As the morning light of the fourth day fell, the figure of the overlord insect loomed in the mountains and rivers. At this time, he came to a huge mountain range. The majestic mountains rose in front of him, like the oldest poem in the world, telling the immortal years.
Facing these picturesque mountains and rivers, the huge body of the Overlord Insect actually seems a bit small. He shuttled between these mountains, turning around and leaping, all requiring full strength and skill. He needs to carefully look for every stone wall suitable for him to stand on. Sometimes he chooses to walk along the mountain, sometimes he slides between two mountains, using his own elasticity to cooperate with the concave and convex shapes of the mountain.
These mountains and rivers are steep and deep, as if they are about to surround the Overlord Insect. However, even in the face of such difficulties, the Overlord Bug has no intention of backing down. With firm eyes, he listened to the encouragement from the towering trees and ran towards the Eastern Continent without wavering.
The early morning sunlight outlines his firm figure, especially the light that shines between the valleys, making the Overlord look even more majestic and solemn. His march, whether across an abyss or across rocks, is like a grand poem, depicting an indomitable and perseverant spirit.
The Overlord Bug in this scene is like a traveler, exploring an unknown journey. Although there are many difficulties, his confidence and determination remain the same. It is a kind of persistence and belief in the future, fearlessly facing any situation. challenges.
In the early morning of the fifth day, the sun shines on the back of the overlord insect, gentle and constant, giving it the courage to keep moving forward. However, the rugged mountain road was like a temporary barrier, hindering the speed of the Tyrannosaurus rex. He had to walk more carefully, every step calculated with pinpoint accuracy. The Overlord Bug walked on the mountain road and patiently crossed the mountains.
Time is like sand and gravel, slipping away quietly. It was not until the afternoon that the Overlord Bug managed to see the end of the mountains. He climbed to the top of the last mountain, where the winding road seemed to finally find its exit. He looked at the scene ahead and found that he had seen the edge of the forest, and beyond that, there was an endless ocean.
He knew his destination was ahead. So he came down from the top of the mountain and found himself in the forest. He was so huge that he couldn't appreciate those short trees. They were like fragile seedlings, easily crushed under the heavy pace of the Tyrannosaurus. However, this did not slow down the progress of the Tyrannosaurus rex.
The afterglow of the setting sun reflected on the Overlord Bug, making him look even more spectacular. Every step he took broke the tranquility of the forest and heralded the beginning of a new journey. Covered in twilight, he continued to move towards his goal, with a fearless look that only the sea could match.
At dusk in the fantasy world, the golden sunset hangs at the junction of heaven and earth like a blazing fireball, reflecting the sunset and flowing like molten copper. In the dusty wilderness, an old high priest was lying in a deep and cool cave, enjoying his rare leisure time.
The high priest's face was covered with wrinkles of time, like a tired map, recording the wind, frost, rain, snow and vicissitudes of his life. However, the vicissitudes of these years did not weaken his mental strength, but made his eyes shine with a deeper and wiser light.
Suddenly, the peaceful valley seemed to be shaken by an invisible hand. The rocks shook, the stone walls cracked, and dust and rocks flew everywhere. It was as chaotic as the end of the world. The high priest was awakened by the sudden shock. He felt as if his body was being stung by countless needles. His heart was suppressing an indescribable fear and beating rapidly.
Outside, panicked shouts and curses could be heard intertwined, and a terrifying atmosphere filled the air like a thick fog. The high priest tried to calm down, showing a trace of confusion and vigilance. He knew that this time was not a simple earthquake.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew past the entrance of the cave, instantly blowing dust all over the silent cave. A strong man with dark skin and wearing an animal skin skirt rushed in. His eyes were full of fear and tension, a kind of despair when his life was in danger.
"High Priest, it's bad!" His voice was hoarse and urgent, "There is a huge insect outside, which is almost half as high as the mountain!" His words were full of unconcealable horror.
The high priest frowned, and the uneasiness in his heart surged like a tidal wave. He knew that this planet was about to face an unknown challenge, a disaster that he could not even calculate in his lifetime.
The high priest relied on the man's steady arms and moved with difficulty, his wrinkled face full of determination. The airflow at the entrance of the cave alternated between hot and cold due to the strong vibrations, as if foreshadowing some unknown doomsday.
