The strange and charming songs slowly drifted between the world, revealing mysterious truths, as if they were the truth, which attracted people's intoxication.

Almost everyone was immersed in the songs, and even though they had no idea, they understood what they were talking about in a daze.

The song praises several existences, and the last one...

Uncontrollable, people thought of that name, and some even pronounced it.

"Azathus, the father of the gods..."

The next second, their minds became blank, a large amount of inexplicable knowledge emerged, and all the mysteries of the universe were revealed in their minds.

In fear and desire, they fell into the final obsession and madness.

Crazy screams and roars.

"My Lord!"

"Azathus, the Chaos Source Nucleus!"

"host……"

Before the words of the flesh tentacle monster Hatak and others were polluted, the sentient beings in the ancient immortal world fell into absolute madness because they said what they shouldn’t have been chanted!

Even the cultivators of the strange immortals have been devastated, and only a small number of the strange immortals have maintained a hint of awakening in their indulgence with their strong will, and will not recite the name with great horror.

At this moment, the roar kept exploding in the sky!

In the eyes of ordinary people, the twelve blurred figures that were not clear and specific, attacked the corrupt evil god!

Tentacles, sharp mouths...

The strange sounds and strange whispers kept surrounding the world with the attack.

"You should die, die!" The whistle and roar echoed.

The corrupt evil god was pressed on the ground by twelve guys and could not get up at once.

He looked frustrated. These guys didn't use the rules and pressed on their weird bodies to hit Him!

Unreasonable!

boom!

His faceless appearance was whipped by a tentacle full of sharp teeth. As his figure became more and more illusory, disgusting green mucus stained his face...

"Ah!" He wanted to struggle wildly, even using the rules of corruption.

As a result, except for two of the weak divine powers who were greatly affected and temporarily stopped, the other guys relied on the powerful rules and even though they felt a little uncomfortable, they continued to beat them as if nothing had happened!

Boom boom!

The earth cracks, magma gushing, dust covers the sky, and the polluted earth, sky, ocean, etc., it looks like a scene of the end of the world, just like a song that is still silently echoing...

"When darkness envelopes the new and beautiful world, who will receive the special praise from the gods?"

"When the dead silence spreads throughout the world, who can obtain the hope of eternal life..."

The strange song slowly drifted.

The mechanical elves looked horrified. Without the invasion of authority, they could still observe the battlefield with protective measures against pollution.

At this moment, they stared blankly at the scene where the corrupt evil god who had been overbearing the ground by a group of evil gods.

"Where is that dark world? Why are there so many evil gods?!"

Yagge murmured to himself.

Not only was he seeing the battle now, there were blurry figures watching opposite the dark passage, obviously not ready to come.

If you add those who have not come, how many evil gods will be there?

As his mind was shaken, he suddenly saw that the illusory spirit of the corrupt evil god had become very blurred and transparent, and even lacked some parts. I don’t know if it was eaten by some evil god.

From a formal perspective, the corrupt evil god can't hold on for long, and maybe he will be beaten to death in the next moment!

Just when they thought the situation would go like this, a change occurred again...

The ancestor Nanyan lowered his head in horror and did not dare to look at the battlefield at all, because he found that the more he watched those vague existences, the more he saw, the more he would be in the pollution!

At this moment, the mechanical spirit sounded in his body, "What did I do?"

Summoning an evil god caused most of the thousands of mechanical spirits to die. The clone I originally thought was not...

It turned out to be a more terrifying evil...

Suddenly, the mechanical spirit was filled with regret in his heart, because it sensed that the evil god connected to the sense of connection was not one of the people present, or even the guy who had not appeared in the dark passage...

It asked the ancestor Nanyan who was shrunk his head, "Which evil god is you contacting ascendant?"

In its opinion, the ancestor Nanyan, as the main contact person, should be able to sense more things.

Suddenly, it saw the ancestor Nanyan's eyes wide open and his face filled with fear, as if it had thought of something.

As it really thought, the ancestor Nanyan thought of the feeling he vaguely felt when he wanted to ascend.

That vast, chaotic, supreme, full of ethereal will...

"What's wrong?" The Mechanical Spirit asked hurriedly.

After its repeated questioning, the ancestor Nanyan said in horror, "That...that feeling..."

His throat twitched for a moment, and he expressed his feelings in panic, and then the mechanical spirit fell into a dullness.

Suddenly, it flashed with inspiration, and listening to the songs surrounding its ears, a terrifying thought appeared.

"There are even more terrifying existences?"

Its heart trembled, unable to believe this, and thought in a panic, "No, no! I must have been thinking about it!"

But before it could comfort itself, the changes in the ancient immortal world appeared...

Something they didn't care about...

As the song echoes, the polluted beings around the world shout and pray frantically, calling on the Lord in their hearts.

A name is constantly being called out.

"Father of the Gods..."

"The God of Blindness and Ignorance..."

"Chaos itself..."

"Azathus, the core of the original chaos..."

All living beings crawled to pray, and strange situations appeared. The originally noisy prayer sounds gradually became neat and very strange!

The prayer gradually became louder and louder!

"Hehe...haha..."

At some point, strange whispers also joined the prayer...

The prayer echoed and spread quickly throughout the world. The external gods who were preparing to kill the corrupt evil gods were all paused.

Not long after, the prayer that echoed the world turned into praise.

"No consciousness, no desire, chaos and disorder."

"He is blind, He is foolish."

“He cannot recognize his own existence.”

"Everything means nothing to Him."

"The universe is a dream."

"Reason will inevitably drag down."

"The great Azathus, the blind Azathus."

"Praise his surging figure with blindness and ignorance."

"Sacrificing the nucleus of its chaos with reason and knowledge."

"Sleeping in a dream without knowing it."

"Praise you! God of Blind and Fool! Azathus!"
Chapter completed!