Prehistoric Calendar

Chapter 1063, parties

Hao bit the tip of his tongue desperately, wanting to use this pain to fight against the pain of looking directly at Nata just now, the physical pain at this moment actually made him a little easier, otherwise he would collapse, not an adjective, but a real one. The collapse of the body, the consciousness, and the complete collapse of the soul, he will become something indescribable, at least he will no longer be a human being.

"Congratulations, you have looked directly at infinity. You are now an extraordinary person, but a tuner... At the same time, it is a pity, because you have looked directly at infinity, even if it is just an intention of infinity, or even a small piece of information, you No longer human, no, no longer life, neither life nor non-life, you will start your miserable life, if you can still live."

The sound of yan sounded, and the distance was getting closer and closer to him. Hao mustered his last strength and wanted to stand up, but he suddenly found that the touch of his hand was wrong, and his palm turned into a tentacle full of mouthparts. The weakness caused Hao to fall to the ground again, and he fell directly face to face on the hard ground, and then the palm he was looking at from the corner of his eyes was still a palm, and the tentacles just now seemed to be hallucinations.

"Have you seen the reality of the world?"

Yan came to five or six meters in front of Hao, and he seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and there was no good flesh on his body. Although his body began to heal with the use of the mirror, the healing speed was surprisingly slow. He looked close to death.

"... hallucination?" Hao hoarsely uttered these three words from his throat. After the words came out, Hao felt that the words turned into bitter logic bursting out of his mouth. This is indescribable. It is obviously just an abstract concept. In his perception, it seems that it can appear concretely, and it also has a bitter taste, but in a blink of an eye, he feels that everything just now is not even an illusion, it is purely his fantasy.

"Illusion? No, of course not, it's real, or partly real, so... welcome to the tuner's world, welcome to my world." Yan said, and then he stretched out his hand to Hao .

It seems to be a hand, but in Hao's field of vision, it may be a claw, a pair of scissors, a pair of tongs, or a tentacle. This hand is constantly changing, and Hao's His field of vision seemed to be cut into dozens, hundreds, or even countless images, which made it impossible for him to distinguish what was reality and what was illusion, or all of it was reality, or all of it was illusion, he couldn't even escape, couldn't When he moved, he could only watch as Yan's hand dug towards the center of his brow.

Just at this moment, there was a sound of breaking wind, and Hao saw a warm, sweet, warm and creamy family coming straight behind Yan, and then the description of all these became a simple and simple book. The mysterious classics, with brilliant lights shining on them, are the authentic classics that Hao is very familiar with.

At this time, Bian's fingers had already touched Hao's forehead, and the earth-black brilliance of the ground mirror on Bian's body, and the brilliance of the pure blue Haotian mirror on Hao's body, blended together. It was a shock, and before Yan dug out Hao's sea of ​​consciousness, the scripture hit his back, smashing his back and chest together, and the scripture was stuck on Hao's chest.

In the next moment, Yan's body was completely torn apart, but there was a mysterious smile on his head, and it seemed that he was saying a few words from the shape of his mouth.

"I see……"

Then, Yan's torn body was projected into the mist in the distance, while Hao knelt down on the ground and panted heavily.

Just at that moment, Hao received a large amount of information, which was disorganized, full of all kinds of weirdness and inexplicable, but among the 90.00% of the information, Hao still found a very small number of useful information, such as...

"Mechanism? Destiny?"

Hao keenly felt the importance of these two words, he still had to think about it, and then he hugged his head and howled in pain, the great pain overwhelmed him at once, causing him to spit out all kinds of eyeballs. Beads, and then these eyeballs quickly become air.

"No, you can't fall into this hallucination, you can't pass out, Ai, child, high lord, Ziya, human...they need me!"

Hao roared in a low voice, he stretched out his palm, and directly pierced into the wound of his severed arm, tearing the flesh and bones inside, the severe pain drenched all over Hao's body like sweet spring, making He was finally able to concentrate slowly. At the same time, the Haotian Mirror was still receiving the brilliance from the mist, and Ai Yi's scriptures also shrouded Hao with the radiance of the Holy Way. Hao got rid of the terrifying "illusion", stood up again, and everything around him returned to normal.

