Lord of Enigma - Chapter 1093

[Chapter 1063 The party of the second corrupt chief and Raphael]

In the vast universe full of rotting creations, countless rotting beings dance and sing.

The song is so harsh and unpleasant that the listener’s soul will melt, and the universe, which has been in an “inert” state with God the Father, gradually becomes active.

The rotten heads that are connected like stars, there are humans, there are exotic races, there are various beasts, extraordinary beings, and gods.

They open their rotting and stinking mouths, revealing black and yellow rotten teeth, and jet-black throats, spewing the same lyrics:

“Hella Hela, you are the maiden born in death, the mysterious girl under the black veil… We dedicate you to the great Father God, you will ascend… Hela Hela, the rotten bride, the bride of the Father God …”

The lyrics are simple and crude.

It made the rotten beings excited, and the dead girl bound to the bed was furious.

If He could speak, it would be time to scold these rotten and stinking vile beings.

But He can’t, everything about Him is bound, including the soul.

He has the personality of an “ordinary god”, and he is considered a strong person in the group of all spirits. With the deterrent power of the death camp, he has almost never had a bad encounter.

Until recently, he encountered the gods of decay.

There are not many gods in the boundless mystery that are not afraid of the “death camp”, and the rotten gods happen to be one of them.

In order to free their master from inertia, these absurd and fearless rotten gods can do anything.

Kidnapping a dead girl is easy.

They have not considered at all, what will be the consequences of kidnapping a “death” and offering sacrifices to the rotten father as a bride?

The rotten giant bed wriggled toward the depths of the rotten universe, and a fleshy membrane that was so huge that the boundary could not be seen appeared in front of it.

Its composition is extremely complex, with rotting flesh and blood as the main body, as well as viscous liquids full of divine power, various gases that are enough to make powerful gods fall into hallucinations, countless broken bones, blood vessels and other things, and endless of unknown matter, and the countless races attached to it.

This slowly stirring flesh membrane is a complete and indescribable world.

Those “races” with strange shapes that make people unable to look directly are born from decay, feed on decay, and then return to decay.

Tang Qi stared at the flesh membrane and quickly realized what it was.

Since the end of the Genesis Era, the rotten father has stopped moving, and his body is rotting in the depths of this vast universe.

The breath He exhaled, His will, the debris stripped from His body, His eating, His excretion… Finally formed a complete flesh membrane that enveloped Himself.

Including the gods of decay, anyone who comes close must be judged, and if they fail to pass, they will be forced to fuse with the flesh membrane.

“So, how are they going to send the bride in?”

This doubt has just been born, but some of the gods who are attached to the divine chain have handed over the chains in their hands to the substitutes.

Then, more than a dozen gods with various rotten forms flew to the flesh membrane at the same time.

It is a giant enough to directly wrap some vast and huge “single universe”, and it is non-porous.

Boom!

It began, a shocking and disgusting picture that made Tang Qi feel sick.

Those rotten gods actually began to “drill holes”, they were desperate to release themselves, and they were extremely focused and tenacious to tear apart the terrifying flesh membrane.

Those actions were strictly considered to be blaspheming their masters.

But they chose to sacrifice themselves, which became another sacrifice.

More than a dozen rotten gods, one by one, began to fall one after another.

Their bodies were completely decomposed and melted into the flesh membrane.

Gradually, they came to fruition.

I don’t know how terrifying it is, it is unimaginable, and the giant membrane that cannot be directly looked at and thought about exists, and a gap gradually appears.

“boom”

A burst of gas suddenly erupted from the membrane.

Suddenly bathed in the rotting creatures, they seem to usher in a true celebration.

There is an incomparably rich taste in that phantom gas.

All rotten life has sublimated at this moment, they cheered and rotted, forming an extremely large and colorful “rainbow nebula”. Carnival together.

“Rot rot, we rot.”

“Everything rots until eternity.”

“Father of the gods, great my lord.”

…

Just as the lame and shrill song of decay rang out, they too began to push the giant bed and enter along the crevice.

That is, at this moment, all the “future scenes” that Tang Qi peeped began to collapse into reality at this moment.

“coming”

Tang Qi had an idea in his heart, and the song of decay that had resounded throughout the universe immediately came to an abrupt end.

At that flesh membrane, time and space solidified.

Those abnormally active rotten life, those phantom gas, all began to lose their color and turned gray.

Piece after piece of “dark spots” poured out silently, and they seemed to be in violent conflict with the decaying universe itself.

Constantly changing, an unimaginable divine storm poured out silently.

Within those black spots, the figures of the gods of death gradually emerged.

They are not stingy with divine power, and together they coalesce into a tide of death that can destroy everything, tearing apart the rotten barriers that are strong and full of pollution.

