Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 3815 The Birth of a New God

The power of decay sounded the prelude to the destruction of the gods, and the power of the power of death launched a truly horrific massacre.

The flesh and blood of Ubbo-Sasla, the ancestor of all ancestors, no longer had any divinity and turned into powder, like quicklime. The hounds of Tindalos died one after another, wailing. The ancestor of evil demons was torn into pieces and fell into the depths of the universe, without any sound of life...

The powerful Old Ones from outside the domain were really frightened, and they tried their best to escape. Streams of light flashed, cracks opened, and layered barriers constructed a dimensional world in an attempt to isolate the power.

The stars dimmed, leaving only the horror of the dead gods. The angry roars of the gods were filled with a strong unwillingness. The black light of death was demanding lives. All means of resurrection were useless, and the immortal characteristics would be buried.

Another Outer God died. He had an appearance roughly close to that of a human, with a head that was strangely soft, like a soft-skinned egg, and a pair of twisted black bat wings behind him. His body was covered with female organs for raising children, most of which were shriveled. His eyes were not arranged horizontally, but one was located slightly higher on the forehead, and one eye was located at the mouth, and the mouth was located between the two.

Ibo-Zter, He is the Dark One, the Tough One, the Great Dark One.

Now His entire body was covered in a layer of deathly black, then gradually turned gray. Black blood gushed out of His cracked body, flowing like a waterfall. Every drop of it had lost its divinity, and the light of His soul was dimming at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ipo Eter let out his final roar, which resounded through the starry sky, shaking the stars violently. "No, it shouldn't be! What on earth has happened? Even if the holder of the power of death came in person and launched such an indiscriminate attack without deliberately targeting a certain god, it shouldn't be so lethal now."

Immediately, His divine body collapsed, breaking apart in extreme unwillingness, and turned into silent powder.

The catastrophic disaster of the Outer Gods is still going on. Those strange races and Transcendents who came after hearing the news are in even worse trouble. They are dying in large numbers, leaving no room for resistance at all.

The gods are on the run, and questions arise. It is true that the power of the power of death is very overbearing. It cuts off all fancy means of resurrection and leads directly to the most real death.

However, a single explosion of power directly caused the deaths of several Outer Gods, including top Outer Gods such as Ubbo Sasla and the Ancestor of Evil, and the disaster is still continuing, and the Outer Gods are still dying.

It really goes beyond the established understanding and is too beyond the scope.

It would be acceptable for them to be killed one-on-one by the power of death, but the problem is that the current situation is too exaggerated.

If the power of death really has this ability, then Usher, the goddess of death and darkness, can kill through the outside world and the end of the world alone and destroy all non-creative beings.

"How could this be!" Hastur, the Lord of Yellow, sighed. Most of his divine body had turned to stone, the light of his spiritual consciousness was dimming, and his eyes were blurred.

"Boom!"

Just when the gods were in despair, suddenly, a second mysterious heartbeat sounded from the depths of the starry sky. The void was instantly filled with dense cracks, and billions of stars in the universe suddenly dimmed, and only slowly regained their brightness after a long time.

The sound of the heartbeat was as if a giant raised a huge drumstick and beat a war drum made of the blood and skin of gods and demons.

With the blind and foolish second heartbeat, all the Old Ones who were affected by the power of decay and death at the same time exploded and shattered into pieces, unable to stop the fluctuations of the heartbeat. Then they turned into even finer blood foam, which covered the starry sky in a terrifying manner.

It seemed that at the second heartbeat, many Outer Gods were sacrificed on the spot as a prelude to His awakening, and a large amount of blood and souls were used to decorate the blind and foolish throne.

However, soon, there were changes in the dirty and filthy blood foam. Clusters of firefly-like spiritual lights did not go out, and angry and depressed sounds were emitted. A large number of divine realm laws gathered together, creating something out of nothing and reshaping the body.

The second heartbeat helped by coincidence and timeliness, and it may also be a deliberate help, helping the gods from outside the domain to resolve the consequences of the power of death, so that they can lift the curse of power and have the opportunity to reproduce the immortal characteristics of the divine realm and be reborn.

In a sense, they have died and are now reborn.

The power of the creator was indeed extremely terrifying. It forcibly cut off the continuation of the power of death. However, those beings who had already died as gods could not be resurrected. They were truly dead.

