Uncle Duke, who was full of ambition, died in his own home the day after he got back the sacrificial map.

It was his chief of guard who attacked.

Unfortunately, the person Duke trusts the most has always been a nail planted by others.

So, after such a turnaround, the sacrificial map specially drawn by Chu He fell into the hands of the people who should have fallen into the hands.

And Duke, the only one who has insight into the truth, was also killed by the chief of the guard, and his soul was taken away by Chu He, which completely filled the loophole.

After a lot of turmoil, just outside the mysterious town, a strange and strange altar was quickly built.

The day when the altar is built and the magic energy is induced.

The sky was torn, and the pillar of light fell from the sky.

Although it did not trigger a passage to the mysterious kingdom of gods, let alone find the coordinates.

But unexpectedly, a lot of magic energy was brought in.

Within the radius of the altar, the density of magic energy is more than ten times that of other places.

So... Naturally, more altars were erected around the perimeter.

Although the cost of building such an altar is not small, it is much smaller than the harvest.

Looking at these guys, holding pokes as if they were dying, poking out small holes in the world's already thin diaphragm one by one, Chu He felt sincerely happy.

With a large amount of magical energy, it has been channeled from other worlds.

The overlap between the worlds is also beginning to emerge.

And with the outbreak of magic energy in the mysterious city, all kinds of chaos began to emerge frequently.

The contradictions that had been accumulated internally erupted directly under this stimulus.

So... Before it could radiate outward and restore the old mountains and rivers, the civil war broke out first.

Of course... Among them, Chu He's intervention is also indispensable.

If it's a pool of stagnant water, maybe there will be a little clue left to find him along the trail.

But if it's all messed up, then even the truth... It is also impossible to explain why such a sacrificial diagram appeared, allowing the world to return to magical energy in advance, guiding the overlap and fusion between worlds.

Sergei pulled a cart of corpses towards the abandoned manor outside the city.

The strong smell of corpses made him almost faint, and the battle in the mysterious town for several days had killed a lot of people, and the coffin shop was very busy, not only had the inventory of the past two years been exhausted, but even if it was made in a hurry these days, it was still in short supply. In desperation, many unclaimed corpses and those who had no coffins to sleep on had to be dragged by horse-drawn carriages and temporarily stored in an abandoned manor outside the city.

"Hey, Boss Xie, there's business coming to you again!" someone shouted to Sergei through the door.

Sergey just pulled the car and ignored it.

Now Sergei was worried, worried that sooner or later this disaster would spread to ordinary people, thinking of this, Sergei let out a long sigh, and the two missing corners of the small rag felt hat on his pointed head shook like dog ears. But no one knew that on Sergei's chest, in a layer disguised as skin, there was a hand-drawn picture of the sacrifice.

Suddenly, a black figure appeared in front of him, blocking Sergei's path.

"Who are the dead people in the car?"

Sergei listened to this voice and cautiously lowered his head: "They are all side clansmen of some small families, and there are some wandering mysteries... ！”

The shadow seemed to have probed for a moment, and then vanished.

From beginning to end, Sergey didn't even look at the appearance of the dark shadow.

It wasn't until he confirmed that the shadow had gone away that Sergei slowly raised his head and wiped a cold sweat.

"I can't live this day!"

"Damn! This kind of deadly money, whoever wants to earn it earns it!"

Sergei felt that it was time for him to rest, and after pulling the cart, he was left alone. The black shadow that suddenly appeared like just now, he has already encountered more than a dozen waves, and he is also lucky, plus he looks honest, otherwise he is afraid that he would have died with those unlucky ghosts behind him. He saw several of his peers, because they were a little inattentive to their speech, they were taught a lesson, missing arms and legs were commonplace, and more were killed directly.

The streets of the mysterious town have become quieter.

The originally bustling city was particularly depressed.

Occasionally, a large group of people arrived, and they were all in a hurry.

Rumble!

The sound of heavy bombing knocked over a large building.

Two melee mystics with no weakness in hand are fighting together with blades.

The nearby flat-headed people flocked out, carrying the soft and running towards the distance beyond the scope of the battle.

It didn't take long for two groups of people to rush up, followed by a rush of hula and hula.

The end result was that within a radius of several hundred meters, the buildings were completely destroyed, leaving only the remains of the corpses.

Outside the city, Chu He stood high in the void, watching all this with cold eyes.

Then he patted the manta dragon under the seat and left quietly.

It is no longer a secret sacrificial map, and its manuscript has long been scattered in all directions with many people who have escaped from this chaotic city.

Next, there is no need for the Chu River to push, soon... In this world, there will be more altars.

At that point, the return of the spirit tide will become even faster.

"It's just... I'm all like this, the gods, aren't they interfering?"

"If the imperial capital is just an accident, then the mysterious town doesn't care... That's for another purpose. Thinking of this, Chu He's eyes gradually became gloomy.

His movements grew bigger and bigger each time.

Although there is a nice finish every time.

But according to the normal process, the other party also has to give some reaction.

Even if it is the most violent, it will directly cause turmoil and lead to variables, and forcibly wipe it out to the homeopathy... That makes sense, too.

But... This pattern of no change, as if the whole world was left to fend for itself, made Chu He unable to see clearly.

This is Chu He's most difficult opponent to deal with.

Because no matter how the opponent makes a move, as long as there is a move, Chu He can think of a way to crack it.

"I'm afraid... There are no tricks to win, there are tricks! I didn't respond two times in a row, and I was almost nervous... Chu He adjusted his mood.

His ability to work under pressure is still very strong.

Any speculation will not be made until it is confirmed.

You can't scare yourself to death!

Time has passed, and the riot in the mysterious town has been happening for two months.

The mysterious, enormous altar that can induce huge magical energy has blossomed all over the world, on a large scale.

Massive amounts of demonic energy are surging, enriching this dry world.

And the resurgence of the mystic is already unstoppable.

Many amazing and brilliant people have also emerged in this trend.

In just two months, a world that has not had a legend for hundreds of years has already seen several legends.

There are even rumors... There are some powerful mysteries who have been hidden, who have condensed divinity, formed the core rules of their own new rule body, and become demigods.

Whether it is true or not, no one can verify it yet.

However, Chu He did become a demigod.

And his core rules, the part that constitutes divinity, are... Chaos.

If Chu He becomes a god, then he can be called the only god of chaos in this world.