Some of them were scarred, as if they had just escaped from other wars.

Among the countless figures of the god of death, Tang Qi saw some familiar figures, Thorpe the Shar Pei, Urka, who had been ascended to the goddess, and Noah’s girlfriend who loved cotton candy.

As seen in the future, they came with anger and war.

They come from the infinite and mysterious dimensions of the universe, they belong to the same camp, and they may not have met before.

Some of them are weak gods, there are ordinary gods of death, and there are powerful gods of death.

Some of them first ascended to the gods, and some survived for a long time.

Some of them are salted fish death gods, strange flower death gods, and some are responsible death gods, cold death gods who are feared by all living beings.

At this moment, they collectively let out an icy roar:

“Death, don’t be bullied.”

“Boom”

The death camp is coming collectively at this moment.

The vortex storm, born from the conflict of the gods, swept the entire rotten universe in the blink of an eye.

The terrifying, ubiquitous fluctuations of death and decay even interfered with Tang Qi’s dream tentacles in the illusory world.

It was at this moment that Tang Qi once again had insight into the “future”, a future full of fate.

It was a shocking picture that was both familiar and unfamiliar, and it was another picture of a master-level spirit getting out of trouble.

Rotten Father God!

He will soon be out of trouble, out of that state of inertia.

But the reason, not the bride.

“The so-called ‘death bride’ is just an excuse, a fuse.”

“It’s the gods of death who really get the Rotten Father out of inertia.”

“The death camp, collectively invading the rotten universe, this is the real way to get the Father out of trouble.”

“And the reason why the Rotten Father God has been inert for a long time is not the war of the Genesis Era itself, but the contract signed by the Rotten Father God and the ancient gods of death after the war.”

Along with these shocking thoughts, Tang Qi saw the key content of the remnants of an ancient contract.

“The ancient gods of death gave part of their authority in exchange for the promise of the rotten father.”

“Father God promises: He will not expand any more, He will not take the initiative to let all living beings rot, He will enter a state of laziness.”

“This contract bound God the Father, but it also caused many ancient gods of death to shatter and die with the years.”

“No contract is eternal, it always lapses.”

“The final clause shows that if there is a phenomenon such as ‘the death camp collectively invades the rotten universe’, then the contract will be declared invalid.”

“The authority given by the ancient gods of death will not return to the camp of gods of death, and the rotten father will also wake up from an inert state.”

“Boom”

At this moment, Tang Qi seemed to have set off a tsunami storm deep in his heart.

At the moment of insight into these mysteries, Tang Qi once again felt the power of “destiny”, which made people feel powerless immediately.

Fate may not belong to that bitch just yet, but there is no doubt that he can take advantage of it by stirring the tide.

In Tang Qi’s eyes, there were many people who were fooled.

Those stupid and absurd rot gods, and the death camp.

The reason why the latter was fooled was because of the contract.

The time it spanned was too long, starting from the Genesis era, followed by a whole period of ignorance, and then the era of darkness, until now.

The ancient gods of death who signed the contract will die one by one.

They may also have left behind “inheritance”, warning the younger generation not to descend to the rotten universe collectively.

But that was also an extremely long time for the master, enough to wipe away the traces of these inheritance warnings.

Coupled with the grinding of fate, it will eventually lead to the invalidation of the contract.

Knowing this, Tang Qi wanted to do something subconsciously, and he knew that he could not prevent the contract from invalidating.

In any case, the fate bitch must also let the “Rotten Father God” get out of trouble. This is the last link of his conspiracy, and he must let the mark of fate enter the body of the Rotten Father God.

Tang Qi could even feel that he was definitely not the only one staring at the battlefield at the moment.

That bitch, the “doe deer” that Tang Qi hated so much, he was in the depths of the river of fate, shrouded in mist, watching the battlefield and Tang Qi.

There was a warning from somewhere that if Tang Qi had any changes, he would face real terror.

At the height of Dreamland, holding Tang Qi of Deborah Town in his arms, he showed a mocking and provocative smile to nothingness.

In front of his eyes, there seemed to be a giant chessboard.

The vast and great mysteries of immensity are being encompassed and covered by the chessboard.

“Is it the last link?”

With an idea in his heart, Tang Qi didn’t go to see all the members of the bloody and cold Death camp. He once again peeped at the dead girl Hela with “knowing everything”.

The girl’s future is not a complete death, and He has not become the bride of the Father. That is a bad joke.

A “rotten” God of the Father would obviously not marry a bride like a master like Salo, and he doesn’t even have this function.

However, Hela’s ending is still absurd.

Tang Qi silently retracted his gaze and said to nothingness:

“I will not interfere in this war!”

“But you should also know that death is closer to eternity than fate.”

