"There are countless gods in this world. Legend has it that since the beginning of Noah's Genesis, myths have come from this. The myths of various races have created all kinds of gods. The gods should have maintained their supposed roles in their respective myths, making the world run normally. People enjoy the blessings brought by the gods and began to reproduce." Jig said with a smile, but a touch of self-deprecation appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"But not all gods can obey their own roles, and these gods also have their own desires, so they will use their own power to create disasters after disaster. These gods are also called "unsentient gods". The disasters brought by these gods even surpass the demons. We are born from this."

Jige looked at Xuanyuan Wudao with a shocked look and said coldly: "For God, we are sanctioners. For those "unsatisfied gods", we are more terrifying than natural disasters. Campione, this is the title of ancient elves to us. We should be the supreme kings who protect all races on the continent. But we are called rebels! Five thousand years ago, our clan was expelled and ruthlessly killed. We can only hide in the corner of the world and watch God play with stupid humans. And I was even more cursed and could never leave here. I originally thought my destiny was about to end, but you came here. It was you who let me see the dawn. Now I give you the opportunity to choose whether to be with God or to be sanctioners like us, but I have to tell you. If you join us, you will be despised by the whole world and you will stand completely opposite the world."

"I promise you!" Xuanyuan Wudao answered simply, causing Jige's eyes to shrink slightly. His eyes almost couldn't believe it, "Why?" He originally thought that this young man had to think about it, but he could not have agreed so simply.

"I think standing opposite billions of believers must be a big challenge. I prefer such a challenge." Xuanyuan Wudao's mouth curled up a curve, and his eyes smiled. "Tell me what to do?"

"If you want to join us, you must obtain the inheritance of the Godslayer. From the date of our birth, the number will be fixed. Unless the previous generation dies, the next generation can obtain the inheritance of the dead. The number will not increase as a result, and those who have not obtained the inheritance are not qualified to be called kings. If you want to join us, go to the Curse Forest."

"Where is that place?" Xuanyuan Wudao asked.

"The former God Slayer is buried there. If you can get its recognition, you can get the inheritance of God Slayer. However, whether you can pass it or not depends on you." Jige said lightly,

"Ding, Jig entrusts you to accept the camp mission. Will the "Heritage of God Slayer" be accepted?"

With the system prompt, Xuanyuan Wudao's eyes shrank slightly, but he still gritted his teeth and accepted it.

The Curse Forest is located at the far right of the empire, which is a forbidden place that everyone knows. Legend has it that the ancient gods and demons fought fiercely here. The ancient divine blood dyed this place a curse place. Everyone's attributes will be reduced a lot, and those with extremely low resistance will be reduced even more. Moreover, the most terrifying beasts on the continent are gathered here. The more they go to the innermost, the more terrifying beasts there are, and the more brutal the temperament is.

The scope of the Curse Forest occupies one-third of the Gods and Demons Continent, but few people dare to enter such a forest. No one knows what is hidden here. Because this area is too dangerous, countless players have buried it here. It can be said that this place is the entire world of Shenqi and the head of the ten forbidden places.

Xuanyuan Wudao sighed helplessly and used the teleportation array to teleport to the city closest to the Curse Forest. In the turbulent stream of people, Xuanyuan Wudao walked towards the Curse Forest alone.

Even from a distance, you can still see a large forest, but the leaves of the forest are all black and look very strange. From a distance, the Curse Forest is like a giant beast entrenched on the continent of Gods and Demons.

When Xuanyuan Wudao walked to the edge of the Curse Forest, there were very few people left.

Just so far apart, Xuanyuan Wudao's body felt a little uncomfortable, which shows how terrible the curse in this forest is. When he walked to the edge, the players who came and went were all looking at him with surprise.

An archer player came over and said, "Brother, are you going to this forest?"

"Yes, do a task!" Xuanyuan Wudao said lightly,

"I tell you, this forest is too dangerous. Many players have already dropped the level here for no reason. Moreover, the level drops are level three at a time, so this is not a good place to go. Let's leave quickly." The archer said with lingering fear.

"Don't worry, my task is just to simply go to the edge to find a plant, there is no problem." Xuanyuan Wudao said casually,

"Then I wish you good luck. Brother, don't go deeper. This forest is so evil." The archer shook his head and walked away pretending to be chic.

Xuanyuan Wudao laughed at himself, held the garbage whiteboard weapon in his hand, and looked at the forest bitterly, moving forward helplessly.

In any case, he must get the inheritance of the Godslayer, and he can be sure that this is a task with incomparable rewards. If he loses it, he will never have a chance to turn over again.

Games are fair and even more cruel. No matter how strong a person is, there is a boundary. Can you fight against one hundred, and can you fight against one thousand? In the guild that moves millions, the individual's power is so fragile. Even if you stand at the top, you will not change the general trend.

