coming.
The end is coming.
Twelve o'clock at midnight.
There seemed to be a dull bell ringing, echoing over the entire city.
An aurora streaked across the sky, and the colorful glazed light fell, as if reflecting an infinitely extending Milky Way, which was so beautiful and intoxicating.
"Mom, look."
"Aurora, aurora, aurora on TV!!"
There was an innocent little girl who pointed at the glazed aurora on the horizon and jumped up excitedly, attracting her family members.
Yang Feng squinted his eyes and looked at the beautiful scenery, but his mood was extremely complicated.
The sea of life.
That is the embodiment of the ocean of life.
Every grass, every tree, every flower, every tree has a spirit.
Whether it is humans, plants, or birds and animals, they will return to their original location after death - the Sea of Life.
It's everywhere.
It belongs to another world.
The remaining memories of all living things will be washed away in the sea of life, just like drinking Meng Po soup in the legend, all impurities will fade away.
The pure spirit, having experienced the cleansing of the sea of life, will come again.
They become flowers, grass, birds, animals, insects in the soil, or children in the hospital incubator.
Too much grit.
There was too much grit to wash.
Entertainment, desire, money, power, pain, struggle, helplessness, collapse, extinction...
All of them, the large amount of thoughts and thoughts generated, and the remaining filth have infected the entire sea of life and brought the entire ecosystem to the verge of collapse.
tilt.
The filthy gravel can only be dumped back into the real world.
Blah blah blah.
Blah blah blah.
The endless stream of light in the sky is like a cracked silver bottle, sprinkling countless shining spots of gravel, falling to the world like light rain.
beautiful.
So beautiful.
Golden grit adorns the Milky Way.
The light rain is so sacred, accompanied by the breeze, slowly falling on people's bodies.
“So comfortable~~”
"Is this a miracle?"
"Quick, quick, let's drink more, maybe we can get rid of all diseases and prolong life!!"
Under the light and rain, people accepted the gravel scattered by the sea of life, and felt waves of comfort, which was warm and refreshing.
They're not really rain.
The light spots penetrated into the skin, penetrated into the body, and gradually melted and dissolved.
Ectoplasmic Grit.
They are filth.
They are resentments.
They are desires.
They are dirty things that even the sea of life cannot handle! !
Blood vessels bulged and exploded, and countless people's bodies suffered serious distortions. The pure spirits in their bodies were contaminated, causing their bodies to mutate crazily.
His eyes were filled with blood-red filaments.
Greedy desire makes the mouth full of sharp teeth.
The sharp black nails wrapped around the entire finger and extended like a sharp knife.
Uh-huh-uh-huh.
Uh-huh-uh-huh.
Many people let out low, inhuman roars from their throats.
A large amount of light rain fell, and countless filth invaded. The infected person's consciousness became increasingly blurred, and eventually turned into a monster.
Ho ho ho ho ho! !
Ho ho ho ho ho! !
With terrifying roars, the monsters frantically pounced on the people around them, trying to plunder fresh energy.
There are even scarier things.
The huge growths of sarcoma, as well as the translucent organic matter with weird and deformed substances, grew crazily under the irrigation and moisture of light and rain.
monster.
A bunch of deformed monsters emerged from the fleshy tumors, emitting even more terrifying and shuddering roars.
hell.
Everything downstairs became a picture of hell.
It is impossible to describe the tragic scenes. I can only see monsters chasing innocent people, and the screams are endless.
Under the wash of light and rain.
The entire world seems to be experiencing the burning of fire. Not only mutated humans, but also plants and animals have undergone special distortions.
Flames burn the world.
This is an apocalyptic cleanup.
This is a final reckoning with the remaining filth.
This is...a mutation frenzy of trillions of lives! ! !
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Light rain pattered.
Yang Feng stood in front of the window, his cold eyes flashing, and the corners of his mouth kept rising, showing an excited expression.
A thought.
The mark on his forehead gradually expanded.
The pitch-black color completely enveloped the entire cheek, and both the eyes, nose and ears were replaced by a mirror-like darkness.
There was only an extremely exaggerated mouth, occupying less than half of Ghost Face's face, split from the base of his left ear to the base of his right ear.
open the window.
Yang Feng opened his mouth wide and stuck out a sticky tongue, tasting the light rain falling from the eaves.
tasty.
So delicious.
The spiritual gravel contains residual filthy consciousness.
Whether it is the obsession with money, the desire for power, or the twisted and crazy love... they are all the most delicious spices.
"These negative emotions can make me stronger."
"The ghost face of the dark gold rare grade can swallow up these filth, and the disgusting spiritual gravel is actually my nutritional supplement."
Yang Feng felt very satisfied, and Ghost Face gave him another big surprise.
Distortion of spirit.
There are some people who are determined and able to survive the initial mutation, thereby gaining powerful power and becoming the evolvers that countless people dream of.
But...evolvers are also divided into strong and weak. If you want to gain stronger power, you must deepen the degree of distortion.
Explain in another sentence.
The more powerful the evolver is, the more he needs to give up his humanity and accept special aberrations, which will most likely turn him into a monster in the end! !
This is an unsolvable question.
In the ten years of the dark apocalypse, people first longed for power, but in the end people were afraid of power, fearing that they would one day be unable to hold on and become deformed and twisted aliens.
The ghost face is not afraid.
It can actually feed on spiritual gravel.
This is probably the true power of the dark gold-level artifact.
hunting.
Hunt.
"Don't waste a day."
"I want to hunt, plunder more ectoplasm, and be the first to become the strongest without anyone noticing!!"
Yang Feng's sticky tongue licked his dark, mirror-like cheeks, turned around and left the room, preparing to go downstairs.
crazy.
Outside the apartment, there are monsters everywhere, and even more terrifying alien species.
Yang Feng actually wanted to launch a cruel hunting operation on the first day of this apocalypse! !
Not a moment can be lost.
No moment can be wasted.
Get stronger, get stronger, get stronger, get stronger, get stronger! !
I want all those who betrayed me, all those who bullied me, and all those who insulted me in my previous life to be torn to pieces in the most tragic way and with the most cruel techniques! !
Yang Feng came to the second floor of the apartment and opened the window.
He looked at several rotting corpses downstairs, chasing the poor fleeing humans, with their whole faces extremely distorted. He stepped on the outdoor unit of the air conditioner and jumped down.
