Lord of the Mysteries fanfic: wake up, hermit

The world is turned upside down.

Despite consciously planning the battlefield to the edge of the Eastern Continent, the extraordinary power overflowing from the gods and angel kings still had a big impact on civilization. The golden rain of fire fell from the sky, the rushing tide of darkness, the roaring

Undead creatures, wildly proliferating forest trees and vines, lightning storms falling from the sky, and prairie fires of war... All kinds of strange phenomena tore apart prosperity and prosperity in an instant, destroying the orderly order. People here are like the end of the world.

There was nowhere to escape from the scene, and he chanted the names of the gods he believed in in horror, but no one responded.

The gods had no time to take care of themselves, and the great being who brought light, order, freedom, and prosperity to mankind was the source of the catastrophe. He glanced indifferently at these ants who dared to disobey Him. The radiant sun dropped a golden crown above His head, and the waves surged.

The ocean supported His steps, the white tower shining with the light of wisdom stood on His right side, and the dark red cross that once bound the righteous stood on His right side.

The outline of the cross that symbolized the authority of the "Hanged Man" path suddenly became shallower, as if it would dissolve into the air and cease to exist in the next second. The Sun God - perhaps it is more appropriate to call Him God now, He wrinkled insignificantly.

He frowned and raised the corners of his mouth in a mocking manner, as if he had been bitten by a dead insect on his finger.

It's Sasril, who is helping the body maintain its self-awareness and competing with God for control of the body!

"Now!"

One after another, vines, mushrooms, and ears of wheat rise from the ground, fixing the Creator into a fertile target while frantically squeezing His life force, and tens of thousands of undead creatures and spiritual creatures follow closely behind.

, wrapped the Creator airtight with the formidable aura of death, Bardheir swung the twilight sword and made a devastating slash from the right wing, and the spear entwined with snake-shaped lightning was thrown from Leodro's hand, in "God said,

Under the blessing of "Effective", a more dazzling white light bloomed, and Medici inserted the flaming giant sword into the ground. A fissure flashing with blazing light snaked under the Creator, and a hundred-meter-high pillar of magma and fire fell on the God after all attacks.

The moment before it burst out!

"I didn't expect that even you would betray me, my most loyal Red Angel."

A look of compassion fell into Medici's eyes through the gap between the roaring undead creatures and plants. The familiar and generous voice made his ice-stern face melt in an instant, and then a ray of alarm came from his heart.

Exploded, "No, that guy is just a virtual personality!"

This "Creator" instantly turned into a phantom and disappeared, while the figures of several other "Creators" flashed from all directions. Some of them sent out breaths that shocked the soul, some lowered the sun's flames, some set off thousands of turbulent waves, and some

Spreading the spiritual plague...the united Redemption Rose was suddenly divided!

This is the power of the past!

Countless secret-seeing eyes opened from the sky, scrutinizing the battlefield with clear eyesight. A spear shot out of the sky, with an eternal killing intent, it penetrated the roaring waves and the flames of the sun, and pierced directly towards a person.

The ridges were collapsed everywhere. The majestic figure of the Creator emerged in that direction. He calmly looked at the nearly transparent torrent of information in the void. The abstract sea water that could not be described in any color formed a flowing barrier in front of Him.

, the Eternal Spear dissolved inch by inch under the erosion of the "Sea of ​​Chaos", and made a helpless scream - while Amanisis and Torzner appeared silently behind the Creator, with the blade of the sickle and the curse-like words.

The screams came together!

In an instant, the rest of the angel kings have quickly recovered from the stiffness caused by the shock of the soul and the tendency to lose control caused by the mental plague - or in other words, they have returned to the state before they fell into trouble.

The figure flashed in mid-air. For Uroleus, it should have been a laborious task to restart the state of so many high-ranking beings, but the conqueror made the true god and the angels integrated to a great extent.

Therefore, Ouroleus's burden was also shared. Countless attacks chased the direction in which the Eternal Spear was thrown, pointing directly at the omniscient and omnipotent Creator!

Sharp murmurs exploded from the mouth of the Creator, and God, who was fighting for control of this body, was furious. These ants were more difficult than He expected, and He was only one step away from standing on top of the world again! Infinite

The shadow spread out from behind him, and countless pupils opened in it, staring at everything around him with malice. While the sneak attack of the goddess of the night and the god of spiritual objects was temporarily stagnant, the sea of ​​chaos instantly closed in, like a cocoon.

Wrap Him up airtight.

God has long understood that the reason why He has been entangled by these ants for so long is because the remnants of the past who stole His authority are obstructing His will. But it is only a matter of time before He takes control of this body. By then, these ants will

Ants can only be crushed into dust! Gods and angels naturally understand what He wants to do, lightning, frost, fire, breath of death, screams of alien species, erosion of darkness...attacks in various ways

After taking turns in battle, they were all disintegrated by this source of matter. Herabergen transformed into the form of a mythical creature, and his brass-colored eyes scanned the giant cocoon formed by the sea water closely, but he never found any breakthrough.

"Will all this death and blood be in vain?"

They couldn't help but have such an idea in their hearts. Thoth's face also became more and more serious. Countless spiritual numbers and occult symbols rolled up in his eyes. An illusory white stone ax gradually condensed and took shape in his hands.

But in the end, it still lacks a sense of reality - after all, the higher the level of "mystery" involved, the more difficult the process of "reappearance" will be.

"Hey, stop dawdling, use all the remaining means!" Medici's voice came through spiritual communication.

"This magic involves the origin of the world, and even I can't completely grasp it." Thoth gritted his teeth, "Unless..."

"What?"

"Add a fire, a fire that tempers weapons."

"The sharpest weapons are tempered by the fiercest fire of war, and I am the perfect choice!"

As soon as he finished speaking, incandescent flames rose from his hands. Looking at the opponent's determined eyes, Thoth said nothing more and placed the illusory ax on the flames. As the tempering progressed, the temperature of the flames lost.

It went away, and the ax added the coldness of gold and iron, but it was not enough! The light of the flame dimmed, and the ax reflected a stunning cold light, but it was not enough! The momentum of the flame weakened, and the ax accumulated a heavy weight...

...Medici suffered many injuries in the war, but he had never been in such pain as he is now. He felt that his spirituality was being sucked crazily by this axe, and that he was about to become a dried up empty shell, but he could not give up, everything

All for the Lord!

When he was exhausted, he seemed to see meteorites falling from the sky, sandstorms that blocked the sky, and floods that devoured the earth... All kinds of disasters roared and surged, forming a crazy city.

As blood flows from Thoth's seven orifices, the stone ax that created the world reappears in the world.

Badheir picked up the stone ax that fell on the ground, rushed forward with a roar, and made an earth-shattering slash at the sea of ​​chaos that had closed into a cocoon——

God roared unwillingly.

Extraordinary powers from all channels followed like a torrential downpour, the Creator's majestic body slowly fell, and his blood turned into a golden ocean.