Reincarnation Paradise: Giant Treasure Chest

"Take a nap and come with me!" Ivia squeezed the Sun Lord unconscious and pointed at the Nightmare King.

"His Majesty!"

"monarch!"

Seeing this scene, the originally suppressed dynasty guards shouted out restlessly.

"Don't make any noise, I'm just asking him to get some sleep. Don't bother me."

Aiweiya explained.

When Ivia said this, she looked at Zuiyas and Wood respectively. After all, the Lord of the Fiery Sun was their trophy.

Zuiyas hadn't recovered from the overwhelming shock from his father yet. Wood, quick-witted, understood what Ivia meant and immediately replied sensibly:

"I'll take them away now, and you can do with them as you please."

"I want these beastmen too."

"?" Wood was a little confused. This power should be of little value to Ivia.

"I plan to cure all the lycanthropes first, and then heal the world."

Aivia threw out a piece of scroll fragment as compensation.

Wood was a little confused by Ivia's behavior. He touched the mouth of truth on his waist and said:

"I see. You did say before that you weren't interested in owning this world. Is that still the case now?"

"Yes, I kept the fragments of the scroll just in case. I won't use them to compete for rankings, don't worry."

Ivia answered the question with some discomfort, and then realized the source of this discomfort.

Wood used the power of the Object of Original Sin. If Ivia had lied just now, the curse of the Mouth of Truth would have come immediately.

"You have a mean mind. Let's go!" Ivia said this without blaming her.

Wood laughed a little embarrassedly:

"I thought you were going to use the scroll fragments to expand the upper limit of this world!"

"Are you involved too? The demons' revenge on me seems quite legitimate."

Aivia was a little surprised when she heard this.

Wood grinned and bared his teeth:

"For us demons, the so-called gods are all hypocrites. There are no good people in the world. Now I am a little unsure of this belief."

Wood bowed deeply and continued:

"Even your enemies admire your foolish kindness."

After saying this, Wood changed from a three-dimensional creature to a two-dimensional creature stuck to the ground, and then disappeared on the spot.

"Let's talk?"

After rescuing the Lord of the Fiery Sun and solving the current problem, Ivia brought the Nightmare King to the depths of the uninhabited desert and asked him this.

Judging from the fact that the Nightmare King knows Ostobia, while the Sun Lord does not, this escaped boss who can control the power of nightmares knows more about this world.

"You can ask, it's like this anyway."

The Nightmare King is no longer afraid.

"What happened in this world's past? Or did someone foresee something that forced everyone to transform into beasts?"

Ivia asked directly.

"It exploded. After the birth of the Sunbird Taihakak, a certain King of Traces witnessed the world explode."

The Nightmare King knows everything.

"Birth?" Ivia looked at Taihakak, who had shrunk and was now sitting quietly on her shoulder. This statement meant that Taihakak believed in God, not a supernatural being.

But in Avia's perception, Taihakak is a creature with a definite body structure and can reproduce.

"It is the reincarnation of the Sun God of the Old World. After it, the Sea God of the Old World was also reincarnated, right here in the Painting of the Sea."

The Nightmare King pointed at the Sunbird and said.

Ivy immediately understood what was going on.

The battle for faith that destroyed the world is about to begin a new cycle.

So is there a way to prevent faith from being born?

The answer is yes, just make it impossible for all living things to have faith.

Chapter 452 Praise the Sun!

Generally speaking, belief in gods is rooted in the world itself and will not lead to the collapse of the world.

However, this special world, the World of Painting, although seemingly no different from other worlds, actually has an upper limit that is more difficult to break through than a normal world.

Similarly, the stability of the painting world is stronger than that of the ordinary world.

Based on this characteristic, Ivia used the world of her paintings as a refugee ship and sent it back into the void.

If the existence in the painting world wants to go further, then the best choice is to leave the painting world and travel to break through.

However, the god of faith in a single world cannot have power in a region without its own faith.

If it is not possible to expand influence through missionary work, multiple gods of faith will indeed cause internal friction in the same world.