They walked out of the cave entrance, and as far as they could see, the originally green and vibrant forest suddenly fell silent in the face of an irresistible force. The thousand-year-old tree, which was originally as tall as a spear, hides crystal clear fruits under the rich green leaves. But now, these leafy trees seemed to have encountered a disaster, being ruthlessly broken and their branches and leaves scattered all over the ground.
They looked up and saw a huge pine caterpillar about twenty-five meters high and nearly a hundred meters long, winding like a long silver dragon in the forest. Every time it moves, it leaves a deep mark on the earth, and its majestic momentum is breathtaking.
The body of this pine caterpillar is covered with dense hair, like a carapace made of gold. Each hair is nearly one meter long, nakedly showing a powerful deterrent. These hairs shimmered like cold iron under the sunlight, exuding a chilling aura, making the entire forest seem to fall into deathly silence.
The giant pine caterpillar has a ferocious appearance and earth-shattering movements. Every time it moves, it is accompanied by slight tremors on the ground. Everywhere it passed was gone, and an indescribable feeling of shock echoed in the heart of the high priest.
The pine caterpillar went straight to the ocean ahead, like a beast with a broken chain and finally ran wild. In the distance, the waves became more turbulent under its joy, foreshadowing the coming storm.
Looking at this extremely terrifying scene, the high priest felt a heavy sense of oppression. In his eyes, there was more determination and relief, and a resolute will that was not afraid and regarded death as home. He knew that all humans must face this challenge that may change the fate of all of them, and that they will definitely not succeed.
The man stared at the terrifying pine caterpillar with wide eyes. His chest was rising and falling violently, and every breath felt like he was using all his strength. He took a deep breath of cold air, tried to suppress the fear in his heart, and asked reluctantly: "High Priest..."
His hands clenched into fists and his voice trembled, "This bug seems to be heading towards the humans on the mainland. Isn't this bug the one you predicted to destroy the entire planet?" .”
The high priest looked up at the sky, but his peripheral vision always fell on the huge creature in front of him. He shook his head and was silent for a moment. His eyes revealed a complex emotion, including melancholy and helplessness. "I don't know if it's him." His voice was calm but a little heavy.
The words echoed in the valley, harmonious like strings but full of melancholy. "I didn't predict everything, just a rough prediction." His voice was deep and smooth, as if he was telling a heroic history. This is their fate and a fate they cannot escape.
"I don't know if he will destroy mankind." The high priest looked further away with a deep expression. "I feel more that he is just the cause of this disaster." His tone was rather lonely, as if he had predicted the future misfortune.
The words of the high priest seemed to cause a breeze in the valley, stirring the air into ripples. Both of them were immersed in this solemn atmosphere, harboring the same worries and facing an unknown future together.
The man was silent for a long time, and finally plucked up the courage to ask out the doubts in his heart: "Then what exactly did you predict?" His eyes were full of confusion and confusion, as if he was searching for a faint light in the darkness.
The high priest closed his eyes, trying to maintain his grace and calm the turmoil in his heart. He held his breath deeply, as if he was about to plunge his soul into an unknown place thousands of years ago. After a moment, he spoke slowly, his voice low and matter-of-fact: "The earth collapsed, cracks appeared, and they will crack throughout the week, the oceans dried up, all living things disappeared, the wind roared, lightning flashed and thundered, volcanoes erupted, and the earth shook. ." Every word was like a heavy stone falling into the water, causing a huge shock in my heart.
His words seemed to paint a picture of doomsday, magnificent and cruel, making people feel fearful. "The entire future is dark." The despair in the high priest's words was like a black cloud in the night sky, making people feel timid.
Then, he turned his head and looked at the huge pine caterpillar like a hill, with a hint of complexity and deeper alertness flashing in his eyes. He emphasized repeatedly: "And this bug, he can never do this. He may just be the fuse of this disaster."
The high priest's warning and prophecy hit the man's heart like a heavy punch, leaving him in endless shock and helplessness. Looking at the pine caterpillar in the distance that looked like a crazy beast, they were unable to do anything. They could only wait quietly, waiting for the darkness to come in the future and waiting for the judgment of fate.
In front of them, the huge pine caterpillar was still moving steadily towards the continent ahead, like an unstoppable demon, and its existence itself was a threat. But what can they do? After all, that's all they can do - wait quietly, looking ahead, until what is coming will finally be revealed.
