Under the dim blood-red sky, an endless dark wind blew across the plains.
The shouts of countless people rose and fell like a tide, screaming crazily in this plain.
This is a special area on Blue Star, isolated from the outside world, and even ultra-high-precision satellites cannot photograph it.
Because in the eyes of the satellite, everything here is normal, and there can be no piles of corpses.
It wandered around the plains, shouting and uttering incomprehensible prayers.
It is the group leader of the Shadow Stream House, the real owner of the Shadow Stream House, and the first founder of the Shadow Stream Organization.
It has not been easy for it to grow to this day. It all starts from the source, that is, when "he" has not yet become "it".
When he was very young, on the way home, he unexpectedly heard a whisper. He searched around but could not find the source of the voice. The voice seemed to come from the darkness and had no root.
Driven by curiosity, he couldn't help but pass by the dark and intertwined tree-lined paths after school every day.
The whispers in the dark were real, and although they didn't speak every day, he felt a pattern.
None of those voices could be understood, but he found it very interesting. This was an unprecedented foreign language. If you learn this language, you might be able to become a foreign translator.
As time passed, a year later he began to hear voices.
Even if he wasn't passing by that dark and intertwined tree-lined avenue, he would still hear those strange and unexplained sounds.
As the auditory hallucinations became more and more serious, sometimes when he was communicating with others, that kind of sound suddenly came in, which gave him a splitting headache and his mouth made those weird sounds unconsciously.
The friend was frightened, and he caught the flash of disgust in his eyes.
Then he began to alienate his relatives and friends, and when his relatives and friends saw him, their expressions became more and more weird, and the disgust in their eyes became more and more profound.
Until one day, he suddenly understood the whispers in the shadows.
The people around him had murderous expressions on their faces, like devouring demons, spouting filthy and stinking words, and their eyes were bleeding.
He doesn't like it, and he doesn't want to use the worst malice to test the hearts of his relatives and friends.
But he really couldn't stand the cannibalistic gazes of those people, and his daily life was like hell to him.
In a conflict that was initiated by an unknown source, he broke out and killed those foul-smelling people who breathed fragrance.
Rivers of blood!
He has forgotten how many people he killed at that time, at least more than a hundred people. Everyone who knew him was dead.
After regaining consciousness, he was afraid of being caught by the police. He began to learn the knowledge imparted by the hidden existence, transforming himself into a shadow creature step by step, and changed his body in time before the police came to the door.
He was very grateful to that unknown person. Even if the other person did not tell him his name, he still respected him from the bottom of his heart and called him the great Lord of Shadow Stream. Everyone who joined the organization must respect the Lord of Shadow Stream from the bottom of his heart.
Relying on this knowledge and secretly cultivating like-minded people, the Shadow Stream Organization was founded.
Years later, the members of the organization have grown up, and the organization is behind important people from all over the world.
At the same time, as the organization developed into a world-class secret organization, secrets unknown to ordinary people were also discovered. It turns out that there are extremely low probabilities of special items and special places being born in various parts of the world.
This is how a special secret group chat was discovered by the organization. The group started from an ordinary group member. After being discovered by the organization, he immediately took over the group owner's account. Later, the group chat was renamed Shadowstream House.
The leader of the Shadow Stream group listened to the crazy shouts in his ears. Those sounds triggered his memories and he couldn't help himself.
It was also at this time that a wonderful sense of peeping came from the distant horizon.
wrong!
This is definitely not coming from the distant horizon. Rather, this feeling of peeping has no specific direction at all. It seems to come from all directions, or... it comes from the void?
"Who is there!" The group leader stopped the sacrificial ceremony and prayed, shouting, a little nervous, even a little excited.
It kept singing about that existence and calling the other person, just to meet him.
What is the true form of the hidden existence that gave me a new life?
At this moment, he was very excited, hesitant, and very nervous.
If it were him in the past, he would definitely not be able to bear the sound of the hidden existence, and would not even dare to look directly at it.
But now it is no longer a human being. It has become a monster in the mouth of humans. It has completely fallen into madness, accepted madness, and regarded madness as a new existence of normal state.
Precisely because it regards madness as normal, its thinking is clearer than ever and it is able to master higher-level powers.
Now it can withstand the guidance of that existence!
It ran all the way, and its countless tentacles and bloated body did not affect its movements. According to human physics, it did not have the ability to move at supersonic speeds.
Therefore, it denies human physics from the bottom of its heart. It is wrong knowledge. There is no physics in the world, and human physics is not needed to explain the secrets of the universe.
In the eyes of physicists, it is absolutely crazy.
It was very disdainful. When it was in the body of a physicist, many physicists criticized it as a lunatic.
In almost a breath, it had already reached the core of the Bone Plains, where there were piles of bones, and a huge spear made of black clouds and smoke was stuck on the pile of bones.
It suppresses evil spirits and at the same time absorbs evil spirits. Countless red lines of karma connect the distant places. They will implicate the hatred and dissatisfaction of the world, and countless grievances will gather here.
"Is it you, great Lord?"
It looked away from Shadow Spear and looked around, not quite sure where the master was.
This strange sense of peeping seems to be outside the world. Could it be a peeping from the void?
All kinds of distracting thoughts surged in the Shadow Stream leader's heart, and the tentacles all over his body flapped freely, making strange sounds.
This is a strange melody. Normal people will think that their brains are split when they hear it. In fact, this is not the case. This is the language of an advanced race. Creatures that are not at that level will definitely fall into madness or have their brains explode if they hear it.
As long as that person exists, you can definitely understand what it is saying.
It flaps its strange tentacles against each other, and the cool wind automatically blows through the skull, blowing around inside the skull and then running out, vaguely blowing out a strange sound, which is equivalent to adding background music.
It worked very hard, flapping with various complicated tentacles on the pile of bones for sixty seconds, and the sounds it made were also very complicated.
But complexity and difficulty are only relative to it.
In the ears of the boss, its language ability is probably about the same as a baby's cry, too simple.
After some patting, the emotions in the heart were expressed, and then the body and tentacles quieted down, quietly waiting for the other party's response, and silently looking forward to it.
