In an instant, the young man with black robe unfolded, and the four messengers suddenly appeared in front of Perstan.

Feeling the aura emitted by the four messengers, Perstan showed a look of shock.

These four messengers are like the four-level unpredictable gates to the world, leading Perstan's consciousness to continuously overlap in the four-level world.

The messenger in a gray robe opened a page of the book, and the strong breath of the past instantly enveloped Perstan.

Perstan, immersed in the breath of the past, fell into a world of mist, and in this gray world he saw countless things that had passed away.

This world is called [Divine Realm], which is the ultimate destination of all things that have passed.

Ms. Dark Night, Dark Family, God Kingdom War…

Those pasts that have been forgotten are still lingering in this [Departure].

In the gray past, Postan gradually found himself in the dust of the past.

...

"Damn it, this is different from what you agreed before!"

Listening to the vague mechanical roar from the front line, Pope Postein looked at Fick in front of him with a gloomy face.

Previously, the other party lobbied him to launch dark people hidden in various places, provoking discord and causing disputes between countries, hoping to profit from it and bring the world into the arms of Ms. Dark Night.

However, the development of the situation is far beyond the imagination of all the dark people. The imperial army led by Deborek is invincible and no one can compete with it.

Seeing that the mechanical army was about to attack the territory of the Knessic Kingdom, Pope Pope of the Dark Night God Cult was extremely regretful.

Not only did he fail to make real profits by making mistakes, he instead played with fire and burned himself, which led to the development of the Horus Neson Empire to a point where he could not compete with it now.

Faced with the pope's anger, Fick said calmly.

"Please calm down, this is a completely planned step, let the Mechanical Empire destroy other divine kingdoms, and then we will dismantle them."

The dark aura on Perstan's body rolled like boiling ink, releasing a rich and deep anger.

He asked with a angrily smile.

"Hahaha... What a disintegration. How can we disintegrate them now?"

Fick's face did not have a look of nervousness at all, but was very comfortable, saying confidently as if it had happened.

"It seems that you have a misunderstanding of my policies and strategies. There is no need to fight with the other party head-on, but to integrate into it. Only by going deep into it and integrating it can it be more convenient to disintegrate it..."

Postan seemed to understand the meaning of Fick's words.

He nodded and said.

"So that's it... your idea is very risky. Do you know what the consequences of failure will be?"

Fick shook his head and smiled.

"Sorry, the Pope's crown, I will not let failure happen, so we don't need to know the consequences of failure. You just need to let the Dark Seed God use the [Silence] divine technique to cover up the memory, then add tampered memories and actively surrender to..."

Seeing Fick speak out a feasible plan so confidently, it seems that it is really convincing toward the established future step by step.

Before he knew it, Perstan began to feel that everything the other party said was completely feasible and that everything could be achieved by just following it.

The power of the [Mantra] made Perstan believe Fick's plan and put it into action.

Postan pulled out a scepter of darkness from the shadow of darkness, handed it to Fick's hand, and nodded.

"Very good, then from today on, you will be the appointed Dark Night God! The next plan will fall on you. I hope you can successfully achieve your part..."

Fick took over the scepter and his whole body immediately became boundless dark and deep.

The dark divine power he had accumulated over the years was qualitatively changed like water condensed into ice at the moment he obtained the scepter.

No matter how he uses means to improve his divine power and expand his shadow range.

He was always an unrecognizable envoy, not a God's envoy.

But the moment when Perstan handed over his scepter, Fick was immediately recognized by Ms. Dark Night, becoming a true divine messenger under one god and above all tens of people, with dark power beyond imagination.

Fick, who got everything, bowed deeply to Postan in the dark.

"Don't worry, Mr. Perstan, you just need to do the contents of your plan, and leave the rest to me. I will definitely bring those existences and complete the [Eternal Night] plan!"

After saying that, Fick disappeared into the darkness at the bottom of his feet, and Postan immediately summoned all the members of the Dark Seed and used the magical art [Silence], subtly burning the content of the plan into everyone's subconscious mind...

Then, the roar of gunfire from the empire followed, and Perstan hurriedly took the initiative to surrender with his family members.

