After I became an ancient god

"The race of God...?"

In the holographic image opposite Cave, the white and long-haired president suddenly sat up from his prone position with a look of surprise on his face.

He couldn't even believe his ears.

After asking Cave to explain the situation in detail, he opened the video record and saw the representative of the distant star civilization named Kun Deming in the holographic image.

It is no different from the top-secret portrait that was handed down from the Chikla civilization military just a few days ago.

"hiss--"

The president superimposed the two images together, and immediately gasped.

Looking at this almost completely overlapping portrait, he felt that the world in front of him began to distort, as if he had glimpsed some incredible truth, so he was so frightened that he quickly closed the light screen, not daring to take a closer look.

Even as the president, he still has lingering fears about the portrait that is said to have caused many pollution incidents at the Chikla military base.

Even Chekla, a high-level civilization, has no choice but to take this portrait, and their little low-level civilization dare not peek at it easily.

The president even complained secretly, not understanding why their low-level civilization discovered this terrible thing.

Obviously, other high-level civilizations have been spreading portraits secretly recently, and they only hope to find the slightest clue to avoid their own civilization from encountering the same catastrophe as Weiya civilization and Wall civilization.

They are the ones who should discover this god's race the most!

Thinking of this, the president pondered in distress how to deal with this portrait clue that many advanced civilizations have been thinking about day and night.

In the end, it was decided to pass the news on to the Chikla civilization, which is closest to the Harlow civilization. This kind of thing that can determine the survival of a high-level civilization is really not something they can handle.

"Kev, you are doing a good job. If you are contacted again, you must reply to the other party in time and let me know.

And pay attention, you must be respectful to the other side, don't offend you know!I'm going to pass the news to the higher authorities, this news must not be leaked before that! "

The president wiped the cold sweat off his face, and after admonishing Cave carefully, he hung up the communication, leaving Cave alone in fear.

Cave also knew that this matter was of great significance and could not be sloppy. In order not to miss the news, he simply hung the communicator by his side at all times, for fear of angering that horrible race that claimed to be a low-level civilization.

I hope that the tragedy will not repeat itself in Harlow civilization.

Cave, who had a general understanding of the disappearance of Weiya Civilization and Wall Civilization, lamented in his heart, only hating himself for being bored and connected to that communication in the first place.

On the distant star at this time,

The people of the distant stars know nothing about the undercurrents and turbulence in the interstellar world.

After a ten-day timeout and the resurrection of the dead, the Federation and the Empire were no longer able to conceal the public, and finally lifted the ban on news about supernatural events. Various unbelievable supernatural events began to spread on the Internet and were no longer deleted. reduce.

Those bloody photos of the dead and all kinds of horrific descriptions of ghosts gradually fermented people's fear of supernatural events.

Many remote protected areas even dare not leave the house in the evening.

Lishi

A short-haired girl named Xiaoqi sat in a cramped room specially selected by herself, curled up in front of the computer, and scanned the forum information on the light screen with eyes covered with thick dark circles, telling her miserable Swipe across the post of the supernatural encounter.

She didn't know if what the netizens on these forums said was true or not, but looking at those sincere sentences, Xiaoqi shed tears as if she felt the same, sobbed softly, trembling with fear.

The light from the light screen illuminated her pale and bloodless face in the dark room.

Since the last time she met the girl in the closet, Xiaoqi has never left the house again, and she stayed at home for ten days when the time stopped, barely surviving on the frozen food in the refrigerator.

She dared not go out.

I'm afraid that the horrible girl in the closet is still staying in a corner of the house, waiting for her to approach and strangle her neck, making her experience that painful death again.

But what frightened her the most was the chaotic ravings she heard before she fell into a coma that day, and the twisted flesh and blood world she saw at that time.

The thrilling feeling of seeing a secret that humans should not know makes Xiaoqi feel suffocated and terrified every time she thinks about it, and her spirit becomes more sensitive and overwhelmed.

The insurance salesman who inexplicably appeared outside the door and the gloomy and terrifying face of "him" when he walked towards her lingered in Xiaoqi's nightmare for a long time, tormenting her fragile nerves all the time.

Sometimes she even felt that she was crazy, that everything she saw was false, and only the flesh and blood world she saw that day was the true face of this world.

is the truth of it all.

This feeling of not being able to distinguish between illusion and reality made Xiaoqi on the verge of collapse, and the pain that no one could tell made her depressed.

Now, watching these people who have been through the same situation as me boldly talk about their experiences on the Internet and say that human beings need to find their own way out of the predicament and get rid of the psychology of fear.

Xiaoqi thinks it makes sense.

She hesitated for a while with dull eyes, moved her fingers on the keyboard, and slowly typed a line: "Ten days ago, a robber and a ghost entered my house... and an unknown insurance salesman."

It is indeed painful to be alone. If I tell it, the pain should be reduced.

So, Xiaoqi wrote her experience into the post in detail, including every move of the female ghost, and the weird behavior of the mysterious insurance salesman.

Everything is extremely eerie and weird.

Clap—the keyboard made a crisp sound, and the post was sent out, hanging on the forum homepage.

Xiaoqi waited for someone's reply to comfort her fearful heart, but she didn't wait for it.

She stumbled out of the post, and suddenly saw a post on the top of the forum. The name of the person who posted the post was very familiar. It was Jiang Yi who had saved her life on the supernatural bus.

[Don't post any more!

This is a curse forum of a cult organization. If the ghost stories you tell are true, then they will capture the ghosts you describe in the forum as sacrifices.

If the ghost stories you tell are false, then this forum will use special powers to make those ghost stories come true!Then sacrifice your soul as a sacrifice! 】

【Their ceremony will start tomorrow, so don't post any more posts today! 】

Cult organization?

