Sickly lady in wheelchair, but God

When the rough and thick feet stepped on the ground, all that was left was the charred ground and billowing green smoke.

The governor of the Lennia region immediately summoned a large number of blood warriors and magicians to try to drive away the giant beast.

At this moment, something desperate happened.

No matter how these bloodline warriors and magicians pushed their limits, their attacks could never shake the giant beast in the slightest.

Yes, they didn't even leave a shallow mark on the beast's body!

The only good news was that even after being bombarded so heavily, the giant beast did not become angry. It still rushed forward on its own, as if something in front of it was attracting its attention.

Humans, animals, houses, fortresses, official residences... everything that stands in its way will be destroyed in an instant.

A few minutes later, the behemoth passed through the entire Lenya region, leaving a straight charred gully on the ground.

The consul, who had luckily escaped with his life, had no time to be afraid. He sent people to the city of Vestapa to report the news while counting the losses in the Lenia region.

The result was shocking. Nearly a thousand people died in the Lenya area within a few minutes.

You have to know that the giant beast did not intend to destroy, it was just on its way, but it caused such terrible destruction. If it really went crazy and destroyed everywhere, I am afraid that no one would be left alive in the entire Lenya area.

Once the news spread, everyone was shocked, and many people even suspected that the governor of the Lennia region was lying.

"He may have done something that angered the gods and people, which led to a rebellion. He killed the rebels, but was afraid of the king's punishment, so he made up this story."

"Indeed, you should know that even the most terrifying dragon known to mankind cannot withstand the attacks of so many bloodline warriors and magicians."

When Alsophila finished reading the words on the wooden board, Xiludi also expressed his opinion.

"This information is a bit... too exaggerated, Master. I will send someone to find out the truth."

Alsophila spinulosa waved his hand.

No.

the truth?

This is the truth. No one knows the giant beast written on the wooden board better than her!

After seeing the words "giant beast", "charred", "flame", etc., memories that had been dormant in Alsophila's mind for a long time emerged.

That was when she was just a little girl, that was when Shiro was still alive, that was when humans still lived in a small settlement.

That day, disaster struck suddenly.

The fire-breathing beast and the woman in dark red scale armor were fighting each other.

The aftermath of their battle destroyed the mountains, dried up the rivers, and completely changed the course of human civilization. In the end, the woman broke one of the horns on the beast's head. Seeing that the situation was not good, the beast began to flee.

The battle ended here, and the horn that fell from the beast was the magic sword she had been using.

[It must be it, it's back! ]

Alsophila clenched the sword of Maphis in his hand. The sword looked small, but it contained a terrifying power that could bring death.

After nearly two hundred years, the giant beast suddenly came back. Was it to retrieve his lost horn?

Alsophila spinulosa is not clear.

But she knew that she absolutely could not stay in Treia any longer, because if the giant beast really came for its horns, then as long as she stayed in Treia, the prosperous Treia would surely become a ruin.

This is not what she wants to see.

She wanted to lead the beast to a sparsely populated area, and then...

Perhaps, it is time to return the magic sword to the beast, as it is not something she can control.

Ugh.

Alsophila sighed.

She thought that Murphys came for her, but now she felt guilty. She felt that she was responsible for the deaths of civilians in the Rainier area.

[Shiludi, I'm going to be away for a while. ]

"Ah, Master, you don't want to travel again, do you?"

[Of course not, I just want to confirm one thing, I will be back soon, don't worry. ]

"do you need my help?"

【Need not. 】

Alsophila tree refused decisively.

She was going to face that terrifying beast, so how could she bring anyone else with her?

Xiludi was helpless, but not too worried. After all, the master was so powerful. If she sent someone to follow the master, they might not only fail to help the master, but also hinder him.

After saying goodbye to Xiludi, Alsophila left Treia as quickly as possible. She headed southwest and came to an uninhabited area.

The strange thing was that she waited here for several days, but the giant beast never showed up.

After hesitating for a long time, the surprised Alsophila finally decided to go out and find out more information.

She wouldn't have known this until she asked. Once she asked, she found out that the giant beast didn't move towards her at all. Instead, it made a big circle in the south of the Kingdom of Vistapa, as if it was looking for something.

Four days ago, the beast finally stopped circling and headed northeast of the Kingdom of Vistapa.

And just two days ago, news came that the behemoth finally stopped near Kundelburg.

Kundelberg?

Isn't that the place where humans, orc coalition forces and undead warlocks are fighting?

Could this be the behemoth's true purpose?

Death, behemoth, demon sword...

and many more!

A bold idea suddenly popped up in Alsophila's mind. She suspected that the giant beast was a demon from the undead world who was in collusion with the necromancer.

Oh no! If this is true, how can humans resist the attack of this giant beast?

Alsophila spinulosa could no longer sit still.

She immediately carried her sword and headed straight for Kundelburg. When passing through Treya, she went in to say hello to Shiludi, and then she did not delay for even a minute.

……

The time goes back to April 401, 4 AD. Near Kundelburg, in the secret base of the Necromancers, a group of ragged and tired-looking Necromancers gathered together.

They sat on the ground in a circle, closed their eyes, released their souls, and sank into the gray fog of the dead world.

In that world where only the dead can survive normally, they were protected by the Sun King Atlas and were able to communicate with Atlas.

