Beishan Dabao Valley and Neigu Tiankeng
Deep down, Shadow Shark was quietly isolated, his blood eyes looking thoughtfully at the sleeping Qiye in front of him, silent.
For a long time, he looked up to the sky and sighed softly:
"I wonder if this little guy can bear the memory inheritance of the undead?
It all depends on God's will...
We have waited too long, too long...
If even he can't do it..."
At the end of the conversation, I was speechless and couldn't bear to tell.
At this moment, his hoarse voice no longer seemed hollow, but was very full of emotion.
It seems to have placed my last glimmer of hope, deep worries, and endless yearning for memories.
All these are complicated and contradictory, intertwined in my heart, and it is difficult to get rid of them.
On the other side, Qiye fell into a deep sleep.
His mind traveled through time and space and came to the ancient era fifty million years ago...
Time and space were twisted, and Qiye's consciousness was ruthlessly thrown out. He was still in a daze, confused by this bizarre thing, and simply couldn't figure it out.
"In the end what happened!?"
After regaining his consciousness slightly, Qiye found himself in the gray sky of the same color as the universe, and said with shock on his face.
It’s incredible!
I remember that I was in a sinkhole before, but I was just glanced at by the mysterious shadow man, and then I ended up here spinning.
"Where is this?"
Not knowing what was going on, he looked at the sky and the earth. The vastness of the sky was both strange and inexplicably familiar.
This feeling is very strange...
Feeling the rich aura of prehistoric times filling the world, it feels like you are immersed in that distant and ancient era.
Swish, swish, swish...
The scene changes...
He was unable to resist and was taken to an endless wilderness.
at a glance
On the endless plains, an ancient boulder platform with a height of about 500 meters and a circumference of about 10 kilometers protrudes.
On the huge stone platform, there is a huge furnace cauldron as big as Mount Tai.
Its belly is round and huge, as if it wants to swallow all things and encompass everything.
On the body of the tripod, there are buttons as big as the hub of a carriage wheel, scattered around the belly of the furnace, looking like the spiked armor worn by a pot-bellied general.
The furnace cauldron has two ears and three legs, like the two ears of a giant arch bridge, and can accommodate several carriages passing side by side.
The giant foot, which is about 200 meters high, is like a giant pillar, towering over the earth and sitting firmly in all directions.
Regardless of the storm in the sky, I remain unmoved.
The entire huge stone platform and the furnace cauldron are integrated into one. From a distance, it looks like the only giant thing standing on the plain. It makes people look up at it and can't help but bow down and worship.
Qiye stayed in the void and looked at the furnace in shock. Then he looked around and couldn't help but be dumbfounded:
I saw more than a million demons and ghosts gathered on the plain.
As far as the eye can see, the crowds of people are densely packed and their momentum and quantity are jaw-dropping.
This is simply a grand event between heaven and earth!
"What are they doing?"
Qiye was secretly surprised.
These monsters look strange, have horns and wings, and some are humanoid monsters, which are rare in life.
Because he was in the clouds and sky, everything on the ground could be seen clearly.
Of course, seeing so many demons gathered here, Qiye shut up in fear and watched silently to avoid making any noise.
And the demon below seemed to be unable to see him.
After waiting for a long time, I saw an angelic elder with sixteen blood-colored wings on his back on the huge stone platform.
Wearing a red gauze robe and covering his head and face, he stood proudly on the edge of the stone platform, scanning the heroes with stern eyes.
Then he waved his hand, revealing his fair and wrinkled skin, and said:
"Someone, bring them up!"
The words fell to the ground and spread thousands of miles.
Under the stage, a group of black-winged soldiers escorted more than 10,000 slaves and slowly climbed up the steps of the huge stone platform.
The bodies of these prisoners were entangled with blood-red thorns and thorns. The thorns bound their hands behind their backs and bound their bodies tightly.
The vine thorns, as sharp as steel nails, penetrated deeply into the flesh.
