People Are in the Kingdom of God, and They Have Just Taken Place in the Adult Room Chapter 355

It's getting foggy!

The moment Ning Xiuyuan put on the double crown, a pale mist suddenly permeated the hunter's hut.

The fog grew thicker and whiter, and finally drowned him completely.

The world seems to return to the original chaos!

In the white chaos, the sea of ​​fog rolled up, and a path of sheep's intestines swayed in front of Ning Xiuyuan.

At this point, the hunter's hut had long since disappeared.

He seemed to be swept into a forest by the chaotic white mist, and in front of him was a faint hunter's path, surrounded by ancient shrubs and trees that grew recklessly.

"Whoo-"

Ning Xiuyuan took a slight breath and walked along the sheep intestines path.

Wild hunting is rippling at this moment.

In the long river of time, he tried to leave the small intestine, but in exchange, he disappeared.

The forest is dense and the trails meander.

As they walked, loathsome sneers and murmurs could be heard faintly in the woods.

"Look, someone is trying to find the traces of the gods again."

"Still a human!"

"The poor Twolegs will eventually get lost in Kadath."

"No, no, he may not even be able to walk over Hatig Korra."

Those whispers made Ning Xiuyuan think of a human-faced mouse.

But he knew that the owner of that sarcastic mouth was not the human-faced mouse, but the enchanting mouse of the enchanting forest in the dreamland!

—A group of dirty rats who roam all over the dreamland and like to eavesdrop on secrets and share them.

There was no wave in his heart, and he continued to move forward.

Gradually, the fog became thicker and thicker, and finally covered his path.

Ning Xiu's vision simply stopped.

After an unknown amount of time, the fog rolled up in front of his eyes again, revealing a dark cave.

Ning Xiu immediately raised his footsteps.

After that, he seemed to travel thousands of miles a day, walking in many treacherous places in the fantasy world.

Foul-smelling caves, pale and cold plateaus, dreamy canyons, claustrophobic lakes, and grotesque roars of stone towns.

Ning Xiuyuan walked silently, neither in a hurry nor in a hurry, nor in a hurry.

In the long river of time, he has experienced countless treacherous things.

The taunting of the Charming Rat, the roaring of the ghoul, the attack of the purple spider, the teasing of the demon, the stalking of the night-gaunt...

In the end, Bai Wu sent him to the foot of a dwarf peak in a new round of Yunjuan Yunshu.

Barren stones and withered weeds speak of the desolation here.

Ning Xiuyuan was expressionless, and continued to move along the visible scenery, browsing the Hatig Kola Mountain, the former residence of the gods of dreams.

After walking to the top of the mountain, the white fog suddenly thickened, as if flying into the dreamy sky, and if it fell into the deep abyss.

Amidst the gust of wind whistling in the ears, the white mist suddenly dissipated.

A majestic and ancient castle covered with moss appeared in front of Ning Xiuyuan.

"The residence of the fantasy gods - the onyx fortress!"

Ning Xiuyuan stood firm, raised his head and looked at the visually infinite building in front of him, sighing in his heart the weirdness of the dream.

He took a breath and raised his hand to open the castle gate.

The giant pillar looming and reaching the sky stands in front of it, as if supporting a palace of gods far beyond the imagination of mortals.

Delirium of nothingness came from the sky.

In this grotesque raving, mingled with the odious and monotonous beat of drums and blasphemous flutes, it was as if the terror lurking in the darkness tainted the soul of the crowned man.

Ning Xiuyuan stood in front of the castle, pondered for a while, and took a step.

He passed through these ancient and terrifying giant pillars and came to the depths of the palace of the gods. At the end of the pillars, deep in the hall, Ning Xiuyuan saw the throne.

Countless gods!

A towering and majestic seat of God surrounds the hall, densely layered.

These gods have different shapes, and some of them are not even the images of "seats" in human knowledge.

Most of these shrines are in a blank state, and there are only a dozen or so seats, sitting on the fantasy gods of different shapes.

"Say your name?"

On Ning Xiuyuan's left seat, a young human male with a sparkling flame wrapped around his waist leaned on a high-back chair and looked down at Ning Xiuyuan.

—He is the Lord of Flames, Karakal.

"Blessed by the Dawn God, Arthurs."

"Arthur is Arthur, what kind of Dawn Blessed? Here, the gods of dreams are the only gods!"

The Lord of Flames, Karakal, leaned out and snarled angrily. The raging flames spurted out of him, almost engulfing the surrounding blank pedestal.

