The end is the new beginning

Blood the stench of nauseating rust danced freely through the skies. Under the intense currents of air causing eddies with that stench of putrefaction millions and millions of corpses scattered on the ground, forming a flimsy tapestry of death on their way, beyond the horizon the sky itself seemed to be dead, without life to beautify With its delicate touches, the delicate golden color turned into an intense scarlet, at the end of the battle nothing was left but death.

As a continuous bad luck prediluted, large black clouds formed in the sky, bringing with them the crackling sound of thunder, little by little small but constant drops of rain began to fall, within that lifeless field the only sound was the strong thunder in the sky.

Under the song of these same, suddenly a corpse began to move a slight continuous automated movement, an external force that applied its strength from the bass, in the slight struggle finally a corpse fell from the small hill of the dead, bringing with it several more, from the released hole an arm could be seen stretched towards the sky, trying to grab something.

After being able to leave, the figure of a person was seen battling on top of the hill of the dead, fighting against everything so as not to fall into the darkness, he managed to get on his knees. Stained with blood, his whole body full of dirt, the intense gasp of his body as if trying to get enough clean oxygen in his system, his eyes opened and closed with force, the vision in them remained blurred and he could make out her hands in front of him He didn't feel strength in his body. Raising his hands was the limit for him right now.

His mind at the moment was a mess, past memories mixed together, like a wealthy river that flowed mercilessly seemed dreams that hit his brain hard the feeling of floating, it was indescribably intoxicating to even try to organize these memories, it was a impossible task both his body and his soul were completely beside themselves. Gritting his teeth, he tried to force himself to get up but the only thing he achieved was that his body lost the little balance it maintained, falling to the side he rolled down the pile of corpses, with a strong blow he fell to the wet ground the rain fell. it had become intense just now he had barely realized that it was raining on him, forcing himself to calm down he felt as if a force forced him to close his eyes, under the intense torrent of water his eyelids lost strength until he was unconscious again.

"W-where am I."

(Gasp) "W-why did I ..."

Pain, the first thing that his body felt an intense pain that ran through his entire body, as if his limbs were torn from his body on countless occasions, if he had to choose, he would say that beyond the body pain, in these moments what he felt the strongest It was the headache, he felt disoriented, a strong sound vibrated in his eardrums, the horrible stench that entered his nostrils did not help, little by little, his eyelids resumed movement.

Before his sight, the first thing that appeared was the sky, the calm blue color of clouds that he remembered was painted a black with flashes of lightning in it, the rain was slowing its cadent rhythm at times, when the pain calmed down enough it could rearranging his thoughts normally he did not remember how exactly he ended up in this situation, from what little he could register he was in what looks like a battlefield with thousands of dead around him, as if that was not bad enough there even seemed to be large design swords that I had never imagined. In this type of situation, he would be so scared that he could convulse but without seriousness right now his body hurt so much that he did not have time to worry about details. He continued lying on the ground until some strength finally returned to his body, he slowly managed to stand up once he was able to stand he realized that his body was about to collapse, he could not help but curse internally he needed to get out of this place regardless of the rest.

Just like that, in the infinite sea of ​​bodies you could see a figure walking slowly through the place, dragging its legs with its last strength.

He couldn't see where he was going, not that he even cared. He could not think or reason beyond the faint thought of moving forward, his body shuddered at the strong sensation of numbness, as he tried to put his eyes on the road the single vision more than 2 meters in front of him was distorted. He simply continued, entering the thick darkness his wobbly figure disappeared from the battlefield.

As he continued his walk, induced memories collided with his mind trying to move through the sea of ​​flashing images.

...

....

..

"Danger! Protect the prince!"

One was screaming like a chicken that had lost its eggs. Fei heard the noise. She forced herself to open her eyes and focused on a glowing object flying towards her. Fei's brain slowly identified the object as an arrow encased in spirit energy, which was heading towards him so fast that the air seemed to rip apart.

"Damn, what's going on? What idiot is shooting at me?"

Fei immediately woke up scared, with all his body hairs standing on end.

However, the arrow hit him before he was able to react.

Bang ————-

The arrow echoed against his helmet.

Fortunately the arrow had not penetrated, but it had shaken the helmet, disorienting Fei. He felt his ears were ringing, the sky and ground were spinning and the stars were spinning in front of his eyes. His body was thrown backward, like a Barbie doll being pushed away by a shotgun blast.

"Ah ... ... Shit!"

He screamed in pain when he felt his body travel through the air like a rag doll.

"Oh God! The Prince is hurt! Help!"

"Soldier! Pick up the Prince!"

"Andy! Andy !!! Why are you still standing there? Go get the Grandmasters and Alchemists!

"Hey! Those motherfuckers down there are trying to take over the castle again!" A soldier pointed to the black-clad army surrounding the castle.

