As the savior, I only want to play single-player games.

In the darkness, a strange voice rang out.

Unlike lower-level monsters, higher-level shadow monsters possess self-awareness and will, and now we need to determine their true nature.

Their Lord existed before countless ages ago, and He has been sleeping quietly in nothingness and chaos, a place that the people of the world can never reach.

But even beyond all worlds, they are confident that the power of their Lord is eternal and invincible, and that there is no peace where darkness reaches.

If you want eternal peace, you must return your body and mind to darkness.

This powerful force gave them the confidence to calmly look down upon all species.

Even if they are real relatives, they are not afraid.

The three fleshy monsters appeared powerful, perfect, and extraordinary, but in reality, their minds were chaotic, their spirits were fickle, and they had not yet developed a unique will.

However, the prophet alone made it feel somewhat strange.

Even after destroying several worlds, I have never encountered such people, and I suspect they have stolen the authority of some Outer God.

The three systems of spiritual masters, shadows, and warriors of these people of the world were all stolen in this way.

But it didn't know whose it was, and it always felt that this power was extremely ancient. Even after many years of fighting, it had never seen such a power before.

The prophet, disguised as Donglan, said calmly, "I have 'seen' you. You Shadow Creatures, in alliance with the Mind-Stealing Creatures, assassinated Shangyang and destroyed the resistance. Otherwise, humanity would never have fallen into this predicament."

True Families are Mind-Stealing Creatures, while Eternal Dark Families are Shadow Creatures—this is the term used by the Resistance, because the word "families" carries an ominous connotation, representing an insurmountable despair.

"We are the servants of the Great Lord, more noble than any other inhabitant of the world!" It first corrected one point, considering the word "monster" to be an insult, but it did not have much hope for these inhabitants of the world. If it were not for the prophet's unique power, which confirmed that communication was possible, it would have beheaded them long ago.

How could a lowly insect on the ground be worthy of discussing such a topic with it?

Then it added, "At that time, I will personally behead you, and your life should end under my blade!"

But now that the prophet has been resurrected, it cannot understand it. It shouldn't be like this, because it has shattered the prophet's soul. Who can be resurrected after being corrupted by the power of darkness?

Even real family members can't do that.

The prophet said calmly, "I saw the scene of my death. The resistance had protected me very well, but I never thought that they still couldn't guard against the omnipresent shadow creatures!"

They began to converse, one speaking human language and the other speaking eerie language, but the communication went smoothly.

The three fleshy monsters looked bewildered, unable to understand anything. Three years ago, they had not grown to this level and did not have the ability to unite with other monsters. Now, they came ashore for the first time to participate in the final battle and reap the fruits of victory.

"You actually fear a human!" the prophet said mockingly, never expecting that the two strange creatures would choose to join forces and assassinate Shang Yang ahead of time.

“He’s a threat and needs to be eliminated beforehand,” the leader of the shadow creatures replied, otherwise, there would be big problems.

In their eyes, Shang Yang was an extremely special human. His strength increased rapidly, he held a high position and great power, and he ruled all humans. While he was alive, he suppressed all his true relatives, and even after his death, he prevented his true relatives from approaching this land.

Even they, as the servants of eternal darkness and the darlings of the night, are extremely wary of that man, and usually cannot even get close to him.

"Can your Lord tolerate such behavior from you! To collude with the followers of other gods!" the prophet shouted. Any follower should return to their own source and be forever loyal to Him, but this follower of eternal darkness does not follow the rules.

But the Eternal Darkness Clan didn't care about this at all. Their loyalty was unquestionable. This expedient measure was to kill Shang Yang, otherwise how could the world be plunged into chaos?

"Once this matter is over, and I become one of the eternal angels, I will go to see my Lord and repent to him."

The situation is now much better. The leader of the resistance has been assassinated, and the people of the world have no room for resistance. Even the prophet is no match for them. Although his abilities are mysterious, he lacks real combat power and cannot stop them at all. There are only a few oddballs left, not many big cats and small cats.

Those who break my heart must die: Chapter Thirty-Seven: Shangyang [Fourth update, please vote]

The only true relatives who could compete with them were also unable to get close due to Shangyang's death.

For beings outside this world, every world is a treasure trove, from which countless precious things can be unearthed.

When the chaotic mist fills the entire world, and native life can no longer protect it, the world's essence will gradually overflow.

When the inhabitants of that world are completely wiped out, it means there is no life left to depend on, which will accelerate the overflow of the primordial energy.

At that time, as a member of the family, it will undergo its final ascension ceremony in the Ruins of the World.

With this rule complete, it will accompany its master from now on.

Become one of the eternal angels under His throne!

"You invade the world and slaughter humanity, aren't you afraid of retribution? Aren't you worried that one day this hatred will reach your Lord?" the prophet shouted again.

“My Lord does not care.” What hatred could possibly affect the supreme and eternal Lord?

"You pathetic, weak race, as people of the world, you are ignorant and short-sighted, giving rise to such superfluous emotions. The intense feelings in your hearts will surely lead to your demise. You live within the world, enjoying its beauty and safety, yet you have never opened your eyes to look beyond it! You do not know that the void is without order, and only chaos will endure forever. Wherever the power of my Lord reaches, the night will never be peaceful."

