I’m Too Strong To Be Immortal

This world.

Thirteen immeasurable epochs have passed since the "Holy Glory" event. The heaven and earth are eroding in disorder. Endless chaos is eroding all living things. The war is intensifying, and all forces are on the verge of a major explosion.

On this day, a spark finally ignited the nervous black disaster.

"Send the order!"

"Start the 1300 billionth sacrifice! Call the supreme great existence, His Majesty Azathoth!"

The Whispering God Realm is one of the supreme cores of the Black Catastrophe. At this moment, countless thrones are suspended in the void, with tall figures sitting cross-legged on them. When they hear the instructions from the central altar, their auras tremble, and the wills on the other side intertwine and collide, turning the information into a mess.

Everything that happened here seemed to release some kind of signal, and the rest of the Black Calamity Highest Areas all followed the same rules, and decrees were passed down, starting the most massive and cruel sacrificial ceremony in history.

"For the second trillionth sacrifice, all of you, together with us, use your most pious will to call upon the Supreme Lord, Lord Valakshasa!"

"Start the 1.8 billionth sacrifice, and call upon the Lord of Original Sin with endless sin and evil!"

"Turn on..."

"Here——"

An unprecedented huge sacrifice has begun. This is Black Calamity's desperate move after countless failures. It pours all its hopes into this, only hoping to get a response from the transcendent, even if there is only one.

boom!

Spanning the boundless altar of hundreds of super thoughts, under the control of many beings on the other side, the information inscriptions flickered brightly and burned with blazing flames.

The dark and sticky sacrificial flame twisted and jumped like a living creature, licking the void into pieces. There was a strange aura lingering on it, and from time to time there were harsh whines, roars and cries.

"Festival!"

Katsa——

The void shattered, and a huge, deformed black shadow drew out from the cracks and fell towards the altar. It was infinite in length and breadth. It turned out to be the remains of a side of the sky. It was covered with spikes that were trillions of light years long. It was vaguely visible every day. Countless thick chains extend from each spike, tightly binding a figure larger than the universe, making it unable to move.

"No!

"

Wow!

A figure with a deep purple body, as if made of metal. She was a supreme being from the Mechanical God Clan. Facing death at this moment, she couldn't help but roar wildly and struggled fiercely. The chains rattled and the aura on the other side shook.

"Hahaha! Is it finally here? You black plague bastards, feel free to use whatever means you have. If I frown, I'm not your biological grandfather!"

Countless strong men from all races were imprisoned here, and naturally there was no shortage of people who looked down upon death. They were looking wanton and mad, and they just wanted a painful death, which was better than suffering endless torture.

Whether they were scolding or begging for mercy, all kinds of words did not move the eyes of those on the other side of the black disaster who were sitting on the throne of the gods and looked down with cold eyes. The wreckage of the heavens also fell slowly at a constant speed.

"What is Black Disaster going to do? On the battlefield, go to great lengths to capture us just for the so-called sacrifice? Humph, it seems that the plan is definitely not small!"

The sword holder of the heavens, Jian Shou, even though he was suppressed and restrained, his awe-inspiring aura remained undiminished. He stared at the magnificent altar below with a frown on his face, his eyes showing some worry, as if he didn't care about his own life or death.

On a battlefield with extremely fierce conflicts, it is much more difficult to capture a being from the other side alive than to kill them directly, let alone such a huge number.

Jian Shou looked around, and there were countless spikes on the surface of the wreckage of the heavens. Each one represented a suppressed and banned being from the other side, coming from all races, including not only the human race, but even a few Black Disasters from the other side.

This scene is really incredible.

Being bound to spikes is a treatment only available on the other side. As for other relatively weak creatures, they are imprisoned in the time and space inside the wreckage of the heavens.

This is what Jian Shou saw with his own eyes. The endless creatures of all races, some were captured on the battlefield, and some were the creatures in the heavens captured by the black disaster. The number was uncountable, and they completely filled the remains of the heavens as a carrier.

You must know that although the normal heavens are huge and boundless, most of the area is nothingness, so the volume occupied by the living beings is very small. It can be imagined how much it cost Black Disaster to collect so many sacrifices.

"hateful!

"

Jian Shou was secretly resentful in his heart. He was worried about the plans of Black Disaster and pitied so many human beings who would suffer misfortune. Although the proportion of human beings in all the sacrifices was less than 10%, it could not withstand the huge amount.

"Fortunately, the existence of the Gray Silence Land puts our clan in a dominant position on the battlefield, which greatly reduces the number of captured creatures."

Jian Shou shook his head secretly. Now he didn't even have the ability to protect himself, let alone save others. When he was dying, he could only think of some good things to comfort himself.

Ten thousand races, "ten thousand" is just an imaginary reference, the actual number of ethnic groups far exceeds tens of thousands. Although the human race is the largest group of living creatures, it does not have an absolute advantage in the total number of ethnic groups, but even so, it has A number of strong men were born who could compete with all the alien races on their own, especially at the level of transcendent beings.