As long as he moves a little, he will immediately feel the severe pain all over his body.
Tick tock tick…
Drops of blood fell on countless steps. The intoxicating and sweet fragrance of blood floated in the dry air, attracting the enthusiastic and greedy eyes of the demons in the audience.
Like a pack of wild wolves, drooling as they stared at the fat sheep being led to the guillotine.
Facing the greedy and blood-thirsty gazes of millions of people, these more than 10,000 slaves kept their eyes straight and their bodies upright. Even though they knew they were going to die, they remained fearless.
Everyone was tied with blood vines, and the slightest movement made them extremely painful.
In such severe pain, they lost the ability to resist and struggle. All their strength seemed to be drained by the severe pain, and they could not feel any strength.
It can be said that it is extremely miserable to be completely reduced to an ant being eaten by a mermaid.
For seven nights, I stepped on the void and looked into the distance...
The number of these slaves is about 10,000, including men and women, old and young, like a captive ethnic group.
The entire group, led by a middle-aged couple at the front of the team, slowly followed behind them without losing their dignity.
It is unbearable to lament that the will of the race has reached such a stage, but it is still measured and orderly.
The middle-aged couple were at the forefront, even though they were tied up bloody.
The man is still tall and straight, with a brave figure, like a god of war who never gives up. He is not angry but powerful, and has a natural leadership temperament.
The woman is dignified, elegant, beautiful and pure. Although her skirt is stained with blood, it still cannot hide her holy aura. Although her face is pale, she is calm and clear.
The two of them leaned slightly against each other and climbed up the steps calmly step by step...
Qiye looked at the crowd of prisoners with dirty heads and dirty faces and blood-soaked clothes. For some reason, he felt a surge of sadness and anger in his heart.
This feeling is beyond words and cannot be described.
It was like someone had cut a knife in my heart. Under the mocking eyes of others, I could only endure the pain silently, with blood slowly trickling from my mouth.
"Why do you feel like this?"
"Why is this happening?"
He clutched his chest and murmured to himself with sad eyes.
I don’t know the prisoner on the stage at all. Since I don’t know him, why do I feel heartache?
what is this?
"Ahem...everyone!
Today, I am extremely honored to be able to gather here with all the heroes from all over the world.
No more gossip. I believe everyone can’t wait to start this feast.
Ha ha……"
The Blood Angel old man laughed heartily, as if giving a celebratory speech.
"Old man, start quickly. I've already lost weight from waiting..."
In the void, a beautiful enchantress with a fiery figure who looked like a man and a woman stretched her legs, then sat on a throne made of crystal with her legs crossed, and said coquettishly.
The sound of that voice made the demons present feel as if they were electrocuted, and their hearts trembled, and they felt as if they had lost chicken skin.
Everyone couldn't help but curse secretly in their hearts: Dead shemale!
However, I can only curse in my heart and dare not say it to my face.
After all, this guy, despite his 'good looks', is famous for his vicious heart and unfathomable strength.
Known as "Flower Scorpion", few people know her real name.
Even if he is a boy or a girl, there are different opinions in the world, because she comes from the "Huanmei Clan"!
The Huanmei clan belongs to the top demon clan among the demon clan.
Ability to improve oneself by absorbing the desires of others.
Therefore, some people say that the Huanmei clan kills people without the need for blood blades, so that people can die happily and willingly.
After all, no one in this world can resist the erosion of desire.
As long as there is desire in the heart, the Huanmei clan can arouse it, then expand it infinitely, build a cage that cannot be escaped, and finally annihilate its consciousness.
It's like as long as there is a spark of desire, the Huanmei clan can cultivate the spark into a raging fire with the power of a prairie fire by transporting oxygen and tinder and other combustion aids, burning thousands of troops to death.
And watching yourself slowly destroy the enemy as if you were making a piece of art is the most fulfilling and fun place for the Huanmei clan.
To put it simply, it means killing the enemy.
This vicious way of killing makes the Huanmei clan enjoy it endlessly.
