Fantasy Simulator Chapter 570: Lord of Darkness

"The **** born at the beginning of the heavens and the earth, the supreme lord of darkness"

"Please show your glory, shine on the earth once again, and bring boundless darkness to the world"

In the remote mountain village, a small whisper sounded constantly, covering this area.

In this area, there are bursts of sound that continue to spread, faintly, as if there is a certain unique aura emerging.

Blood and gore are everywhere, and now it has emerged.

If you stare at the front and focus on that area, you can find the scene in it.

It was a scene called purgatory on earth.

In the not-so-spacious space, dripping blood and broken limbs are everywhere.

The broken organs of the human body are placed in this place, and they are everywhere, which is extremely scary.

Because of the good airtightness, the **** atmosphere in this material is particularly strong, which can kill people alive.

However, the few people who were in it didn't feel anything. Instead, their faces were full of enthusiasm and intoxication.

"Please revive, the great master of darkness, the terminator of all things"

Before a tall idol, an old man with a cold face and some fire in his eyes, he spoke softly there, chanting hymns.

All around, drops of crimson blood were condensing, and various resentments appeared in it.

This is the blood condensed from the grievances of the deceased. When it is taken out at this moment, it seems that even the surrounding air is much colder, and it looks extremely frightening.

The old man in front of him didn't know how many people had been killed to collect the grievances and blood of so many dead.

Along with the blood flowing, the idol in front of me seems to have begun to change.

There is an inexplicable texture display, which has emerged so far.

In the end, even the **** statue itself came alive, with a kind of vigorous vitality.

Mysterious runes emerged, covering the entire idol.

The mighty and majestic aura is unfolding, just as it escapes, sweeping across the country.

This breath is so powerful and terrifying, almost above all things.

If it is the existence under the seven rings, it will inevitably collapse when it feels this breath, and can't bear the horror brought by this breath at all.

In the house, feeling the revival of the idol, the frenzy on the faces of several cultists became more obvious. At this moment, the voices in their mouths became louder and louder, and they screamed.

They are fanatical, they are happy, and happy for the revival of the deity they believe in.

"I feel it"

Standing in front of the idol, the old man's face also showed a smile, as if he felt something at this moment: "The connection of faith is closer"

"My lord, please recover!"

The voice fell, and there was a burst of sound around.

On the idol in front of me, a breath of suffocation spreads, escapes everywhere, and suppresses everything.

In an instant, there were a few crackling noises in the room.

Behind the old man, the frenzy on the faces of the others froze.

Under the strong breath in front of them, their bodies couldn't bear it at all, and they burst into pieces.

After that, a hazy breath emerged, touching the world.

A faint murmur continued to resound, resounding here.

Looking at the idol that emerged in front of him, the old man smiled on his face and looked very pleased at the moment.

"The Almighty Lord"

Standing on the spot, he opened his arms, then knelt down to the idol in front of him, and said loudly: "Across the long silence, please come back again!"

Boom

In front of him, the idol was trembling, and the sound of sizzling continued to be heard, so far, it resounded everywhere.

When the old man raised his head again, he found that the idol before him began to show a unique change.

On top of the idol, layers of cracks began to emerge, like broken ceramics, showing a strange sense of brokenness.

Afterwards, the power of terror bloomed.

The powerful breath of divine power permeated all quarters in an instant, covering the entire area.

A little faint mist rose up and appeared in all directions.

Then, under the elder's gaze, these mists continued to rise, moving towards him.

There, a child is sleeping.

He was a boy who didn't seem to be very old. He looked only about six or seven years old, not too big, and looked a little immature. He was lying there at the moment, as if he was asleep.

If you look closely, you can see some differences.

On the boy, there are strange graffiti everywhere, and there are mysterious and unique runes painted on his body, which is extremely mysterious.

At this moment, the black mist gathered around and slowly merged into the boy's body.

After that, the boy's body became active, and a strange breath emerged spontaneously.

The boy's eyes opened slowly.

The powerful divine breath dissipated everywhere.

In this instant, it seems that even the space is directly stagnant, and an extremely powerful aura flashes by and emerges here.

The majesty and majesty brought about by the resurrection of the divine nature is extremely terrifying, and its sense of oppression is even more terrifying than the previous idols.

When the metamorphosis was completely over, a dazed color flashed across the boy's eyes, and then it was a daze.

"Osis"

An indifferent and hoarse sound came from the boy's mouth.

This voice is hoarse and majestic, not like a boy's voice at all, but like a **** on the nine heavens, full of mighty majesty.

But to some extent, this is indeed a deity.

