After I became an ancient god

【Zerg Dungeon】

Del, the adjudicator of the Holy See, decided to join the Imperial Alliance. The news of the crusade against the Blood Emperor quickly spread throughout the entire alliance, which made the imperial royals, who had been terrified and restless, put down a heavy stone in their hearts, and proudly spread the news throughout the entire army. Boost morale.

Del, as a representative of the bright side of the foggy continent for a century, can be said to be the belief of the entire continent, and everyone knows it.

It was he who single-handedly supported the reputation of the Guangming God Sect that should have gradually declined.

Therefore, after the news spread, countless civilians living in dire straits were moved to tears, feeling that there was hope for the future of the Fog Continent.

Naturally, this news quickly spread to the territory of the Caesar Empire.

Caesar's Empire

A resplendent and magnificent palace with towering spires is standing in the center of the royal capital. Ivory white columns surround the palace, and fountains sprinkle in the palace square, reflecting rainbow-like halos. The bedroom of the notorious Blood Emperor.

In the palace, the zerg wearing a golden crown on the throne was closing their eyes and resting their minds. Suddenly, the sound of high heels hitting the ground came from the bedroom.

Opening his eyes, Caesar V looked at the person who came, and after being taken aback for a moment, he immediately lowered his eyes respectfully and timidly, not daring to look directly at the person who came.

It's Vestilan.

This legendary witch who is cruel and bloodthirsty is wearing a black robe, a cloak, a hood and a shawl, revealing only the lower half of her pretty face, with a beautiful smile.

"Dear Bitter, long time no see~ I believe you must have heard the news of the Holy Judge, why, are you scared?"

"No... just afraid of the plan failing."

Caesar V, also known as Bitter, replied timidly.

Ever since Vistilan put him on the throne, he knew that Vestilan wanted a cowardly puppet, not a deep-minded monarch, and he played it well.

This was indeed the case, and Westilan didn't see anything wrong.

Or, she doesn't care about a Zerg that is so weak that it is not even as good as a weed. Even if it is disguised, she doesn't think that this magic bug can cause any damage to herself, and it doesn't matter if it is just for fun.

Anyway, she just needs a puppet on the bright side.

Thoughts flashed in the blink of an eye, and there was no abnormality on Biter's face.

Seeing the emperor's cowardly appearance as usual, Vestilan bent his eyelashes in satisfaction, walked to Caesar V's side, and stroked his chin provocatively, gently and gently, but his eyes were extremely cold.

"Don't worry, the plan will not fail. After tomorrow, that idiot Del will never appear again, and he will never be able to hinder me!"

After finishing speaking, Vestilan began to get to the point. She came this time to ensure that the ceremony the day after tomorrow was safe, and asked Bitel to be there tomorrow as the first sacrifice to the gods.

Day and night, throughout the palace, someone personally watched over him to make sure he couldn't escape.

Of course, on the surface, Vestilan would naturally not reveal her real purpose. She lied to Bittel and asked him to be one of the hosts of the ceremony.

To start the ceremony with the blood of a royal family, this is the brilliant idea that Vestilan came up with.

She felt that the supreme faceless god must use the blood of the most noble emperor in the world as an appetizer, supplemented by the flesh and blood of the entire continent.

In this case, the Faceless God will definitely stare at her again because of her piety and persistence.

"Yes, I will be there on time, all for the glory of the Faceless God!"

Bitter looked excited, and obviously believed in the Faceless God very much.

Knowing that the stupid emperor believed in the Faceless God, Vestilan had no doubts about him, and left quickly, leaving only Bitel standing in the palace, putting away the excited expression on his face, expressionless Watching Vestilan go away.

In the empty palace, there were no servants, and there was a deadly silence in the air.

After a long while, Biter looked away, and then said slightly mockingly: "Your Excellency, the Holy Judge, have you seen enough of the theater?"

In the palace, as Bitter's voice fell, a Zerg in a white robe came out of the dark, with a flat voice: "Why didn't you tell Vestilan that I was here?"

Del came here just now, and before he had time to ask the apparently puppet emperor about his sister, he found that her sister had already arrived, so he hid in a corner with magic, and even prepared to be betrayed.

However, the Blood Emperor did not betray him, instead he behaved very normally and successfully deceived his always sensitive and suspicious elder sister.

