I am God Chapter 62: : Darkness without light

The Jessel Passage.

Tito burst out of the sea like a mermaid and caught an archeopteryx.

The journey went very smoothly. He had already left the offshore waters controlled by the Sanye people and entered the middle of the Jessel Channel.

This is already the country of the Demon Abyss, which belongs to the kingdom of monsters crawling out of the deep sea trench.

Although he encountered a lot of troubles and difficulties on the way, and even ran into a patrolling shrimp knight at the border of the kingdom of the devil, he relied on his early preparations and cleverness to overcome these difficulties and dangers.

Tito is a good planner, which helped him a lot in his journey.

"Island?"

Tito, who was catching the fish, suddenly discovered that an island appeared in the distance.

He took out the slate map and found the location of the island according to the above. This is where an abandoned town of the Sanye people was located in the past. This island was also the gathering place of the Sanye people many years ago. .

He was immediately interested. As a poet who wrote epic poems, he saw the remains of these ancient civilizations like a hungry person seeing a gluttonous feast.

As he approached the island, he discovered something unusual.

There are stone piles on the island one after another, and something is tied to the piles.

When you took a closer look, Tito couldn't help but gasped.

There are corpses tied to the stone piles, and they can be seen from the Sanye people at a glance.

"Not good."

He turned around and wanted to leave here, but the water behind him was already rippled.

The poet immediately gave up his plan to turn back, but rushed directly to the shore.

He knew what was coming.

He drew his sword and stood ready on the island.

At this time, going into the water is only a dead end, but he can still survive on the island.

His bravery and strategy are very good, but he is really not a person who is good at killing and fighting, and what he is facing is the bloodthirsty people in the kingdom of the devil who have been fighting all the year round.

One after another, the people of the Demon Abyss surfaced, their slender and powerful tails were swinging, and when the waves were stirred up, they rushed towards the outside of the island like a small boat.

The other party was galloping by the sea, but did not directly kill the poet.

After several people attracted the poet's attention, several people on the other side cooperated and threw a net to cover Tito, making him unable to exert himself.

"It's over."

Tito, who was used to hearing the brutal and evil deeds of these monsters, immediately thought of these two words.

The soldiers of the Devil's Abyss looked at his back basket. They surrounded Tito without speaking, but the long tentacles on their heads collided with each other, and Tito knew that the other party was using their special way to communicate.

Tito thought they might be discussing **** himself.

Even.

Discussing how to eat yourself.

"How did the Hiinsai come here?"

"I guess I lost my way."

"The sword made by the giant Ruhe, his identity is not simple."

The people of Demon Abyss did not kill Tito, but took him back.

Tito was taken into the deep sea, and in the center of a group of reefs, ancient cups, and ferns, he saw an underwater city that seemed to be more of a nest than a city.

I also met the owner of this underwater city.

The sun's light shines here through refraction, and the monster in the building built of huge stones is lying on a stone seat, looking at him with curious eyes.

Tito suddenly discovered that these monsters were different from what he had imagined.

The look in his eyes was similar to that of the Sanye people.

Maybe.

When they regained their wisdom, they were no longer monsters.

Then what are they?

It will never be the same as us, is it human?

"I am the lord of the Saar Land in the Kingdom of the Demon Abyss. If you dare to invade my territory, tell us your identity and purpose."

The sound passes directly through the ear and resounds in the consciousness.

Tito immediately knew that this was a citizen of the Demon Abyss with wisdom and power. The descendants of those kings of crime who were bestowed with blood by King Ari at that time have gone through so many generations, and many of them have awakened the power of power on their own. .

Tito didn't speak, but the other party was able to read his thoughts directly from his consciousness.

"Your name is Tito!"

"A poet? He also has the blood of the Hiinsai royal family!"

The lord of the monsters picked up the pannier that belonged to Tito, and cast his eyes on the bone plates. He didn't notice a gleam of light from the rotten cup pressed at the bottom.

"You wrote this?"

Tito became anxious immediately, he was afraid that the other party would take away the Cup of God.

He struggled forward, blowing air out of his mouth.

You can faintly hear him say: "Give it back to me!"

The moment he said it, Tito panicked, and he realized that he had made a fatal mistake.

He thought of wisdom and power, and the other party might have read the existence of the God's Cup from the thoughts floating in his mind.

He immediately wanted to suppress all the consciousness about the Cup of God, and even empty his mind to not think about anything, even though it was already too late at this moment.

But it's strange that the other party didn't make any moves.

Instead, the focus is entirely on the psalms he wrote.

The other party did not read any information about the God's Cup from his consciousness, as if there was a force in the dark that blocked anyone from knowing its existence.

Tito tried to communicate with the other person in his head, drawing their attention to the poem he wrote.

"I am a poet, and I am about to find the legendary land bestowed by the gods."

"I'm planning to write a great myth, the myth of King Radlich."

"This is not just a myth about the Hiinsai, but also about your ancestors and origins."

The Lord of the People of the Demon Abyss looked at Tito, as if to confirm whether he was joking.

"No one has seen the land bestowed by the gods, it is just a myth."

The lord likes Tito's poetry and appreciates his literary talent.

At the same time, he also hopes that Tito, who has the blood of the royal family, will join them instead of looking for the land bestowed by the gods.

"Stay here!"

"I don't have to kill you, I even make you a citizen of the kingdom of the devil."

"You can write articles and record texts for us here in the future."

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Having lived in Thrall in the Kingdom of the Demon Abyss for almost a month, Litito would carve murals for the lord in the palace every day.

Sometimes they will also write some poems praising the Kingdom of Demon Abyss, and record them on pillars or buildings.

The lord is very busy every day, and he doesn't always monitor what he is thinking of writing.

On this day, Tito finally found a chance to escape with his pannier.

But before he could escape far, a group of monster soldiers led by Thrall chased him out.

In the sea, these bloodthirsty monsters sniffed the breath and soon found Tito.

Tito was caught and returned.

This time, he really annoyed the lord.

"Do you want to escape that much?"

"Am I being too merciful to you, or are you Hinces who just don't know what gratitude is?"

Tito didn't speak, but the lord could hear him.

"This place does not belong to me, I have my mission."

The lord waved his arm like a cone gun, and the smooth movement brought up the water and Tito's blood.

"Ah!"

Tito wanted to cry out in pain, but when he opened his mouth under the water, he kept pouring water into his mouth.

He knelt on the ground in pain, covering his eyes with both hands.

His world fell into complete darkness, the sea water burned his wounds, and he couldn't utter a single word as he struggled painfully.

The lord pressed against his ear, and the voice rang directly in Tito's mind.

"Have you ever seen the Bottomless Demon Abyss?"

"Don't you like to write poetry? But the poems you write about us have no soul, and the gap between the epic poems you wrote about us is too great."

"How can you write a perfect poem about us without feeling our fear and pain."

"Tito, come and feel our pain and fear."

"It's such a dark place, so dark that there is not even a shred of light."

The lord stretched out his arms: "Welcome."

"A world abandoned by God."

The lord never looked at Tito again, and gave an order to his soldiers: "Throw him to the island of the dead."