"My Lord"

Hearing the boy's cry, the old man who had been kneeling immediately got up and looked at the boy in front of him respectfully, his face full of awe.

At this moment, the situation is different now.

The boy standing in front of him is no longer the mortal before, but the master he enshrined, the legendary master of all things destruction, all dim and dim.

This is a true deity, an existence above all things, and the Lord worshipped by the elderly.

"What era is it now?"

The faint hoarse voice sounded again.

In front of him, the voice of the Lord of Darkness sounded, and at this moment, he looked at the old man in front of him and spoke lightly.

"Three thousand years have passed since you woke up last time"

Looking at the dim lord in front of him, listening to the other's hoarse and majestic voice, the old man no longer had the slightest doubt, and directly said: "According to your previous resuscitation instructions, we will resuscitate you at this time"

"Not bad."

The Lord of Darkness nodded, but felt it roughly, but frowned again: "But, what's the matter with this body?"

"Why is it so weak?"

He looked at the old man in front of him, frowned, and was a little dissatisfied: "Although he has a certain divine bloodline, he has not reached the point of awakening the blood of the gods, nor is he a powerful hero, just an ordinary Mere mortal children"

"You have prepared for thousands of years, can't you find a more suitable body?"

An indifferent voice sounded in the same place, with some dissatisfaction.

Looking like this, I am very dissatisfied with the Lord of Darkness who has recovered from his current body.

This is no wonder.

From the eyes of the gods, this body is obviously extremely unqualified.

In the past catastrophes, there were very few deities that could retain their own identity.

Most of the gods' bodies collapsed in the past catastrophe and had to be abandoned.

So even if we recover again, we must look for someone else's body and try again.

And this carrying their bodies is very important.

A good body not only allows them to exert more power, it can even bring them some new abilities.

And a poor body not only restricts a lot, it can't even let them exert much power.

And the body in front of him, in the eyes of the Lord of Darkness, is obviously very bad, and it is of extremely poor quality.

"My lord, sorry"

Auris's face was full of bitterness, and he could only lower his head: "This is the best we can find"

"Huh?"

Listening to Oris's words, the Lord of Darkness was stunned: "Is the church that I left behind has weakened so far?"

"I remember as early as two thousand years ago, my church seemed to still exist, and it was very strong"

"Could it be that my church has been destroyed just after more than two thousand years?"

He couldn't believe it.

At this time, he only noticed some details.

The surrounding area is not his church, nor is it such a gorgeous place, it's just a dilapidated little room.

There are not many of his followers around, just so few people.

All this seems to say something.

The church that originally belonged to him, the once strong church, seems to be really weak.

"My Lord"

Listening to the words of the Lord of Darkness, Oris's face was full of bitterness, and at this time he didn't know what to say.

Indeed, two thousand years of time, this time is extremely short for the deity.

Maybe it's just a night's sleep, and there is already this time

But for mortals, two thousand years is a long time.

Two thousand years, this time is enough to turn the most powerful warrior into a pile of bones, so that greatness is no longer great, and all that once existed will pass away without leaving a trace.

Time is always the most powerful force.

Except for the high gods themselves, no one can remain immortal and will eventually die.

The once prosperous church of the Lord of Darkness has long since disappeared and disappeared completely.

As for the body in front of me

Thinking of this, Oris's mouth is bitter, and he doesn't know what to say at this time.

To a certain extent, their loyalty to the Lord of Darkness does not need to be questioned too much.

It's just the body in front of them, the best they can find.

In this day and age, let alone heroes who have awakened their divine nature, even if the epic has disappeared, there is not much to be seen.

These strong men themselves are not so easy to kill, let alone are so cunning one by one, basically hiding in unknown places, or indirectly maintaining good relations with various churches.

Not so easy to find at all.

Even if it is found, with the current strength of the Obscure Church, it will not be able to seize its body at all, and will even be killed by it.

As for the gods who have awakened the blood of the gods?

That stuff is also not so easy to find. In today's era, all of them are baby bumps, but all the things that are found are basically collected by the churches, and they are rarely left out.

Not to mention being found by them.

The boy's body with a not too low concentration of God's blood in front of him is already the result of their best efforts.

"It seems that in the two thousand years that I have been in silence, you are really weak and impenetrable."

Looking at the appearance of Oris, the Lord of Darkness shook his head, and looked around silently: "In order to revive me, even blood sacrifices are used."

He looked at the mess in the room. There were fragments of flesh and blood and blood everywhere, like a cult offering sacrifice. At this time, he was also a little speechless.

The Lord of Obscurity, although his name is Obscurity, his **** is related to darkness, but he is not an evil god.