"Shit! Shit! Someone tell me why they have siege ladders!"

"Archers, get set! ...." Shoot! "

Fei heard the shouted orders and chaotic footsteps while he was still in midair. He was confused. Prince? Great teachers? Alchemists? Archers? Siege? Where is that? Is this a movie session? What the hell is going on?

Immediately, he felt his body collide with the cold stone floor.

His butt made contact with the ground first before his head hit the wall.

There were more stars dancing before his eyes. As the noises were getting louder around him, his mind was slowly losing consciousness again.

"What Prince? Why do I feel like they're talking about me?"

"Shit! Who gives a shit about princes or princesses ?! You guys better not let me know who shot the arrow or I'm going to kill that son of a bitch!" Fei thought vaguely.

His head was almost pierced by an arrow when he had just woken up. He was quite scared, yet very agitated at the same time, so he couldn't help but swear in his mind.

Suddenly, the sensation of pain flooded his entire body. He collapsed on the ground, just like a dog that had eaten a ton of chocolate, drowned a couple of times, and passed out.

...

....

..

The pain in his head forced him to stop, he did not know why or what meaning these memories had but more however, he could not make them stop. With no choice, he continued walking aimlessly, gritting his teeth at the pain.

...

....

..

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

On one platform, hundreds of people gathered, shouting and cheering. There were dozens of cars around the crowd. Most of them were super sports cars. The most striking place were the two cars that were about to leave. One was the more expensive bright red Ferrari 488, which cost more than four million, while the other was the cheapest Ford Mustang, which cost five hundred thousand. The two cars side by side formed a stark contrast.

This was a showdown between the new young master of the Salvatore family, Alessandro Von Salvatore, and one of the first four young masters, of the Van Helsing family Alexei Van Helsing.

Alexei leaned against his car. His clothes were disheveled and his hair was long. When he lowered his head, his eyes were covered with his bangs. No one could see his closed eyes, and from the cut on the lower half of his face, they could still see the unique and beautiful appearance that Young Master had but his temperament had now become depressed.

As for Alessandro, he was surrounded by the people on the right side as if he were surrounded by stars. His expression made it seem like he was saying that the whole world was under his feet.

"Let's go see the ever-young Master Alexei."

Alessandro waved his hand and led the way with a cold smile.

"Young Master Alexei?"

Walking towards him, Alessandro saw that Alexei did not react, so he asked in a strange tone: "What is it? Are you asleep? Young master Alexei, previously unbearably arrogant, is now in such a desperate situation. Tsk tsk, the competition is about to start, why do you keep pretending "

The moment he opened his mouth, the lackeys next to him who wanted to show everything chimed in:

"With his current appearance, I think he is a poor beggar!"

"No, I don't think he's as good as someone asking for food. He could be living off pork food.

"...."

An outburst of taunts and curses finally got a reaction from Alexei.

The moment he opened his eyes, there was a blank look on his face. Seeing the actions of the people in front of him, his eyes focused, which were filled with a look of contempt for the world.

"Do the ants dare to bark in front of me?"

Alexei suddenly burst out with such strange words.

The entire audience was silent for a moment, but the next moment, mocking laughter filled the air.

"Alexei, I think you are fucking crazy!"

"I'm afraid not, he went dumb."

"..."

Everyone started teasing him again, but when Alexei clearly saw the scene in front of him, he was stunned.

"Isn't this when you were racing Alessandro in the great mountains in 2009?"

"Because I am here?"

"Am I not suffering the heavenly tribulation?"

"Could it be… I'm back?"

"I was reborn by the divine thunder above the heavenly tribulation sky?"

Alexei's eyes gleamed with a trace of surprise. In his memories of five years ago, the Van Helsing Family was one of the eight great families. Alexei's father was the patriarch at the time, so he was not afraid of the heavens or the earth. However, when his family traveled by plane, they were in a plane crash midway.

His parents and sister died. The second uncle was named owner, but he did not prevent the Van Helsing family from falling. Alexei had taken a big hit and thought that his family was being killed, so he started investigating his second uncle who always hated his father, but after being discovered, along with the fact that Alexei had offended many people Earlier, he was expelled from the Van Helsing family.

Five years had already passed and he was unwilling to leave, so he wanted to investigate this matter thoroughly. His days were difficult, but he persisted to the point, until the incident on the mountain.

He recalled that back then, when he was driving up the great mountain, he had suffered serious injuries and lost both arms. He had gasped for five years before jumping off a cliff, but he did not expect to enter the world of agriculture by accident. When he first came into contact with cultivation, Alexei immediately awakened his innate divine ability

- Primordial Sistem Of Evolution.

Relying on this ability, Alexei forcibly amassed his cultivation using various types of treasures in the span of five hundred years.