At that moment, Hao put one hand on his dantian, took a few deep breaths of air at the same time, transported the fresh oxygen to various parts of the internal organs, and then stimulated the bone marrow to produce blood, stimulated the internal organs to move rapidly, and the muscles healed... Seconds later, Hao's face became much more rosy, and all the acupoints were illuminated again. He held the scripture in one hand, and ran a thousand meters away with one step, and the target was where Ai Yi was.

This scripture is Ai Yi's natal object, which is closer than his connection with Haotian Jing. Normally, other than him, other people don't even touch it, and they are not allowed to be seen by others, but now Ai Yi threw the canon to him. Although it saved his life, it was dangerous for Aiyi. Aiyi specializes in pseudo-canon and authentic canon. It is the analysis of various holy powers. It can be said that Aiyi has [-]% of his strength in this canon. Once he loses the canon, Aiyi will no longer be an opponent of the holy throne.

Just as Hao hurriedly headed towards the house where Ai Yi was, suddenly, the glorious and decaying scroll in the deepest part of the mist in the sky slowly unfolded. The picture of heaven and earth appears, and this picture presents a special geometric form, but if you look closely, you can see mountains, seas, sky, stars, and the universe, all in pure blue color, clear and clear, pure and pure, this figure There are 33 floors separated, and another huge youth group pierces through this picture.

The moment this huge cyan light cluster penetrated, the surrounding fog became as thick as a liquid, and the entire forbidden area was covered by this fog. No matter how the light of the great lord shone, the fog remained unchanged. And Hao immediately lost all perception of the outside world in this fog.

Hao was in a hurry, and started to sprint forward frantically according to the route in his memory, but even though he sprinted for tens of seconds, at least tens of kilometers away, he still didn't touch any building, let alone a building, even He didn't touch the ruins or any wreckage, as if he had suddenly come to an empty world that was only left with fog.

Hao became more and more anxious. He couldn't feel everything around him, he couldn't feel the brilliance of the great lord, and he couldn't feel the warmth and atmosphere of Aiyi's unique family. He couldn't feel anything but the The incomparable coldness and loneliness eroded into his bones, making him almost unable to breathe.

"...Great Lord, Ziya... Ai... Where are everyone..."

Hao kept sprinting forward in this fog, but he couldn't find anything, and all the senses were cut off. As he ran, his tears fell, because he instinctively felt that he was the most important What is lost is irretrievable, the pain of losing a loved one suddenly, the despair of shattered dreams, makes him cry while running...

On the other side, Ai Yi threw out the scriptures, and then closed her eyes, but before the two holy ways hit her, a mecha suddenly fell from midair, and this mecha Ai Yi also knew, I heard Hao mention it before, but it is a model specially developed by the Great Lord for the legged men. There are two types in total, the warrior and the strongman. As for the matter, Hao also mentioned that this mecha imitated his Haotian battle body, which cannot be imitated in other aspects, but the mecha itself is extremely tough.

This mecha came through the air, directly blocked Ai Yi, and then was brushed by two holy ways, just a little bit of resistance, within two seconds before and after, the mecha was brushed into nothingness, And just such a slight pause, Ai Yi immediately launched a pseudo-code, all kinds of teleportation, deflection, plane and other crazy pouring, although it is useless in front of the holy way, but barely let Ai Moved a distance of more than ten meters in the direction away from the two high-ranking saints.

The distance of more than ten meters is actually Aiyi's greatest survival instinct. As a mother, she can do everything for the child in her arms, but the distance of more than ten meters is not even considered a distance in the eyes of two high-ranking saints. In the blink of an eye, Aiyi was about to be drawn into the holy way. Suddenly, at this moment, the scroll in the sky unfolded, and the fog suddenly became thicker. Ai fell into the fog, and the radiance of the holy path lost its target.

Both the Elf Sect and the Drow Ancestor had ugly expressions on their faces. The two of them looked deeply at the place where Ai disappeared into the mist, each with anger and disappointment in their hearts. The Drow Ancestor turned his head and looked at Followed by the sect of the elves: "It's fine if others want to kill her. I really didn't expect you to do it. You really are the biggest hypocrite in the elves. My sister was deceived by you, and the elves and saints were deceived by you. Ilu Weta and Ai were deceived by you, I really didn't expect that even the great lord and his two wise men could be deceived by you, your skills are so high and your skin thick, you can be called an emperor."

