The Witch of Comprehensive Network: From Azeroth to the Classic of Mountains and Seas

Meanwhile, somewhere in the multiverse

The night is like the dying shadow of a giant, blocking the glow of light and heat from the sky.

The earth receives the coldness and death it deserves.

But the noise of the rats has just begun...

Kranz wrapped his sleeves tightly, as if he were an old rat-man who was about to reach the end of his life walking on a street full of filth.

Among the garbage and mud, there are rat-men rolling happily.

Some are still alive, while others have completely integrated into the cold and smelly sludge...

And more of them are like big-headed fish that have lost their souls, leaning against the corner or in the gaps between the garbage and staring blankly at the sky...

Disposable device interfaces for absorbing the gifts of the God of Joy are everywhere.

There is no lack of overflowing desire or undisguised malice in the air.

The large chimneys created by the once prosperous industry have now been given another value:

They are slightly cleaned up to provide for the memory of the past among those wealthy groups who follow the god of joy.

Perhaps, in those short gaps where the restless joy temporarily subsides, they are also trying to capture the guilt or uneasiness from the depths of the soul?

This may be a kind of salvation - but it is too late...

There were rat men driving chariots, rampaging through the streets, bringing ear-piercing screams and fleeting wails.

Looking at the equipment on its body and the medals on its chest, it was clear that it was an elite warrior who had made brilliant achievements in battle.

But now, wild desires completely dominated the veteran's will.

Until the belated inspection team finally arrived in disheveled clothes, and it had already driven its chariot heavily into the wall.

Heavy tanks are enough to hit any civilian building frontally, but obviously they do not include the protective walls of this once great and majestic city...

So, in the billowing smoke, the explosion took away everything...

Kranz stood in the sewage, quietly looking at this not yet outstanding work.

It believes that the other party still has reservations.

The remaining rationality is like the last nail in the wall of a crumbling old house.

It failed to stop the storm, but it left behind a bare, broken siding.

Ugly and redundant…

A missionary from the Lord of Joy passed by.

It found Kranz who was standing still, and walked forward:

"Sir, you look confused."

"Perhaps, I can introduce to you the honey that my benefactor, the great Fathers of Joy, brings to the suffering world..."

"It only takes... a little effort..."

Kranz turned his head, his slightly cloudy gaze withdrawing from the cut that was a daily routine for this city that was already in chaos.

It looked at each other, but it looked like a scholar who had just finished stargazing, looking down at the tiny dust in the universe.

Kranz looked at it and said with regret:

"Wealth is like the plague. It has some value only when it is spread out in the world."

"A satisfied face is the most boring..."

The missionary wanted to say something more, but found that he could no longer open his mouth.

It has lost its face, like a wildcat that has lost its whiskers.

The difference is:

Its face probably won't grow back...

It was at this time that a wild cat happened to pass by.

Kranz looked at the free creature.

It had been banished and cursed by the creatures of this city, bringing panic and abuse.

But now, it is just the tiniest part of the chaos and madness sweeping the world...

Kranz likes this chaotic creature.

Therefore, it leaned down and grabbed it: "Humans have some interesting remarks - I like what they said about clowns."

"look……"

Kranz fiddled with the wild cat's paws, and then pointed at the rat man sleeping soundly in the mud:

"Even if it is as stupid as it is, it will taste the honey I spread before facing destruction and pain."

"But when all this, like a blazing light, shines on me unstoppably."

“Whose honey should I taste?”

Kranz sighed when he said this:

"I have always hated crude betrayal and exploitation, but it is often deadly enough..."

At this time, the big clock that had been left unattended for a long time made a loud sound.

Kranz adjusted its hat and put the wild cat down:

"Run away, little one. Dying in a foolish sleep would be an extremely embarrassing ending."

"I like to finish more elegantly..."

It was at this time that a strange color suddenly appeared above the sky.

Kranz took off his hat and saluted toward the sky:

"Let's go together to welcome that grand curtain call..."

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The barrier of time and space seems soft and powerless.

When Yi Xia violently crashed out of the chaotic time and space.

What appeared in front of him was a dark world that didn't seem to have outstanding specifications.

It is not suspended in the boundless void in the form of the universe.

Rather, it is like an uneven stone slab, constantly rotating upside down.

Some kind of indescribable aura is emerging above the curtain of the world.

Corruption, decay, decay...

Yi Xia was not too surprised by this.

He is used to seeing the endless possibilities of darkness and void, and has also witnessed enough corruption and distortion.

The current scene did not move Yi Xia, who was well-informed about it.

And just as he was already prepared for this, the Qingtian ax blade was already ready for the chopping action.

Compared with conventional attacks, hacking against the concept of the entire world undoubtedly requires slightly more lengthy preparations.

Of course, in reality, the operational time left for the ruler of the dark world is by no means rich.

And the master of this last dark civilization is obviously not an arrogant fool.

When Yi Xia was about to swing the ax blade heavily towards the dark world in front of her.

In the next gap of chaotic time, he found that the dark world in front of him suddenly disappeared!

phantom?

Or is it some kind of hiding method?

In this regard, Yi Xia had no fluctuations.

Compared to before, the situation is different...

A certain dangerous and restless aura gradually accumulated in Yi Xia's body.

It was at this time that a being that was almost the same size as an ordinary human appeared in front of Yi Xia.

Sensing the powerful evil aura on the opponent's body and the corrupted elements that are almost the same as the dark world that suddenly disappeared, there is no doubt that this is the master of this last dark world.

It was at this time that a new message appeared in Yi Xia's eyes filled with endless fire:

"Tips from Zongwang: You have discovered the joint wanted unit of relevant forces in the multiverse (Zongwang comprehensive customized plug-bounty series mark): Fallen Truth-Lord of Joy-...-Kranz (Fallen Evil God)..."