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Chapter 1048

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All myths and legends had a crucial link to the creation of the world. The source codices of all lineages also had this crucial part. It would determine the composition of the Stigmata and the foundation of miracles, as well as how to understand all things.

Whether it was the sleeping gods, the gods wielding axes, the existences moving on the surface of the water, or the giants sucking the milk of cows in the cold winter, in essence, they were all describing the process of all things flowing out from the Pillar of Divine Essence.

No matter which one it was, the process was not much different.

In the chaos, a power appeared. After breaking everything, the clean rose and the turbid fell, forming a magnificent world of the Reality.

All things operated in an orderly manner.

But many myths did not mention it … In fact, it was the same for the destruction of the world.

It was not much different from when all of this was created.

When all things came to their final end, everything that had been sublimated would be solidified and destroyed in hell, and the huge Reality would be torn apart.

When countless fragments fell into the abyss, the so-called hell would be formed.

Those light, empty, and insignificant things would gradually peel off and float in the shallow water, while the miracles that solidified into disasters would fall into the deep ocean.

Even deeper.

The purer and more glorious something was, the heavier it would be after solidifying, and the further it would fall.

It was because of this that the concept of depth was formed, as well as the general division. Humans used the quality of disasters or miracles as a yardstick to measure the abyss formed by the endless hell.

The deep zone, the withered zone, the dark zone, the quiet zone, and even the many strange bottom of the abyss …

And at the top, the place of eternal light surrounded by countless shattered borders — the Reality.

After unifying all of these existences, the entire world was the most real and complete appearance.

Once, during the most prosperous period of the utopia, when the development of hell was the most popular, the places where human footprints were spread out were the existence of the deep zone today.

The bronze eye clearly divided the many hells by depth, discovering countless ruins, relics, large groups of hells, and even barren domains.

At the same time, all outposts and exploration bases were built in this deep zone.

But in fact, if understood in the way of oceanography, all of this was just the upper layer of the sea of hell.

The shallow zone.

This was where the Light of Reality shone. At the same time, it was also the place with the most remaining life force and life. Countless large groups of life wandered, grew, killed, and died in this barren hell. However, they were unable to provide for the survival of true predators and behemoths.

In the Withering Zones, however, there was no longer such a 'gentle' environment. More calamities spread across the vast depths, leaving no place for the weak to stand.

At the same time, it was also the battlefield and territory of many rulers.

As for the deeper regions of the Dark Abyss, they had long been shattered by the war. Countless massive hells collided with each other, brewing endless calamity and destruction under the will of the rulers.

The lairs of many rulers and behemoths were built here.

This was because only the depth of this place could support the hell they were in, as well as the calamity and power they contained.

Their existences were too heavy, and the essence of disaster they held was too great, so much so that this power had instead turned into invisible shackles that shackled them to a deeper level.

Only when the tide from the Silent Area came, could it float up to the range of the Realm of Discovery. Otherwise, he would have to give up most of his power and send down his incarnation.

Or, he would simply be damaged and stranded like the Twilight Village.

As for the deeper regions of the Silent Area, they no longer had any clear structures.

Even the rulers of the Dark Abyss did not want to come into contact with the endless sea of Chaos. In that pure chaos and darkness, who knew how many strange existences and terrifying things there were.

After suffering an unexpected loss, the former utopia could only choose to give up further exploration and withdraw all of its forces.

The only result they brought back was a speculation and hypothesis called 'the bottom of the Dark Abyss.' In the deepest regions of the Silent Area, there were dozens of strange domains that would even corrode and wither away their natural enemies.

If there was a bottom in this endless Dark Abyss, then it must be the foundation of hell. It was not until the traveler Chuhai personally verified it that its existence was finally confirmed.

The prophecy left by the former president — the 24 Elements of Destruction — was also built on this existence.

The Shadow Rancher of the Gods, the Pied Piper, the embodiment of chaos and destruction, and the crystallization of all abyssal wisdom and demonic hopes, Boxun … they were all born from it.

The appearance of the Golden Dawn was also influenced by it.