“laugh”

Tang Qi’s words received a sneering response full of provocation.

Tang Qi did not respond any more, and he continued to release dreamy phosphorescence, illuminating the infinite mystery that became more and more chaotic.

Did he really give up?

At least, on the surface.

But Tang Qi at the moment is not a complete Tang Qi.

In every area of the boundless mystery, a “tentacle monster” appeared, and they scattered to visit different kingdoms of the universe.

One of them is being guided by a thorn full of flowers of truth, entering a beautiful country full of glorious thorns.

Soon, Tang Qi saw a perfect country that seemed to exist only in fantasy.

This world has boundless mysteries of various cosmic dimensions, traces and shadows of various civilized races, it is not dreamy, it is even extremely rational.

But it is indeed perfect, shrouded in thorns, truth and light.

There is no evil, filth or chaos, it seems like a perfect world of countless truths.

Kingdom of Thorns!

Here, is Raphael’s country.

Tang Qi once said that he would go to his friend’s kingdom of God as a guest.

Now, he has fulfilled his promise.

Boundless Mystery Most of the gods know that Raphael is at war with his brother, the “Master of Light”.

Both sides are fighting for the truth.

However, in this perfect country in front of him, Tang Qi could not see the slightest trace of being in war.

The kingdom of thorns full of war and death that I once peeped at in Mihuang City was completely renewed. Raphael’s friends and partners were all resurrected, and together with him, he established a world of truth that is different from the kingdom of light.

When Tang Qi shook his dream tentacles and entered the depths of the kingdom of God under the guidance of thorns, he saw a garden.

Like the “Paradise of Paradise” in myths and legends, there are all the animals and plants in the world.

Before Tang Qi stepped into the garden, suddenly, beside him, a thorn fell, and in the ripples, Raphael, who was very familiar and had not been seen for a long time, appeared.

“Long time no see, my friend.”

Raphael maintained his human form, glanced at Tang Qi’s state at the moment, and a smile flashed in his eyes behind his glasses.

He stretched out his finger, poked one of Tang Qi’s tentacles, and said with a smile:

“Good friend, from the aesthetic point of view of most souls, your current form will be extremely attractive to female gods. Do you need me to introduce you to a spouse?”

“You actually learned to joke, congratulations, my good friend.”

Tang Qi rolled over his dreamy eyes and said, and then resumed his human form.

The reason why I congratulate Raphael is because Tang Qi sees that Raphael’s divine power is skyrocketing.

The current He is not only a master god, but also a human being, a member of all living beings.

He will no longer look down on endless creatures with an aloof posture like his elder brother.

He recognized himself as a part of them.

This is the path of Raphael, who is now the real, constantly transforming and sublimating “Lord of the Thorns of Truth”.

“Now I’m sure you won’t need our help and you will win the war on truth.”

“Of course, that’s the truth.”

During the conversation, the two looked at each other and smiled.

Immediately, he looked into the depths of the garden at the same time, but saw many creatures such as flower fairies and elves arranging gathering places.

More ripples surged. In addition to the many partners and subordinates that Raphael wanted to introduce to Tang Qi, his good friend, many “old people” that Tang Qi was familiar with also began to come.

The old people include Gatis, the goddess of justice, Martin Sims, the holy penitent who has become the “Saint Star”, and the reincarnated holy prophet Pyrus.

And the ones who can awaken Tang Qi’s memories when he was in Mihuang City are naturally the friends of the Castle Bureau.

Starting with Jensen, as well as old Coulson, Jennifer and others, Tang Qi, who has become the master, instantly reminded the events that he experienced in the past when he was the headmaster of the witch.

Raphael’s gathering was very different from other dominion-level gods. There was no shocking picture, it was not in a gorgeous temple, and there were no stars shining to accompany it.

The garden, the figures that keep coming, the laughter, are like what happens when many ordinary creatures call their friends.

Tang Qi was pleasantly surprised.

Compared with the cold and powerful scenes of divinity, Tang Qi prefers the picture in front of him, which is more realistic and more peaceful.

The two walked into the garden with a smile, and as soon as they got close, they heard Jensen arguing with someone.

The voice of the other party also made Tang Qi feel very familiar.

“You half-man, half-sheep idiot, if it wasn’t for the sinister old man Martin Sims, how could you be an opponent of a Pope of Light?”

“The one who really played a huge role was me, the great second corrupt leader, His Royal Highness Simon Baker, who will always practice the devil’s way.”

“Teacher Simon, in fact, the way of thorns is also very worth a try. If you practice it once, maybe you will like it.”

“Little Ludwig, shut up for me.”

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ps: Zhang said that there seems to be something wrong. Please ask everyone for your monthly pass. It’s getting harder and harder to write, and it’s a headache.