Lone Peak, next to the tallest sentry tower.
The banshee sat tiredly on the rocky steps, with her helmet beside her and her hair casually tied behind her head. The straight knife that had been worn out by continuous chopping was placed on her legs, and her eyes were confused as she swallowed the dried meat one bite at a time.
The divine crossbows placed around the peak were still firing, but they seemed weak.
The demon general looked at the dried meat in his hand and then at the bottom of the mountain. Long teams seemed to be fleeing and were approaching the lonely peak.
From the meteor shower yesterday to today, there have been far fewer fireballs, but the indescribable depression has not diminished by half.
In a short period of time, the creatures in the small world of Shengping experienced the most terrifying apocalypse.
The number of living creatures has plummeted.
This is not over yet, death will continue to be a theme in the next few years.
According to the analysis of the knowledge learned in the school, it will take at least a hundred or even a thousand years to restore the prosperity before the disaster. Looking down from the top of the mountain at the devastated world, all that can be felt is despair. This is the first time that the Banshee has witnessed the end of the world with his own eyes.
There is a tightness in the chest and I feel like I can't breathe, and I feel deeply depressed.
The station was a little noisy, and the demon general frowned impatiently.
There are constant streams of light above the dust cloud approaching the station. There are already dozens of monks waiting anxiously on the top of the mountain, and more monks are coming.
Alone without worries.
Some of them bring their relatives with them, and some bring their disciples with high potential and talent.
Men, women, and children gathered in the designated area to wait. The old people were cautious, while the young people looked around curiously. It was the first time for the young men and women to see the legendary 'Guardian' of the world, and they were even more curious about the flying boat.
The fact that the snake demon army descended from the sky to exterminate the evil spirits was not widely publicized.
The existence of the Lone Peak Snake Demon Soldier is also a secret of certain forces and has been deliberately downplayed for many years.
After all, there is an old saying that people who are not from our race must have different minds. It is difficult for the human cultivation world to trust a powerful monster force that appears inexplicably, even if it is really strong.
One after another, advanced monks arrived, and some were wary and hostile towards each other, while others were enthusiastic.
His eyes glanced at Feizhou intentionally or unintentionally.
Of course, they were not admiring the artistic paintings of the snake demons, they really wanted to leave.
No matter what happens next, the environment in the small world of Shengping has become harsh, and it is considered to be the end of the Dharma era. If you want to go further, there is only one way to leave Shengping and go to another intact world.
The banshee will sneer.
No one can leave until ordered.
Silently estimating the time, the distress letter has probably been sent back, but unfortunately, everything is irreversible...
suddenly!
The demon general and the monks who are about to survive the tribulation stand up!
His eyes were fixed on the sky.
Fear, panic, is the most terrifying thing about to happen after a brief silence?
As time went by, the monster soldiers and monks also discovered the huge meteorite, and they all felt helpless. It was too big, and even though it was still far away and the crash point was somewhere else, they still couldn't feel any luck. It is enough to destroy everything...
The monks felt that they could not wait any longer, so a monk with the highest level of cultivation and the oldest standing stood up.
Step by step, he walked up to the demon general on the steps and silently saluted.
"General, nothing can be done. The natural disaster is irreversible. It's time to consider leaving."
"..."
The banshee general glanced at the old man and remained silent.
Instead of throwing down your pick and leaving, it would be better to use your last strength to smash the meteor into pieces.
The fiery red object in the sky changes from a small dot to the size of a pea, and even ordinary people can see it when they look up.
The old monk took out several jade bottles.
"It's just a small gift, but please let the general accept it."
The demon general turned his head and took a serious look. It was very interesting. It was the first time since he was stationed in the small world of Shengping that someone had given him a gift. The gifts he had pieced together were all rare treasures for the monks in exchange for the ship tickets.
There are some things that don’t need to be stated, just give gifts without asking for them.
Neither the human monks nor the monster beasts who have survived the tribulation can ignore those pills. The monster general understands that although the things are good, they are hot to the touch. As long as you take the gift, you have to leave a seat in the cabin of the spaceship.
The monks are very capable of analyzing things, and it can be seen that the status of the garrison team is average.
If you want to improve, you cannot do without resources.
Considering that cultivation is not easy, the chances of boarding the ship in exchange for supplies are high.
It does make the demon's heart flutter, but it's just a heart flutter.
Looking at the glowing elixir in the old man's hand, and then at the flying boat made with ultra-high technology, he shook his head and sighed helplessly.
"well……"
Put on your helmet and get up.
He paused as he walked past the old man.
"We will not leave until we receive orders."
Leaving is easier said than done.
The snake demons would rather stay on the top of the mountain blowing in the wind than go to the vast void.
As for the monks gathered in the lonely peak, they can stay if they like. It is just a good opportunity to look down on the world from the cliff and see how fragile the world that provides them with practice is, so as to avoid the high self-esteem of ordinary mortals who open their mouths and shut up.
On the edge of the cliff, the banshee will face the cold wind and look down at the world. You don't need a sky survey mirror to know how miserable it is, especially now, when the final catastrophe is waiting.
Extraordinary hearing hears humans at the foot of the mountain praying to gods that don't even exist.
As the temporary representative, the old man still refused to give up. He walked to the side of the demon general and looked at the little mortals at the foot of the mountain who were crying for salvation.
Do ruthless vicissitudes of life.
"We can save hundreds of thousands of people, but not tens of thousands. We can't do anything but watch."
Hearing this, the banshee general shook her head.
"No, there's one thing you can do."
"Oh? What's the matter?"
"Pray to the true God to save all living things."
“Which side is sacred?”
The old man is puzzled, which god can come to the world to relieve disasters?
The demon general raised his head and said two words.
"Dragon."
After saying that, he turned around and walked back to the highest point of the peak, half-kneeling on one knee and bowing his head.
The demon soldiers lined up in an orderly manner behind the demon general, also half-kneeling on one knee, silently praying to the Dragon King to save the common people without saying a word.
The black-red fireball in the sky is getting bigger and bigger...
Half a day ago.
A certain Celestial Master’s birthday party in Taoist Immortal Mountain.
Seats and low tables were arranged neatly in the square, and lights were decorated under the starry sky. People were chatting with joy. This birthday banquet was a grand occasion. From the reception of guests in the early morning until the silver moon hung in the sky, the number of gods and goddesses from all walks of life far exceeded expectations. The banquet started at noon. The banquet began until midnight.
Bai Yujun, who was restless, sat with Chunyang Yimai, in a slightly quiet and leisurely position on the outside.
Irritated and anxious, the food on the low table remained untouched.
I try to look at the future again and again, but I can never see what is happening. The worse it is, the worse it is, which means the matter is serious.
Maybe risking a few months of his life would enhance his talent, unless Bai Yujun went crazy.
I don’t know which world or what happened. I only have vague premonitions and it’s difficult to deal with it.
The only thing to do is to wait.
Slender fingers rubbed the swollen forehead, which really made Long worried.
Someone was talking on the stage in the square. Bai Yujun was so dizzy that he couldn't hear clearly. He seemed to have mentioned something about playing music or dancing. Maybe it was a birthday party entertainment. The hand rubbing his eyebrows suddenly paused, recalling the scene he saw while looking at the future. , is it really going to come true?
His tongue licked the two sharp fangs at the corners of his mouth.
With the special ability to interfere with the future, I randomly chose a more favorable future...