In the past few days, these undead warlocks had been living a very miserable life under the carpet-style manhunt by the coalition forces of humans and orcs, and many of their companions had even died tragically. But in this special meeting, everyone's face was filled with a smile of life that was very different from death.

You have to survive by risking your life.

Those fools in the coalition army thought that they had already won, but they didn't know that they were now stepping into the trap carefully woven by the "Dead King". They would burn everything they had in the trap, and use it all to open a path for the "Dead King" to lead from the world of the dead to the reality.

After that, the "King of Death" will swallow up the entire world, merging the world of the dead and reality into one.

As the person who led the "Dead King" into reality, it is natural for him to become the "Dead King"'s assistant in ruling this new world!

This is the future that the undead warlocks who have joined the "Dead King" are looking forward to.

They have long been dissatisfied with becoming the ruler of the undead like Isis and having a lifespan far longer than that of ordinary people. They want to live long and have unlimited power.

Driven by this desire, when the "Dead King" asked them to use their own lives as bait to lure the coalition forces into the trap, they agreed without hesitation.

Only those who work hard can win!

Who says villains don’t have good qualities?

A villain without lofty ideals is not a good villain!

This is true for these necromancers, and it is also true for the hatred of Atlas, who calls himself the "King of the Dead."

Watching the coalition forces getting closer and closer to the trap, Atlas could hardly suppress his inner joy.

Do you know how he spent the past seventy years?

For the past seventy years, Farodius had been sticking to him like a dog-skin plaster. No matter what he wanted to do, he would see Farodius standing in front of him.

He tried many methods and thought about killing Farodius completely, but Farodius was a wall that could never be destroyed. Unless he could return to reality, get rid of Farodius' body and liberate the Pillar of the Sun, he could only continue to fight with Farodius to see who would collapse first.

He waited and waited, and finally found the opportunity not long ago.

He also has to thank the group of necromancers. If not for them, how could he get so many sacrifices to continuously strengthen himself?

Now, as long as he devoured these coalition members with extremely strong souls, he would be able to break free from Farodius's shackles and return to reality with the help of these undead warlocks.

The era of the Death King is coming!

Hahaha.

Come on, bastards of the coalition, come on!

Excitement and hatred flickered in Atlas' broken soul. When he truly became the King of the Dead, he would destroy Vitis and claim to be a god!

Time passes slowly.

Under the watchful eyes of Atlas and a group of necromancers, the coalition forces finally reached a place only a few hundred meters away from the secret base.

The gears of fate turn here, and the door connecting the two worlds slowly opens. Aurora, the gate witch, can hardly hide her expectations.

In God's original design, the world of the dead and the world of the living were separate and did not interfere with each other, but now these two worlds were about to merge into one, which was completely against God's will.

Even if Atlas cannot destroy the world, the gods themselves will surely restart this chaotic world.

It's really great.

She has been looking forward to this moment for a long time. The new world must be a world full of love, right?

Come on, come on, humans and orcs who are burdened with countless sins, fall into the trap quickly.

One step, two steps...

One second, two seconds...

The expectations were not dashed. After a while, the coalition forces broke into the place where the undead warlocks were hiding.

Under the inducement of the necromancers, the coalition forces chased all the way into the trap set by Atlas. In this world full of the power of death, they could not use much of their abilities.

Fortunately, they made a lot of preparations before surrounding the necromancer and carried a bunch of props with them, otherwise they would have been killed on the spot as soon as they entered the trap.

But even if they have props, according to the current situation, they can only live a little longer at most. When the props are used up and their physical condition becomes worse, it will be time for Atlas to reap them.

"Oh no, we must find a way to contact the people outside."

"Contact, how to contact?"

"Die, I will die, you will die, everyone will die, hahahaha."

"No, I will never die here. My daughter is waiting for me outside!"

With death around them, some people give up on the spot, some struggle desperately, and all kinds of situations of the living can be seen in this small space.

Seeing this, Atlas immediately decided to add a little more pressure to these people so that they would collapse as soon as possible and become his meal.

He appeared outside the trap in the body of an undead warlock, and explained his entire plan in a very joking way, and how stupid the people in the trap were, as they didn't even notice anything wrong.

Atlas knows how to spread despair, but his control over despair is obviously not as good as Ingrid, who has advanced to the sixth level of witch.

Ingrid can make even the most optimistic person wither in despair, and although Atlas's methods can destroy some people with weak wills, when dealing with those with wills as strong as steel, they will make these people even more fearless.

"Okay, okay, you can struggle as much as you want. Time will prove that no matter how hard you struggle, you will only become my food in the end!"

After Atlas made these harsh words, he stood quietly aside and watched the collapse and death of the coalition members.

He waited for seven full days before the last coalition member died of hunger, thirst and decay.

The magic circle collapsed without its support, and all the souls protected in the magic circle were swallowed up by Atlas who was guarding nearby. The power of Atlas, who had already received countless sacrifices, underwent a qualitative change at this moment.

Go beyond your limits and set yourself free!

boom!

All beings in the world of the dead, including Isis who had long since escaped from the constraints of the world of the dead, noticed the changes.

"come yet?"

Isis could no longer sit still, and she hurried to Kundelburg.

When she arrived here, the sky of Kundelburg had already turned into a terrifying black vortex. Under the vortex, civilians evacuated one after another, and the faces of the coalition members who had not fallen into the trap were all confused.