The throne of God is waiting for me

Oh, you are so magnanimous..."

Xiao Wang walked through the thick white fog, and heard the extremely unpleasant singing of Beavis in his ears. Although the lyrics of this self-composed song were always flattering and praising him in different ways - perhaps Beavis hoped that he would be flattered to the point of being dizzy, and really be as magnanimous and let him go as praised in the lyrics - but it did not make Xiao Wang happy at all.

At this time, he vaguely heard the sound of hurried running, and when he walked forward for a while, he immediately saw a young man who looked embarrassed.

Hmm... perhaps only the word "weird" can describe the other party behavior.

At this time, the man was running fast in the empty white fog, as if there was a monster chasing him from behind. At the same time, the long silver blade attached to his arm was swung and chopped around like crazy. The blade slid across his body from time to time, leaving bloody wounds. Seeing Xiao Wang, the man immediately shouted for help. His young face was full of haggardness and his expression was on the verge of collapse.

——No matter how you look at it, it looks like a paranoid patient who is self-harming due to a mental illness.

Xiao Wang quietly observed the other party, frowning slightly: "... What's going on?"

"Your Majesty, don't worry, this is a normal phenomenon in the underworld." Beavis next to him spoke to Xiao Wang, but his tone was serious for only three seconds, "Oh, poor guy! He has begun to be infected by the negative factors here. If he can't get rid of it in time, he will sooner or later fall into nightmare and stay here forever!"

"Hey, underworld! This is definitely not the fantasy paradise that people think it is! "Beavis shook his head, his illusory facial features showing a look of fascination, and the exaggerated aria continued to sound, "This is the place of origin, the burial place of souls, the other side forged by the wishes of all living beings, but it is also... a hotbed for the reproduction of **. ”

Since the thoughts of all living beings gather in the netherworld, naturally good thoughts and evil thoughts coexist. People whose minds are not firm and pure enough or even have loopholes in their hearts are easily disturbed by endless negative factors, which pollutes their minds and eventually leads to complete depravity.

Therefore, the so-called black fog and monsters in the eyes of the young man at this time are actually just the embodiment of the negative emotions in his heart, which only he can see. In the eyes of others, isn't it like going crazy?

-This is a war that takes place in the depths of his heart. Others cannot intervene. Whether he can maintain his self in the end depends on his own will.

While Beavis was explaining, the young man had already fallen to the ground. In his mind, he was entangled by countless black vines that only he could see, and was pulled into the black fog. In reality, he also gradually changed. His body melted like a burning candle, and finally became It became a pool of sticky black liquid.

The black liquid seemed to have consciousness, looked in the direction of Xiao Wang fearfully, and then slowly crawled to other places. Extremely strong negative power emanated from it, with strong pollution.

Xiao Wang watched all this happen quietly, and for the first time saw the weirdness of the netherworld. Here, the role of the power of the mind is magnified to the limit.

Perhaps it is because this world has an illusory attribute, and the virtual and the real are intertwined, so the power of the mind has such a great influence.

If it were another world, even if the mind was extremely corrupted and degenerate, wouldn't it still look like a human being on the outside?

With this person's precedent, Xiao Wang encountered many people who could not withstand the corrosion of the mind and degenerated into nightmares along the way, but he was still calm.

...

"Your Majesty, do you want to see the whole appearance of this world? "

With the cooperation of the Mirror of All Things, Beavis, Xiao Wang's consciousness instantly covered the entire Netherworld, as if he had leaped above the sky, overlooking the ups and downs of the world. He saw the scenes of the layers of space in the Netherworld from the shallowest to the deepest. Some people fell into nightmares, while others were lucky enough to make a contract. As he temporarily held the power of the Netherworld, he seemed to have absolute power of life and death over these people.

After exiting that wonderful state, Xiao Wang just opened his eyes, and the white mist in front of him suddenly dissipated. A familiar breath came from the depths of the Netherworld. Xiao Wang vaguely felt that someone was calling him.

"Well, that is..."

Xiao Wang pondered for a moment, letting his consciousness fall in an instant, penetrating through countless layers of space, and descending directly into the depths of the Netherworld.

The towering palace stood in the darkness.

As soon as his consciousness descended, the infinite starlight illuminated the darkness, and the stars in the sky were like bright lights, reflecting the deepest part of the Netherworld as if it were daytime.

"Waiting for Your Majesty! "

The palace gate opened, and the cries from countless souls rang out in Xiao Wang's consciousness.

"Please take charge of this world and return to the throne!"

Chapter 112 Dream Weaver 7

"Your Majesty, please take charge of this world and return to the throne!"

"We will follow you, use the netherworld to counterattack the present world, and once again rule the world!"

The souls sleeping in the depths of the netherworld chanted these words over and over again, and the whispers of countless people gathered into a terrifying wave that surged in this space.

Xiao Wang's consciousness had just arrived, and was washed away by this ocean-like wave. The thoughts of countless people almost became real.

He immediately realized the hidden danger in it. The obsession in this wave of consciousness is very deep. People with a weak will are afraid that they will be brainwashed by the obsession of countless souls on the spot, and finally do what they want. But how is this different from a puppet?

"Return to the throne and counterattack the present world..." Therefore, he refused without hesitation, "I'm afraid I can't do it."

-It's not that he can't, but he doesn't want to.

Leading a group of dead souls to counterattack the present world? Emmmm, this kind of thing sounds super second-year, and it's meaningless. The dead should stay where they belong. I'm not a big devil in a brave game. Do such a boring thing and wait for a brave man to overthrow me?