If the Lord of Darkness is at its peak and the Darkness Church still exists, methods similar to blood sacrifices will probably not be used.

But now, this is what it looks like.

"This, I'm sorry"

Orris lowered his head, a look of embarrassment on his face.

For more than two thousand years, the gloomy church has long since fallen, and now there are only two or three cats, big and small, of which there are even fewer.

In the two thousand years of weakness and suppression, in order for the obscure church to survive, its lower limit has naturally become lower and lower.

In the end, even some methods that were considered inferior in the past were picked up and started to learn.

Of course, this is also forced to survive.

After all, if this were not the case, the obscure church would have disappeared even faster.

Even the Lord of Darkness may not be able to wake up.

"It's okay."

The Lord of Darkness smiled, a little smile appeared on the little boy's face, and then he said: "It doesn't matter if you use some key means when it's critical."

"No matter what, at least I was able to wake up and come back again."

"It's better than others"

The Lord of Darkness raised his head and looked towards the sky, towards the sky.

Above the sky, the brilliance of many stars is already dimmed, and at this moment, compared with the past when he recovered, it seems to have changed a lot.

Looking at the scene before him, the Lord of Darkness sighed softly, then turned around, looked at Oris in front of him, and stretched out his hand.

It's just a casual stretch of hand, a very plain and natural movement, but it seems to be holding the general trend of a world, and people have no resistance at all.

Of course, Oris didn't mean to resist the master he believed in either.

In the end, the seemingly immature palm fell above Oris' head.

Afterwards, scenes began to appear in his mind.

From the birth of Oris to the present, all the pictures he has experienced, all the knowledge information stored in his mind, have surfaced in his mind, and have been traced back again.

The feeling is very strange, as if I have experienced the scene again.

Those who do not remember, those who are already buried deep in the memory, are all traced back at this moment, and are awakened again.

And all this only happened in a short moment.

"So that's it"

When Oris woke up again, in front of him, a thoughtful voice from the Lord of Darkness rang out: "Since the gods fell silent, has the progress of world fusion further intensified?"

"It seems that the next era will be the key"

"Interesting"

A smile appeared on his face as he spoke, and at this moment he smiled to himself.

As the Lord of the Darkness of the gods, his level is far beyond the ordinary.

For this kind of existence, its desire to extract the memories and information from the minds of mortals is only a momentary matter.

Not to mention that Oris in front of him is not someone else, but a believer of the Lord of Darkness himself.

It will be easier to do all of this through the connection of the line of faith.

After extracting the information from Oris's mind, the Lord of Darkness has also filled in for more than two thousand years of missing, and has a new understanding of everything in this era.

After that, he turned around and looked in a certain direction in the distance.

"Actor"

Standing in place, the Lord of Darkness looked into the distance, chanting the name of Ector, frowning alone there: "Only against the Twilight Order, against the Twilight Gods"

"In this era, can this kind of existence be born?"

After extracting the memories of Oris and knowing the recent stories of this land, the Lord of Darkness quickly felt that something was wrong.

The world of the abyss collides with the world of the gods, and it is about to merge~IndoMTL.com~ Ordinary people are naturally not clear.

But as the **** of this world, the most noble and top existence in this world, the Lord of Darkness is naturally very clear.

Even, he was a witness to the original battle, and he personally participated in the battle between the gods and the abyss.

For this reason, standing in the corner of the gods, he also has his own understanding of the era before him.

From the outside, the strong in this era are extinct, the elemental tides are gradually weakening, and the strong are scarce because of the silence of the gods.

But in the eyes of the Lord of Darkness, it is the reason for the fusion of the two worlds.

In the process of fusion, the rules of the two worlds confront each other and slowly interweave.

During this process, a large amount of power in the world itself is mobilized and invested in it, which leads to the weakening of the environment of the world itself.

Even the pillars of this world, the gods, have to fall asleep because of the influence of the world, and use their power to help the world carry out this kind of confrontation, which shows how serious the power consumption of the world is.

There are so many forces that the world can mobilize within a certain period of time. If there are more mobilizations there, naturally there will be less in other places.

And this has led to the deterioration of the environment, the thinning and reduction of elements.

The weakness of the environment has led to the scarcity of the strong.

This is why the strong are scarce in this era.

In this era, except for those who directly inherited the power of the gods, the power of the others should be very weak.

Even the church, one of the important forces left behind by the gods, is also becoming weaker and weaker in this situation, becoming mundane.

But in this environment, there are strong ones who stand out and exert a powerful force that can fight against the artifact.

This situation is of course worthy of surprise.