"Wait, we are members of the Darth family, and we are willing to join us..."

...

His eyes became darker and deeper, and an extremely dark aura emanated from Perstan's entire body.

The dark bloodlines that were dormant in the deep body of the Dak family gradually woke up.

This shadow lurking under the lights of the empire finally revealed its dark appearance again.

Feeling the continuous emergence of dark power, Persian showed a dark and deep smile.

Compared with the old noble man who was timid in front of the Dark God Envoy, the current Perstan is full of confidence and firm faith.

Now he is no longer the Marquis of Das Postin, a nobleman of Naphis County who was enfeoffed by the Empire, but Dak Postin, a loyal relative of [Ms. Dark Night]!

Dark Postan, who has retrieved everything in the past, stands tall in the gray dust of the [Departure] and examines his ideology.

"I have been silent for too long. If it weren't for the power of this world, it would probably not be an easy thing to remember this great power hidden in the past..."

Some masks, if worn for too long, will blend into the face and become difficult to take off.

Some characters, if they play for too long, will gradually forget their original appearance and become another person.

Dark Postan, who returned to his past, began to shatter like ripples in front of him.

After a trance, everything in front of Dark Postan returned to the secret room of the manor.

The Dark Night God envoy Fick investigated the aura of Postan and emitted satisfactory fluctuations.

"Dear Mr. Perstan, it seems that you have successfully restored your former glory. Now, gather everyone and let everything return to its original trajectory. Our great plan to revive the Dark Night God Cult is about to be achieved..."

Dark Perstan smiled darkly and turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

...

The last ray of sunset disappeared like dry blood in the luxurious manor.

Darkness completely enveloped the manor.

A huge banquet was held in an open-air manor.

When the dinner was at its climax, the host of the banquet, Marquis Perstan, finally appeared in the center of the banquet.

Today, he was wearing a black uniform, and as soon as he appeared, he became the focus of discussion in the whole banquet, causing many guests at the banquet to discuss.

You should know that black dresses have extraordinary significance in the Horus Neson Empire, which is the dress that the imperial emperor usually appears in the public eye.

Wearing black outfits in public is an extremely important political signal in the eyes of everyone.

Standing in everyone's sight, the Marquis of Perstan released an obscure aura, and used a majestic and profound voice to announce the terrifying facts to everyone.

"Dear fellow citizens, we are about to complete our great mission and regain the glory of the past. In order to fulfill our great mission, you have forgotten the power of the sacred faith! But now everything has been settled, and it is time to recall the glory of the past!"

In an instant, many members were completely trapped in chaos. They all thought that Perstan had been bewitched and completely lost his mind.

They rushed out of the manor, trying to separate themselves from it.

Swish-

At this moment, the black night in the sky was connected with the shadows on the ground, forming a dark cage!

All the nobles present were surrounded by black slumber shadows and could not escape.

In the darkness, the sound of thin fingers turning the pages of the book came.

In the sound of the old chapters, everyone fell into the [death realm] of the past, gradually blending with those memories of the past...

Cleansing in the gray fragments of consciousness, the power of faith of all people once again came into their bodies.

They gradually changed from scientific citizens who were educated to become believers of Ms. Dark Night!

Feeling the power of faith that was once again ignited below, a satisfied smile appeared on the dark face of Marquis Postan.

"Now, let's perform the eternal night ceremony and let the whole world be shrouded in endless darkness!"

Many awakened dark people responded one after another, and the night around them became thick and deep.

The eternal night ceremony began, and darkness spread from the manor...

At this moment, a mechanical roar sounded in the darkness!

The roar of machinery awakened the people in the dark.

Just like when the Internet was closed and wiped out the remnants of the god kingdom, the central government of the empire had long noticed the Dark family's plan, and many elite imperial soldiers had already gathered outside the manor!

Thousands of mechanical life practitioners who have been tempered and tempered have formed a true steel army. In countless battles that have conquered many divine kingdoms, no matter how strong their faith is, they will immediately collapse in the face of the impact of this torrent of steel!

Facing the manor covered in dark curtains, Deborek said coldly.

"Open the fire."
To be continued...