"That's why I thought of using the fragments of the scroll to create a new world, but my ability was insufficient, and the world I created was full of holes."

The Nightmare King said this dejectedly, and finally summoned this unknown monster in front of him that was going to destroy everything.

Aivia looked strange, this matter was actually easy to solve.

That is, Ivia took the sun bird and the resurrected sea god away to unify the faith of this ruined world.

Let them all believe in the sun.

As long as faith is clearly directed towards Avia, no new god of faith will be born.

"I'm going to steal your believers, do you have any objections?"

Aivia asked, teasing Taihakak on her shoulder. The sunbird chirped softly, not caring at all.

The Nightmare King thought Ivia was talking to him, and said helplessly:

"I don't have any believers for you to steal. If possible, I hope you can give the few remaining ordinary people a chance to survive before you devour the world."

The Nightmare King has been exposed to the power of nightmares for a long time and can easily sense the purest and most psychedelic nightmare power in Avia.

And he could sense that Avia had no sanity value.

In the eyes of the Nightmare King, Ivia's face and body shape are constantly changing, and she is undoubtedly a world-destroying and terrifying existence.

"I've said everything I want to say, you can eat me now!"

The Nightmare King closed his eyes and prepared to face his own end.

He was originally an orthodox priest of the dynasty, and could not accept their way of curing the beast disease. Finally, he chose to escape from the Sand Painting. After establishing a new world, the Nightmare King became addicted to the strange nightmare power and the act of cheating and deceiving the fragments of the scroll.

Day after day, he almost forgot that he once wanted to save the world.

Such a death is a kind of retribution.

The Nightmare King waited for a long time, but never saw the end.

He opened his eyes nervously and saw Aivia staring at him with strange eyes and asked:

"What special race are you? Do you taste good?"

"No, I'm human!"

"Then why should I eat you? Why are you so scared all the time and act like you want to be relieved?"

Ivia carefully reviewed all her actions since entering this world, and did not find that she had done anything that would cause misunderstanding.

The Nightmare King forced an ugly smile on his face:

"Your ever-changing appearance and the way you keep looking at me have revealed your true nature. However, I haven't told anyone else about it, so you don't need to worry or pretend!"

Ivia blinked, her gaze constantly fixed on him? Her appearance changing with no apparent reason?

That description doesn't really sound right.

Ivia thought for a moment and took off the Tzeentch mask she was wearing. This equipment could not be used in this world due to its rank, but the passive scanning effect continued.

The Nightmare King, who was waiting to be killed, suddenly no longer felt the danger of being swallowed at any time.

On the contrary, Ivia's vigorous vitality and abundant solar power even made the nightmares that haunted him fade away a lot.

The Nightmare King licked his lips. He felt like he didn't have to die?

"You will be responsible for communicating with that foolish king and have him capture all the beast patients within his sphere of influence and let me treat them."

"Are you qualified for this job?"

Ivia then instructed that communicating with a fool was a very tiring task and it would be best to have someone do it for you.

"Then about the God of Faith..." The Nightmare King asked hesitantly.

"I will unify the faith and leave this world. No new god of faith will be born here."

Although Ivia's voice was normal and her tone was flat, it was like throwing a stone into the small pond of the painting world, and the ripples spread to every corner of the world.

In the main painting world, the young lady sitting on a high stool also had a sincere smile on her face.

"What are you standing there for? Go to work." Ivia didn't notice this and gave the order in a somewhat strange manner.

"I'll go right away, I'll go right away." The Nightmare King replied humbly and left.

Compared to the Church of the Sun, the dynasty orthodoxy with a stupid king is actually much more efficient.

Even though the palace was crushed into powder by Ivia, they quickly prepared a church for Ivia's treatment and cells for the beast patients on another piece of ruins.

The sun had just set when the group of palace guards who had been shouting and killing became the maintainers of order near the church, carrying the beast patients to Avia one by one.

The beast patients this time were not like the ones Ivia cured in the Church of the Sun, and could be classified according to the severity of their illness.

But it is polarized.