The undead have descended upon the world? I possess a sword that can cleave the heavens once more!

Meanwhile, somewhere in the three southeastern provinces, a thin figure wearing an ordinary white T-shirt looked up at the boundless, pitch-black vortex.

The layers of golden rings in his eyes suddenly lit up: "The time has come!"

The next moment, countless crimson rays of light poured down from the dark vortex, solidifying, rotating, and expanding in mid-air between the clouds and the ground, with twelve edge lines lighting up simultaneously!

A massive, blood-red, dodecagonal magic circle has taken shape!

Those flowing blood-red patterns undulated on the surface of the battle like blood vessels, each pulse carrying a sticky feeling that made one's stomach churn!

The moment the magic array spread out over Yunshang Province, it could be seen across almost the entire Yunshang Province region and most of Dongjiang Province!

And Hua Linlin, who is located in Yunshang Province, is no exception!

She tilted her head back, her pupils reflecting the dodecagonal outline that was taking shape, and she seemed to be standing still.

She recognized the magic circle the moment she saw it!

Or rather, every torchbearer in Lanhe City must recognize that dodecagonal magic circle!

That's the magic array that appeared during the Lanhe Divine Descent incident!

The torchbearers in the support team widened their eyes in shock: "The Descent Array of the Thousand-Faced God???!!!"

The squad leader, Silver Badge, was the first to react and jumped to his feet.

He glanced at the rapidly forming magic circle in the sky, then at the residents still peering out from their balconies, gritted his teeth, and shouted into his earpiece, "Everyone retreat! Evacuate the masses! Run as far as you can!!!"

. . .

On the other side, the group of black-cloaked figures who had stopped the provincial bureau chiefs of the three southeastern provinces also immediately noticed the pitch-black vortex and the dodecagonal blood-red magic circle above their heads.

After defeating the provincial bureau chiefs with a single move, the leaders of the Faceless Cult in various regions immediately dispelled their domains and then opened their arms.

It seemed as if it was embracing that dodecagonal magic circle!

"All for the great God of a Thousand Faces!!!"

Subsequently, the leader of the Faceless Cult and a group of black-cloaked figures transformed into streaks of blood-red light and flew towards the dodecagonal magic circle without hesitation.

Upon seeing this scene, the three provincial bureau chiefs felt a sudden sinking feeling in their hearts.

"Has the defense line in the Deep Dark Domain been breached?"

"What exactly is the ritual for the descent of the Thousand-Faced God?"

Subsequently, they unleashed all their most powerful and secretive methods to launch a fierce attack on the dodecagonal magic circle in the sky.

However, their level 10 or 11 attacks were still too insignificant compared to that massive, blood-red dodecagonal magic array!

All the attacks were absorbed directly into the magic circle, but without causing a ripple!

. . .

The crimson light that was gathering at the edge of the magic circle began to converge inward, and the originally blank area at the center of the magic circle was being filled with a rich, almost tangible scarlet color.

In the distance, countless streaks of blood-red light rose simultaneously from all directions of the three southeastern provinces—some as thick as tree trunks, others as thin as silk threads, but all converging in the same direction.

Those streams of light came from the strongholds of the Faceless Cult in various places, as well as from the low-level Thousand-Faced Corpse Species that had been lurking in various places for a long time. One by one, the Thousand-Faced Corpse Species, whether high-level or low-level, transformed into streams of blood-red light and surged toward the dodecagonal magic array, like thousands of streams rushing toward their own sea at the same time!

As more and more crimson light poured in, a scarlet figure gradually solidified in the center of the magic circle.

He was draped in a wide, blood-red robe, the folds of which shimmered with a dark light, and the outline of his every step rippled slightly with the rhythm of the blood flowing around him!

His head had no facial features, no face, only a huge vertical pupil!

Those vertical pupils almost filled the entire face, with layers upon layers of dense golden rings stacked deep within the pupils, one ring inside another, one ring pressing down on another, like countless overlapping eyelids opening outwards at the same time!

The moment that scarlet figure took shape, the color of the entire world shifted one degree towards red.

Then, faint, distorted whispers began to ripple outwards from the direction of the magic circle in concentric circles.

The strange sound lost its original form after passing through layers of media, becoming something between language and noise, yet it could still be understood by everyone who heard it!

"Ah! You are the source of all fleshly deformities!"

"Ah! You are the king of a thousand masks!"

"You are the Crimson Lord!"

"You are—"

"The great God of a Thousand Faces!!!"

"The God of Many Faces!!!"

"The Crimson Lord!!!"

The God of a Thousand Faces has descended!

Although the whispers were weakened after passing through the psionic barrier, they still slithered into the ears of every ordinary person like tiny venomous snakes!

Those who were first caught in the attack were people who had been peering out from their balconies for too long and hadn't had time to get back inside.

Unnatural bulges began to appear on their body surfaces, and the muscles under their skin seemed to be wriggling independently in their own directions.

Some people have their mouths split towards their ears, or their cervical spine is tilted at an impossible angle.

Their flesh and blood seemed to have developed their own thoughts and began to run wild!

And for everyone who looked directly at that scarlet figure, even for just a glance, their facial features vanished within moments!

The outlines of his nose and mouth were as smooth as if they had been erased by an eraser, leaving only a bloodthirsty and chaotic vertical pupil split open in the middle of his face!

The golden rings in his pupils surged and rippled in layers, just like the main pupil of the Thousand-Faced God.

They transformed into the retinue of the Thousand-Faced God!

Although the ability users have higher resistance and are unaffected by those distorted whispers, they still cannot look directly at that scarlet figure.

"Back off—!!" someone was still shouting, but the shout was quickly drowned out by more screams.

The situation in the three southeastern provinces spiraled out of control in the blink of an eye, and the number of civilian casualties rose at an alarming rate!

Hua Linlin averted her gaze before the crimson figure materialized, but she could no longer care about the screaming crowd.

The almost hysterical reports came through her earpiece: within seconds, multiple outposts and urban areas reported large-scale loss of control among residents and a rapid increase in the conversion rate of the "Thousand Faces" (a term referring to a specific group of people with multiple identities or relatives).

All of this happened so fast, so fast that there wasn't even time to catch one's breath.

. . .

The deepest, darkest realms, a place of convergence.

Wu You saw the images from the real world through the black vortex—the spreading blood-red magic array, the solidifying scarlet figure, and the ordinary people who were turning into their own kind in droves.

His clear mind trembled violently for a moment.

Although he didn’t know why the projection of the Thousand-Faced God would descend directly into the real world, he knew that the Lords of Li were currently preoccupied with their own problems, and as the current strongest fighter, he only had one path to take!

That is to deal with the current projection of lust as quickly as possible, and then go to the real world to deal with the thousand-faced projection!

With the highest level of combat power in the real world being no more than tenth rank, facing a projection of a god, or even just a projection, the outcome is almost predictable!

Pure white flames rose from Wu You's body once again, and his aura began to rise again!

Eleventh level...

Twelve levels...

Thirteenth level...

The pale black figure within the light blue seal seemed to sense Wu You's change in emotion. Its semi-transparent head tilted slightly, and a hoarse voice rang out: "Getting impatient already?"

Then He gently waved his hand.

The pale blue seal that had been trapping Him instantly shattered from the middle, and the blue fragments turned into specks of light that drifted into the thin, dark mist.

The translucent, pale black figure slowly stretched its excessively long limbs, then faced Wu You. Its hoarse voice carried a hint of savoring some kind of delicious flavor:

"Want to go to your world?"

"Then you'll have to get past me first."