To the north of the country of Hebei, in a certain area.
This area is full of ruins, all of which are the shape of collapsed buildings. They are all no more than half a person tall. The area is so large that one can imagine that this place must have been full of buildings before, and it must have been a prosperous place.
But now, the prosperous place has turned into ruins, and when the wind blows, it stirs up countless floating soil and blows on the walls.
Apart from the ruins, which were no more than half a person tall, there were only walls standing among the ruins. The walls were taller and shorter, but the shortest one was at least three meters high.
Some of the walls are covered with moss, some are full of wind erosion, and some are mottled, but layers of wall skin fall off when the wind blows.
The walls full of ancient atmosphere, without exception, have a strange sense of decay. Looking from a distance, these walls are full of blue and black, and even the ruins are infected with darkness, like a demonic realm.
The tallest wall is even like a heavenly gate, connecting the upper and lower heavens and the earth, and is a simple and simple place.
And on every wall, there is a humanoid figure wearing a robe, with a twisted body like a twist, praying silently there.
In the wall that looked like a heavenly gate, there was a huge twisted human figure, kneeling on its knees, its spiral arms stretching upwards, and groaning.
This low voice seems to be entering people's heads, and all living things are struggling with it all the time until it is infected with their unique thoughts.
And not far away, among the ruins without walls, a similarly twisted human figure walked slowly. Every step this thing took, he knelt down and prayed until he entered the ruins, and then he knelt down completely, like The huge twisted humanoid shape had its arms spread out and it seemed to be calling something in a low voice.
The ruins in front of him became hazy with the low voice calling, and in the haze, a wall rose up from the ruins.
The wall was originally made of the same material as the ruins, but as it rose higher, it gradually turned into a blue-black color, dyeing the surrounding scenery.
Although it is worshiping the wall, the core point is to use the color of the wall to dye the surroundings and turn everything into one color.
This is Ranzong.
One of the evil ways in the world.
Committed to dyeing the surrounding things with color to complete the meaning of inversion, thereby inverting all living beings.
The appearance of the newly ascended wall also caused a glimmer of light to shine through the exposed pupils in the twisted human-shaped mask, showing a look of satisfaction.
Everyone in Ranzong has a wall, and this wall is the true meaning of their prayers to Fallen Lord. The higher the wall, the deeper the connection with Fallen Lord.
The new disciples of Ranzong are all proud of the highest wall and take it as their goal.
That is the height that their Ran Sect disciples should reach.
Now, this apparently new disciple has begun to have a wall of his own. As long as the wall reaches ten meters high, he can travel with the wall to spread the glory of the Fallen King to the outside world.
He knew that in the southern country of Ji, a senior had already passed away, and the news that came from him was very exciting.
The monks in that country, those who had been corrupted by the four evil gods, had been driven away under the light of the Fallen Lord, and those who remained had begun to accept the meaning of inversion, thus escaping from the clutches of the evil gods and those who had been corrupted. The control of the corrupted and fallen!
He can do such things in the future!
He can break away from this corrupt world and complete the path of transcendence like his predecessors, as long as this wall is raised.
The twisted human figure wearing a mask looked at the wall that was gradually rising, showing excitement. The wall was now at the same height as him, but after reaching this height, the wall suddenly stopped moving.
The twisted human form showing excitement didn't realize it at first, thinking it was just a moment of stagnation. The walls of the disciples of Ranzong who were connected to the Fallen Lord were at least three meters high. This was the lowest limit, and there was nothing lower than this.
If it is lower than this height, it means they are not qualified enough to raise a wall for themselves.
And he was appointed by the sect master. How could someone who is qualified to raise the wall be less than three meters tall?
But not long after, he realized something was wrong.
This wall just won't rise.
If it pauses for a moment, it is normal, but this pause is too long.
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If he read it correctly.
The wall that was as high as him actually began to fall off at this moment. It was not the wall skin that fell off, but the entire wall began to fall down. The bricks fell down one by one, turning into shadows and fading into the space.
boom!
The falling bricks seemed to have a chain reaction. The wall collapsed quickly, and the spirally twisted mask peeled off the man's face, revealing a face of shock and fear.
"No!! My wall, my connection to the Fallen Lord! I sincerely believe in the Fallen Lord! I am here to spread the glory of the Fallen Lord, why don't you acknowledge me, why!!" The man's body trembled and he screamed miserably. .
He could feel that his connection with the Fallen Lord had actually disappeared.
That part was enough to transform him and make him realize that the power in the world that needed to be saved completely dissipated, leaving no trace behind.
With six minds and no master, this man subconsciously looked at the highest wall. He did not dare to scream. If the sect master found that his wall had disappeared, he would be the one who died.
Death doesn't matter, but if the sect leader doubts his belief and loyalty to the Fallen Lord, that would be really scary.
He is absolutely loyal to the Fallen Lord!
boom! !
But as soon as he looked over, his pupils shrank to pinpoints, and all the city walls he saw collapsed, and the moment they fell, they turned into phantoms and disappeared.
"What's going on! No! Don't!"
From the highest city wall, the panicked voice of the sect master rang out. This was the first time he heard the sect leader being so panicked.
Because the city wall is also collapsing. Because it is too tall, when the wall falls, the bricks are like rain, densely filling the sky.
But before it fell completely, the wall dissipated, as if it was some kind of dirt that was wiped away with a rag.
"Fallen Lord! Fallen Lord! Why don't you want us? Why?!"
In the heaven and earth, the panicked cry of the sect leader rang out.
The tallest twisted figure looked like a child who had lost something precious. He was kneeling on the ground and grabbing at random with his hands, as if he wanted to rebuild the wall.
But this was obviously impossible. No matter how much he screamed, the fallen king, who had always responded to his prayers before, was as dead as if he was dead, motionless.
"Sect Master, how can he be the fallen king?"
A Ran Sect disciple flew over and looked up at the giant sect leader.
boom!
But before he finished speaking, a flash of green and black color dyed his body, quickly erasing him.
"The Fallen Lord has not disappeared! What I can sense is that He has not disappeared. He just no longer has any contact with you. Our pursuit of transcendence is also your guidance. Fallen Lord, are you going to give up on us!"
(End of chapter)