As long as the enemy's mind is dead, his body will be nothing more than a useless vase that will break at the touch of a touch.
Therefore, the Huanmei clan does not need any weapons to kill people. Dreams are the best weapons.
Of course, the horror of the Huanmei clan not only lies in this, but also in:
The victims may not even realize until they die that they have fallen into the death trap they weaved.
I thought my dream had come true, but in the end it was just a colorful bubble full of poison, but it could make people die happily.
Mental defense is inherently invisible, like flowers and mist, and difficult to resist in all directions.
As long as you lose your mind for a moment, the Huanmei clan will seize the opportunity. Just a moment's loss of concentration will be doomed.
It can make the enemy die without any notice. Such a terrifying ability naturally makes other races very afraid.
Buzz~
In the void, there seemed to be a crisp sound of the strings breaking. The angel elder's sixteen blood wings shook slightly, and an invisible air bubble around him suddenly burst.
"Flower Fairy, put away these useless tricks of yours. Today, all the heroes in the world are here, how dare you do anything wrong!"
The elder angel's face suddenly turned cold, and he scolded him mercilessly.
He was shocked and angry:
Unexpectedly, in front of everyone, this dead demon would dare to take action against him.
If you are careless, the consequences will be disastrous.
You’ve just captured the undead and you can’t wait any longer?
The Huanmei clan is too impatient...
"Ouch, my great elder, you made the mistake of blaming me. Just now, I just made a little joke with you, and it scared you so much that your face turned green..."
Surprisingly, instead of being angry, the Enchantress greeted her with a smile and a haha, quite like a girl in a flower house.
"Huh, a joke? Your joke is not funny at all..."
The elder angel looked at the Flower Demon Girl with cold eyes, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
The sneak attack launched by the Enchantress just now was silent, without any fluctuation of magic power at all, but it completely enveloped herself very strangely.
And he didn't notice it at all.
Recalling it carefully, it is no wonder that after I finished speaking just now, there was a flash of joy in my heart of dominating the world and surrendering all the heroes.
There are millions of heroes in the world, but they only listen to the orders of one person.
Looking at it now, I have to admit that the timing of this dead demon's sneak attack was so precise.
Facing the attention of millions of people, who wouldn’t be full of energy and ambition?
If it weren't for the independent-minded guardian spirit of Bloodwing behind him, I might have almost fallen into the trap of a human-monster today.
Normally, he would have been vigilant at all times and would not have allowed the Enchantress to take advantage of her.
But today, even though he has tens of thousands of years of concentration, it is inevitable that his mood will fluctuate.
Just imagine, in front of millions of heroes, before you have time to savor the feeling of having power, you are suddenly awakened by a basin of cold water, destroying the hotbed of desire, and making yourself confused.
Although he won't die, he will definitely make himself look ugly. In that case, he may not be able to hold his head high in front of the heroes in the world for the rest of his life.
The race will also be disgraced by itself.
Such a huge shame was just a joke in the Enchantress's mouth.
This made him feel resentful.
snort! Today, this bridge is finally closed, and the days ahead will be long, so let’s count them one by one.
The elder angel looked at the Enchantress and silently made a note in his heart.
"Elder Jia'ao, let's start quickly, everyone can't wait..."
Seeing the rivalry between the two, they were on the other side of the void.
A man with red complexion and red fire all over his body had his hands folded across his chest and was resting his head.
This person has very eye-catching red hair burning with flames, his upper body is exposed with strong muscles, and there are three flame patterns printed on his red chest. He is wearing a flame battle robe and golden sun boots.
This mighty and unparalleled man comes from the 'Yan Clan', one of the God Clan!
"Haha... I'm sorry for keeping Zhu Wu Yanshen waiting for a long time. Now I'll ask everyone from the Yan clan to open the Burning Sky Demonic Cauldron."
Jia'ao turned his head, half smiled and half apologized, and then continued to host the ceremony.
