When the little boy screamed, Gu Qingshan only said two words.

"continue."

The mountain girl knows it.

A dark blue lightning surged from her body and penetrated into the little boy again.

Thunder and lightning magical power, "shocking dreams"!

The little boy's body twitched suddenly.

The preparation he made for screaming also completely disappeared.

Gu Qingshan walked forward, squatted down, and his eyes met the little boy.

“Where does the chaos come from?”

He asked softly.

The little boy looked dazed and fell into memories again.

Just as the little boy was about to say something, Gu Qingshan activated the world art again.

The entire temporary camp was destroyed and the world was blank.

Immediately afterwards, an old world formed around Gu Qingshan.

At dusk.

Outside the town.

There was no one around, and the little boy was sitting by the lake and had already caught a bucket of fish.

He put away the fishing rod and sat there quietly in a daze.

It seems to be full of worries.

Gu Qingshan walked forward and stood beside the little boy.

what happens?

Gu Qingshan thought.

The little boy hesitated for a while, took out a fish from the wooden barrel beside him, and cut off the fish head directly with a dagger.

"Sacrifice."

He spit out a word.

Suddenly, countless whispers of men and women rang intermittently around the little boy.

“It’s about to start…”

"More deaths are needed..."

"strength……"

"Waiting for you to grow..."

"time……"

At this time, Gu Qingshan suddenly realized that his world skills had improved.

Because he can already hear the sounds that children hear.

In this world art, Gu Qingshan began to sense everything with the person being taught.

Gu Qingshan listened carefully to the whispering voices, and his face gradually became solemn.

This kind of thing is unheard of.

It seems that everything happened not by chance, but more like something that had been destined.

The little boy listened to the words and looked confused.

But all the sounds gradually disappeared.

The little boy paused.

He grabbed a few fish from the barrel again, killed them all in one breath, and threw them into the water.

Blood filled the lake, reflecting the boy's confused and longing face.

He asked, "Why can I hear voices that others cannot hear after I kill, and now it is becoming clearer and clearer?"

Countless whispering sounds sounded again, surrounding him:

"die……"

"The source of life..."

"soul……"

"you need to……"

"Kill..."

"For..."

The sounds were full of temptation, but they completely disappeared soon.

The little boy stayed for a while.

He was not afraid of this, but instead showed excitement and excitement on his face.

"That's great, I'm really different from those ordinary people."

He murmured, killing all dozens of fish in the bucket and pouring a bucket of blood into the lake.

At this time, the afterglow of dusk dissipated, and the darkness enveloped the earth. The blood in the lake gradually sank, making it impossible for the little boy to see his reflection clearly.

He asked, "Who am I?"

Those sounds appeared again.

They become clearer and softer:

"You are... unique..."

“Arrival…”

"again……"

"It will eventually awaken..."

"The Lord of Spread..."

"messenger……"

“All realms…”

The little boy couldn't help but hear it, so he raised his voice suddenly and said loudly: "Tell me, what should I do to know everything!"

In his doubts, millions of whispers overlapped and turned into a sound:

"Kill."

"Only killing can make you understand everything."

"Chaosen Messenger!"

The world paused at this moment.

The sudden look on the little boy's face was frozen.

Memories end.

The whole world dissipated like quicksand.

A blank space.

Gu Qingshan found himself standing in the temporary camp again.

"seal!"

Gu Qingshan ordered.

The mountain girl retreated, and twelve sacred knights surrounded her and threw light chains at the little boy.

These chains are the church's strongest punishment magic, which can temporarily completely imprison a person and cannot be moved at all.

Unless the imprisoned person is three times stronger than the twelve sacred knights combined, they can break free from this sealing technique.

The little boy's expression returned to his bright light.

He looked at the chains on his body and smiled disdainfully.

"I didn't want to spend too much effort, but since you are looking for death, it's a different matter."

A black light rose from his body, easily cutting all the chains.

The twelve sacred knights all let out a muffled groan and retreated backwards.

Everyone was shocked.
To be continued...