The reason for this is very secret. Only those who have transcended understand the root cause. The advantage of the human race is that the master of the source point controls the whirlpool of the heavens with the source point, secretly supports the human race, and gives all kinds of benefits through the development of the heavens. Human race.

This is the fundamental reason for the continued strength of the human race.

boom--

The miracle did not happen. The debris of the heavens fell onto the altar, and the billowing black flames swarmed up. All existences contaminated by this terrible flame turned into nothingness.

All kinds of thoughts and distractions will disappear into the void when the body dies.

"The human race will definitely achieve final victory to comfort our souls!"

"Hahaha!

"

"Black Disaster, I'm waiting for you below, soon, soon..."

Jian Shou looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. His majestic body collapsed under the licks of the fire. Even though only the wreckage and withered bones were left, his wanton laughter still continued, attracting many side glances from the other side of the Black Disaster.

"Hmph! Keep going!"

Kacha, the void was shattered, and another debris of the heavens was drawn out, the same as before, with the sharp spikes on it suppressing and restraining the existence on the other side.

This is just a place of sacrifice. This scene is happening at the same time in hundreds of places at the core of the Black Disaster.

Until the remains of the ninth heaven were devoured by pitch-black flames, this unprecedented horrific sacrifice in the Realm of Whispers finally came to an end.

Silence!

The roar of the sacrifices has faded away, leaving only infinite silence in this area. The boundless altar stands in the void, and the dark fire is still beating silently, rendering this scene even more bizarre.

Countless people on the other side of the black disaster were staring at the altar, and some even threw themselves directly on the ground, muttering words and kowtowing.

His eyes went from nervous anticipation to panic, and finally turned into incomparable despair as the dark flames on the altar were completely extinguished.

"Impossible, this is impossible..."

"It's over! My lords, have you really abandoned us? Or...have you all perished!?"

This last sentence, in the past, would have been absolutely treacherous. Let alone saying it out loud, I would not even dare to think about it.

But now, no one cares about the gaffe on the other side. All the black disasters present actually have this idea in their hearts. Otherwise, why don't they get any response to the trillions of calls for sacrifice?

At this time, the results of other sacrifice places were also transferred and summarized. There was no surprise. Just like the Whispering Realm, the sacrifice that Black Calamity paid countless prices failed again.

"The detached ones have all disappeared."

"Now, we can only rely on ourselves!

"

On the central throne, a tall figure stood up slowly, his disappointed eyes gradually turned into indifference, looked around, and continued:

"Not only us, but through long years of testing and observation, all the transcendent people of all races have also disappeared together, disappearing into the bright golden light of the Holy Sun!"

"Although I don't know what happened, I only need to know one thing. The situation of all races is the same as mine."

"The war is not lost yet!"

The other side of eternity is the supreme existence second only to the transcendent. The mind is terrifyingly tough. In just a short moment, everyone accepted this terrifying reality, and their eyes became indifferent and firm.

Although the traces of the detached people are hard to find, and from time to time they will even disappear on a large scale for a period of time, it has never been as complete and long as this time. Everyone realized that there must be something shocking happening.

Within the Ten Thousand Clans, there was also great fear and uneasiness about this, but it was far less exaggerated than the Black Disaster. They sacrificed again and again, regardless of the cost.

The reason is that a shocking anomaly occurred within the black disaster. This was a major event that shook the foundation of existence. All the people on the other side of the black disaster were helpless, so they couldn't wait to rescue the transcendent people. Unfortunately, now this last hope has been extinguished.

"Report——"

A figure stepped through the void. Before anyone could reach him, urgent shouts spread. Everyone present felt their hearts tightening. Are you here? Did that weird thing happen again?

"Reporting to all my lords!"

"News came from the frontline observers that the last corner of the middle area of ​​the whirlpool of the heavens, the countless heavens that existed in the void of eighty trillion super thoughts, had been 'extinguished' at the same time a quarter of an hour ago!

"

"There is no luck, everything turns into death, the will of the heavens dissipates, and the heavens completely lose their ability to generate material energy."

"The means arranged by you adults have completely failed. The observers still have not discovered the reason for the death of the heavens. Just like before, they all mysteriously went out at the same time..."

The black disaster expert who reported the information was unable to utter a single word at the end. He was covered in countless cold wills and his whole body lay on the ground, trembling.

The heavens are dying in large areas, and now only the heavens in the core area are left. At this exaggerated speed, they probably cannot last long.

This is the shocking change that the heavens are facing, and they are also sure that this strange thing has not happened among all races, as if it is only for the black disaster.

"Everyone, at this point, there is only one way to go."

"Start, the final battle!"

"Eradicate all races, and their heavens will be our new base!

"

Ho ho ho!

kill! kill! kill--