The blazing heat even cooked Ning Xiuyuan standing in the hall!

"Arthur, tell me, what is the purpose of your coming?"

The flame Lord Karakal roared, and a reptile lying on a dead wood pedestal opened its mouth. It was a squeaking and strange cry, and only Ning Xiuyuan, who mastered the power of the tyrant, could ignore the racial barriers.

—This is the Ambush Hag'ag Leonis.

"It is rumored that if you wear the double crown, you can be crowned as a god. Naturally, I came here for the imaginary gods!"

Ning Xiuyuan glanced at the Lord of Flame and solemnly answered the question of the ambush.

"Coronation as a god?"

The ambusher's voice became sharp, with a hint of banter.

"Hahaha... A sad and ugly human being who wants to become a god?" The Lord of Flame laughed.

"Puchi...Tell me, where did you hear this rumor?"

Another male human spirit with white light shining all over his body suppressed a smile and asked Xiang Ning Xiuyuan.

He is the **** of truth, Ariel.

"Mysticism knowledge, is there a problem?"

Ning Xiu was neither humble nor arrogant.

"Occult knowledge? Puchi...hahaha...do you dare to believe the words of some demented and crazy magicians?"

The God of Truth did not respond to Ning Xiuyuan, and the one who laughed out loud was the God of Sarnas, Loben.

"What a pathetic mortal!"

"A greedy and filthy soul is also qualified to encroach on the Dream Throne? Dream!"

"Hee hee, poor little reptile, let me tell you, this is just a game of gods! I really thought that all this was like a novel. Can you be a god?"

On the densely packed pedestal, more than a dozen gods of illusions laughed and joked.

That chattering and debunking the truth is enough to fall into the hearts of most people who step into it.

Ning Xiuyuan's face was calm, and he pointed to the blank pedestal around him and asked:

"These gods are all unowned thrones?"

The laughter stopped abruptly!

Frightened expressions even appeared on the faces of very few fantasy gods.

Ning Xiu had a vision and looked around the countless empty seats around him. He randomly chose a seat that went right to his eyes, and walked away with his feet raised.

"You dare?!"

"roll!"

"Dirty mortals dare to touch the throne!"

The fantasy gods were furious, and all kinds of power poured out.

It was a fiery flame;

dazzling white awn;

roaring lion;

And fungus crawling all over the ground.

All kinds of indescribable forces stirred up the color that tarnished the vision and rushed towards Ning Xiuyuan.

In the face of this turbulent tide of power, Ning Xiuyuan sneered and sneered.

The power from Krasin, the voice of Cthulhu, the old ruler, rose up recklessly, twisting the rolling torrent that was blowing in the face.

In the ocean of fantasy that submerged it, build a bridge to the throne of God.

In the eyes of the fantasy gods, Ning Xiuyuan was like the son of the sea god, who passed through the tide of power and successfully sat on the fantasy seat.

The hall fell silent.

As if the gods had never experienced such a scene, they were stunned.

"God seat!"

"Ugly mortal, actually sat on the throne!"

"Is he trying to be equal to us?"

The dream gods screamed in disbelief!

Yelling, shouting, and a strange mockery suddenly mingled in his voice.

"How does it feel? Arthur, do you ever feel like you've become an omnipotent god? A **** who rules over the dream world?"

A voice full of teasing, eager to ask.

It is Karakal, Lord of Flames!

"Hahaha...Poor mortal, who thought that if you sit on the Dream Throne, you can become the master and **** of the Dreamland? Stop dreaming!"

"Look, he is wearing a double crown solemnly, and he still refuses to take it down."

"Greed and stupid human beings!"

"It's boring! It's boring! It's boring! Why did you expose it? We should accompany him to perform for a while."

"Ah, it's been too long since I visited here, I'm going to forget the original arrangement."

A group of so-called gods who are immortal and immortal, trapped in the cage of illusions for eternity, madly and viciously sneering, joking, and laughing wildly.

It seems that he wants to get back his poor dignity from this fooling!

"Oh, my poor man, the game of the gods is over long ago. Over the years, these gods have already had masters."

"It's just that they all left here and settled in Sunset City."

The Queen of the Night, Lilith, who was leaning lazily on the soft couch, twisted her graceful body, comforting Ning Xiuyuan.

"Don't be sad, my little man, come to my sister's arms, let my sister stroke your black hair and admire your black eyes."

"Although you can't be the **** of dreams, you can be the father of gods! Come on, come here, you can have the most wonderful goddess in the dream world, and I can let you enjoy the most extreme joy in this world."

