A huge blood-colored full moon hung above the gray and broken sky. The surface of the moon was like a sea of blood, ebbing and flowing.
There is no sun, no bright auroras and starry curtains, and the day and night are silent.
Except for the blood moon, everything you looked at were small and dying stars.
Vast, desolate, dead.
In the gray fog, the earth was submerged in a dreamlike sea water. A naked white-haired girl stood in the center of the world, looking up at the broken sky.
The sea water flowing with old dreams was up to her waist, and her tender body was like a masterpiece. The little squab stood upright, with a look of indifference in her eyes.
There was supposed to be one last tree here, but it burned down and the water came up.
This was also where life was created.
Ten ancient mottled, green and black huge stone statues were beheaded or had their hearts pierced. None of them was intact. Their severed limbs collapsed in the water, surrounding the girl like a dilapidated city wall.
They once established a kingdom in the afterlife on top of this fog and ashes.
But the king of the old world was still not satisfied with this, and even tried to shoot down the sun, which was how he ended up.
Even death has left them.
Only fireless embers are left washed away by the years.
She has been standing here since she was born.
The tree tomb guarded by the humble kings is her throne.
Countless memories of Henggu were like torrents, and she could not resonate with them. She had no joy or sorrow, but she was immersed in them.
They call this sound of soul "inheritance".
The anger from her bloodline makes her grow all the time. She has no sense of belonging to this anger, but she will still respond to the expectations of her people and embark on the destiny road to conquer the sun.
The Embers were watching her, and she knew that she might be the best among them.
The divine blood is so pure that it has exhausted all the wisdom of the people of the old world for thousands of years and finally restored part of the authority in the myth.
She has come close to the first generation in the long and glorious years.
Shooting down a dying sun, he had accomplished it before, and she would also accomplish it.
In this world a few days ago, she witnessed the drying up of the river of destiny, and the scorching sun could no longer exert any pressure on her.
After thousands of years of development among those traitors, there were indeed some strong ones that she needed to take seriously at this time.
For example, that woman that day.
But that's all. She is not growing up, but looking back.
What this hypocritical world is about to face is not a new demon king.
But the oldest end.
She just had to wait for her body to mature.
Time is meaningless to a girl without emotions, she will not feel impatient or impatient. The more than ten years before Ying Jie was just a short moment compared to the long years of her responsibilities.
In the gray fog outside the giant ruins, a blindfolded gray-haired prophet came across the water.
"His Majesty."
She knelt in the water and reported respectfully:
"My lord, the hero's location has been revealed through divination."
Tiya's calm and indifferent pupils moved slightly.
"where?"
"South, the original city."
"anything else?"
"...No matter how I looked, I didn't see the future he showed you."
The prophet's voice seemed hesitant, "I'm afraid, that's just a dirty trick used by brave men."
"Dirty?"
Tia was slightly confused, she didn't understand what this word meant.
"It means...it interferes with your mind."
"oh."
Tiya nodded slightly, although she still didn't quite understand, but she didn't care.
She didn't want to pay too much attention to that person.
"Let Rob get him."
Tiya paused, "Alive."
"I accept the decree."
The prophet prostrated, immersed his head in the water, and was swallowed by the sea.
Tiya looked up at the sky again, returning to her silent and cold look.
Time seemed to slow down.
It was like dropping a pebble into the waveless water of an ancient well, and the ripples made her very uncomfortable.
Her appearance in the crystal ball made her a little curious.
The self in the crystal ball is strange, at a loss, and yet very concerning.
That me seems to be very happy.
Tia rarely wanted anything, or never did. But now she really wanted to catch that man and ask him how he did it.
Then kill again.
He is a brave man after all.
So the time when there was nothing became unbearable.
Fortunately, the world above the ashes is not always so boring.
Night comes.
Without the suppression of fire, the door above the sky will loosen.
Immediately, the sky became indescribably distorted.
The stars in the sky have changed in a blink of an eye.
They were rotten "astral" eyeballs, and all the pale and lifeless pupils in the sky were staring at her as if they were conscious.
The spiritual pollution from the starry sky overflows from these indescribable sights.
The huge blood moon actually came to life. The craters on the surface turned into disgusting crawling skin, and countless deformed and terrifying greasy tentacles stretched out from the back of the moon.
Wandering in the strange deep space like a jellyfish.
Several large, dark and deep holes were opened in the sky by the resurrected blood moon.
It is not a tear in the physical sense, but a kind of degradation and destruction of space. This thin layer of sky is collapsing and shattering. Countless internal organs are stained with yellow-green pus and stretch in and out from the cracks in the sky. These organs have It is covered with densely packed deformed limbs, and they are proliferating crazily.
The sky turned into an activated sea of festering flesh.
It seemed like something was trying to squeeze in from the other side of the sky.
Under constant squirming, the blood moon finally cracked, and the moon body turned into two sarcoma-like things. A huge phaseless corpse as big as a star stirred the internal organs, and poked out from the cracks of the moon. The giant rotten white bones. The claws held a spear, and tender new flesh continued to grow on the back. An umbilical cord connected it to the blood moon and slowly descended.
And the dead wood spear that looked exactly like Gangnir was grabbed by the giant celestial body and pointed directly at the Demon King! ! !
The spiritual pollution that the entire sky cast onto the earth almost condensed into the essence of chaos, pressing down on Tiya alone.
She raised her eyes and looked at the stars in the sky that came to life.
His eyes were clear and cold.
Dragon scales emerged from under her skin, covering her naked body.
The huge dragon wings stretched out from the smooth back, and then, little fires ignited from the wings of the dragon wings————
Gather into salary.
Burning the sky and setting fire to the earth.
At the end of the Catastrophic Era, the unnamed king abandoned his throne, took over the remaining fire in the city of crime, and transformed into a salary.
After the undead left.
She, or they, are the last monitors of the abyss.
The old sun will eventually set.
And she will replace it.
The abyss is deteriorating in horror.
above the old world,
Sun rise. Heaven and earth are bright.
