Mysterious country

Chapter 1562 Once God
After the masked man finished speaking, he laughed again.

The witch god did not expect that the man in the mask planned to completely merge the space on the top of the tower. There is no doubt that this plan can be described as crazy.

Because there is not only him on the top of the tower, but also the heads of ghosts and gods, and even the guy hidden at the top.

Of course, what surprised him the most was that the masked man was able to find someone who had almost the same aura as him, as an avatar to deceive others.

This kind of ability, even the current gods are afraid that they can't do it at all.

"If you can fuse, then try it!
I will never let you succeed! "

After a short period of panic, the witch god regained his previous composure, because he would not be frightened by anyone.

"I really like seeing how you struggle.

No, no, to be precise, it is the appearance of you all struggling desperately but still unable to recover in the end. "

If you look at the man in the mask at this time, you will find that half of the man in the mask has disappeared.

His lower limbs completely turned into liquid connected to the mud below, and his whole body seemed to be floating on it.

"Soul Divine Light!"

The witch god has now lost control of space, and is completely unable to use even the slightest power of space.

So now he can only simply attack with his soul to hinder the man in the mask, so as to find a chance to break through the predicament.

It's just that the moment his soul light appeared, it was immediately corroded by the black liquid falling from above.

Looking at the man in the mask, his whole body has completely melted, and he is sinking into the mud below little by little.

"Damn! What the hell is this!"

If the witch god could keep calm before, then at this moment, he has no way to keep himself calm.

Because after losing control of the space, all he can rely on is soul attack, but right now, his soul attack is completely useless.

The man in the mask didn't confront him head-on at all, he clearly chose to avoid him, and relied on his ability to nibble away at the space on the top of the tower until he was integrated into his body.

The space on the top of the tower is shrinking extremely fast, as the masked man said before, it seems to be attracted by something, and it is constantly squeezed.

The witch god never dreamed that the masked man's ability was so powerful that he could even melt space into his body.

Obviously, it has reached the extreme of integration.

He became like an ant on a hot pot, although he was extremely anxious to get out of the predicament, but everywhere, no matter how he looked, no matter where he went, it seemed like a dead end leading to death.

"No!"

The witch god roared full of grief and resentment, he must not die here.

He hid everywhere and endured for a long time before finally waiting for this day.

For so many years, the driving force that has supported him to keep climbing and to keep surviving is revenge.

As for whether he can regain everything that belongs to him, it is not important in the current situation.

However, the guy who made him a bereaved dog, who made him lose even his only identity, had to pay the price for it.

It can be said that human beings can have the ability to contend with ghosts, and all kinds of laws in the world can be perfected, all because of his credit.

Back then, he was the one who separated thousands of clones, kept throwing himself into the past, and made all kinds of attempts desperately.

Under the shroud of loneliness, I watched one clone after another go to death.

After waiting for so long, a clone that could save him finally appeared, a clone that could make him get rid of everything and change everything, but that clone actually swallowed him up and replaced him.

He was originally the real Xiao Mo, but in the end he ended up in a situation where his identity no longer existed.

Fortunately, he escaped a ray of distraction at that time, and this is how the current witch god and the hatred-filled him are now.

Falling from the position of God, watching the great changes in this world, watching the world that should have become stronger in his own hands, but instead, it continued to decline.

He gained freedom, but after falling from the position of God, he lost control over the rules of the world.

He has no way to use the rules to recall those friends who have left him, and he has no way to use the rules to return to the world he is familiar with.

Freedom is obtained, but what he loses is everything except freedom.

An insignificant avatar, a pawn that should have been held in his hands, became a god in this world, the real Xiao Mo.

But he, the original master, was deprived of everything, and even in order not to be noticed by him, he had to hide as much as possible.

No one can bear what he has to face every day.

Because he has no way to face himself.

There is no way to let myself forget everything and live like an ordinary person.

In the beginning, the master of this world was a consciousness called Gaia.

Facing the invasion of another world, Gaia has nothing to do and can only be beaten passively.

When he went through all kinds of dangers and finally came into contact with the truth of this world, and finally had the possibility to change this status quo.

Gaia pissed him off.

Gaia didn't want to give up her control over the world, so she crazily counterattacked him.

They ended up fighting to the detriment of both, and he lost his freedom in the process.

And only gained partial control over the world.

For the next long time, he kept fighting with Gaia, but he was still unable to win.

Until he began to plan to divide his consciousness into countless parts and throw them into the past time and space, making those parts become the seeds to save him and the final attack to destroy Gaia.

However, the fullness of the plan was exchanged for the cruelty of reality.

He failed again and again, and returned without success again and again. For a long time, he even gave up, thinking that he was impossible to succeed.

Until the appearance of a clone that changed the rules, he rekindled his hope of getting out of trouble.

In order to protect this seed of hope, he did not hesitate to consume himself, overdraw everything, and pave the way for it step by step, just to wait for him to come to him.

But when he was full of hope and finally welcomed the other party, what he got in exchange was a result that made him extremely desperate.

Although Gaia was destroyed, he was also devoured at the same time, from the main body to a strand of soul without identity.

And what made him most unacceptable was that by the time he regained freedom with this strand of soul, those people he knew had already been wiped out by the cruel laws of the world.

There is no one of his relatives in the world, no more familiar face to him.

After waiting for so long and paying so much, what I got in the end was a result countless times more desperate than despair.

If it wasn't for this strong hatred supporting him, he would have chosen to end it early.

However, at this moment, the nightmare seemed to be happening again.

He prepared for a long time and waited for this opportunity of revenge, but he was about to fall at the last and most critical step.

Why do this to him?

And why should you treat him like this?

"I haven't taken revenge yet, I haven't let all your fantasies come to nothing, I will definitely not die like this!"

The witch god pointed at the sky that had been continuously melted by the black liquid, roaring ferociously.

The next moment, all the blood vessels in his body burst suddenly, and he turned into a blood man. His gray eyes were already filled with dense red bloodshot eyes.

"Ghost Emperor's Cemetery!"

(End of this chapter)