The rolling black clouds swallowed the sky, and the lead-like black clouds covered the noon sun tightly, without even a trace of light.

It seemed as if suddenly, darkness was everywhere. They released wildly, expanded unscrupulously, and swallowed the blue sky inch by inch with the royal capital as the center until all the corners of the entire memory world were covered by shadows.

The villain has not yet appeared. As the scene is arranged and the atmosphere is set, the background is like being dragged directly to the set of the doomsday.

The palace was the first to be hit, and the entire palace began to tremble. The earth-brown earth broke through violent shaking, and some houses began to collapse.

No one is afraid of earthquakes, especially for ancient people. In the eyes of the ancients, this kind of natural disaster was proof of God's anger, and it was the gods who indirectly surrendered the world.

The soldiers and slaves fled out of the collapsed palace in panic, and some people did not escape at all, but just knelt down and called on the name of the gods they believed in, begging for blessing.

There was a sound of laughter between heaven and earth...a laughter?

The voice was low and vigorous, echoing dullly in the space sealed by the sky and the earth. A burly black phantom appeared between the sky and the earth, with red eyes, sharp teeth, and white bone spurs unique to the demons poked out from the mouth.

He was so large that he was as if the sky was too low to him that he had to bend his back as he stood above the earth.

(A great evil god: it's not a hunchback for labor and capital!)

Of course, the most eye-catching one is the heroic black dragon head under his crotch. It was so black and long, and the invisible fire of hell was spewing out of his mouth...

He appeared from the direction of the palace treasure house.

The movement of the duel between the priest Simon and Mauro Liang had already alarmed the others in the palace. After the dark game was finished, Aknadin, who ran to be a 25th boy, was quickly leading the priests to the direction of the treasure house when the great evil god rushed out.

Halfway through the way, when I saw Sok's huge black shadow appear, Dark Game was shocked.

Is this... the deity of the great evil god in Mauryan's body?

But didn’t he say that the condition for victory is to collect all seven artifacts? Didn’t it take seven thousand-year artifacts to be resurrected?

But now the seven artifacts are still in the hands of the Pharaoh and the priest. Why did he summon the original deity of the great evil god?

Have the conditions for victory changed?

Dark Game was surprised, but the players following him were even more surprised than him, but their focus might be strange.

——Damn it! It’s so big!

He is worthy of being a great evil god, so dark and so rough!

The sand sculptures took a snap screenshot, and the power in the forum caused another uproar.

It's simply outrageous!

When they arrived, the priest Simon was no longer here.

The palace treasure house was in a mess, and the surroundings were blown to black, and countless precious treasures were broken. Half of the walls collapsed, and cracked bricks and stones piled up all over the ground.

The priest Simon is gone.

Of course, the game clearly knows that this just means that there is one NPC missing in his camp, which is just a fictional image in this fictional world. But when you think of the priest and Grandpa Shuangliu, think of his relationship with him these days, and think of his amiable appearance, the game still feels sad uncontrollably.

Did such a thing happen three thousand years ago?

Did Simon priest in the past also sacrifice his life and soul for this country and for himself?

This is the old man's own choice and his last stubbornness.

Devote your best to the death.

Perhaps that's the case.

The great evil god Sok's body stood not far away from the palace. If he walked closer, he would find that his lower body was translucent, and his entire body was poked out from the golden stone slabs flat on the ground.

He has no entity, not yet.

Dark Game took the lead and walked up.

The great evil god seemed to notice his approaching and laughed lowly. Two red lights shot down from his scarlet eyes, falling on the ground and forming a human image.

It was Dark Magami, the host of the great evil god Sok, who was still standing there in his wide red robe, with a sarcastic look on his face, and even a hint of impatientness.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Lord Pharaoh." Makura yawned, "You guys are so slow."

"Katami!"

Game ignored the obstruction of the priests behind him and walked forward. He glanced at the huge black phantom and frowned: "What's going on?"

"As you can see, I decided to show up." Matsura sneered, "This is my true body, my true posture!"

After the speech came to an end, the game had not answered yet, and the sculptor behind him interjected.

"Brother Evil God, Brother Jie said he was not convinced and wanted to compete with you."

"Good guy, the heavy sword is not good at being a clever one. If you hit this big guy with one sword, you might have cut it off at one sword, right?"

“…”

The word "well" appeared on Maurya's forehead.

MD is this group of mentally retarded children again!

It's as annoying as their master!

But Mauro tried hard to ignore them and snorted coldly.

"As long as my deity is resurrected, not only everything in this memory sandbox, but even I will awaken by the power drawn from this ultimate dark game!"

"What did you say?" the game frowned, "Are you saying that the dark game we are doing will affect the outside world?"

"Not bad." Matsuraki said proudly, "It's soon, the game. I will do something that I couldn't accomplish three thousand years ago here, and I will kill you - this time make sure your soul is destroyed and no fragments are left behind.

Next, my deity will be resurrected in this world, and then the whole world will be transformed into purgatory and become my belongings!"

After a pause, he slapped his forehead and remembered something.

"Oh by the way. And those friends you have in this world, especially that container." Matsura grinned, "I won't forget to treat them very much."

The game's pupils shrank slightly, then squinted his eyes, his face was solemn, and his gaze quickly became cold.

"It's over."

Some players have begun to realize the seriousness of the problem.

"A bet on a pack of spicy strips, the evil god is already a dead person."

"Wang Yang: If you are playing, don't joke about AIBO."

“…”

The game calmly said: "But you haven't collected all the thousand-year artifacts yet and have not been resurrected, right?"

This was previously explained by Mauro Liang himself. The resurrection of the great evil god Sok requires collecting seven magical tools. Unless the rules change, he will not be able to resurrect it.

"Not bad." Maki Liang did not deny it, "Although it is approaching the time of resurrection, I have not been able to grab seven thousand-year artifacts from you, and I really cannot be resurrected... Hehe, but have you already put all the seven artifacts together for me?"

"What?"

The game realized a problem only then.

While he and his priests gathered here... the seven artifacts they carried, even the stone slab dragged out of the treasure house by Taurus, had been brought together now.
Chapter completed!