And according to Russell's speculation, even the gray-robed man himself had mastered some kind of power under the arrangement of the former president …

But everything was hidden in the past, and no one knew.

Now, under the surging of the Deep Tide, the behemoths of the Dark Abyss began to rise again, and endless undercurrents filled hell.

Within it, there was a small ripple that was quietly spreading out.

It was like a stone smashed into a boiling pool.

Just like that, the ripple called Huai Shi, stirred up a wave of the Dark Abyss under the push of the jesters.

With the network formed by the jesters' Truth Palace as the foundation, it went down from the Deep Area, passed through the Withered Area, and even left a faint trace in the Dark Abyss.

The Dark Abyss, the land of bliss.

Amidst the eternal hymns and praises, the great light from God's throne shone on all things. Fanatical believers with wings on their backs gathered into a formation with no end in sight. After passing through layers of palaces, they stepped on the steps of sacrifice and walked towards the door of an audience.

Above the vault of heaven, countless holy angels flew and danced, with pure smiles on their faces, sincerely praising this pure and noble faith, the only truth and essence in this world.

And when the resounding bell rang like the bell before a meal, the archangel in the clouds held a bright golden scroll and descended on the ground.

Countless hunting angels prostrated on the ground, respectfully receiving the decree from the great existence beside God.

Under the throne, those holy spirits who listened to the teachings day and night and served the only ruler of this world, drafted the latest offering and sacrifice!

So, under the gaze of tens of thousands, the archangel opened the 'Sixth Supplement of Today's Fixed Food Menu' in his hand and made an impassioned announcement:

"The appetizer, ten thousand believers, sixteen solidifiers, one priest, six large groups. Two furnaces, fry until slightly yellow, grill with crystal charcoal, thin salt and fat should not be too much. "

After the first scroll was handed over, the recipient left with tears of gratitude.

Then, the second, the third, and the fourth.

A total of two soups, one main dish, two side dishes … Finally, the dessert needed one Celestial genealogy member, Huai Shi.

The archangel solemnly handed over the order in his hand to the subordinate in front of him:

"Don't let the Holy Lord wait too long."

"Praise the Lord! Praise the Great King! "

The King of the Legion who received the order was moved to tears, holding the scroll with both hands and solemnly promised: "I will offer the Lord a clean meal."

"Very good, go."

The archangel nodded with satisfaction.

Behind them, the door of the Blessed Land opened with a loud bang.

Then, countless hunting angels roared out, turning into a torrent and rushing in all directions. Once again, it enveloped the entire Abyss.

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"What is this?!"

In the Dark Abyss, the Land of Bliss, a surprised voice came from the palace that was filled with moans and wails.

On a gorgeous throne inlaid with jewels and beautiful jade, a man covered in a layer of gauze covered his mouth and screamed in surprise:

"What is this? What is this?! "

The archbishop of the Corrupt Order, the ruler under Boxun, who was known as the host of the banquet, had stars of longing and joy in his eyes at this moment. He hugged his chest with his hands and moaned excitedly:

"Ah, ah, where did this little flower come from? It's so lovable! "

Right in front of him, the monsters kneeling on the ground held up the scroll in their hands, showing him the images sent by the jesters. The priest in yellow pointed at the figure in the middle and introduced: "Huai Shi, male, 18 years old …"

"Oh, oh, it's a delicate flower!" The host of the banquet shouted in surprise.

Behind him, the strange mummies that were immersed in desire and revelry cheered in unison: "Delicate flower!"

"It needs patient care!"

The host of the banquet emphasized solemnly.

So, the mummies roared: "Care!"

The priest was stunned and hesitated: "But, the jesters are …"

"I don't care about the f * cking reward!" The host of the banquet sneered: "A bunch of unromantic dead ghosts, how would they know what love is!"

The mummies roared: "Make love!!!"

"I like him very much!"

The host of the banquet sucked his fingers and stroked the figure on the scroll in a daze: "Go, bring him to me — beauty is only worthy of the strong!"

"Yes!!!!"

The mummies praised fervently.