However, as soon as the mental wave of refusal was transmitted, the terrifying ocean formed by the obsession of countless souls roared, and endless questioning overlapped and surged.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xiao Wang made a decisive decision. A ray of consciousness broke through the sea level like the rising sun. In an instant, it broke through the layers of space from the bottom of the netherworld and returned to the body again.

He left the netherworld the next moment without hesitation.

--

Present world

"Your Majesty, why do you refuse?" Beavis' voice was full of confusion, and the funny tone became serious. "As far as I know, the people of the North have been looking forward to this day for countless years."

The crystal clear ice mirror was suspended in the air, and the moonlight was sprinkled on it.

The bright moon slowly appeared from the horizon, and the faint moonlight seemed to be spread by an invisible palm, gradually spreading to the surroundings.

Xiao Wang's figure reappeared in the small building, standing out under the moonlight, and his beautiful profile was stained with a layer of light frost by the moonlight. Beavis's long sigh of regret and impassioned incitement were in his ears.

He did not move his expression, but just said calmly: "The past is like this, why look back?"

The so-called throne of the king of the world and the power to rule the world, if it really had such a great attraction to him, why did he give it up so easily at the beginning?

I am not a person of this world. Even if I agree to them temporarily, I will inevitably leave again in the end.

Compared with being trapped in a small world and shouldering the weight of the world, he is more obsessed with traveling through the heavens and proving eternity. For this unswerving goal, it is not a pity even if he disappoints countless people.

... What's more, those souls are obsessed. What they really care about is not the king himself, but a person who can lead them back to the world. It's just that this person happens to be Xiao Wang.

Thinking of this, Xiao Wang has begun to consider when to leave this world.

After all, his purpose of traveling through time and space has always been to become stronger. And the main way is to seize the power of time and space and analyze the laws of the world.

For the former, Xiao Wang had already purified the entire Hill Continent with his own strength, thereby seizing a large amount of time and space power. As for the latter... Xiao Wang is still quite interested in the various laws in this semi-illusory and semi-real world, especially the existence of psionic energy and the use of spiritual power.

What's more, during this period of time, even if he did nothing, Xiao Wang felt that his soul realm seemed to have been slowly improving.

"Could it be related to the other half of the soul..."

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At this time, in the netherworld. 〓思〓Rabbit〓网〓

The horrible vibration spread upward from the deepest part of the netherworld, and the layers of space were shaking. I don't know how many souls whispered unwillingly.

Despair, unwillingness, resentment, anger... all kinds of emotions merged into a wave and washed over, making the negative elements in the entire netherworld stronger than ever before, impacting the hearts of everyone in it.

This world is half virtual and half real. After everyone dies, the soul can only wander around in the bottom of the netherworld. Occasionally, they sign a contract with a lucky person and have the opportunity to return to the world temporarily. Most of the remaining souls are either driven crazy by the extremely long time or can only fall into sleep.

In this case, many souls have already been half crazy and half awake, and leaving the netherworld and returning to the world has become the obsession of all souls.

The ancient king of disasters who once saved the whole world and was omnipotent in their minds is the best candidate to lead them to return to the world again.

In countless days and nights, the name "Eli Elvis" has become the power of faith supporting these people, like a god of salvation.

But at this time, this god abandoned them.

Among the countless souls, some people completely gave up and returned to silence. Others were dominated by endless resentment. All the worship and admiration they once had turned into curses and resentment.

——If Xiao Wang really believed in becoming a god at this time, the resentment and curses from these believers would probably immediately make his body covered in dust and his soul fall forever!

Here we can see the drawbacks of the so-called belief in deification.

Unimaginable resentment and despair and other negative emotions overlapped, going up from the bottom of the netherworld, and the black mist swept through the netherworld like a tornado.

Except for a few determined people, countless other people who were still wandering in the netherworld were affected and fell into a spiritual war.

Samuel, who entered the Netherworld earlier than Xiao Wang, was also affected by this and stared blankly at this shocking change.

Just as he was about to use the key to leave as soon as possible, a gap appeared under his feet. Samuel screamed and fell into the gap.

He didn't know how far he fell, and there was only darkness all around. Samuel relied on the Netherworld Colonization Suit to reduce the impact and fell to the ground, but he didn't know which level of the Netherworld he fell into.

A cluster of lights suddenly lit up in the vast dark space, illuminating the dark rock walls around. There was no one in the ancient palace, and a statue that looked like a real person was placed right in front of Samuel.

The queen in gorgeous clothes raised her head proudly. The queen stood in front of the throne, with an indescribable arrogance in her posture.

Her dark chestnut long curly hair was braided into a small braid and tied up, fixed on her head by a crystal crown. A gorgeous scepter was lightly held in her hand.

It was as if she was standing on the royal steps of the palace, overlooking the subjects below.

Samuel immediately recognized the identity of this person: "It turned out to be the Emperor of Dawn?"

Behind the queen, a magnificent and huge scroll almost occupied the entire wall of the ancient palace.

In the scroll, the eternal sun was hanging high in the sky. The young king in a snow-white riding suit leaned forward slightly and reached out to touch the chestnut-haired girl's eyebrows. This was a ceremony unique to the handover of royal power in Hill Continent.

The golden sunlight enveloped him, reflecting his flawless face more like a god, as if he was the son of God who was about to return.

Samuel was stunned and stared at the mural. Looking at the king in the painting, who was shrouded in the morning light, he couldn't help but murmur, "... Such a familiar feeling."

... This feeling did not come from his appearance,