All my disciples are sand sculpture players

"Ahhhh! I feel like I'm getting stronger!"

"Damn it, isn’t this King in Yellow too powerful? I killed several monsters with one punch!"

"Before, no matter how much I output, it was useless, but now I can do it instantly every time I take action. It’s so cool!"

"Is this a hang-up? Love it, love it!"

"Once upon a time, Hashirama's father gave us the power of Kamiki-ryu. I thought that was the strongest! But now, Dad Mian directly gives us the power of the evil god! This is the real dad!"

"Ma De, from Brother Ming, to Brother Mian, to Brother Zhujian, and then to Brother Mian! Every generation of sect masters rides on horses to win the group, I ride on horses... I love the sect master fathers to death!"

……

The players were in an uproar. After being given the power of the King in Yellow by Beef Noodles, the inhabitants of the abyss who had been difficult to kill before were now reduced to paper. They raised their hands and punched a child. They were invincible!

"What!!!"The leader of the black-clothed cult, No. 0, suddenly lost his expression.

How could this happen?

The leader of the black-clothed cult, No. 0, claims to be the most devout believer of Lord Knull, the king of black!

But he has never been able to get a spokesperson. Identity!

What is the spokesperson of the gods?

It is equivalent to the avatar and symbol of the gods in the world!

Even the great emperor of the human race or the true demon-level powerhouse of the demon world is not qualified to be a spokesperson under normal circumstances!

Not to mention the Black God Sect Leader Zero himself.

And now, the man in yellow clothes and gold mask in front of him, with a mere Nascent Soul realm, can not only summon the will of the king in yellow clothes to appear, but also ride on the horse and really become the spokesperson and be endowed with the supreme power?

I ride a horse……

"！"But suddenly, the leader of the Black God Religion No. 0 looked horrified!

"Boom boom boom!!!"Because in an instant, the world in this narrow room suddenly underwent huge changes, and waves of immense pressure came! The entire world in the narrow room, which was originally illuminated by golden light, was actually divided into two, half of which was golden. The other half of the light... turned into endless darkness!

"coming! The will of Lord Knull, the King in Black, has arrived!!!"Zero, the leader of the Black God Religion, was so excited that he almost cried and knelt down respectfully on the spot.

"Ouch!"At this time, the countless residents of the abyss in the narrow world all boiled up and let out twisted and weird roars!

"Boom boom boom!!!"The next moment, under everyone's shocked gaze, two figures suddenly appeared in the sky of the narrow world.

In the pitch-black sky, a figure as black as ink, with a million-meter huge black robe suddenly appeared, and the end of the robe was like Billions of twisted tentacles swayed like billions of twisted tentacles, and from the head position, only a strange face like a pitch-black vortex could be seen.

The will of Knull, the king in black, appeared!

And on the side of the golden sky, a and The figure is about the size of an ordinary person, wearing a golden robe, covering his face.

The figure itself is like a sun, turning into endless light!

The will of Hastur, the king in yellow, appears!

At this time, with everyone Unperceivably, Knull, the king in black, and Hastur, the king in yellow, started a conversation.

"Hastur, you will actually come? There are obviously no followers of yours here! A false believer can actually summon you?"

"Once upon a time, he was fake! But now, he is real!"

"Hastur, do you really want to come here and hinder this god's plan? Your true self is clearly separated by billions of sand worlds from here, and this is not your divine domain! It means nothing to you to interfere here!"

"After hundreds of millions of years, are you still invading Hengsha worlds in this low-level way? Gaining these twisted, monster-like believers who have lost their own minds, no wonder you are still such a waste after so many years! Although I never care how you do it, but since my devout believers call me, I will naturally give them...the power to fight against you!"

"Why? Is a false believer worthy of you giving him so much power?"

"Even a monkey...as long as he has the power of one billion faiths! A billion copies of the power of faith that keeps true to one's heart, does not lose one's own will, and uses one's own will to fanatically and devoutly dedicate all faiths! I am willing to come for him!"

"！！！"

……

After the black-clothed king Knull and the yellow-clothed king Hastur faced each other in the void for a moment, they suddenly disappeared at the same time.

"O my followers! I used my last strength to temporarily isolate Knull's will from coming to this narrow world! He can no longer directly intervene here! But time is limited, and the moment this hourglass runs out, Knull's will will come again! In the time I'm buying for you, you have to leave here as soon as possible!"

At this time, the majestic voice of Hastur, the King in Yellow, suddenly sounded in Beef Noodle's mind.

At the same time, a golden hourglass appeared in the void next to Beef Noodle, with golden fine sand, which was constantly slowing down. Slowly flow down.

Beef Noodles estimated that if the time of this hourglass runs out, it will only be one hour at most.

"Damn it! Hasta daddy cowhide!!!"Beef Noodles couldn't help but exclaimed in his heart.

But then, Beef Noodles discovered a serious problem.

This narrow world is filled with endless fog, even if it is illuminated by the golden light of Hastur, the King in Yellow, I still can't see the distance clearly.

So, where is the way to escape?

As if I heard Beef Noodles's heartfelt voice, the words of Hastur, the King in Yellow, resounded in Beef Noodles' mind again.

"My son, believe in yourself, I have given you all my supreme power! You can definitely find a way out! Remember……"

"Don't be deceived by your own eyes! The essence of Knull is deception. The facts you see are not necessarily the facts!"

……

The voice of Hastur, the King in Yellow, became smaller and smaller, and finally, it slowly dissipated.

What Beef Noodles didn't notice was that the light of the alchemy characters on his neck gradually dimmed. The power gathered from the galaxy of luck accumulated from Pipi Xia and countless followers of the Yellow Cloth God Sect, completely Completely exhausted.

At this time, Beef Noodles discovered that the power of luck accumulated for a long time in the character refining script he held seemed to have been exhausted.

"Could it be that...this random summoning actually actually summoned Hastur, the King in Yellow, relying on the power of the accumulated galactic luck? Then... if I collect them all again, wouldn't I still be able to summon them?"Beef Noodle's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but have this idea in his mind...