Ace carefully applied several layers of hidden spells to himself, and sneaked into the heaven with extremely small movements. There was no strong crowd of angels watching, and he felt a little relieved.

It’s not a pity that Ace is careful. Although he was promoted to a demigod, he was not the strongest demigod after all. He was just an ordinary demigod who had completed the sacredness of the soul and body, and had clearly seen the unity of the true spirit, body and spirit.

There is no substantial world of mind and no ability to project a semi-plane. If there is not a combined semi-artifact, Ace would not dare to come to heaven at all. The holy light could kill a ferocious demigod from heaven who was created by the Creator God. He said that he has no ability, Ace would not believe it.

Of course, this holy light seemed to be smeared by the Angel King. Is it not very good to use your brain? Maybe it can be wise?

Ace was thinking randomly. He carefully transformed into an angel, and used the mimicry virtue holy light to simulate the holy light to cover himself. From a distance, he looked no different from the true holy light, so he waved his wings and flew towards Paradise Mountain.

Paradise Mountain is still holy, with a milky white halo covering it, and the souls of some believers have been transformed into prayers here. These devout believers are still praying. Life in Paradise Mountain is very leisurely. Some rivers flow with milk, some rivers flow with red wine, the trees are soft white bread, and the leaves are smooth butter.

There are lush grasslands between the rivers, and there are a large number of docile pigs, horses, cattle and sheep. All believers who have been transformed into prayers can enjoy the days of having to worry about food, clothing, housing and use for nearly two hundred years. For many people, this is indeed a paradise.

As for two hundred years, those who pray will completely merge with Paradise Mountain and turn into part of the milky white holy light.

Ace shook his wings and flew over, and suddenly heard the prayers on the ground shouting and slowly descending.

"It's an angel, it's an angel!"

"I haven't seen Lord Angels for a long time, so I said it's just the angels who are busy."

"I've always been uneasy lately, and I feel much more comfortable when I see the angel."

When Ace heard that they were talking and very close, he asked, "I am an angel who just returned from the mission in the lower realm. You guys tell me one by one."

When the prayers heard that Ace did not come down from Paradise Mountain, they were a little panicked. They opened their mouths together and started to speak buzzingly. Ace had no choice but to choose an old man and let him talk alone.

At first glance, the old man looked at his old age, looked carefully at his hair and a strong body, and said loudly: "Sir, we haven't seen angels for several years. I don't know when most of the angels went to the lower realm, and in the end there was only a stream of light coming back.

After about half a year, all the angels disappeared overnight. We are just ordinary believers and cannot approach Paradise Mountain. Although we are worried, we can't do anything."

Another woman also said: "And recently the water levels of the Milk and Wine Rivers near Paradise Mountain have dropped significantly, and there are no angels to give new cattle and sheep, and the bread on the bread trees has grown slowly and slowly."

Ace heard what they meant. They were worried that there would be major changes and even more worried that their beautiful life would never return.

All believers who came to Paradise Mountain can be said to be true believers of the Holy Light. They were worried. It seemed that it had lasted for a long time. Ace walked around a few more times and finally confirmed that no angels had appeared for almost ten years. He frowned and said to himself, "Is there really something wrong with the Holy Light? Or is there another conspiracy?"

Maybe I'll hire a reinforcement from other worlds, so it's impossible to leave directly, right?

Ace doesn't believe that a demigod who dares to invade the world and succeeds will leave so easily. This is an opportunity to control a world. Although it is just a second-level world, it means a huge amount of resources.

He thought it carefully for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "No matter what conspiracy you are, if it is really here, you will definitely come out if the mountain of Heaven collapses."

Ace no longer kept his disguise, he transformed back to his original image, a black wizard top hat, a black magic robe, and a seven-ring hexagram badge on his chest.

Thirteen star treasures appeared behind him one after another, holding the gravity twisting scale in his hand, thinking for a little while, Ace decided to keep one hand and not exert all his strength. A star treasure behind him was pulled, and instantly became huge, blooming with brilliant light, like a hot sun, rushing straight to Heavenly Mountain.

"Treasure - Spell, the blazing sun!"

