was listless, and lay back down again.

He didn't even realize that the slap just now didn't capture him.The man who was temporarily acting as a pillow stretched out his arm and blocked it silently.

Avery leaned his head on the shoulder of the person next to him, his eyelids drooped, and they closed after a while, which shows how exhausted he has been these past few days.

"After sleeping for several days, it's time to wake up." Esiris said.

"I'm so tired, let me escape from reality..." the boy with his eyes closed muttered.

"Then you sit down and run away. It's time to comb your hair."

Esiris pinched the limp man, put it in his arms, and took out a black comb like magic to comb the boy's hair.

During this time, they all slept together.

It has nothing to do with Isiris' self-will, it's the fanatics' self-assertion, and the palace built for him is extremely huge, but there is only one bed in it.

Although this bed is also huge, it can allow five Avery to lie on it and roll from side to side at the same time without falling off.

Originally, Esiris refused.

He is not so casual, as the sun god, no matter how much he loves his lover, he also needs to have the majesty of a god, how long does it take for him to sleep together after officially being together, how decent——

Avery: "It's so cold."

Esiris closed his mouth, climbed onto the bed with a gloomy face, and lay flat on his back, letting the boy next to him stretch out and wrap himself around him like an octopus.

In the Land of Eternal Night, it would be nice to have an igloo, as it is impossible to find furniture.

But when Isiris came here, he could do whatever he wanted to appear, just as easily as in the underworld.

Now that he has settled here, the picky man has personally decorated the ice palace presented by the necromancer from the inside to the outside, which is almost the same as the luxurious palaces outside.

Thanks to him, the little brothers who have lived a hard life for so long, no longer have to sleep on the cold ice, and finally regained the warm feeling when they were still alive.

The only downside is the lack of lights.

But Avery is here, and he's powering a kilowatt light bulb by himself.

Esiris' feeling should be the deepest. He hugs the "light bulb" every night, the soft pale golden light soaks into his body, and the warm current flows in his body all the time.

I didn't feel this deep before, but now, there is this light in the pure darkness, like swallowing the poppy of desire in a state of extreme hunger and thirst, this taste will be addictive.

He didn't want to let him go more and more.

No matter what I do, I want to be with him.

"Wait... what are we going to do..."

The boy who seemed to be awake yawned and spoke slowly.

Isiris threw away the comb at some point, and his own fingers fell into the dazzling flames: "If you are very sleepy, continue to sleep."

Avery closed his eyes and curled his lips: "Then you told me to sit up just now, I didn't fall asleep anymore."

The man didn't speak. After all, he couldn't tell him. It was just an excuse he made, because he suddenly wanted to touch his hair.

"It's no use complaining, I figured it out. Act now!"

Esiris asked, "What?"

"If you want to change, you must change completely, and you must be responsible to the end."

Avery opened his eyes, his eyes sparkling: "Come and turn this place into the real Sun God's territory, Esiris!"