Judging from the body temperature, "Gu" is indeed dead. His body temperature is exactly the same as the surrounding environment.
From a time perspective, he must be dead as well. According to some instruments inside the Pillar of Heaven, it may have been more than 3,000 years since the Azurite people left. Even those with extreme spiritual abilities would not be able to survive for such a long time.
But around it, especially the crystal on the forehead of the blue crystal man, there is a very obvious supernatural fluctuation.
Coupled with the fact that there is a serious demon on his head, any situation may happen.
Zhang Ming was a little unsure. He scratched his hair at the temples, braced himself, and shouted: "Hello? Are you still alive?"
"Are you still alive?"
This sound was not loud. Some spiritual language methods were used to condense the sound into a line.
In the silent Pillar of Heaven, only the red moon on the ceiling emits a dim red light.
Zhang Ming's heart was in his throat. After waiting for a few minutes, there was no response from Gu. Instead, the red moon began to squirm again.
Zhang Ming did not dare to delay for too long, took a deep breath and said: "Shimama, can you trace the history here?"
Shimama rolled a few times. In this situation, it didn't dare to go crazy. Instead, it was a little serious and said some spiritual words.
The general meaning is that historical retrieval is an ability of the time system. The demon god in the sky, the "Insect of Time and Space", obviously also has the ability of the time system.
(If you search for past history, it may be stimulated, and maybe the red moon will wake up immediately!)
(Can you, Emperor Zhang Ming, bear this risk?)
Zhang Ming was silent for a moment and sneered: "I'm here now, it makes me, Emperor Zhang, feel like I'm going to run away..."
"Don't worry, I will tie a rope around you, Emperor Shi. Whenever there is a crisis, I will drag you, Emperor Shi, into the shelter of the Source of the World. How about this plan?"
Shimama tampered with her speech and was a little nervous: "This plan is not good."
Zhang Ming said: "I also know that the protection of the Source of the World is not omnipotent. Once you, Emperor Shi, die, I, Emperor Zhang, will be buried with you. I am not afraid, but you are afraid of a hammer."
After Shimama was provoked to death, she carefully brewed it there.
Lao Zhang actually took a rope and tied it up. This time the rope was very strong. It was made from the sinews of a monster that had been carefully tanned. He carefully said: "Now that the matter has come to this, we can only force it." I continue with my scalp, I can’t let my soul possess this blue crystal man.”
"If his soul is still alive, this kind of possession will bring serious backlash."
With the ability to split the soul, the spiritual backlash caused by possessing a "dead object" can be tolerated; while possessing a living creature, the backlash will undoubtedly be increased tenfold or a hundred times.
"I can only trouble you, Emperor Shi, to look back on history and try not to disturb the red moon."
After making all preparations, Shimama "Gululu" rolled into the room and rolled directly onto "Gu"'s butt. This scene made Lao Zhang terrified - this guy is really lawless!
Fortunately, the azure man didn't react at all.
Shimama was shaking with concentration, looking back on history...
Zhang Ming carefully came to the edge of a quartz window in the corridor, took out a rough metal piece from his backpack, and used the reflection of the metal piece to quietly look at the red moon in the sky.
This damn demon seems to be on the verge of awakening. He has a special sense of human gaze. He doesn't dare to use a mirror or a mobile phone camera to take pictures.
It can only be measured indirectly using the reflection of rough metal.
Sure enough, as the historical review continued, Hong Yue seemed to notice something and began to accelerate her twitching!
One after another, strange growths appear on the surface of the moon, like a dense layer of goosebumps.
Dark red mist condensed in the sky.
A rustling murmur, like a whisper in the ear.
In just a few seconds, those thousands of protrusions formed a red wave on the surface of the moon!
Seeing this scene, Zhang Ming's scalp was numb, the blood vessels in his brain seemed to burst, the muscles in his body were tense, and his hands and feet became as cold as ice.
It started to rain lightly in the sky, and only the biting wind howled with the raindrops.
The red protrusion that appeared out of thin air was like plasticine, stretching longer and longer.
Thousands of faces, struggling to get out!
"Hey, Shimama, you scared the baby, take it easy."
While Zhang Ming was terrified, he held a rope in his hand, ready to drag Shimama back at any time.
Even the source of the world hanging around his neck can inspire the strongest life-saving ability "shelter".
But at such a close range, he was not sure that "Sanctuary" could block the powerful attack from the Demon God.
But strangely, as the number of faces increased and they continued to struggle, Hong Yue's signs of awakening were suppressed.
Perhaps it has not yet awakened and has not found a clear target to attack, or it may be due to some other reason...
