"Great Goddess of Darkness, I beg you to send down your gift and save my poor child. ”

"Praise be to you, Supreme Lord of Darkness, and allow me to offer you a sacrifice in return for your generous reward. ”

"Strength, please give me strength, you humble believer needs help!"

......

Listening to the prayers that echoed in her head day and night, Miosa rubbed her brow slightly, a hint of exhaustion appeared on her beautiful and mysterious face.

Even though she had been a god for a while, she hadn't fully adapted to it, and was often annoyed by the endless sounds.

Of course, this exhaustion is not so much mental, but psychological.

After all, she has been a god for too short a time, and this world has never given birth to a real god before, so there is no experience to learn from, and everything has to be explored slowly by herself.

But it's all worth it!

In just a few months, the number of mortals praying to the Goddess of Darkness has exceeded millions, and even though some countries have explicitly forbidden the propagation of the teachings of the Dark Church in public, many people have spontaneously organized themselves and secretly spread along one transportation hub after another.

Perhaps it will not be long before the temples dedicated to false gods will lose popular support and eventually fall into decline.

But that's not the most important thing!

The most important thing is that she felt the power of the gods for the first time, and the gap between her and mortals in heaven and earth is simply indescribable.

She even secretly rejoiced that she had taken the lead in killing the original dark god before he had time to draw on the power of faith.

Otherwise, once the other party begins to influence believers on a large scale, then with just a holy sword, the result is likely to be diametrically opposite.

"Strength! I need more strength! Only if I get enough strength will I be qualified to challenge that guy......"

The newborn Dark Goddess muttered to herself as she stared at the portrait hanging on the wall.

The portrait is not depicted by anyone else, it is Zhang Cheng.

There is no doubt that in her mind, this mysterious talent who has always been firmly in control of her destiny is the biggest threat, the opponent who needs to be defeated and beaten the most.

Just as she was staring at the portrait a little distracted, she suddenly felt some kind of strong throbbing in the depths of her heart, as if a voice was calling her name.

Without any hesitation!

She immediately obeyed the direct summons, left the newly built, still very rough kingdom of the gods, and appeared directly in the depths of the earth.

Moment!

An unbelievably spectacular picture is presented in front of you!

I saw that the extremely thick roots of the tree were deeply rooted in the hot core of the earth, and the energy was continuously drawn from it, and the crimson magma around it, no matter how hot the heat was, could not hurt the roots of the tree in the slightest.

As a goddess who had seen the Chaos Tree with her own eyes, Musa suddenly realized that this was the root of the towering tree.

It has become intimately integrated with this planet, and any attack that attempts to harm the Chaos Tree will directly cause the core to be severely damaged, or even the entire planet to collapse, shattering into countless small pieces.

"Damn! that's why I've been nervous lately......! That guy has quietly usurped the authority of the entire world!" Muse cursed through gritted teeth, staring at the astonishing energy transmitted from the roots of the tree.

She couldn't believe that her plan had gone bankrupt before it even began.

What to do?

What can be done to destroy the Tree of Chaos without damaging the planet's core?

The Goddess of Darkness couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Before she could come up with any eyebrows, she suddenly heard a deep voice echoing in her ears: "Come on...... Come to me...... Can I give you an answer......"

"Who? Who are you?" said Musa as she looked around vigilantly, trying to figure out where the voice was coming from.

"Hehehehe, don't you remember me, the helpless little girl in the dream?" a deep voice let out a string of inexplicable laughter.

When Miusa heard this, her face changed drastically, and she suddenly released her amazing divine power, and shouted loudly: "In the name of the Goddess of Darkness! Don't pretend to be a ghost! Get out of here!"

"You seem to be more fragile than you seem!, you know? The weakness hidden deep inside doesn't disappear with becoming a god. Come on, wake up your dusty memories, and come to me, you know where I am. ”

As the last word blurted out, the sudden strange voice suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

"Wake up the memory?ahhhh

As if stimulated in some way, the Goddess of Darkness threw herself on her knees in the midst of her hot speech, her face full of pain.

Fortunately!

The lava was like bathwater to the gods, it didn't do any harm, and even the clothes on their bodies weren't ignited.

I don't know how long it was, maybe hours, maybe days......

When Miusa stood up again, there was a strange sparkle in her eyes, and she muttered to herself, "I see! It was not a simple dream at all, but a forgotten memory, a mortal nature from me that had not yet been abandoned." Now, I know where you are. ”

Next Second......

She walked straight through the thick crust of the earth, appeared out of thin air on the crown of the Chaos Tree, pursed the corners of her mouth and said to the only fruit hanging from the branches, "It's you! You weaved that dream when I became a god!"

"Ahh How does it feel to get rid of the weak and humble self you used to be?" asked Alens, who had become a fruit, with a smirk in his face.

"It's terrible! Because you've snooped into the depths of my heart without me being aware of it. Tell me, what are you, and why do you have such powerful psychic powers?" the dark goddess's face was a little gloomy.

She was conceited, but she never dreamed that she would unconsciously expose the secret that had been hidden in her heart, and the object of exposure was such a strange fruit.

"Hahahaha! Who am I? As you can see, I am the fruit of this Tree of Chaos, one of the greatest creations of my master! In a way, I represent the will of the planet itself. Allens laughed and told part of the truth.

As for the other part, even he himself was kept in the dark, and only Zhang Cheng, who was hiding behind the scenes and planning everything, knew about it, and would never tell anyone.