The leader of the shadowy creatures uttered a series of eerie words.

Short and powerful, brimming with information, the language possessed a magical power, striking the ears like thunder, causing excruciating headaches, contorting facial features, and making one feel as if they were about to split open.

Humans could not understand its meaning, and even the Red Blade could not decipher it. Many Red Blades turned pale and weak after hearing this strange tale.

Only a prophet can decipher the meaning of these words.

The prophet waited for the words to finish, and his expression suddenly became calm, like that of a fair and impartial judge.

Even his gaze was extremely peaceful.

"The contract is sealed. You will now face Chifeng's revenge!"

The prophet suddenly shouted, and a scepter appeared from the void and fell into his hand. The scepter was blue all over and smooth, but the top was shaped like an octopus, fixed on it and pointing in eight directions, representing fairness and justice.

There's not much more to say. The Shadow Creature, completely unaware of the situation, fulfilled the rather demanding conditions—demonstrating its arrogance and disdain for Red Edge's revenge.

The premise is true!

The sharp blade of Chifeng will surely reap its life.

In the darkness, a strange power bestowed upon it, silently choosing its fate, instantly making the leading shadowy creature realize what was happening.

"This is a curse!"

It screamed and uttered eerie words. As a familiar of this caliber, it had invaded many worlds and participated in countless battles. Its intelligence and spirituality could even be traced back to the source of the curse.

It is precisely those weak humans.

sad!

They are so weak, yet they dare to curse beings far stronger than themselves.

It could kill the strongest human among them in an instant; what could these weaklings possibly do?

Before the thought even crossed its mind, the shadowy creature had already taken action.

As the sharpest blades of darkness and the source of terror, they cannot simply wait idly for someone else's revenge.

Anyone who seeks revenge should be nipped in the bud.

Take the initiative!

Without any prior knowledge, Zifeng suddenly felt a chill on his neck, his head fell off, and then his body exploded—it was a scarecrow.

Zifeng's true form was moved to another location.

Upon seeing the shadowy creature move, the three fleshy creatures followed suit. The core of the world's origin is of great use to any of its followers and can be considered an essential item.

Their innate spirituality reminds them that this is a crucial ritual for ascension and promotion.

Looting the world's legacy.

The commotion created by the flesh-and-blood monsters was far greater than that of the shadow monsters; they stomped on the ground and caused upheavals.

Their bodies create sonic booms, but their speed is many times faster than the speed of sound. The resulting ring-shaped air waves blow everything away, aiming to crush all the Crimson Blades with one stomp, punch the Shadow Creatures, and forcefully seize all the core essence.

And at this very moment!

"Shangyang!"

The prophet roared!

In a fleeting instant, so brief as to be countless, he uttered the syllable.

Then, this desolate land, filled with chaotic mist, began to overflow with visible light, wisps of light rising from the ground. These rays of light were like tiny insects swimming in water, starting with one, then a hundred, then hundreds of thousands, tens of millions, billions...

There are too many to count; they are all wandering spiritual forces that have manifested themselves as the world collapses.

They flew in a winding path towards the eastern sky, converging in the same direction.

It was as if someone in the dark had uttered these words.

"The entire Red Army shall move three hundred li eastward!"

boom!!

The flesh-and-blood monster unleashed its destructive power, shattering the entire Crimson Edge Fortress into pieces with a single stomp, splitting the earth apart.

But they were not triumphant, for they had only crushed an empty city.

They immediately looked eastward, where the chaotic fog obscured everything. Ordinary people would be unable to see anything in such an environment, and even if they held their hands in front of their eyes, they could not catch anything.

But this environment cannot block their vision.

They are the powerful beings who stand above all fleshy monsters, at the top of the pyramid.

The three fleshy monsters floated in the air, took a step, and in one step they were above Chifeng, three hundred miles away, and their palms came down.

"All Red Vanguard troops, move three hundred li eastward!" That command rang out once more.

The attack failed.

A solid handprint is firmly imprinted on the earth, more than 100 meters below the surface. Each finger is a thousand meters long and three or four hundred meters wide, which is extremely terrifying and can be used to sail on water.

The fleshy monster remained expressionless and continued eastward for another three hundred miles, finding the hundreds of Red Edge members once more.

Before it could attack, the voice came again:

"All Red Vanguard troops, move three hundred li eastward!"

But three hundred miles further east, a fleshy monster had been waiting for a long time. As soon as it uttered those words, it stomped down without hesitation, flattening a mountain into the ground.

Then they discovered that Chifeng had not come here, but had appeared 500 miles south of the original location.

They launched another attack, causing the earth to tremble, but they repeatedly missed.

The leading shadowy creature looked down at the earth without making a move. It saw the insect-like lights floating in the air gathering in one place, forming a faint humanoid outline in the eastern sky.

"Shangyang!" it uttered a strange word, but it produced syllables that a human could make.

It immediately recognized that this was the resistance leader's force.

He died, but he did not completely perish.