Chapter 137： When I became a god, I had to open the earth for the world

World...

Even if I don't know the specific meaning, I can already feel extremely amazing handwriting.

"Ha ha ha ha! It's the wandering soul of the whole world!" Charlotte saw the amazement revealed by Cthulhu, and suddenly laughed, her body quickly floated to the sky, completely opened the magic box, and quickly expanded the gap," Pandora, let's get started."

Rumble! ! !

Suddenly, a huge black box phantom slowly appeared above the sky, and countless rich internal energy began to converge towards the dark sky, forming a giant black round arch.

seems to be the gate of truth in the wizarding world.

The threshold of the gate is engraved with countless fine dark textures and characters. The simple, distant, vicissitudes, and two huge carved cylinders in the front section pierce the cloud, and the end is not seen, as if supporting the entire sky.

The earth-shaking black and black arched door says: Erebos.

Ereboth in the native language of the wizard, means: the gate of the underworld, the gate of hell, the place where the dead return to the market.

"Underworld!! It is impossible, Elmin not only wants to become a god, but also..." Cthulhu God shouted suddenly.

"Damn!!!"

He struggled forward.

was forced to sink heavily by the invisible pressure on the sky arch. Elmin was hiding in that space, and now his strength was not inferior to him.

"You are crazy! I want to use the Pandora's Box as a carrier to open up a small plane space that belongs to God!" he screamed hard. "Greedy human wizards! God can't desecrate! Create another **** without permission." Earth, God in heaven will punish you!"

In the central land, Elmin’s shadow sat cross-legged and sighed slowly, "I now finally understand that the so-called **** is nothing more than a "little man in a box", from a barren earth cage to another rich energy Of the God Realm Cage."

"But I still want freedom, I want to bring freedom to the earth!"

Elmin sits in the blood of the corpse mountain under the altar, as if sitting at the top of the world, gently holding a snow-white hand bone on the tip of the nose like a light sniffing rose,

"Death souls and residual souls wandering between heaven and earth, please listen to my call..."

Boom! !

The crisp sound spread like ripples, resounding in all directions.

This spell is "call of the dead", a witchcraft developed by Emperor Medusa to communicate the dead, recover the dead, and extradite the dead back.

But at this time, coupled with Elmin's life ripple, it can sense the vibration of souls in the world and turn into a terrifying qualitative effect, as if to communicate and summon the soul of the whole earth.

all around the world.

Low-ranking witches are everywhere, mountains, rivers, oceans, deserts, alchemy totem poles, floating light, lasing, spurting straight into the night sky, these totems even surround the three kingdoms, forming a A huge totem circle is used to spread the power of this "call of the dead".

"The dead return to the market...the dead return to the market..."

A seemingly overlapping call came vaguely from the sky and turned into an inexplicable hymn.

The voice is sad, soft, gentle, and solemn, spreading through the vibrations and the ripples of life to the capital of King Cthulhu, pervading the three kingdoms, the hilltop rose kingdom, Babylon, the half-orc kingdom, the earth, mountains, fields...

People from all over the world looked up and heard this inexplicable holy song at the same time.

Throughout the wizarding world, every wandering remnant soul of the strong and the dead felt the shock and ripple from the soul, and under the inexplicable ballads, he was unconsciously drawn.

At the next moment, all the long-lost souls raised their heads silently,

They heard Elmin's "call of the dead"

"The dead of the three kingdoms for thousands of years! I am the king of Babylon, the emperor of Elmin, please listen to my return and integrate your life into my body and make me a god."

....

Elmin?

Who is Elmin?

In the mountains and the jungle, among the broken and dissipated remnants of their souls, they vaguely do not remember.

Ermin...Ermin...

By the way, it is King Babylon, the great wizard monarch emperor, the loving monarch who protects his people. We were blessed by her during our lifetime, but how can we hear after we die now...

Is 　　 the wizarding realm of Medusa?

"Deads, please listen to my plea!"

"Our world, the earth is barren and cannot become a god. I have turned into a wandering soul. Please help me become a ghost. When I become a god, I will open the **** road for the world and establish a **** world for the world. Anyone who can become a **** can fly."

"This world is not in the sky, at the foot, corresponding to the **** realm, called the nether earth, for the return of all ghosts."

"I am the Underworld Emperor, but everyone who believes in me, worships me, worships me, kneels me, does not live in death after death, but lives in the underworld, blessed by me, and becomes my people."

"May all the world live second, death is not the end."

.....

Dahong Dao is willing to stand, and the souls of the dead between heaven and earth are silent.

This is a commitment to them, but also for them to spread the future, let them go to dedicate their lives.

Ancient legend, there are innate gods in the sky, the land of the gods "Achilles", and the underground mortals, after the cultivation of post-god deities, should create our own acquired gods and underworlds.

Ermin Emperor Emperor, even want to open the underworld for thousands of souls on the earth?

Under the call of the dead, they sighed:

Avoid disasters for living people before death,

Open up a nether for the dead after death,

The souls of the dead souls are sore and deeply shocked. This is our king.. Whether it is alive or dead, Emperor Elmin has been guarding his people throughout her life. She is protecting the land of our three kingdoms. , Needs our strength....

Wow!

Countless wandering souls suddenly rose into the air.

These days, they have been fed up. For countless years, the truth-seeking wizards are like a group of people cursed by fate.

The souls of ordinary people who died will naturally dissipate quickly, and the spiritual power of the wizard is strong. It will take a long time for the souls after death to drift to heaven and earth to completely die, turning into pure energy between heaven and earth...

And the era of this wizard era is too short~www.novelhall.com~The development of wizards is still not perfect. Except that Medusa was involved in the field of soul death, and can communicate with the dead in a special way, other wizards cannot perceive our existence. .

For them, they are just the meager energy floating in the world.

If you are lucky, wandering into the battle of the wizards and dispelled by the wizard's witchcraft, maybe it is the relief.

But for most wizards, they can only silently wait for death, silently turning into wandering ghosts, and being blown by the wind at random. The days of waiting for the loss of self-consciousness are too long.

"Does our monarch emperor want to open a paradise for the deceased in this land?"

"In this unruly world, if there is a dark earth world, it is equivalent to make up a part of the world. The wizard who passed away after us can not be so painful."

"The history of mankind's struggle against nature is the history of courage and hymns!! A glorious history from generation to generation, promoted by us and created by us humans!"

"History will record the glory of the wizard on this day, create the underworld, and humanity is about to defeat death!"

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The translucent soul is like catkins, flickering into the sky, revealing a trace of darkness.

After launching the alchemy totem, the low-level wizards of alchemy pillars around the world succumbed themselves to become one of these dead souls, as guides, leading the gathering of the dead around the world.

"It's time to start, the nether earth is smelted into a line."

The Edward brothers stood at the core of the totem formation, presided over everything, looked at the vortex of the soul of the sky called, and could not help whispering, "This land cannot be a god, the wizarding civilization will accumulate the dead who have accumulated for thousands of years. Life is all in one, just to make one person a god."