This Blood Emperor doesn't seem to be as cowardly and incompetent as he looks. Perhaps, the nickname of that Blood Emperor has a certain basis.

Del's eyes covered under the white robe were deep, thinking about how he should deal with the last royal descendant of the Caesar Empire.

According to the rules of the Holy See, he should not kill the emperor of the empire, he can only kill the wizard who symbolizes evil, but this emperor is the emperor who believes in the faceless god.

Can't keep him.

Otherwise, even without his sister, he will become the next "Vestilan" under the invisible charm of the Faceless God.

This continent can no longer bear the coming of that evil god.

"You're thinking, I'm really a cruel and heartless blood emperor, with deep thoughts... maybe, you're still thinking about whether to kill me, right?" Biter looked at Del, who was silent, and said suddenly.

Del raised his eyes, looked at the Zerg boy who had stabbed him in the heart, and continued to remain silent, with even more murderous intentions in his heart.

"...You really look the same. You and Vestilan are equally arrogant. Sometimes I wonder if you are related."

Hearing the last sentence, Del's fingers tightened slightly, suspecting that his sister Vistilan had said something to him.

Bitter, on the other hand, didn't notice anything wrong, and his expression was normal.

Facing Del, the righteous judge who is well-known in the mainland, he, the blood emperor whose hands were stained with countless blood, seemed not afraid at all, and his tone was steady, but there was some bitterness that seemed real and fake on his face.

"I don't believe in a faceless god, but I've been forced to do nothing..." Bitter looked at Delgay's face under the cloak, and spoke sadly about his miserable childhood and adolescence.

From being an unfavored prince at the beginning, to the end of the country being ruined and his family ruined, he became the experimental material of the witch's subordinates, was used as a puppet to start wars, and bears the notoriety, worrying all day long.

In Bitter's story, he was a poor man who was forced to do the wrong thing of murder, but he was extremely remorseful, and could not turn back under the oppression of the evil witch Vestilan.

As a royal aristocrat, even at a young age, his sentences are very moving, and his thin body is even more ironic, confirming that he has trouble sleeping and eating, and has been abused.

"I know that Vistilan is going to use me as a sacrifice, so it's impossible to stand by her side... Please, help me, help me escape from this place, we can work together!"

Biter spoke sincerely, and his compound eyes were full of hope.

Although Del still had some misgivings in his heart, after Bitter revealed all of Vestilan's plan to hold a ceremony the day after tomorrow, and believed that he had explained the process of the ceremony, he suppressed his worries and chose to go with this blood The emperor cooperates.

After all, his strength is not as good as that of his sister, and he was able to hide it just now because of the magic technique he devoted himself to research. If he really confronts the tough, he is not fully sure that he can stop his sister's all-or-nothing gamble this time.

Especially, he still didn't want to really kill his sister.

"The day after tomorrow, she will activate the formation and sacrifice the Zergs of the entire continent to summon the Faceless God. I hope you can save the Mist Continent. You are the last hope!"

Biter lowered his head, sobbing and speaking, when he talked about his sadness, he revealed the fragility of this young man, without the majesty of an emperor.

Del agreed, and after instructing Bitter about the relevant matters, he left the Caesar Empire with a heavy face. He was going to send someone urgently to the sacrificial place that Bitter said to destroy those formations.

If it is true what Bitter said, then there are five of these formations in total.

All of them were magic circles secretly set up during the wars of the Caesar Empire. As soon as the ceremony begins, Vestilan will activate the magic circles, turning the entire foggy continent into a purgatory on earth.

Such an approach can be called crazy and unbelievable. Maybe not many people would believe that mere witchcraft can destroy the entire continent of Zerg.

But Del knew how powerful the favor of the Faceless God that Vestilan had obtained was. She had devoted herself to planning for so many years, and the power of this formation should not be underestimated.

Time is running out now, we must find out the formation as soon as possible and destroy it, otherwise, the day after tomorrow will be the end of this world.

Del's figure disappeared without a sound, very much like Vestilan's disappearance every time.

They are indeed siblings.

Biter narrowed his eyes and sneered, they were all equally stupid.

For the favor of the Faceless God, it is a waste to give them two!

When the Faceless God reappears, he will inevitably find that only he is the most suitable patron, the most devout, and the most fanatical.

"..."

Grinning his jaw, Biter's smile was silent and terrifying, and it looked even more eerie and strange in the dim palace.

