Carocaris has no time to care about the killer j, and the new enterprising rules of the whole world have just been out of His control.

Then the world was in flames.

Karokalis's mud-like body dispersed, transformed into countless microorganisms and merged into the world, competing with Negri for control of the world, but found that the world became stranger.

Everything is changing, even the world is so, it is extremely reluctant to return to Carocaris's control.

Even a sense gradually emerged from the world, repelling Carocalis, treating him as an enemy, an enemy that hinders the progress of the world.

This consciousness is slowly growing, absorbing nutrients to grow, and Carocaris' control over the world is also decreasing wildly.

After He came to this world ten thousand years ago, he replaced the world consciousness of this world and transformed it inside and out. It can even be said that this world is His second body, why does this world reject itself now?

Carocaris was panicked. He tried to control the world and let it settle down, but nothing was useful. Instead, a larger flow of information poured into the buffer area of ​​His consciousness and impacted His consciousness.

Various complicated information was changing, and Carocaris began to hesitate whether to close his consciousness field.

In this way, there will be no external interference, but the perception of external changes will be extremely weak, which is equivalent to drinking poison to quench thirst.

However, no longer the realm of consciousness is closed, more and more information impacts will affect his logical thinking ability.

"I can't go on like this anymore. If I go on like this, I will die completely." Carokalis became more and more aware of this. Negri was too terrible.

He no longer hopes for the possibility of living, but changes to the possibility of resurrection.

The world seemed to have become a world composed of tiny worms. Everything was twisting and collapsed under the flames. The world made a refreshing sound, desperately sucking the nutrients from Karokalis's body.

And His children, most of them, were trapped in a carnival, ready to take a step further from His death.

The breath of death hit Carocaris, and He mobilized his energy to constantly find a way to preserve the possibility of his resurrection.

Various plans are constantly generated and then denied. The more he comes into contact with Negri, the more he feels the terror of the other party, the oppressive force that dismantles your resistance from all aspects, is now gradually destroying all His point-of-view abilities.

The flames named Negri were burning everything about Him, making Carocaris feel despair.

"No, I can't give up, I still have hope." Carocaris seemed to burst out with his last talent and had a final plan in despair.

"Like Nageri, breaking my own path, taking my body that is about to pass away as a breeding ground, and taking the part of the truth of life in my path as the core, nurturing microorganisms and taking them as a new life. This will not only escape from Negeri's attacks, but also breaking through the limitations of the God of Life of the race. Although it will not lead to new truths like Negeri, it will also have a brighter future on the road of life."

The microorganisms spread all over the world were abandoned, and the rest were once again aggregated, turning into a dark silt that aggregated inside the world.

Inside the mud, something was nurturing, and Carocaris placed his future and life in the nurturing thing. The flames burned His only body and made His consciousness appear confused.

Suddenly, Carocaris saw a man standing in front of the killer, and He stood there quietly, making it hard to imagine that the flames burning around him were from His hands.

Grant woke up from his coma. What happened during this period shattered his views. The dark mud suddenly appeared and almost knocked down his reason, but it seemed that there was a flame that barely maintained his reason. With his own will, he finally did not go completely crazy.

He now seemed to be in a car, and the car was parked a distance from Black Mirror Lake, and the so-called Mythical Response Director Sanpsen was watching with a telescope.

Sanpsen seemed to be in a state of something wrong. His whole body was trembling, his face flushed, but his lips were pale, and sweat as big as beans kept flowing down. His hands were trembling and recording something.

Only then did Grant see several syringes inserted on Sanpsen's thigh.

Most of the agents were affected and died in the attack of Carocaris' attack on killer J. Even if they were not affected, they went crazy because they looked directly at the god.

Sanpsen was one of the few people who had a premonition that something was wrong, and immediately closed his perception, and then retreated for a distance with some survivors.

And because of some previous things, he brought Grant with him.

Grant shook his head and felt something extremely friendly attracting him in front of him. He couldn't help but pick up another telescope hanging in the car and look to the Black Mirror Lake.

His eyes first fell on the man standing in front of the burning mud, and the name he had heard in his childhood became extremely clear at this moment.

"Negri!!"

The huge crystal mountain rose from a distance, and the huge multi-eyed lizard came down from the crystal mountain and came behind Negri, kneeling behind Him, with hundreds of eyes full of indescribable fanaticism.

"The eldest son, Tolitus, the god of Black Death." Sanpsen's voice was extremely hoarse as if he was introducing Grant, and as if he was sighing.

A ball of soft mud monster that was very similar to the black mud, waving its gray tentacles, squirming all the way, and standing quietly behind Negri. He looked at Carocaris, who was about to fall into death, as if he could not express his joy.

"Three sons, the god of corruption, Talmikra."

More and more evil gods gathered. No matter how cruel or crazy these evil gods were in human legends, they could only stay quietly behind Negri, watching their fathers being brought to death by the flames bit by bit.

Of course, most evil gods looked at their father's death with great joy, and some evil gods didn't even want to see their father being burned to death. Instead, they looked at Nageri very enthusiastically. If the timing was not right, they would probably have swear allegiance.

Carocaris did not care about the descendants who betrayed Him. He had his own plans in his heart. When the new microorganism was born, he brought it into all the sand worlds he secretly controlled, possessed them in the protagonists who were about to be nurtured in that world, and used the power of world luck to speed up his own growth.

"My newborn!" Karokalis used his last remaining power, and his body in the flame of burning souls exploded. On the other hand, he tried to hide the nurturing microorganisms in the explosion and sent them to other worlds.

This is the microbial channel he has mastered, and Negri would not know that He is 80% sure to send away his new microbial body.

It is only when His consciousness dies into the new body, a sense of resistance resists Him.

In horror, Carocaris learned about the identity of this consciousness.

The final work born in flames, the end of God, Nori.

At this moment, He was fervently sending out his own prayer: "Praise the Dragon of Eternal Sin, the Lord of Disaster, the First Walker, the Land of Eternal Ning, the Soul-Scarred Flame, the Supreme Being God, the Great Lord Negri!!!"
Chapter completed!