In an instant, dozens of priests prostrated on the ground and promised solemnly: "Yes!"

Just as the priests were about to leave after receiving the order, they were suddenly called back.

"There's more."

The host of the banquet pointed at the scroll and said: "Forget about the remaining three old dishes. Bring back the one next to them too."

He paused for a moment and carefully studied the truck driver's sluggish face. He nodded slightly. "Mm, it's a bit ugly, but it has a unique flavor. It can be used as a side dish after the big meal."

The mummies raised their arms and shouted excitedly: "Side dish!!!"

Soon, the door closed again.

From the palace, the never-ending revelry began once again.

At the same time, in the depths of Hell, in the thick fog that was filled with strange precipitation, sewage flowed. Countless shriveled corpses floated in the sewage.

A pitch-black factory was constantly rumbling, producing day and night. Countless chimneys that pierced into the sky like a forest spewed out an endless stream of thick smoke.

However, as the signal from afar arrived, the factory rumbled and shrank strangely, quickly turning into an incomparably huge fortress.

The foundation of the fortress rose rapidly, and strange metal legs grew out. Together with the caterpillar tracks, it gradually disappeared into the distance amidst the rumbling.

In the center of the fortress, under the symbol of the purgatory workshop owner, a brand new number appeared.

— No. 77!

Today, the silent workshop owners joined the hunt!

It wasn't only here, it wasn't even limited to the Golden Dawn, the Blessed Land, or any other place.

Under the push of the jesters, whether it was the wandering dwarves in the Thunder Sea, the workshop owners hidden in various parts of the Dark Abyss, or the survivors who had fallen apart under the ravages of Celestial genealogy, at this moment, all of them looked at the boundary between the Deep Zone and the Withering Zone with malice in their hearts.

An existence named Huai Shi!

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Deep Zone 51, Dust Wasteland.

In the never-ending gray storm, the pitch-black Sun Ship rumbled forward, crushing the sharp stone pieces that were like thorns. Sparks flew everywhere.

The rocks mixed in with the storm were like sharp blades, constantly scraping against the Origin Barrier. However, very quickly, under the guidance of the Deflection Field, the rocks flew behind the barrier like fish caught in an undercurrent, disappearing without a trace.

"Isn't this very fast!"

On the bridge, Huai Shi praised, "In just a short day and a half, we have already crossed four hells. At this speed, we will reach the third communication center in two days. "

"The premise is that no one blocks the way."

Raymond reminded weakly.

Now, he was leaning on his enlarged version of the captain's seat, like a giant bear being forced into a baby carriage.

Now, this guy's height had swelled to 2.2 meters, and it was still growing at a rate of at least 10 centimeters per day …

According to Gregory's estimation, the results of the surgery were quite satisfactory. When Raymond and the Rock Iron Heart were completely fused, his height should be fixed at around 2.9 meters.

At this moment, after crying, throwing a tantrum, and hanging himself, he had already accepted reality in despair and said goodbye to his wives who had never existed and might never exist in the future.

He had even entered the stage of 'isn't this pretty good'.

It was indeed pretty good.

However, when he spoke, his voice was still weak, and there was a trace of sadness in it. "If I were a jester of the Abyss, I would definitely not let you go."

"That kind of thing, what are you worried about?"

Huai Shi calmly cracked the melon seeds that he stole from Gregory and spat them all over the ground. "We are running so fast, he won't be able to catch up for a while … Besides, hell is so big, can a person jump out of the wilderness and slash me?"

Before he finished speaking, everyone's face in the bridge had already turned green.

You better shut your Crow's mouth!

Aren't we teammates? Why do you want to stick the flag into a dead end?

After fully experiencing Huai Shi's ability to walk backward, they no longer dared to doubt the mysterious power of the East … But this time, before they had time to pounce on Huai Shi and cover his mouth, a piercing alarm sounded.

The radar was screaming in a high-pitched voice.

— — The unknown disaster reaction was close at hand!

Immediately afterward, an unfamiliar voice sounded from the bridge.

"Excuse me, is Mr. Huai Shi here?"

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