"Did Lord Azathoth help us? What exactly happened?" Turzicha, the cosmic fire poison who survived by chance, is still in shock. His divine body, which was originally like a crack in the universe, with large amounts of green poisonous flames flowing, is now dim and unrecognizable, with only a very faint trace of color remaining.

He survived, but was badly injured and almost died.

The City of Tindalos is a mysterious city covered with black spiral spires. A light mist shrouds the sky and the spiral spires. It is usually hidden in another dimension and its location cannot be found by conventional means.

The corpses of Tindalos hounds fell one after another in the city, shocking the other residents. In the tallest black spiral spire in the city, the last Tindalos hound curled up in the tower, as if it had suffered some great fright.

Another extremely far away and mysterious area that is not in time and dimension, there is a vast amount of real chaotic energy. A magnificent gray royal court is located in the chaos. It is so majestic that even the gods feel suffocated here.

The building of the royal court is pyramid-shaped, with many extremely distorted words and patterns engraved on the surface. No one knows its content and meaning. It seems to be the work of a group of madmen.

Azathoth, the blind and foolish god, lies just behind the Court of Chaos.

Shub-Niggurath stood at the entrance of the royal court, silently reciting in a prayer posture:
"Cruel, twisted, disordered, irrational, and immoral nature, the great blindness and stupidity of Azathoth, my father, my mother, I hope to receive your enlightenment."

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After a long time, the turbulent starry sky calmed down the fluctuations of the death of gods.

The surviving gods from outside the domain looked at the place where the power was from afar. The primordial power represented the key to the original universe. It was of profound significance and extremely precious. But now no one was willing to get close to it. They were all still in shock.

The powders turned into corpses of Ubbo-Sassra, the ancestor of all ancestors, Abuhos, the ancestor of evil demons, Ibo-Zter, and some outer gods are still wandering there. They have no spirituality and are just like ordinary lime powder, but they indicate some kind of horrible past.

Although the Outer Gods were not exterminated, they were severely damaged and their vitality was greatly damaged. They were also forced to put away their past arrogance and re-examine the dangers of the original universe.

The power of death turns into a black and red crown of thorns, and the power of decay turns into a heart whose color keeps changing.

At this time, the two primordial powers seemed to have returned to calm, and no abnormal fluctuations were heard. It seemed that as long as they were sealed with appropriate means, there would be a chance to use them for one's own benefit.

However, none of the gods from outside the domain dared to approach, and now no one wanted to be the first to stand out, and everyone was trying to figure out why.

They hate Ubbo-Sathla to the core, look at the "big treasure" you brought back!
However, the other party's bones were rotten, and he had no place to vent his hatred and anger.

Shab-Niggurath came back with an expressionless face. He ran away the moment he found out about the abnormality of the corpse. He was only negatively affected by a few ripples and recovered after eating some snacks.

"I received His revelation, and He revealed the secret to me." As Shab-Nicholas spoke, he slowly approached the Primordial Power. He seemed to be confident of receiving it, and said:
"The reason why we are so terribly affected and almost unable to resist is because the properties of these two primordial powers are linked together, exerting an effect of one plus one being greater than two."

“Life is the beginning, death is the end, and decay is the process.”

"We live as gods. We are the living beings in reality. The combination of the power of decay and death forcibly continues our future destiny and cleverly drags us into it, forming a closed loop." That is to say, the gods from outside the domain were forced to participate in the process of life and death, becoming part of this closed loop and becoming sacrifices.

Life, decay, death, immortal gods are forcibly dragged into a gradual fate.

"We have been paying attention to the direct power of power and have neglected the realm of destiny... Our destiny has been forcibly tampered with!"

Shub-Nicholas looked at the two primordial powers, continued to approach slowly, and said:
"This combination of powers is very special and ingenious, and seems to contain some kind of secret. I think that if the power of death was combined with purification instead of decay, it would definitely not be able to exert such a terrifying power that makes it difficult for us to resist."

"I'm afraid that only the initiator of this conspiracy knows everything."

In fact, He had received a surprising revelation from Azathoth that the power of death combined with two other unknown powers could form a new path to the creator.

Among them, Remedios' power of life should be a necessary one, because life is the beginning of death.

Could the remaining power be the declining power before our eyes?