The star treasure fell like the scorching sun, rushed directly from the sky to Tiantang Mountain. With a bang, Tiantang Mountain was directly broken and collapsed with a bang. The flames burned violently, almost burning everything.

Ace was a little stunned. He had thought about many possibilities, but he never expected it to be like this anyway.

The Eye of True Knowledge had already been opened, and Ace's eyes burst out with brilliance. No high-energy reaction was found in that sea of ​​fire, and there seemed to be no one there.

He was still a little worried that the remaining twelve star treasures became larger in turn, like a bead of scorching sun, smashing the location of Paradise Mountain. It was not until this was Ace vaguely believed that perhaps the holy light was really no longer in this world.

He carefully checked this place and finally confirmed that the Holy Light and the Angels had disappeared. He had been fighting wits and courage with the air for so long. He was a little amused and sluggishly in the air. He watched the prayers below cry and run around, and it was a little funny for a moment.

After calming down, Ace whispered: "What can be confirmed now is that the Holy Light has really left, but it is not certain whether He will come back or take it lightly. But no matter what, since He has left, no one in this world can compete with me, and I am the real king of the world."

boom!

With the sound of thunder, thick clouds suddenly appeared in the sky, and heavy rainstorms quickly extinguished the sea of ​​fire. The source was jubilant, as if celebrating the victory of the person he chose.

Ace smashed the Paradise Mountain and completely dismantled the Holy Light's rule here. Dayuan and Ace took over the place at the same time, and the control of the world returned to Dayuan. According to the agreement between the two, Ace, as the king of the world, automatically obtained the agency rights.

"Although it is just the power to represent the world, it is enough."

Ace pointed his hand down, and the core of the magic net in the underworld disappeared directly and appeared in Ace's hand. He held the net high above the sky, and the core of the crystal in the middle quickly expanded the invisible silk thread. A whole day passed, and the magic net had already spread throughout the heaven under the ripening of Ace.

As for those who pray, Ace returned their souls to their original origin, while the true spirits threw themselves into the underworld, and after the Styx washed away their holy light marks, they entered the cycle of the world again.

At the former site of Paradise Hill, Ace constructed a brand new city, as his own city, full of dreamy colors.

"This will be a new heaven. My heaven should be a country of wizards. Any native wizard who is promoted to a first-level wizard can ascend to this world. Since it is a place to ascend, it will naturally be different."

Ace mobilized the privileges of the God King and cooperated with the Magic Net to redistribute the magic power of the entire world.

"From then on, the magic power in the human world begins to become thinner. If any spellcaster does not rely on the magic net, it will be difficult for him to effectively mobilize and acquire magic power. The magic power in the underworld will become thinner, and all the magic power will be concentrated in the heaven. If there are ten magic powers in the world, then there will be nine in the heaven world, and one in the human world will be shared by one.

Of course, you can't hurry at this time, just walk slowly, just to cooperate with my fate drama."

Ace walked into his palace and lay on the high throne of the gods. Since the holy light had left, the world could only be said by himself.

This feeling made Ace very happy. Although all his power was empty, his complete control of the world means that all his resources were open to him. As long as the screenplay was completed, he could create his own new myth!

Augustus walked all the way to the depths of the fog. He experienced many hardships and temptations, survived twenty-one trials, and finally came to the gate of the underworld.

It was an old bronze door with rust on it, and there seemed to be a gust of cold wind. Augustus was naked and had many magical patterns on his body. It was obtained after every trial. Just as he was about to push the door open, Bayern suddenly flashed.

He held up the crystal ball with white light on his eyes, as if he was in a magical state.

Augustus had gone through twenty-one trials and was very alert to Bayern's sudden appearance. He made a defensive posture and shouted loudly: "Who did you lose your beard in your dream?"

Bayern did not answer, and the crystal ball suddenly emitted a bright light, and an ethereal voice came: "Open the door of life and death, wash the water of the Styx, climb to the top of the Forgetful Mountain, the grace of God will follow you."

When Augustus was about to speak again, Bayern suddenly turned into a bubble and disappeared.

This surprised Augustus. He shouted loudly for the teacher several times, but no one came out. Finally, he decided to push open the door of the underworld first and walk in.