After suffering for half an hour, Shimama completed the historical review and rolled out of the room.
It seemed a little downcast, and in an old voice, it whispered: "Lost."
"What?"
"Lost!!" The guy deliberately prolonged his voice, looking extremely frustrated.
Zhang Ming quickly left the quartz glass and walked to the lower floor of the tower. After activating the shielding function of the Source of the World, he laughed: "What did you find?"
Shimama did not write any ink, and read out the corresponding spiritual language illusion.
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Three thousand years ago.
It was a day of lightning and thunder. The waves were rolling, the wind was howling, and hundreds of epic ships were floating on the sea of demons.
And hundreds of kilometers away on the sea level, there is an unparalleled huge vortex!
The blue crystal people finally waited for the supernatural phenomenon they had been longing for - "space turbulence".
Yes, they have been waiting for this celestial phenomenon for a long, long time. With this backup plan, even if the hunt for the demon god fails, the blue crystal family can escape in time through the "space turbulence".
"Our clan can only estimate the general direction of the spatial turbulence now, and cannot confirm the distance of transmission."
"But the distance that such a huge celestial phenomenon can be transmitted exceeds the sensing range of the time and space insect."
"Then everyone, just today, implement the specific plan... Those who should stay should stay, and those who should leave should also leave."
At this moment, the land of the Azurite World has been completely submerged by the sea water. Super giant ships like islands turned on their engines and left the world of the Azurite people.
At this moment, they became homeless.
Standing on the highest floor of the tower and looking down, these giant wheels are like stars, and they are too small compared to the Sea of Demon Gods.
After losing the mainland, only these giant ships are left in the homeland of the Azurite people. How cruel...
And tens of thousands of warriors who were willing to face the fear of death voluntarily stayed on the tower.
"Friends and comrades, this is a glorious day, and it is also a day that will go down in history!" "Gu" stood on the high tower and delivered his final speech affectionately, "If we lose, our clan will have to become homeless. People have been drifting in the sea of demons for a long time..."
"The last wish from our one billion ancestors to kill the demon god is ready."
"Thousands of years of struggle, countless days and nights of journey, are about to come to an end today."
"Dear friends, after the entire attack command is activated, the control center of the Pillar of Heaven will immediately drain your life force."
"Death is the end of life, but it is also the starting point of a new world and a new history. I need you to use the last wishes you formed when you died to hedge against the fear of death."
"Then, it's up to me to deliver the final blow."
"If you can't overcome the fear of death, you don't have to be harsh on yourself. Just don't make any last wishes. Your names will also be remembered by history."
"At this moment, you are standing here. You are great and noble!"
After the simple speech, a countdown appeared on the screen.
"Gu" came to the top room and waited quietly.
He is not alone.
He heard the chorus on every floor of the Pillar of Origin. Thirty thousand warriors of the Blue Crystal Civilization who died generously sang heroic songs. Wave after wave of slightly sad voices spread throughout every corner of the tower. A corner.
That is their eternal song.
"Please do not weep at my grave, I am not here, I have not slept forever.
I am the thousands of gentle winds blowing in the world, I am the shining jade crystal on the tower,
It is the ears of wheat when the millet is ripe, and it is the gentle autumn rain curtain.
I turned into a torrent and patrolled with the fish. I was the gentle star shadow in the night sky.
Don't cry at my grave,
I'm not here, I'm never gone. "
A smile appeared on Gu's face. Perhaps at this moment, he was looking forward to the future; or perhaps, he recalled stories from the past.
Sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty, the millennium plan of the Blue Crystal Civilization is about to reach its final destination.
It seemed that his life was just waiting for this final moment of dedication.
The smile on "Gu"'s face grew brighter, and he proudly took out a photo on his chest.
In the photo, his wife, who had passed away long ago, was holding her newborn child with a happy face - that was a story from a long, long time ago.
The lifespan of the "Spiritual Limiter" is much longer than that of ordinary blue crystal people. As time goes by, his relatives have long disappeared in the long river of history, and even his children have long since passed away.
As for the remaining relatives, generation after generation, after three generations, the close feeling gradually disappeared.
The difference in life span is also a very real and objective issue. Who is willing to accept the birth, old age, illness and death of their children?
At the last moment of his death, "Gu" recalled his relatives.
He recalls his parents and misses his children.
Perhaps the most valuable work in my life is to give birth to the next generation and pass on life.
Birth, aging, illness and death are happening all the time.
When the world meets the world, when people meet, there are always so many stories.
There are many stories that have disappeared in the long river of history, and some stories have become epics, legends, and myths...
(End of chapter)