But who would have thought that by transcending the Heavenly Tribulation, it would be too weak to withstand a single hit due to its unstable base?

...

....

..

Forced to bring his hands in the direction of his head, he applied pressure while he tried to keep the pain from the pussy, just as this memory came, it left and gave way to another.

....

....

..

It was the middle of the night. The sky was completely dark, but it was far from calm in these boundless mountains. Wild beasts stalked; their thunderous roars shook the mountains, making the forest tremble and the trees whisper.

Another beast roar. Zhang Ye retracted his neck and swept away the falling leaves on his body. Looking at the dark mountains, he sighed in his heart. This place was very different from Earth. As he parted under a tree, a few wild teenagers looked at him with disdain.

A fat boy yelled at Zhang Ye: "We don't allow a stranger like you to stay in our village just to eat and eat. Hurry and work!"

Zhang Ye came to his senses. Without speaking, he got up, wiped the leaves off his butt, and left. Behind him, the little growl snorted:

"Useless garbage… His physical strength cannot even be compared to that of a child… We just have to throw him into the mountains and let him be eaten by wild beasts!"

Zhang Ye's lips trembled. The older brother here is an Earthling who traveled through worlds. How can my strength compete against the animals?

This is the Primordial World of Heaven, a world ruled by Cultivators.

The town in front of him, Villa Lang, was just a small town in these vast mountains. Naturally, there were no Cultivators here, but each villager trained heavily in martial arts and their physical strength.

This also included women and children. This was the only way to survive in this world where wild beasts were rampant. Even though it was the middle of the night, the young people of the village still had to go into the mountains to hunt as there were more animals active at night. While there were many dangers that came from entering the mountains at night, there were also greater rewards.

All the villagers were used to this lifestyle. The children who remained in the village do not sleep as they gather to play and compete, waiting for them to adults return from hunts. The children, with the mucus still hanging from their noses, casually played with the stone blocks that weighed over 100 jin.

A group of teenagers were competing to see who could build a large 1000 jin cauldron in the village. [1 jin is equal to 0.6 kg]

Zhang Ye looked at the group of small animals and sighed silently. It's truly rubbish when you compare your strength to these kids. But this did not make him feel depressed. Although he was spoken to from time to time behind his back, he used his ability to speak sweetly to temporarily stay in this small town. What really hurt his balls was something that had popped into his head.

Super Founder System.

Initially, Zhang Ye was incredibly happy, thinking that world travelers had exclusive benefits. However, the first explanation of the system immediately made his heart go cold.

"Main Mission of the System: The Host has to create a sect, establishing the number one sect in this world, becoming the strongest founder in the world."

"The main mission is divided into different stages. All stages have to be completed in a certain period of time of 1 month, if the task is not completed within the deadline, directly eliminate the host!"

Zhang Ye looked at the explanation of the system, especially that last line 'Directly remove the host'.

He was speechless for a long time before squeezing a few words through his teeth, "Fuck why don't you just kill me outright!"

After venting his anger, Zhang Ye read the details of the mission. He wasn't prepared to risk challenging the system, seeing if he could actually remove it. He only came to this world, he did not even heat his seat, he did not want to die again naturally after reading the following he lost all hope.

Main Mission 1.0 - Take 4 disciples.

Mission Details: Even if you are a wandering practitioner, if you want to pass on your legacy, you need to have a disciple. The most important resource of a cult will always be the people. Famous teachers teach outstanding students. It is difficult to find a famous Master. It is even more difficult to find an exceptional student.

Search time limit: 2 days. If not completed within the deadline, delete the host directly!

"This is shit!"

...

....

..

(Drip) .... (drip)

Inside a great cavern the vanishing figure ended its desperate journey. He himself did not know where he was or why he was repeatedly having mixed memories, he did not even know why his body stopped, perhaps finally unable to continue moving forward, he suspended his motor functions no matter how hard he tried to feel his diatan failed to gather anything. It is more I did not know why the hell he thought about feeling his devil is more what the hell was that?

On a flat surface, he dropped his battered body as if a puppet had its strings cut off, he immediately collapsed. The eyelids in his eyes began to close he knew, he was about to die, he could not help but smile with irony as he went from being about to go to bed to sleep in his room, to appearing in a strange place with apparent memories of lives that did not lived. He couldn't help but curse inwardly as his eyes lost their shine.

Yet when the light was about to leave his eyes the distinctive sound of something he had never known as something omnipotent entered his ears.

Conditions for transmigration .... Complete conditions.

Accessing the successor .... Full access.

Correcting errors .... Complete correction.

Combining systems ..... 10% ..... 40% ..... 60% ..... 90% ... 100% .... Systems successfully combined.

Preparing the installation ..... Installation complete.

Gacha system of the immortal online.