sorcerer immortal

The world of death is entangled by the power of the Styx, and no existence under the gods can pass through it.

Therefore, apart from the high gods, any living beings who want to go to the kingdom of the god of death, before going to the gate of the world, need the assistance of the death priest.

During this period of time, the priests belonging to the god of death drove boats in the Styx River and shuttled continuously in the Styx River, forming a unique scenery.

"help me!"

Looking at the big ship coming from the situation, souls screamed one by one, calling for help to the messenger of the God of Death.

However, the priest of the God of Death was indifferent to this. Under the mask, a pair of indifferent eyes just watched.

On the big ship, powerful men from the material world and the abyss world looked sideways.

To be able to go to the world of death and participate in this feast of conquering the world of natural disasters, these people are not weak in strength, and each of them is above the legend.

But even if they are existences like them, when they see this moment in front of them, they can't help but feel a kind of palpitation in their hearts, and a strange feeling arises.

No one can avoid the end of death except the gods on high.

The scene in front of me is someone else today, but in the future, it might not be them.

"I am a believer in God, the messenger of death, please save me!"

A voice came from the front and sounded around.

The messenger of the God of Death raised his head slightly and looked into the distance.

There, a soul entwined with golden radiance stood in the river Styx. From the looks of it, it should be a believer of a certain god.

However, although he is a believer of a god, this believer is obviously not very pious. Although there is a golden light entangled in his soul, it is extremely weak, and it cannot be compared with a true pious believer.

Looking at the soul in front of him, the messenger of the god of death just looked up, and with a little force on his hand, he pushed the soul out and pushed it to another channel.

After the opening of the underworld, in order to take care of the believers of the gods, each god has its own channel to take care of its own believers.

Therefore, different waterways are filled with different sources of souls.

The soul in front of him may not be pulled away by other channels because his own line of belief is too shallow.

After sending away a fish that slipped through the net, the big boat in front of him continued to move forward, slowly sailing towards the outside world.

At this moment, many people have already ushered in the center of the dead world.

"Start?"

Standing in front of the golden gate of the world, the God of Death looked calm, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the other gods standing around, and spoke softly.

Before they knew it, they had been standing in front of the gate of the world for five full years.

For five years, they have been waiting for the assembly of their own power and the response from the natural disaster world.

"Our believers have already built an altar in that world. Although it is not enough to put our body into it, if it is just an incarnation, there should be no problem."

Standing beside the God of Death, Maer sensed it, and finally spoke like this.

In the past 300 years, apart from their own preparations, the gods are also infiltrating into the world of natural disasters.

If you want to go to the world of natural disasters, it is not enough to have the gate of the world, you also need to build a gate to the world in the world of natural disasters.

The world gates were established in the two worlds at the same time, so that the gods could be sent in and truly entered the world of natural disasters.

In order to achieve this goal, the gods need to put their own power into it and infiltrate the world of natural disasters.

After 300 years, under the joint efforts of the gods, some results have been achieved.

In the world of natural disasters, some sporadic altars have already been built. Although it is not enough to directly transmit the real bodies of the gods, if only one incarnation enters, there is no problem.

"Now that you're ready, let's get started."

Standing in place, looking at the surrounding gods, the God of Death nodded slightly, then closed his eyes silently.

Then, in an instant, a vague aura emanated from him, and quickly reflected to the outside world through a certain unique connection.

Far away, in the world of natural disasters.

In the huge world of natural disasters, at the outermost level, a sacrifice is being held.

"Great god of death, please come and spread your brilliance in this world..."

Waves of prayers kept ringing.

In a barren area, many believers of the God of Death wearing black robes and masks, who looked like cult believers at a glance, were holding sacrifices and praying to the God of Death in the dark.

With the continuous sound of prayers, the altar in front of him was slowly glowing in the fanatical eyes of many believers.

A mysterious and unique imprint appeared on the altar in front of him. Among them, there seemed to be a pair of majestic and boundless eyes looking towards this place, revealing an indescribable stalwart power.

"My lord! The god of death has come!"

Fanatic voices sounded here, and then a vision began to appear in the surrounding world.

In the surrounding world, with bursts of death power flickering, a vision suddenly appeared in midair.

A dark golden sun floated above the sky, exuding a terrifying source of death, standing there at this moment, clearly seen by everyone.

The boundless source of death enveloped the four directions, drawing the power of death from all directions, and suddenly seemed to turn this world into a world of death.

Horror boundless!

An indescribable power is coming, and this moment is just here and there flickering.

On the earth, countless people raised their heads to look at the sky, and found that the entire sky had changed color.

The aura of law in the whole world began to change, as if influenced by that unknown existence, it began to change spontaneously.

And around the world, this change is still going on.

The incarnations of the gods descended one after another, and began to change the world continuously, bursts of noise erupted around, affecting the surrounding world.

The whole world has been changed by it.

The power of the gods filled it, and that majestic power was felt by everyone in the world.

"What the hell is that?"

"Could it really be the arrival of ancient gods and demons?"

At this moment, in this world, there are bursts of exclamations everywhere.