Xiaoqi dazedly recalled the scene where the young insurance salesman broke the strange statue ten days ago, and the ravings from the memory came to her ears again, and the pain of her head being almost torn apart drove her crazy Screaming: "AHHHHH!!!"

Nervous Xiaoqi curled up on the floor, never looking at everything on the light screen, and thus missed the scene where her post replaced Jiang Yi's post on the forum homepage.

Countless replies in small blood red characters were frantically refreshed in the post.

[Insurance is very good. 】

[Insurance is very good. 】

[Insurance is very good. 】

The text that appears on the page is different from the text that humans type directly, but emerges one by one.

The speed was slow and stiff, as if there were countless ghosts staying in the forum who could not escape, typing on the keyboard again and again, flatteringly expressing their kindness under the shock of some unknown force.

At this time, in the center of Lishi City, Ke Su was eating takeaway.

After finishing his lunch quickly, he looked at the computer that had become normal after restarting, opened the Ancient Gods emulator with satisfaction, and started to continue the game of [Era of Death God].

This game is coming to an end, and it probably won't be long before it ends.

Ke Su glanced at the other dungeons, and found that the dungeon that was on the verge of doom was the last [Steam Age: Holy Murder], and other than that were the new dungeons that appeared recently.

This dungeon of [Steam Age] is quite interesting just by looking at the name. Ke Su couldn’t wait to play this, but he still has a good game literacy and did not abandon [Reaper Era]. After all, playing a game requires a beginning and an end.

Opening [Reaper Era], Ke Su's goal is the scene of his game character lying in the crystal coffin, the sky is lightning and thunder, the earth is cracked, and the ocean is roaring, as if playing a lament for him.

The white flowers cover the character's pale face, and the snow-white winter clothes dazzle the eyes. Matching the doomsday scene in the game, Ke Su couldn't bear to look directly at the picture.

The camera zooms out, and near the coffin of the game character, a group of people with supernatural powers beat into the dark, which can be called a graveyard dance.

There are also a bunch of NPCs who seem to be ordinary believers pushing the coffin and running, crying while running.

The crowd was densely packed together, and every NPC was reaching out to touch the coffin, pushing the coffin forward.

From a distance, his coffin looks like surfing in a sea of ​​people.

Ke Su: "..."

The sense of substitution is too strong, I feel like I have been lying in a coffin.

【Era of Death】

The sky was torn apart by lightning, rivers flowed backwards on the earth, countless creatures died in inexplicable grief, the earth's crust trembled, and volcanoes spewed out.

The blue star's sky was covered with thick volcanic ash, and it was blood-colored.

In recent days, these climate catastrophes that have occurred around the world have left countless countries puzzled.

After digging hard, they soon discovered that it all stemmed from the recent strange fluctuations in the blue star's core.

The magnetic field data, which is as dead as those old planets in the universe, appeared on the display screen of the geological monitoring agency.

It has shocked countless researchers and almost completely overturned the laws of all previous scientific explorations, which can only be described as theology.

All researchers who have seen the data can only tremble and say that the planet is about to die.

Obviously, the blue star is still a relatively young celestial body in the universe. Compared with the nearby sun, it can only be regarded as a newborn baby.

But that's what it is.

All the research reports in the world show that the core of the blue star has become older than the twilight planet, almost equivalent to a broken dead star, leaving only the last pulse.

Finally, after all countries were at their wit's end, it was conceded.

Today is the tenth day of the death of the gods, and it is also the beginning of the destruction of the blue star.

It all started with an avalanche in Koliad Snow Mountain, and the sins originating from human beings could not be forgiven by the gods after all.

So that the god never woke up again, but left an incorruptible body to prove what sins humans have committed against the benevolent god.

"It's all—my fault...I need...atonement!!!"

At that time, the sinner named Angis murmured like this, as if he was on the verge of collapse.

His blood-red eyes are almost dripping with blood, and his white hair is very eye-catching even in the snow-capped mountains, making it easy for people to recognize that this is the notorious villain King of Spades.

Spade K dug out the god who could no longer breathe from the thick snow, and declared that he would revive the god.

Afterwards, he left with the god's body when all the believers hadn't recovered, and committed evil deeds one after another after that, devouring countless lives as sacrifices for the resurrected god.

No one can just watch the remains of the gods being treated like this. Those so-called sacrifices composed of blood and flesh are simply blasphemy against the gods.

Not only ordinary humans, but also people with supernatural powers other than Aegis think so.

Thus, on the third day after the god died, a war of superhuman beings spread all over the world began.

The supernatural beings led by "Angel" White launched a battle for the remains of the gods, and countless ordinary human believers also participated in it.

They took advantage of the time when the supernatural powers were fighting and stole the coffin that stored the remains of the gods, hoping that the gods would come again to save the world.

Boom--! ! !

A deafening roar sounded in the city center not far away. Many of the believers crowded on the street were blown to pieces by the terrifying shock wave generated by the supernatural explosion, but no one was afraid. Passing one thing forward.

In the same coffin made of crystal, there was a young man with short blond hair who closed his eyes tightly, his lips were pale, and his expression was peaceful as if he would wake up the next moment.

"Will His Majesty wake up?"

A young believer looked at the collapsing sky above his head, and heard the screams mixed in his ears, his face was full of fear.

"..."

No one dared to answer this question, and everyone lowered their eyes in silence, not daring to face the thin god in the coffin.

Because everyone knows that the god has died for the second time, the first time is because of human greed, and the second time is because of human jealousy.

There will never be a third time.

Because human beings, an inherently ugly race, can't even bear their own home planet, and want to take revenge on them with the ending of the planet collapse.

They will usher in the real end, and all hope is nothing but the last delusion of human beings.