Ushering In The Internet Era In The Magical World

Once upon a time, looking at the abyss lord who rolled up the energy storm that filled the sky, Church also trembled and felt yearning.

As one of the creatures of the abyss, distortion, chaos, killing, destruction, and destruction are the underlying rules here. Only by practicing it can one gain the favor of the will of the world and become stronger in the howling soul!

Church tried to get out of the magma territory and practice the iron law of the abyss!

But it eventually gave up.

As an elemental creature, it is destined to be difficult to leave the elemental pool for a long time.

The magma endowed it with unparalleled power in the territory, but it also brought them shackles, restricting their range of activities.

Leaving the magma, although he can still absorb fire elements from the surrounding environment to replenish energy and deprive the vitality of the enemy's soul, but compared to the needs of his huge body, these will always seem to be beyond his means.

Once severely injured, it must fall into a deep sleep to recover its strength.

And sleeping in the abyss is undoubtedly a very dangerous behavior.

After surviving several times, in addition to gaining some experience and combat experience, the main body fell into the weakened Church and had to return to the magma.

It gave up the experience.

Like countless ancestors, it perched in the magma, waiting for some stray entrants, slowly increasing its strength.

It feels that there is no essential difference between it and those mud devourers who live in the mud.

It once gave up on itself and slept all day long.

But it's different now.

If it can get the favor of the Internet God, then it can go further, maybe it can break free from the shackles of magma and appreciate the charm of the abyss.

This is its ambition! ! !

Yu Sheng'an himself sat on the throne of the ancient palace and castle, watching Church's prayer, a bold idea suddenly popped up in his heart.

This idea, the more he thought about it, the more his heart skipped a beat.

To be honest, when he signed Church, he didn't regard Church as a subordinate.

It is just one of his sources of life, tools of the fire element, source of combat soldiers, coolies...etc.

Even if Church was smashed to pieces today, he was inspired by "sharing the vitality of the dragon egg" and tried to rescue it.

But Church's prayer made him suddenly realize—it has a name, and it is also an intelligent creature, including the countless creatures he has contracted with.

Although many of them are not made of flesh and blood, they also have feelings, joys, sorrows and joys!

If you simply define them as "cannon fodder" and "source of soldiers", it is true to a certain extent. As long as he has enough source quality, under the constraints of contract power, he has to do what he asks them to do, including dying .

How huge is the abyss? As long as he has enough resources, his cannon fodder will also be inexhaustible.

But what if he had been a little more merciful?

For example, using his body as a transit point to share the vitality of all contracted creatures.

What a magnificent scene will this be?

It is conceivable that as long as his contracted creatures are not instantly destructive, they will be able to use the vitality of the "collective" to come back to life.

They will live better and better in their respective planes, and even become stronger and stronger!

One day, for the rest of his life, he will become the object they must protect.

Because of his death, all the advantages of contracted creatures will no longer exist.

This means that he will fully activate the "subjective initiative" of the contracted creature! ! !

Only benefits are eternal and permanent.

"call……"

Yu Shengan let out a breath, his eyes flickered, and he made a decision in his heart.

...

After praying, Church fell into tormented waiting.

The mood is extremely disturbed, and the thoughts are also extremely messy, sometimes excited, sometimes afraid.

Excited that if the god of the Internet favors him, then he will be free from the shackles of magma;

Later, I was afraid that the god of the Internet would be angry because of this,

Kill him casually?

The latter is not impossible, for the god of the Internet, what is he? It's just an ant, and it's a big taboo to ask for favor before showing allegiance.

In the torment, Church suddenly froze all over.

The contract document rooted in his soul suddenly floated out, and lines of words twisted and changed in its lava eyes.

When the change is complete, the contractual instrument re-burrows into its soul.

Church froze.

After a while, it prostrated itself on the ground and praised loudly: "Praise you, the great god of the Internet, Church swears with his soul, that your glory will fill the abyss!"

After a long time, it stood up, without looking at the warm lava behind it, and strode away.

At this moment, it is like a new life.

...

Some are like newborns, others are on the verge of death.

In the rocky canyon, the strange demon Barlow hid in the crevices of the rocks, desperately suppressing his breath, on the wounds covered with feces, maggots could even be seen gushing out of his chest.

It's going to die!

It had a fierce battle, and after killing a Balrog with great effort, it was targeted by a demon hunting spider.

It can only escape.

But it knows that it cannot escape.

When the Balrog was dying, he inflicted a fatal wound on him, which greatly reduced his combat power.

The Demon Hunting Spider is also a monster in the abyss that is famous for feeding on demons. Its sense of smell is extremely keen. Even if it smears its wounds with feces to cover up its breath, it may only risk its life!

Barlow was running and accumulating power silently.

The imminent death, on the contrary, activates the most violent madness deep in its heart.

Even if it is dead, it will catch the Demon Hunting Spider!

"Shushasha..." The slight sound of rubbing made Baro tense up. He looked at the source of the sound, and his sharp claws were already charged up!

"puff!"

The sound of a sharp blade piercing into flesh made Barlow stiffen suddenly. The poison enough to paralyze the whole body froze his thoughts in one breath.

It looked down, saw a sharp exoskeleton on its chest, and realized...it had been tricked.

The poison spread in the body, and its thoughts became more and more blurred.

The Demon Hunting Spider crawled over, spit out a viscous liquid, wrapped it up, and slowly pulled it out of the crack in the stone.

Despair filled Barlow's crazy heart.

Even though it regards death as normal, its heart is full of anger, unwillingness, and even fear.

It has seen prey killed by witcher spiders.

They will keep their exquisite skin sacs until they die, but the inside is corroded into water and sucked up.

It is said that this process may last for dozens of days in order to maintain the freshness of the prey.

Demon hunting spiders in the gestation period can even keep some special prey in a dark history!

The toxin erosion is getting stronger and stronger.

Barlow's will became more and more cloudy. At this moment, it suddenly hoped that the gods with whom it signed a contract could summon him to leave and fight in another world.

Even if it is killed in another world.

It doesn't want to die from the venom of the witcher spider either!

The god seemed to hear its inner pleading, but instead of summoning it to leave, he sent a billow of vitality from an inexplicable dimension.

Stimulated by the surging vitality, the dying and seriously injured body began to heal itself, and a steady stream of power was born from the flesh and blood.

Even if it is highly poisonous, it will gradually fade under the washing of this vitality.

Barlow froze.

After a while, it closed its eyes.

When it opened its eyes again, its sharp claws cut through the mucus and stabbed hard into the Demon Hunting Spider's body!

Claw after claw!

The Demon Hunting Spider struggled insanely, flying sand and rocks all over the sky.

When the dust and haze subsided, Barlow didn't care whether the movement here would attract other hunters.

It carved a mysterious magic pattern on the ground with its sharp claws, poured the blood of the demon hunter spider into it, and finally placed the head of the devil hunter spider on the magic pattern solemnly, then stepped back and prostrated itself on the ground.

The voice was distorted and excited: "The great god of the Internet, please accept the offering of your most devout servant!"

The blood infused with the magic pattern lit up, and immediately, the head of the devil hunting spider disappeared in the blood formation.