Time flies, and the day of the festival is coming soon.

This day was set by Vestilan in accordance with the date required in the ritual book excavated from the ancient ruins of the Curtis Empire after consulting the records of his ancestors.

She wished she could recreate the miracle of her ancestors, summon the Faceless God again, and recreate the miracle of immortality for those ancestor souls who still live in the ruins and howling in agony.

Yes, even in the eyes of many Zerg, such a ghostly posture is worse than death, but in the eyes of Vestilan, it is the supreme glory.

It is the supreme glory bestowed by the faceless god.

As long as she can get the gaze of the faceless god again, she is willing to pay any price.

"The ceremony—start!!!" Vestilan's face was a little pale, but her voice was extremely high-pitched and excited. She looked at the wizards who were also wearing black robes under the high altar with a bright smile.

Everything was as described by the ancestors. It was a ceremony that was celebrated by the whole country, with a festive atmosphere that lingered in the royal capital, and countless crowded believers and people.

The gaze of the faceless god will come soon! ! !

Rumble——After the ceremony began, a blazing light that reached the sky also shot straight into the sky. It was a sign that the formation had started to operate. According to the plan that had been calculated, in addition to the light of the formation in the capital, there should be five other Light shines from all over the continent.

However, looking into the distance, none of them lit up.

Standing on the high altar, Vestilan's face became gloomy. She flicked a spell viciously, hitting a figure in white robe.

"Did you do it!! Damn Del Mamble!"

"It's time to stop, sister." Del did not deny it, but persuaded his sister with a sad face, just like before the manor was burned down.

"..."

Looking at his younger brother who was facing each other for the first time in a hundred years, Vestilan suddenly became quiet, as if he wanted to say something.

But looking back at the huge relief of the faceless god on the altar, her eyes returned to coldness and madness, and she sneered: "Don't call me sister, since you saved those damn scum of Zerg, then use Use your blood to appease Your Majesty's anger! Perhaps, the blood of the Holy Judge is more in line with Your Majesty's taste!"

For this relative who couldn't understand her, Vestilan had nothing to say, she could only lament in her heart, this disrespectful younger brother really didn't look like a member of the Mamble family.

So, go to hell, this is the last value of Del, a traitor.

Vestilan didn't realize that he was becoming more and more like the father and elder brother he despised when he was a girl, just as old-fashioned and hating heretics.

Perhaps it was the crazy blood of the Curtis Empire flowing in his veins, and he was still fascinated by the faceless god even after thousands of years, and couldn't extricate himself.

But the current Vistilan is happy with this and doesn't want to change.

A big battle starts now.

Bitter, who was watching from under the altar, watched this peak confrontation between justice and evil with cold eyes.

Various spells were flying all over the sky. At the beginning, Vestilan was still trying to maintain the integrity of the altar. In the end, after seeing Del smashed the relief of the god statue, she went completely crazy.

In just half a day, a once prosperous royal capital was completely in ruins, only the altar in the center still retained its original appearance.

Both Vistilan and Del were injured, their limbs were mutilated, and even the priests and wizards under them were almost dead.

The two looked at each other with hatred, their vision was stained red with blood, as if the whole world had gone crazy, the two of them were overloaded with power, they had already lost their minds before they knew it, and their ears were full of hallucinations Screaming and raving.

But at this moment, Vestilan laughed wildly, looked at the blood emperor Bitter who was walking nearby, and asked him to quickly kill the trash Del who had lost all six limbs on the opposite side, and then use his blood to kill him. Appease the wrath of the faceless god.

Hearing this, Del forced his head up, looked at Biter, and said the same thing: "The matter has come to this point, neither of us can survive, but my sister must die in front of me, otherwise I am afraid of another disaster , help me kill him, Bitter..."

Hearing this, Vestilan suddenly turned his head to look at Bitter, with venomous eyes.

She saw that she had been betrayed.

As for the entanglement between these two people, Biter on the side laughed very strangely: "...Actually, I think that the flesh and blood of the two of you is the best sacrifice for the faceless god."

real world

Ke Su looked at the scheming and infernal affairs plot on the computer, showing a complex and indescribable expression.

In this Zerg dungeon, the plot was so bloody that he couldn't complain.

Which god would respond, just like this altar?

Ke Su looked at the mosaic altar even in animation style, with a blank expression on his face.