He pushed hard and pushed through the crack of the door that was only one person wide, so he had to squeeze in carefully. Suddenly, his body felt a chill, his whole body was a little floating, and it actually floated up.

Augustus looked back and saw that there was a self in the crack of the door. He was about to go in but not in. At this moment, Bayern's voice suddenly came from his ears: "Your Majesty, a stranger cannot enter the underworld, only his soul can enter. My beard was reduced by another self. You must swim across the Styx, wash yourself, and climb Mount Forget this morning. Time is not too long, remember to quickly!"

Bernarda, Palace.

Bayern suddenly opened his eyes, and Yamira, Betty and others surrounded him. He whispered: "I have seen Your Majesty, and he has gone to get the holy things left to him by God. The natural disaster of the dead has come. His Majesty Yamira, we can only defend this city and wait for His Majesty to return."

The sight widened, and the whole city was on guard. The huge city walls that were dozens of meters high were strictly guarded. The transparent hemispherical space barriers were firmly guarding here, and outside it had become a hell on earth.

Countless undead were running unconsciously, attacking all the creatures they discovered.

Ace of heaven watched all this quietly. The myth of this world must be reopened. Whether it is blue blood or holy light, it seriously pollutes the mass of the population and is not conducive to the wizards' complete rule and transformation of this world.

This is the second act of the rebirth of civilization from the ashes.

Ace's heart is as rocky as she is firmly advancing change. Since she wants to control the world, she has no choice but to be soft-hearted. The people she has pity and guarded are already in Bernarda. As for other natives, Ace can only say that the general trend is like this.

Lich King Vette rode a skeleton flying dragon and looked at the endless corpses of the undead. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It was not the end of the show and he could not attack Bernarda. He was so bored that he gathered a large number of skeletons together and formed a queue-type "computer" according to the computer rules.

"It's a pity that the dream space in Fantasy Village cannot be carried with you. If I can link the dream space, I can go directly to the experiment."

Witt really misses "Fantasy Country". The panels provided by the Dream God there are much more complex and powerful than the current ones, and there is also a magical dream space. Almost all the experimental data are there. To a certain extent, Fantasy Country is a database of almost all wizards.

Augustus' adventure continued. He was not strong in his soul state. He escaped from the attacks of monsters in the Styx with difficulty. Relying on the protection of the twenty-one trials, he finally arrived at the top of Forget Mountain.

An ancient spindle was floating there. Augustus held the spindle tightly and instantly felt countless people talking, as if they saw countless silk threads, and then countless pictures. For a moment, the headache was split and he fell into a coma.

When he woke up again, he saw a blurry figure, gently stroked the top of his head, and heard faintly: "My son, I will give you the power to defeat evil, with the spindle of fate, it will help you win. Remember to wait for you to wake up, don't look back when you leave the underworld, don't look back!"

Huhu, Augustus suddenly opened his eyes and sat up. He lay on the edge of the Styx, and Wangshan was not far away.

"So it's a dream!"

He raised his hand, but found a spindle in his hand. When he recalled what he heard, his face changed drastically, and he turned around and ran away. A series of footsteps sounded from behind, becoming more and more anxious. Augustus was sweating behind his back, but he did not dare to turn around and ran forward with all his heart.

He felt something under his feet grabbing him, and he didn't care. He broke free and continued to escape. At this moment, he suddenly heard the voice of his servant Taren, and seemed to be shouting for help behind him. Augustus didn't care and continued to run away.

He finally gradually approached the gate of life and death. Seeing his body, he heard countless voices along the way, but none of them shook his determination. At this moment, he heard his mother's sobs, and turned around by chance. It turned out to be his mother.

At this moment, he forgot the warning in his dream and walked forward.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that his feet had roots and could no longer walk. The "mother" also stood up, rotting all over, and directly threw him to the ground and chewed him.

Augustus struggled hard, but was unable to break free. More and more rotten corpses approached, and gradually his eyes became dark and he lost consciousness.

"ah!"

He woke up again, but found himself standing in the crack of the gate of the underworld. In front of him was a group of rotten corpses gathered together to eat, and he was holding a quaint spindle in his hand. Augustus retreated back and the door creaked, but the sound of eating in it was chilling.
Chapter completed!