Shub-Niggurath kept the secret to herself and did not tell the gods.

Slowly, He approached the cemetery-like field of power, with the power of the Crimson Abyss surrounding His body. He raised His long knuckles and was about to grab the black-red crown of thorns and the decayed heart.

Mastering these two primordial powers means taking a step towards the creation person.

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Origin universe.

Mavis also held a black and red crown of thorns. She exhaled gently, made up her mind, then raised it up solemnly and slowly put it on her head.

The moment the crown touched the top of the head, it instantly formed a mysterious connection with the body of the power of death in the extraterritorial universe. The latter immediately emitted a strong black light and turned into a black stream of light rushing towards the original universe.

Shab-Niggurath's eyes darkened, and she raised her hand to stop the power of death. The black and red crown suddenly emitted a strong black light, silently permeating the universe, and the twinkling stars dimmed.

Subconsciously, his fingers trembled, and he was half a beat slower, watching the power of death return to the original universe.

Shub-Niggurath sighed, and the gods remained silent and did not blame her.

If you use all your strength, you should be able to stop the power of death. The primordial power buried in the corpse can only activate the effect left in advance once without anyone controlling it.

However, thinking of the scene where the gods had just perished, been shattered, and could not be resurrected by the power of death, he could not help but tremble in his heart. A trace of fear arose in his heart, and he slowed down for a moment.

The original body of the power of death flew towards Mavis and slowly merged with the crown on her head, flowing with an unpredictable aura. Soon, a black and red long dress appeared, outlining her tall figure.

boom!
An incredibly huge amount of energy exploded, drowning Mavis.

"This is... the scene of the fall of the gods." Mavis' eyes blurred, and what she saw was no longer the brilliant universe, but a scene that had happened outside the domain before, where the gods were exploding and withering.

That scene was horrifying, the rage of the gods at their death, that extreme emotion, seemed to shoot straight into her heart.

"The death of God has endowed the power of death with unfathomable strength. Now this strength is actually feeding back to me..." Mavis whispered, her eyes turning into pure darkness.

Her aura was growing stronger, and her realm was being steadily advanced.

She remembered that Lord Ushir had mentioned that when a certain number of life forms in the universe died, He who possessed the power of death would be very close to the creator.

"I see. God's death compensates for quantity with quality. The power of death has gained great benefits, Lord Ushir, but this is your spoils of war." Mavis wanted to reject this sudden power. This gift was too precious.

The mysterious power born from the death of many Outer Gods could only be captured by the power of death. Now it was bestowed upon her in return, enough to push her to the level of godhood.

The voice of the noble lady in black dress sounded faintly, with a hint of smile:
"If you give me that power back, it won't bring me any significant improvement. You should keep it. Remi has a follower in the divine realm, and I can't afford to fall behind."

Mavis no longer refused after hearing that. Her lips were dark red, her long hair was flying, and her beautiful face with smoky makeup gradually acquired a mysterious temperament. The scene of the death of the God from Outer Realm kept flashing through her mind. She accepted the gift of the power of death, and the invisible force was pushing her into a higher realm.

"Mavis, this time your connection with the power of death has deepened. If I become cold and cruel after returning to the beginning, you should be able to stop me from using the power of death..."

"I hope not."

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"Death is the end, decay is the process." Mavis, who was only a step away from the divine realm, stretched out her hand and began to summon the power of decay that was wandering outside the domain.

Outside the domain, when Shab-Nicholas saw the abnormal movement of the heart of Decline, she could not help but sneer. Red light surged and covered the sky and the earth. The power of the Three Pillars of God completely erupted, covering the power of Decline.

If the Power of Decay was also successfully recalled, wouldn't the Outer Gods have suffered a huge loss in vain, with no benefit at all, and many gods would have died.

"Leave me alone!"

Shab-Niggurath forcibly sealed the decaying heart, binding it with dense red silk threads to suppress the abnormal movements of the heart.

"Lord Ushiel, I can't bring back the decline..." Mavis was secretly anxious.

"It doesn't matter. The power of decay was originally reserved for them temporarily. You just need to pretend to do it."

"what?"

Mavis was stunned for a moment after hearing that, and couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth. She suddenly felt that her boss and Lord Remi were both up to no good, and it was obvious that they were using their power to do something again.

"When I get back, I'll make sure to ask for clarification."