Sea of ​​Chaos and Suffering.

It is the unified name for the environment in which the various intelligent races struggling to survive in the ruins of this supercontinent are called.

Although these survivors have never enjoyed a day of good life since they were born.

But it does not affect them from learning about the beauty and greatness of their own race in the past through the projection stones and various inherited wonders left by their ancient ancestors!

I don’t know when it started, but various myths and legends began to spread among the survivors.

The versions are different due to the circulation, but the consciousness is the same. That is the reason why the hometown turned into a sea of ​​chaos and misery, because the gods worshiped by various tribes left this continent.

As long as you pray sincerely and sincerely repent for the mistakes of your ancestors, one day the gods will return, make the sea of ​​chaos and suffering disappear, and restore the glory of all races in ancient times.

Therefore, in addition to surviving, the most important thing for the intelligent races struggling to survive in this supercontinent with a harsh environment and full of dangers is to pray to the gods.

Searching for food and praying have become the daily routine of almost all creatures on this continent.

When a wizard who claimed to be an ancient citizen contacted Xiao Yu's spiritual consciousness.

In a grand canyon 100,000 kilometers away from this ruins.

A thin, bald man with sinister eyebrows and sly eyes was greedily staring at a black crystal placed one meter away in a cave in the canyon.

This crystal was accidentally obtained by this man when he was looking for food. He immediately felt the extraordinary power of this black crystal and immediately left the tribe, studying this crystal alone day and night.

Now, his research was finally successful, and he heard the call coming from the black crystal.

The voice was weak, but it was definitely a voice coming from the sea of ​​chaos and misery.

The man cried immediately, believing that this must be the voice from the gods.

Moreover, it is different from the experience of the old people in the past.

This time, he heard all kinds of mysterious knowledge contained in the voice.

This knowledge is not found in tribal inheritance.

"Gods, gods have appeared!"

The man knelt down and kept kowtowing. Soon his scalp was damaged and drops of black blood flowed from his forehead.

This blood is extremely smelly, and if a drop falls on the soil of the cave, it will corrode the ground and emit a foul-smelling black gas.

In the hazy black air, several wailing human faces could be vaguely seen.

The bald man was completely unaware of this, apparently thinking that his blood looked like this was very normal.

I carefully packed away the black crystal.

The bald man stretched out his head and looked around to see that there were no predators from other tribes around. He immediately ran out in small steps and disappeared without a trace after making a series of ripples in the dark canyon.

Tens of minutes later.

In the sewers of a ruined city.

The bald man returned to his tribe's headquarters.

The city's sewers are very spacious, with the widest point reaching one hundred meters.

The walls of the sewer and the ground are covered with a cyan alloy.

This cyan alloy emits a faint light and is the only light source here. Although it is weak, it is enough for these struggling survivors to see their surroundings clearly.

Of course, it doesn't matter even if you can't see clearly. In this chaotic sea of ​​suffering, all races have powerful hearing and strange perception abilities.

This kind of perception means that even if you are blind, there will be no impact.

The bald man walked quickly into the depths and immediately saw several equally skinny children running towards him.

Only one of these children looks healthy.

At least there are only a few finger-sized bluish-black sarcomas on my back.

Several other children had sarcomas the size of a child's fist in different parts of their body.

There are even some sarcomas that have broken open, and strands of black blood flow out from time to time.

The bald man knows that among these children, only the healthy ones have a half chance of growing up.

The rest...99% of them will die young, right?

But even so, this is because his tribe is strong enough, and it can be replaced by the small tribes he has encountered before.

These children will be expelled to fend for themselves in the dark ruins.

There are also some crazy tribes who will use all their dead tribesmen as sacrifices.

"I found no food."

The bald man yelled, and all the children suddenly showed disappointed expressions and shrank back to the wall, leaning against it to rest.

The bald man walked quickly for another hundred meters and saw the tribesmen meditating or eating around a three-meter-high stone tablet.

The stone tablet is the core wonder of the tribe, which contains the knowledge passed down by the ancient ancestors.

This is how the bald man knew how glorious and beautiful his ancestors were.

Among the crowd, several people were eating carefully.

The food is a small monster that looks like a mouse but also has its own tumours.

When they eat, they will carefully dig out the sarcoma and eat the uncontaminated flesh and blood.

If you accidentally eat sarcoma, it will quickly grow on your body.

The more these sarcomas there are, the greater the chance of sudden death.

Plus, there's nothing combustible here, and no one uses magic to keep the food warm.

So, they are all eating raw food.

The food in the chaotic sea of ​​suffering is all kinds of weird little animals in the dark ruins.

No one knows how those weird little animals thrive in the darkness without food.

All they know is that they can't even grow up without eating these dangerous monsters.

The bald man quickly found the clan leader.

A bald man with the same sly eyebrows who was no more than two years older than him.

After confirming that the black crystal the bald man took out was real and that the call could indeed be heard.

The patriarch immediately stood up and started shouting excitedly.

Soon, more than 70 people from the entire clan, including children, gathered near the stone monument. They listened to the call coming from the black crystal placed on the stone monument.

All tribesmen have extremely strong senses, and their bodies may seem thin, but in fact they are no less powerful than the second-level extraordinary knights of Lilliput.

Considering that they are in their twenties at most.

It can be said that if the people of these tribes were thrown outside, everyone would be called a genius.

They listened to the call, and gradually their faces became more and more crazy.

They began to chant the name of a certain evil god and chant its prayers, and almost everyone was a fanatical believer.

There are more than seventy fanatical believers, which is comparable to tens of thousands of devout believers in the divine system.

And the soul of every fanatical believer is the most precious thing to the gods.

No evil god can resist such a temptation.

The black crystal shook a few times.

A shadow of an evil god with a bull's head and six wings on his back was projected.

This evil god, as majestic as an emperor, opened his hands and felt the scorching gazes cast by the tribesmen around him.

He laughed happily.

I was about to show off the power of the evil god and give some gifts to these fanatical believers.

Let them all become the sons of their own evil gods and dominate this place that seems to be the Lost Continent.

Suddenly.

The evil god's phantom trembled, eyes widened, and looked at the praying tribe members around him incredulously.

It wanted to escape immediately.

However.

These more than seventy fanatical beliefs are like more than seventy indestructible chains, firmly trapping this evil god.

Moreover, these beliefs are poisonous.

Just as the evil god was about to use his strength to break free, he discovered that there was an abnormality in his body. Tumors were growing inside his body, and he made strange cries that affected his spell-casting efficiency.

As an inexplicable force appeared, its body was dragged out of the space-time vortex.

"No!"

The bull-headed evil god shouted in horror.
To be continued...