Does the God-killer really exist in that kind of power? A person's power has surpassed God? If that is true, what else can't be gone in this world? What else can't be done? Xuanyuan Wudao deeply yearns for that level of power. Only in this way can he change his destiny.

Xuanyuan Wudao's eyes frowned and stared at the Curse Forest. He seemed to want to see something from this. After he walked out of the forest, a sense of oppression came to his face.

"Ding, due to the influence of the curse, all your own attributes will be temporarily reduced by 50%.

As the system prompt sounded, Xuanyuan Wudao smiled bitterly, and his already pitiful attribute suddenly decreased to the extreme. Suddenly, he thought of something, and Xuanyuan Wudao hurriedly took out the fragment of the God-killing Medal rewarded from his back. Although it was just a fragment, it had attributes that ordinary medals could not be extreme, which was considered to be against the will of heaven.

"Ding, you have worn the God-killing Medal, and the God-killing Medal is bound to you,"

After wearing it, Xuanyuan Wudao's attributes increased a lot, and he was even more surprised to find that as the fragment of the God-killing Medal was worn, the original sense of oppression gradually disappeared. The attributes of his own restriction were completely restored.

"Does this medal have any connection with the Curse Forest? It is also a fragment, but it has such a terrible effect. What would happen if it was a complete God-killing Medal?" Xuanyuan Wudao looked at the God-killing Medal in his hand in shock. He could naturally understand the preciousness of the God-killing Medal.

With its terrifying attributes, it can even be compared to a legendary medal. But with its terrifying attributes, it is just a fragment. How amazing is the complete God-killing Medal attribute?

Xuanyuan Wudao stared blankly at the God-killing medal worn on his chest, and his eyes flashed with confusion. However, since it was obtained from someone like Jige, it was not surprising at all. His grandfather was a terrifying person described by the name of God-killer. You can imagine how terrifying the medal he had worn.

There is also the chronicle of gods and demons written by the ancient elves. Xuanyuan Wudao took a few random glances and saw a lot of strange history. This is something he didn't know. No wonder the ancient elves are called ancient and profound races. The chronicle of gods and demons they wrote must have recorded a lot of things that have happened before.

Unfortunately, there is only one book left. If you can find it all, you can't tell you how many forgotten history is.

Xuanyuan Wudao shook his head. Since there was no limit on attributes, he felt much more relieved. He walked slowly towards the curse forest by himself. His eyes were closely watching the surrounding wind and movements. In this terrifying forest, anything could happen. This forest was quiet and weird and shocking.

The surrounding grassland is a pitch-black color, and the ground is bright red blood. In the black jungle, it makes people feel a little shocked. A faint smell of blood has been floating in the jungle. These are the immortal blood of ancient gods and demons. Although it has been ten thousand years, it has not completely dissipated. The faint blood has always enveloped the entire forest, making the entire forest like a ghost prison.

Don’t talk about whether this place is dangerous. Just talking about the terrifying atmosphere here makes many people afraid to see it. Xuanyuan Wudao felt the horror of this forest. After less than ten minutes of his walking, he had seen many corpses nailed to the trees. Judging from the pain of the skeleton before his death, they suffered too much during their lifetime.

This reminded Xuanyuan Wudao that the Inquisition was the only one that could use such a tragic means. Then these people were undoubtedly pagans, and human pagans.

Xuanyuan Wudao had to sigh at the reality of the Shenqi game. It was so cruel. Regarding civilization and religion, it had reached an extreme level. If a player dared to say words that insult religion on the street, he would immediately catch it. However, the general punishment method was just to punish some gold coins. But if NPC dared to say such a ruthless one, the consequence would be to be killed in the street.

It can be said that this is a real world, with independent civilizations, independent history, and even independent intelligent characters. If you only hold on to it and play it as an online game, you will find that you are the only one who is played in the end. This is also the biggest difference between Shenqi and other online games.

Xuanyuan Wudao walked with a frown, and a trace of helplessness floated in his eyes. What made him feel strange was that the terrifying Curse Forest, which was originally countless monsters, was surprisingly calm at this moment, so calm that he was so nervous that he felt strange. Are there no monsters in a place like Curse Forest? But since he entered here, it seemed that all the monsters had lost their traces.

Xuanyuan Wudao also had a feeling that he felt that his destiny was controlled by an invisible force. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape his fate. As Xuanyuan Wudao walked, the terrifying wind and waves hit the jungle, which made him finally understand why there were no monsters in the forest.

"roar!".

A terrifying voice sounded from a distance, instantly sweeping over half of the area, and what made Xuanyuan Wudao feel even more frightened was that with the roar of shocking the world and crying ghosts and gods, a creature that was extremely huge gradually appeared in his sight. Xuanyuan Wudao's eyes were stunned. He looked at the extremely huge creature in front of him with almost disbelief.
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