The sect of the elves was blushed by the ancestor of the drow elves, and her anger rose to the top of her head. She didn't speak, and directly manipulated the authority of the holy way and swept towards Rose. Rose was not to be outdone, and also used the authority of the holy way to confrontation.

Both of them are high-level saints. Originally, the clan of elves was slightly weaker than the ancestor of the drow elves, but after decades of being devoted to the banner of the great lord, the clan of elves has also gained a lot of benefits, although it certainly cannot compete with Ai or Compared with Iluvita, but compared to other holy positions of ten thousand races, she has gained great benefits. The mysterious yellow energy of heaven and earth has also been washed away twice. At this time, when she confronted the ancestor of the drow elves, she actually vaguely occupied it. A slight edge.

Rose also noticed this situation, and she immediately said in a series of words: "Hey, did you become angry? What am I wrong? You were the one who betrayed my sister. Back then Iluvita At the time of sublimation, you were the one who abandoned her, and then you were the one who shamelessly threw himself under the banner of the great lord, and now, knowing everything in this fog, it is still you who chose to kill Ai first, hehe, we We all know that killing human beings at this time can allow us to get the blessing of the dark, and even get some kind of essence. The more humans we kill, the stronger the luck we kill, and the more special the human beings we kill. The greater the blessing and essence you get."

Elf Zong's face was gloomy like ice, she roared in a low voice: "Shut up!"

At the moment, the Elf Sect frantically unfolded the whole holy way as if desperate, as if wanting to die with the ancestor of the drow, but seeing her like this, Rose, the ancestor of the drow, was full of contempt.

"It's in vain that you are also a high-level saint, and you still act like a villain. You just want to climb to a higher level, see more scenery, don't want to be humiliated by power, force, etc., and don't want to be in despair. I don’t want to dirty my hands and my heart anymore...what’s wrong with admitting it?”

When she said this, Rose's expression was extremely solemn, instead of the fake smile she had before, while resisting the invasion of the Holy Way of the Elf Sect, she said: "To tell the truth in my heart, I don't resent Back then you threw me into the bottomless abyss. Going down to the bottomless abyss was the result of our joint discussion. At that time, if you didn’t leave, you would never be able to leave. You are not abandoned in terms of emotion and reason. I know, my sister is sure in her heart. It's very sad. For so many years, she has actually been thinking of a way, but you... you are actually much colder than you imagined. Back then, my sister was the first to achieve the holy throne, what we should have done back then It is to go back to the original forest and take shelter in the camp of life, especially the tree people, but you are not willing to have only your sister as the holy seat, so you were the one who took the risk, and the sister wanted to love you the most, especially if you wanted to share the burden for her , I also want the elves to become stronger and establish a family. I always have good things to say. At that time, we did not go back to the camp of life. We still started adventures. Fortunately, our three sisters had great luck at that time, and the results of various adventures were still good. Yes, but do you dare to say that you had no selfish intentions at the time?"

"And then go into the bottomless abyss..."

"Shut up!" Elf Zhizong roared loudly, and then she began to cry, and said in the most vicious tone while crying: "It's you, you are the devil who bewitched me, it was you who made my sister fulfill the oath Bewitching me, you were the one who bewitched me when Iluvita was sublimated. If you hadn't struck first to kill Ai this time, Ai would be unlucky. Rather than being killed by you, I would rather be killed by me. In the future, I can also rely on this harvest to protect the elves. If it weren't for you, if it weren't for you... I wouldn't be so merciless, and you are bewitching me! From before to now, it is you, and it is all your fault , why, why, have encountered such a desperate situation, have encountered such insults and hell, why can you still laugh, why can you still act as if nothing happened, why can you still comfort my sister and me in turn, why, why……"

