I Am the Fated Villain - Chapter 1342

[Xuanhuan: Me! Destiny’s villain 1342 Black Disaster Festival is about to rise, replacing the will of the Lord of God (please subscribe)]

The grand and ancient palace is solemn and solemn, with a vast expanse in the depths, like a boundless universe.

The High Priest was wrapped in the black mist, without face or body, he was walking from outside the hall step by step, and then from the steps floating in the void, towards the deepest part of the hall.

On both sides of the steps stand upright pillars made of various Hunyuan mother golds one after another, carrying the entire hall, and the entire hall looks empty and quiet.

Only the slight footsteps of the High Priest reverberated on the steps.

At the highest point of the palace, the blood-colored altar that was revealed and manifested just now is quietly floating in the void.

At this moment, it is extremely quiet, simple and vast, and all the blood of the snow has subsided.

And the coffin of the burial, which is full of blood light, is quietly lying there, and the dark matter with the extreme concentration is still flowing down from the opening in the corner of the gap, like a burst of Tianhe, arrogant. The priest washed over, letting the black mist around him be blown away.

Her body was wrapped in a black robe from head to toe, very tall, but even her face was wearing a hood, so she couldn’t see her true face at all, and it seemed that there was a thick black mist under the hood.

“Are you calling me?” “I heard your voice again…” The

High Priest walked along the steps, step by step, to the end, and came to the bloody altar.

Terrifying enough to crush all the worlds, the pressure that made nothing collapse, pour down on her heartily, but it is difficult to shake her half pace.

The Coffin of Burial is the treasure of the first generation of civilization that sealed the body of the Lord of Heaven, even if it is just a breath of air, it is enough to shatter any approaching creature and turn it into powder in an instant.

However, when it fell in front of her, an invisible force seemed to emerge, dispelling all coercion and resistance and turning it into invisible.

“Are you coming back?”

“Wuyue has been waiting for you.”

Under the terrifying pressure of the burial coffin, the high priest approached the past step by step, and then sat quietly outside the burial coffin. A corner of the burial coffin.

Then, within the long black robe, a slender, crystal-clear, snow-like hand stretched out. This slender hand was very delicate and snow-white, and even clear pale blue blood vessels could be seen.

She hugged that corner, leaned her head over, and put her ear close to that side, as if she could hear the beating of the heart from the coffin.

The surging and majestic dark matter flows and washes over her like a tide.

And the High Priest kept that movement motionless, and listened to the voices reverently.

In the empty and vast palace, there was only the sound of dark matter flowing past, but she kept doing this all the time, as if she really heard the familiar voice, and the familiar words rang in her ears.

After a long time, the movement of the Burial Coffin finally subsided, and the dark matter that flowed and washed down gradually became thinner, from the vast ocean to a trickle, and finally became a layer of black mist floating in the air.

“I understand.”

“I will always wait, waiting for the day when I will meet you again.”

“That day will not be far away…”

The chief priest of Wuyue, who was quietly leaning on the corner of the funeral coffin, finally got up. , her body was once again wrapped in an extremely thick black mist.

With the movement of getting up, the fog cleared up, and she left this place in an instant. When she reappeared, she was already outside the Daitian Temple.

Many priests and sacrifices who came to gather in front of the mountain range, surrounded by darkness, crowded with people, all figures kneeling there quietly, quiet and solemn.

The High Priest Moonless looked at all the creatures in the Nightmare Demon Realm, and a calm voice came out, “I have heard the voice of the Lord.”

“The Lord is about to return, and darkness will cover this land again, replacing the famous general of the sky. It resounds through the sky again.”

“The festival starts today.” After a period of dead silence, in the entire Nightmare Demon Realm, a mountain of tsunami-like enthusiasm and cheers sounded, and the faces of all the creatures who reacted were filled with incomparable excitement and excitement.

After waiting dormant for a long time, they finally waited for this day.

Darkness is the eternal and unchanging hue of all worlds. Eternal night will come, the main sacrifice will begin, and the glorious sun will fall today.

The name of Daitian will reappear in the vastness like the ancient times, and they are the real masters of this vast world!

“What?”

And when the priests and chief priests here heard the words of the great chief priest Wuyue, they were different from the rest of the creatures, and their faces showed shock and inconceivable.

Many priests even wondered if they had heard it wrong.

Is it not a joke to start a big festival at this time?

The heavens have been dormant for countless years, and the road to great revival planned for this still has a long way to go. There is no adequate preparation for anything, and it is really absurd and unbelievable to start the big festival like this.

Today, the coffin of the burial suddenly changed, although it was a little strange.

But compared to Wuyue Grand Priest’s sudden order, to start the grand festival, it can be completely ignored, which makes all of them feel incredible.

Is this crazy?

“We are not fully prepared for the Moonless Grand Priest. We haven’t even found the six treasures of the first-generation civilization. How to start the festival, and how to welcome the Lord’s return in the future?” “If we can’t break the source of the black disaster that sealed the Lord’s will Land, even if the big festival is opened, what can I do?”

“Before the big festival, even if the treasure of the first generation civilization cannot be found, it must be destroyed, and it cannot continue to exist in the world. That is the only threat to the Lord. “Moreover, although today’s celestial beings have a lot of background, if they are exposed to the world early, they may usher in unbelievable variables.

” The road to revival that has been sought for all ages has been cut in half.”

Several priests with amazing seniority were usually intimidated by the pressure of the high priest and did not dare to contradict, but at this moment, they couldn’t help but stand up, thinking that it was inappropriate to start the festival like this, and there were infinite risks.

One of them, wearing a white robe and wearing a pure white mask, directly refuted, “Great Priest Wuyue, we all know that you are eager to welcome the Lord, but you can’t take my heavenly plans for countless years. Such a reckless ruin.” “It’s really inappropriate to start a big festival at this time, and it will bring endless trouble.”

“At least we have to break the seal of the source of the black disaster first, or find the six civilizations that once existed. Treasure…”

The identity of the chief priest of Wuyue is very special, and it has an indescribable meaning among the heavenly masses.

“The once black disaster will once again ravage the world…” The

old man said with a trembling voice, struggling to stand up with the help of others, and the moment he finished speaking, the compass in his hand instantly shattered and exploded into powder.

And he fell straight to the ground, not knowing whether to live or die.

When everyone around heard this, they were equally stunned, trembling, and unbelievable. The Xingming National Teacher in front of him came from that place. He had assisted the current Emperor Weiyang, and even he said these words. Incredible.

“Is the will that swept the entire vastness really related to the Lord of the Source of Black Calamity?” A god said in a trembling voice, as if thinking of something, with a strong look of fear in his eyes, and the divine rings behind him were all over the place. Follow with trembling.

“Help the National Teacher Xingming to rest.” “I have already felt that in a distant land, there is a strong dark breath recovering, and the remnants of the black disaster will definitely revel in the will that swept this time, and even re-emerge again. Return to the world.”

“They have been dormant and planning for countless years, and they can’t bear it anymore…”

A burly and tall man wearing an iron armor, nodded and looked at the vast sea of stars in the distance. With coldness in his eyes, he said in a deep voice

[End of This Chapter]