Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh …
The coldness, deathly stillness, and the intertwining of life and death. The black river that should have existed in the deepest part of the world was drawn into the void. The Netherworld River!
In the Netherworld River, there was both the beauty of life and the spirit of death. Only the gentle light of awakening bloomed from that resplendent pearl. In a deadlock, the pitch-black shadow holding the Dark Codex of Life and Death stood in the endless darkness, laughing sinisterly, hoarsely, cruelly, and evilly. He stared at these foreign rulers, not at life and death danger, but at great wealth!
Greed filled every cell of his, and the desire to possess them burst forth from the deepest part of his soul.
Although he had lost the All-Purpose Soul, every ruler's corpse was the ultimate ingredient for the synthesis of the profound mysteries of life and death.
One of the things that the Black Mage King loved to do the most was to refine the enemies that had fallen in his hands into raw materials for the synthesis of flesh and blood cells.
They were his enemies when they were alive, and they were his slaves when they died. What a cruel experience it was!
Not only that, but these rulers' corpses often had different rules and attributes. Before they became raw materials for the synthesis of the synthesis, they were also specimens for the Black Mage King to study the mysteries of the rules. Every rule had its own uniqueness, and through studying these rules, it was easier to discover some truths and mysteries that were rarely known to others.
As such, his greed had completely defeated his fear. Not only was the Black Mage King not shocked by the group of rulers that the mother clam of the sea serpent had attracted, but he instead saw this as a rare opportunity. Using the rules of this chaotic void domain, he turned this place into his ideal slaughterhouse. Amidst his cold laughter, he raised the butcher's knife against the rulers who had entered to hunt him down.
Under normal circumstances, even if the Black Mage King wanted to hunt down rulers, it would be an extremely difficult task. The All-Purpose Soul increased the vitality of rulers. If they fled into the deep layers of the illusory void domain, he would definitely lose the All-Purpose Soul if he wanted to chase after them. The gains usually did not make up for the losses.
How could it be like now?
These rulers had taken the initiative to send themselves to death, and they were not suppressed and restricted by the Magus World's rules!
"Kekekeke, the Netherworld River is endless, and the cycle of life and death is eternal. I also have the power of the deep layers of the illusory. How long can that illusory Eye of Destruction, which is above the rules, seal me?"
At this moment, in the endless darkness, the Black Mage King was forced to change his form, revealing an ugly and savage form that he had never revealed before!
This …
It turned out to be a conjoined human!
In the Sorcerer World, conjoined twins were a very rare congenital malformation. Approximately one would be born in every three million pregnancies, and most of the Body Practitioners would die in the embryonic stage. Approximately one would be born in every two million births.
Sometimes, the Endless World was unfair. Behind the complicated rules was the cruel side of the evolution and mutation process.
Compared to some people who lamented about their ordinary aptitude and envied those who had better talent and better legacies, the Black Mage King had faced the fate of dying prematurely the moment he was born.
In that world where human beings had just evolved from eating raw meat and drinking blood to being civilized, the birth of these conjoined twins was seen as the incarnation of God, but it was also an extreme misfortune.
Every day was a difficult struggle. Every day, he fully experienced the pain of living!
Was this the end?
No!
It was a period of time when superstitions were broken and the mysteries of the truth were discovered. People believed that wisdom would eventually triumph over ignorance, and there was an explosion of knowledge.
Mechanical knowledge and the mysteries of the human body gradually spread, and many Mechanical Stigmata Sorcerers were born. They possessed incredible and earth-shattering power. Humans no longer succumbed to nature. Instead, they tried to conquer nature and change the rules of nature.
In the process of abnormal growth and learning, these conjoined twins displayed their extraordinary wisdom. They also gradually found a way to get rid of their incomplete nightmares.
Killing another person, occupying the common part between the two of them, and starting a new life!
No one knew how the years in between were like. Until one day, a primitive sorcerer who claimed to be a Black Sorcerer began to travel on the continent. Among the many Mechanical Stigmata Sorcerers, he published profound and mysterious opinions that had never appeared on the continent. He displayed advanced dark knowledge that was beyond the continent's understanding, causing an unprecedented uproar.
As if the door to a new world had been opened, this sorcerer gradually became famous on the continent. He was worshipped by many scholars, built his own sorcerer tower, and was flattered as the Black Mage King.
He brought to the world one of the most primitive mysteries of the Sorcerers World, the profound meaning of life and death. Not only did he open the door to a new world, but he also became a nightmare that the Sorcerers World could never get rid of. He became a contradictory wound that generations of sorcerers tried hard to heal.
The Black Mage King was in the form of a conjoined human. The other half of the ferocious form was obviously just an illusion, but it seemed real.
Compared to the Black Mage King's greed, brutality, and craziness, this female illusion that seemed to be formed from the illusions of life and death was filled with love, wisdom, and compassion. It was just that these love, wisdom, and compassion were only directed toward the Black Mage King in her eyes.
"They will all go to the source world of the Netherworld to accompany you. In the rules of the cycle of life and death, at the edge of the life forms in the higher dimension, they will accompany you! To those life forms in the higher dimension, we are just some crude paintings. But as long as I am alive, the darkness on this painting will never stop! "
Whoosh …
The Awakening Light became the only resplendent light in the Netherworld River, protecting the rulers of all sizes. Without the support of the Eye of Destruction, this Black Mage King was truly terrifying.
Of course, a large part of the reason was that these rulers were only invited to help.
In a situation where there was no direct conflict with the Rain Sorcerer World, other than the mother clam of the sea serpent, no ruler wanted to damage their Almighty Soul and fight to the death with the Black Mage King.
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On the other side, the mother clam of the sea serpent was trying to persuade the rulers present.
"Everyone knows the ambition of the Sorcerers World. Was the Black Mage King really an accident this time? No, they won't stop. They are natural invaders. Every drop of their blood, every drop of their bone marrow, and every cell is filled with greed. Don't you see the invasion of the chaotic world, the sea serpent shell world, and the dark world all these years?! "
The will of the mother clam of the sea serpent came from the resplendent crack.
This was the most ancient and primitive sea serpent shell among the sea serpent shell worlds. It was also known as the mother of all sea serpents. Its sturdy space-time barrier was something even the Black Mage King couldn't do anything about. The illusory laws nurtured in its body were one of the true illusory worlds. Even the ruler of Mount Cangyan had to pretend to be the Eye of Destruction to steal its Awakening Light.
However, none of the rulers present responded to the mother clam of the sea serpent shell's earnest advice.
"Eye of Destruction ruler, save me!"
Suddenly, a cry for help came from the distant unknown void. Everyone was in an uproar. An old mountain tortoise said, "It's the chaotic world's flower thunder fruit Zhan Toad. It should have come from a few days ago. Isn't it in charge of guarding the periphery? What's going on?"
It was also at this moment that the Black Mage King's laughter rang out from the depths of the Netherworld Netherworld River.
"Grimm lad is actually making a move in the slaughterhouse. How interesting! Let's get rid of these foreign trash first. If we can get the corpse of the Sorcerer King, with the rewards here, we can definitely create an art of life and death that surpasses the limits! "
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