Rose looked at the Elven School with a contemptuous and mocking expression, she shook her head and said: "It's all in this fog, and we know many things, my sister fulfilled the oath, that's just after the mechanism started. It's just a trace of power revealed by fate, because my sister is determined to stand side by side with human beings and become an ally of human beings. The elves are also the [-]th most powerful clan in the prehistoric world. Incomparably, when this kind of power joins the human camp, variables will arise, so fate will cause my sister to die or lose her place. You are bewitched, but it is just this power of fate, but now you should also know that this power of fate Perhaps it is irresistible to mortals, just like the mortals of all races in the mist, all of them have turned into cannibals and murderers. Doing this can make them extremely happy and joyful, and completely arouse the desire in their hearts. Tyrannical and bloody, but the holy position is actually different. We all have the holy way, which is transformed by the authority of the multiverse, especially when it comes to high-level holy positions. We are all descendants of the multiverse. In fact, as long as you have the heart to resist, there is nothing we can do. Unless fate reaches the second stage, or even the third stage, if you really love your sister and the elves, you can sincerely resist. At that time, it is just a hint of intention , a hint of agitation, a hint of words in your dream, but you betrayed immediately, almost without hesitation..."

"Isn't it the same now? The excuse is based on dreams. This statement is indeed the truth for all mortals, but for us who have the Holy Way, is it true? The dream of the past is not as good as the reality of the present. The Holy Way It is the foundation of our existence, the dream of nonsense, in fact, you are no different from the first ten thousand races who have seen the list of gods, but for the sake of becoming stronger, for eternal existence, and for themselves, but they did not expect that this was just a dream of the past, so they became sacrifices, and as their descendants, we can enjoy this shelter, and then we can put gold on the face of this group of people. Are the truly innocent people not human beings? This bloody luck, this eternal night disaster, is it true? Isn’t it their desperate cry? Since that’s the case, why not tell the truth as a matter of course.”

"I just want to become stronger, I just want to be immortal, I just want to surpass all of these, so I can slaughter human beings without any scruples, without mercy, without shame, this is the truth, like you, Keep talking about dreams, keep talking about race, keep talking about righteousness, it's so disgusting that it makes me want to vomit!"

Rose looked at the crazed Elf Sect, she sneered, but she no longer entangled with her, and directly penetrated into the mist, leaving only Elf Sect screaming madly there.

On the other side, Ziya clenched his teeth tightly, and he pulled out his two vampire canines from his mouth. This is a vital organ of the vampire, but after being pulled out, it was extremely painful. This pain is enough to make Most of the vampires fainted from the pain directly, but for Ziya now, it was just the pain necessary for him to maintain his sanity and sobriety.

Since the fog fell not long ago, Ziya immediately felt that his consciousness began to become blurred, and a thought of killing people emerged from his bones. This idea of ​​killing is not just killing, but a literal thought. Want to kill human beings, want to slaughter human beings, feel that human flesh and blood are extremely sweet, feel that human beings deserve death, and feel that the mere existence of human beings is the greatest ugliness and evil in this world.

This kind of thought burst out all of a sudden, and Ziya almost fell into the collapse of his own thinking. Fortunately, he had already experienced countless hardships and various hell-like scenes, and he was still a The wise man barely managed to keep his mind, but he almost lost his ability to move, and he couldn't even speak a word.

And in the depths of this forced thoughts and impulses, there are still some incomparably vague images and information, but they are too vague, even disorganized, upside down, and Ziya can't sort them all out for a while.

Then, just as Ziya tried to suppress the forced impulse in his mind and absorb the messy information at the same time, he went to activate the backhand that he and Hao had arranged together, and just took this opportunity to kill all the ten thousand races in the forbidden area , that's all.

But before Ziya regained the control of his body, the fog suddenly became thicker again, and his whole body was trapped in the fog, and the imposing impulse almost buried him at once, just when he was about to fall , a bright and vast holy light group descended directly, and this holy light group protected Ziya in it, and the imposing impulse was reduced a lot, Ziya was relieved, and the high-ranking saint who could help him at this time There was only one seat, so he immediately said: "Your Highness Iluvita, please take me to the bottom of the base quickly, where there are...you are..."

A giant came out of the radiance of the holy way. He smiled bitterly at Ziya and said, "Prime Minister, the time for me to regain consciousness is very short. In order to avoid leaving traces, don't ask anything, and then..."

"Complete your layout, please remember your words, if you want to accomplish something, first offer your head."

While speaking, the giant picked up Ziya and plunged it into the fog. Then his eyes dimmed for a while, and when he recovered again, he frowned and said, "Why did I come to the fog? Where is Ziya? Kill him!" , is no less than capturing the essence of a great lord, what about him, man!?"

(End of this chapter)