At dawn, the faint morning light awakens the sleeping world.
A light mist enveloped the earth, and the grass blades were stained with dew and slipped quietly. From time to time, one or two birds chirped, clear and melodious.
In the haze, two huge mountain ranges spanned the sky and the earth, forming an "eight" shape, and a large river passed through the middle, with endless turbulence.
This river is the Ambergris River, which is formed by the convergence of thousands of streams in the Dragon Mountains and nourishes hundreds of millions of people in the Red Kingdom.
The mountains on both sides of the river look like the fangs of a giant dragon, hence the name "Dragon Tooth Mountain Range".
At this time, in a stone mountain in the north of the Dragon Tooth Mountains, a winding underground cave was dug under the huge mountain. The cave walls are angular and rough, as if they were the product of some kind of violent excavation, barbarism and randomness.
The cave was red and extremely hot. There was a smell of sulfur in the air, as if it was connected to a magma pool underground, and the temperature was extremely high.
The light source and heat come from the deepest part of the cave, an egg-shaped object covered with blood vessels. It is about two meters high and very huge, resembling the legendary dragon egg.
There is a light group inside the egg, which flickers on and off, like a beating heart, and there seems to be magma and iron flowing in it. As it is closed and released, the blood vessels covering the eggshell become red and translucent, and the heat is amazing.
If you listen carefully, you can seem to hear the sound of pulse, one after another, echoing in the quiet cave.
Time flows quietly, as if between an instant and eternity, from eternity to the future
Suddenly, the eggshell moved, and then cracked open with a "click" sound.
After an unknown amount of time, a slender hand stretched out from the crack. The nails were dark and sharp, with a cold light. I saw it grabbing the edge of the eggshell and breaking it hard.
"Crack"
A piece of debris fell, and the interior alternated between light and dark, with white smoke rising slowly. Then more fragments fell.
When the gap opened to a certain extent, the creature curled up in the eggshell stretched its body and climbed up.
This is a humanoid creature, more than three meters tall, with beautiful lines and solid muscles. The two opposites are perfectly blended together in it, which is both beautiful and full of explosive power.
Its skin was dark red, and the blood vessels under the skin flickered, as if lava and molten iron were flowing. There are two huge recurved horns on the head, extending to both sides along with the wavy brown hair. The golden vertical pupils were like cat's eyes enlarged to one size, mysterious and strange.
Further down, the nose is small and the chin is delicate, but it reveals a bit of purity.
The bright red mouth opened slightly, revealing the sharp teeth inside, a mixture of fatality and temptation. There is a slender tail behind the round buttocks, swinging lazily.
Its eyes were a little blurry, as if it had just experienced a long dream, and its eyes were blurred by drunkenness, as if it was just waking up from a dream.
"ah"
It stretched and yawned widely. When the breasts are lifted up, the curves are exposed and the scale is astonishing. Because the height is much higher than that of humans, it cannot be described by conventional sizes. In short, it is impossible to buy the right size in the mall.
After yawning, it curled up again, as if it hadn't slept enough yet and wanted to go back to sleep.
After a while, strange things started happening.
Its body continues to shrink and become smaller, the big horns on its head gradually shrink, its tail becomes thinner and shorter, its sharp teeth become smoother, its expanded muscles become softer, its huge bones become slender, and the golden color in its pupils gradually fades. It was replaced by a translucent bright red.
In the blink of an eye, the monster that looked like a succubus turned into a pure 28-year-old girl, with skin as white as snow, a graceful figure, and full of alluring vitality.
She stretched out again, climbed out of the eggshell, and walked barefoot in the rugged cave.
Before long, she was blocked by a huge rock. Judging from the traces around it, it was dragged in from outside to block the hole.
I saw her opening her mouth lightly and blowing on the stone.
"call"
The air flow turned into a transparent blue flame, which blew on the stone surface. It started to melt from a point, spread rapidly, and finally turned into a pool of magma.
The morning light shines in, and the chirping of birds is clear and sweet.
She walked out of the cave, closed her eyes, and took a breath as if she had been reborn.
When she opened it again, she looked at the blue sky. His red pupils were like blood, and his gaze was like a sword, as if he wanted to pierce the sky and open a big hole in the sky.
"World, here I come"
She chanted softly, her voice was ethereal, but it contained indescribable power.
At the same time, in another corner of the world, in a dark and deep underground tunnel, a lonely voice was echoing.
A small rubber ball, kicked with a kick, Malan blooms twenty-one,
Two five six, two five seven, two eight two nine thirty one,
Three five six, three five seven, three eight three nine forty one,
The voice is full of childishness, like orchids in an empty valley, or like the whispers of ghosts. It is indescribably terrifying, yet clear and sweet.
In the darkness, a pair of bright green eyes danced like burning green fire.
Eight five six, eight five seven, eight eight eight nine nine one,
Nine five six, nine five seven, nine eight nine nine hundred one
A small rubber ball, kicked with a kick, Malan blooms twenty-one,
The sound repeats itself over and over again, monotonous and lonely.
The sun rises and sets, the stars move, one day passes, several days pass, more than ten days pass, and it is the eve of dawn again, and the sound still echoes in the dark and deep corridor, as if it is an eternal reincarnation.
To the far south, in a dark basement, there was a long gun lying on an old desk.
The gun body had a cold sheen, and a white hand gently touched it. Wherever your fingertips touch, brilliance flows, like a dream.
After a long time, the woman in white robe standing in front of the table reached out and the spear disappeared into thin air.
She took one last look at the simply furnished room, looking from the bookcase to the iron frame bed to the table and chairs. She picked up the suitcase on the floor, walked lightly to the door, and closed the door gently.
More than ten hours later, the sun set. Thousands of kilometers away in the wilderness, a convoy was slowly moving forward.
On the hood of the last truck, a young man was lying on his back, chewing a straw stalk in his mouth, looking at the orange-red sunset, seemingly lost in thought.
People always say that a man grows up looking at the back of another man.
In the orange-red light, he seemed to see a back figure with shoulders against the sky and the earth.
He could have asked that figure to take him with him, so that he could stay away from danger and live a comfortable life.
But he didn't.
Because he knew that the reason why that person took action was because he thought highly of him, and the reason why he did not take him away was also because he thought highly of him.
He wants to be that person.
Keep your true heart and navigate the world
