Travel through the Genesis Sand Table and start the Desolate Body!

21 years of the Age of Kings.

The plain of Atlanteumy.

This is the center of the world, on the vast and boundless land, one by one the wise apes sit on the ground, and a lifeless breath covers all the wise apes.

“Father, father…”

“Damn, Ephaelius, the god of death, has come…”

“We will all die, and none of us can escape the clutches of the god of death.”

On the endless plain, thousands of wise apes shivered, and the eyes of each wise ape were filled with endless despair and fear.

“O great king of the ancients, please… Go to the land of death, defeat Ephaelius, the god of death, and let the wise apes get rid of the fate of death…”

Thousands of old wise apes, stooped on their bodies, with incomparably cloudy eyes, kneeling in front of the weather-beaten bone throne, trembling and majestic looking at the existence that seemed to exist forever, like gods.

Their king!

The oldest king, Gilgamesh.

Looking at his handsome and god-like facial features, which are extremely in line with the golden ratio and exude a body that coexists with divine and tyrannical aura, these wise apes rose to envy for the first time.

“Great King of the Ancient Times, beg you, beg you to go to heaven to kill Ephaelius, the god of death…”

Thousands of wise apes whose lives have come to the end are pleading, just like Alos once beg.

They are already the second batch of apes that are about to die.

The first batch of primordial apes was only 49, when the tribe of apes was thriving, full of newborn young apes, and no one cared about the death of the primordial apes.

However, now ten years have passed.

Those young wise apes have reached the end of their lives at this time.

In the face of aging and death, they are undoubtedly afraid.

These wise apes have never seen the once magnificent giants, but under the word of mouth of the original apes, they know that this world has gods.

I don’t know when it started, but it has become a consensus that the god of death Ephaelius exalted above the heavenly dome.

They believed that by defeating the god Ephaelius, they would be able to restrain death.

Therefore, their only hope was placed on the ancient king who was almost a god and possessed supreme power.

However, they were disappointed.

The figure on the bone throne was only watching them from above from beginning to end, like an unattainable god, infinitely admired, but desperate.

“The Oldest King cannot defeat the God of Death…”

I don’t know when, a rumor of rebellion and blasphemy began to circulate in the Hui Ape clan, and the people of Ephelius, the god of death, panicked again.

“The Oldest King can’t defeat the God of Death? And really…. Foolishness. ”

In front of the bone throne, an equally majestic figure walked out, looking at the thousands of clans who left disappointed, and laughed indifferently.

“Themis, you’re finally back…”

Above the bone throne, Gilgamesh, who had been high before, showed a long-lost smile at this time.

This smile, he has not shown for a long time.

In the past ten years, as the king of the Hui Ape tribe, Gilgamesh has been sitting in the Hui ape tribe and deterring the barbaric beasts.

Because of Gilgamesh’s existence, no barbaric beast dared to set foot on the plains of Atersume.

For ten years, Gilgamesh’s inner pride made him unable to integrate into his own group, and he sat high on the throne of bones, never moving for half a minute.

In the days when Luo Hao fused the blood of power, Gilgamesh became a little confused.

For ten years, he has been thinking about how to lead his people to a more prosperous era.

But Gilgamesh came up with countless kinds of futures, but they always felt that they were still a little worse.

This is also why, for ten years, the Hui Ape Tribe still maintains the appearance when Luo Hao left.

“I have many doubts, and as my most trusted people, Themis, I need your wisdom.”

Gilgamesh never concealed his purpose, which gave him a kingly posture that was enough to make him surrender.

This is a natural king.

Proud king.

Luo Hao looked at the oldest king in front of him, at this time, Gilgamesh had grown to a height of two meters and nine meters, sitting on the bone throne, like a majestic hill, giving people an endless sense of oppression.

“Happy to serve you, great king of the ancients…”

“His Majesty Gilgamesh.”

A smile appeared on Luo Hao’s face, and his tone was unusually serious.

“These people are about to die, and I can see that they will not die so willingly…”

Gilgamesh stood up for the first time from the bone throne, approaching a three-meter-tall body, a head taller than Luo Hao.

His gaze was unmatched, and he could see all the pleading clansmen before.

These dying apes will not calmly wait for death to come.

“Death, despair…”

“It’s crazy…”

“A big change is coming.”

Luo Hao’s eyes also looked at the Hui Ape Tribe, thousands of Hui Ape who were about to die, what kind of chaos would it cause…

Luo Hao waited and watched.

In the countryside of the city, Lin Tian, who had just finished cooking, once again toured his sand table world.

“Unexpectedly, with just one breakfast, thousands of wise apes will usher in the end of their lives…”

“How much feedback energy can be generated by the first large-scale death…”

Lin Tian’s eyes were full of expectation, as the master of the creation sand table, the death of the creatures in the sand table world would feedback 70% of their life energy into Lin Tian’s body.

This was the first mass death in the sandbox world, and he was very much looking forward to the changes in his life energy that he had obtained.

You know, his body has begun to deteriorate due to the impact of cancer, and his time is running out.

“Dark Alchemy…”

“Yes, the dark alchemy left behind by the dead Themis…”

In the Hui Ape tribe, an aging Hui Ape, after the hope of praying for the Ancient King was dashed, the terrifying despair gradually made him breed other emotions.

“Oh? Is this a descendant of Alos? ”

“It’s really as crazy as Alos.”

Luo Hao stood in front of the bone throne, his eyes fixed on the wise ape that had been driven crazy by death, and he could see at a glance that this was the descendant of Alos.

Luo Hao remembered his name….

Herares!

“Since relying on the Ancient King cannot defeat the God of Death…”

“Then rely on your own strength…”

“Dark Alchemy…. The legendary Dark Alchemy…”

At this time, Herares held a broken stone slab with both hands like a treasure.

This is the dark alchemy recorded by his father Alos, who was once the first man of the king, Themis.

The dark alchemy that Alos called miraculous.

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