The Lord of Reincarnation

On the island.

The believers of the Lost God have reached the most dangerous situation.

"This...is our dreamland!"

The thin and tall man shouted: "But don't think that it's okay after death... If we die, our spirit will probably be swallowed by this sea of ​​subconsciousness, sinking here forever, and the body in reality will become a vegetable, or even die directly... ..."

"Why is this happening?"

Smith asked in panic.

"Maybe this is... a war between great beings?"

Vivian sighed, facing death calmly.

At this time, an invisible black mist suddenly descended from the sky, covering the entire island.

From the black mist, a big black ugly bird with no legs and broken wings suddenly broke through the boundary, and the entity descended here!

Terrible mental coercion enveloped him in an instant, causing Linren to fall down like cutting wheat.

More scales didn't retreat, they just called out another name while shouting Nicholaya crazily.

Smith listened hard and heard a word that meant 'elder'.

"They are calling the elders of the deep sea...or they can also be called the ancients of the abyss... probably their leader, this big bird, was sent by the lost god?"

Thin and tall and nervous.

The power of a mortal is indeed like an ant to a great being.

If the Bird with Broken Wings fails, they probably won't be able to get out of here alive!

...

Woohoo!

In the deep sea, a group of black shadows emerged.

Like a gigantic manta ray, it suddenly jumped out of the sea level, casting a dark shadow that covered the sky, fighting with the broken-winged bird in the sky.

But suddenly, its movements stopped, and a mushroom the size of a human head grew on its body.

A gigantic black mass,

Emerged in mid-air, pressed down.

The pitch-black slime, like oil, suddenly covered the entire body of the giant manta ray, and began to corrode violently.

"Close your eyes quickly, as a subordinate, you cannot watch the battle of the superior being!"

The thin and tall man seemed to have considerable research on occultism, which made the members bow their heads one after another.

Those scales didn't have such insights, some were shrouded in black mist and wailed in pain, some had colorful mushrooms growing on their bodies, and fell to the ground screaming.

...

Crash.

The waves continued to beat against the rocks.

Those three huge groups of black shadows fell directly into the depths of the sea.

Dreams shattered.

Smith jumped out of bed, wiped his forehead and found it was covered with sweat.

"No...not right..."

He looked at the palm of his hand, the bruise in the dream, the bloody mouth still existed.

Even the top of his trouser legs was wet.

That's not sweat, but seawater covered with algae!

"Dream, what a magical place! The God of Lost is fighting another great being... Are those three high-ranking beings the servants they summoned?"

Smith thought unwillingly: "It's a pity... I didn't ask Vivienne about the contact information of that gentleman..."

...

On an unnamed island.

A long time has passed in the dream, but in the real world, it may only be a moment.

Fang Xian was shaken all over and woke up completely: "Is there a great existence sleeping in the deep sea?"

The first time he came into contact with the name of a god, Fang Xian knew that it indeed contained unparalleled power.

Moreover, the personality is still above him!

Just channeled to the part, that name is channeled along his person, contaminating all believers of the Lost God.

If in a dream, all his followers were beheaded, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Fortunately...that great existence has long been asleep, and that kind of pollution is just the body's stress response...Only his subordinates launched the offensive...'

'And I went off in person, and finally saved most of the believers from being polluted by the other party...'

'The power of the name of a god is truly terrifying...'

‘Even though those believers escaped this time, they have already heard that name, which means they have a second choice... This may destroy my foundation. '

Fang Xian gasped.

This is just the sleeping primordial ruler, perhaps still sealed, with only a small amount of power seeping out.

'Level seven...is really a terrible moat. '

"Rocca...what's the matter with you?"

Beside Fang Xian, Eric asked nervously.

Of course he could see that Roca's symptoms should be based on the murals, and he had received some information through channeling.

If Rocca doesn't wake up again, he may have to treat him.

However, this is also his luck, otherwise he would enter his subconscious mind and be passively involved in such a battle, and the end would be extremely miserable.

"I'm fine..."

Fang Xian seemed a little out of strength, reluctantly waved his hand, and lowered his voice: "This island is the residence of the scales, and they enshrine the elders of the deep sea...they are very terrifying supernatural creatures, high-level existences...we must leave immediately!"

"Marine life? What if they attack..." Eric hesitated.

"It won't come again... You see, the power from the deep sea is fading!"

Fang Xian pointed to the coastline.

Those pale and rotting corpses burst like soap bubbles at some point and disappeared.

Dreamland is fair.

If a follower of Fang Xian died in a dream, he would be severely injured.

The same is true for the army of scales.

They have been hit hard, and their real power is fading.

Otherwise, everything that seems to be in the dream at this time will be staged in reality, and these ordinary people have absolutely no chance of surviving.

There is a high probability that he will become a sacrifice for the elders of the deep sea and Nikolaia.

"Go!"

Looking at this scene, Roger was startled, and suddenly yelled, and ran towards the lifeboat...

...

Hearing that supernatural incidents occurred on the island, several passengers died, and the captain of the Sea Blue Heart couldn't sit still.

As an experienced captain, he has vaguely heard rumors about supernatural powers, and he also knows the horror of such things.

Therefore, after seeing that the storm was showing signs of subsiding, the captain decisively decided to set sail immediately.

Relying on the map, the stars in the sky, and the artificial sextant to guide the direction, after several days of uneasy sailing, the Sea Blue Heart finally met another merchant ship and confirmed its route.

At that time, all the people on board were cheering.

Seven days later.

Mister Islands, Port Marne.

The Sea Blue Heart docked at the port, and passengers with luggage walked down.

"It's been a dream trip, I've had a weird adventure."

Vidal sighed with emotion.

"Don't forget the confidentiality agreement you signed, or Mr. Police Officer will come to your door."

Eric smiled and reminded: "Then... goodbye."

Fang Xian also shook his hand, and his back disappeared into the crowd.