Ariel, the **** of truth, heard the words and laughed strangely: "Promise him quickly, Arthur, it is very wonderful not to be able to sit on the throne of fantasy, and to sit on the goddess of the night!"

"Hahaha…"

Excited and mocking laughter echoed in the hall, covering up the sound of the flute and drums from the deep space of the giant column.

"hehe!"

A light laughter that did not belong to the gods of dreams came.

The gods were interrupted by sneering laughter.

The eyes of the gods looked at him with a hint of doubt, only to see Arthur smiling, and there was a hint of pity in the eyes of everyone looking around.

"Why are you laughing?"

"I'm laughing at your stupid and ignorant!!"

Ning Xiuyuan leaned on the throne with a sarcastic expression.

"you-"

"presumptuous!"

"Despicable humans, dare to tease the gods?"

The fantasy gods were furious, and the wanton power of fantasy spewed out, transforming into various abominable forms, and pounced on Ning Xiuyuan, who was sitting on the throne.

It was a lonely and dazzling pale light;

It was a giant slimy polyp that roamed the dark shadows;

It was the slap of countless birds who could not see the bat membrane!

From a distance, the temple is like a volcanic eruption, vowing to smash Ning Xiuyuan on the throne of this temple!

"Others!"

A noun with indistinguishable meaning suddenly came from Ning Xiuyuan's mouth.

In just one syllable, all the roaring and unbridled power, like black snow on fire, melts, drips, and dissolves in darkness.

"You... how could you..."

The dream gods were stunned.

At this moment, the fear that seemed to come from the depths of their hearts terrified them.

Even panicked and fled the throne.

Trying to escape into endless fantasy.

However, at this moment, above the giant pillar standing in the main hall, an unimaginable terrifying shackle suddenly came, shackled the people in the hall.

Outside that orderly universe, in the deep space and time that no dream can reach, in the center of the universe, the great demon monarch who is madly biting himself, the blind and ignorant god, surrounded by countless gods in the unimaginable dark hall All around, frenzied echoes of bot drums and monotonous whines of odious flutes.

Suddenly, an invisible flute player heard the call.

He is still playing, but his spirituality is integrated into the song of the siren played by the night and the stars, passing through the outer abyss of the universe, escaping into a dreamland, and descending on the Kardas Onyx Fortress!

"A group of gods who are lazy, sleepy and greedy for enjoyment, actually leave their thrones to the spiders of Zhiwang?"

That voice, even more ethereal than Zatoguya, the **** of toads, rippled down from the sky above the giant pillar.

Startled, the dream gods crawl to the ground, trembling all over!

"The real one who calls me, tell me, your name?"

"Arthur!"

"I will grant you the Dream Crown, the power to rule over the dream..."

"No!"

A scream suddenly interrupted the coronation in the void.

I saw Ariel, the God of Truth, raised his head tremblingly and screamed: "The Origin of Illusion has already been divided up, and there is no... no place for him!"

"Di-"

A monotonous flute sound that surpassed the audio-visual limits of the gods, like a solid substance that surpassed everything in the world, suddenly fell from the sky!

"boom!"

The screaming **** of truth Ariel suddenly turned into a puddle of mud.

"Boom..."

I saw that behind the densely empty shrine, a huge fantasy shrine rose from the ground.

Ning Xiuyuan's figure drifted over uncontrollably.

The moment he sat on the Dream Throne, his skin was dissolved, his muscles were peeled off, his bones were thrown into ashes, and he died in an instant!

The extreme pain didn't even have time to reverberate in Ning Xiuyuan's consciousness.

The next moment, a pale light flickered on the Dream Throne, and Ning Xiuyuan reappeared from the white light. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"Arthurs, I, Others, in the name of the **** Azathoth, order you to destroy the Sunset City!"

The ethereal voice came from the sky that the giant pillars could not reach.

Then the terrible shackles gradually dissipated.

—The flutist Others, who surrounded Azathoth, left Kadath.

The temple also gradually returned to quiet.

The dream gods stood up tremblingly, looking at Ning Xiuyuan, full of disbelief!

Ning Xiuyuan sat on the throne, ignoring the astonished gazes of the gods, raised his hand, and the [High-level Trait: Undead Warlock] condensed around the corpse of Ariel, the God of Truth, floated over.

"Stop, that's my Origin Quality!"

On the throne of the **** of truth, Ariel, the **** of truth who had just been reborn from the source, screamed.

Chapter end