After becoming a god on earth, I always want to lie down

The huge cave was extremely deep and dark, getting cooler and darker as it went down. Yang Yi raised his head and looked up at the sky, only a small bright spot like a firefly remained in the sky.

You couldn't see your fingers around, and the dark air was filled with water vapor. You could only hear the water seeping from the cave wall flowing down, and you didn't know where it was going.

It was very air-conditioned around her, and she stood in mid-air, unable to reach the sky or the ground. Except for the sound of water, the surroundings were extremely silent. It seemed that at any time she could stretch out a withered hand, or bump into a face with a strange smile.

She has been afraid of the dark, lightning, and thunder since she was a child. Whenever she stays alone in the dark, whenever it thunders and rains at night, all kinds of strange and bizarre images begin to attack her brain. The terrifying images are like obsessive-compulsive disorder. Flashing in my mind, completely out of control of reason.

Every time at this time, she would feel a trance, as if she had returned to that night hiding in the cement pipe. She was still a thin little girl, suddenly looking to the left in fear, and then suddenly turning her head to look to the right. .

But there are too many things to fear in life, some of which are scarier than ghosts. No one will help you for no reason. There is no other way except to defeat it and move forward.

And over the years, she has become accustomed to this fear. When you get used to it, you can even get pleasure from it, a pleasure of self-torture.

She continued to fall, seemingly all the way to hell.

She doesn't use her eyes to see in the dark. Instead, she uses her mind to observe her surroundings. The way she observes with her mind is different from her eyesight. If compared to the analogy, it's a bit like a bat using ultrasonic waves to reflect the surrounding environment.

It is more reliable, more comprehensive, and more detailed than vision, but it is worse in terms of psychological safety.

After all, humans are mammals, and they are accustomed to using "seeing" to give themselves a sense of certainty.

As soon as Yang Yi stopped, the dark matter energy and space fluctuations below mixed together, like countless rivers converging here, arousing strong and chaotic energy fluctuations.

Sure enough, it is another different space. Yang Yi thought calmly.

She fell and fell into the turbulent flow of mixed energy.

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How high are the bodies of 90,000 people stacked on top of each other?

It is more than two hundred meters higher than Nanyue Hengshan, a little higher than Zhongyue Songshan, and as high as Mount Tai.

How far apart can ninety thousand corpses be arrayed on the ground?

At an average speed of 100km/h on the highway, it would take about an hour and a half to complete the road lined with corpses. A runner would need to run continuously for a day and night to run from one end of the corpse to the other.

Yang Yi's only idea of ​​90,000 people was the Olympic Games held in the Bird's Nest in Xia's capital. That year she saw the opening ceremony live on TV. The stands were packed with people, and the Bird's Nest could also carry more than 90,000 people. .

Now, there are 90,000 corpses piled in front of her.

Even though she was prepared in her heart, when this scene appeared before her eyes, a cold chill still froze her soul.

She seemed to be standing in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. She seemed to be standing in a world composed of corpses.

There were corpses everywhere, on the left, on the right, below, in the distance, near, everywhere as far as the eye could see.

They still maintain the same posture as when they fell, and countless spectators are still sitting in the audience seats, facing the center of the stadium, with their eyes open, with expressions of satisfaction and longing, as if they have seen the most beautiful scene in life. .

Not far away is a white-haired king, surrounded by actors in costumes.

It's just that their skin and flesh are no longer lush, but dry and shrunken, showing a lifeless blue-gray color, like mummies that have been preserved in a dry place for several years.

Yang Yi stood in the middle of the stadium, looking around, feeling like 90,000 people were watching her at the same time, shouting to her silently.

She looked up at the sky. There were two red moons in the night sky, and the blood-like moonlight was shining down, as if even the moonlight had the smell of blood.

This is not Earth.

What about the altar? She even thought coldly, where is the round altar with carved patterns all over?

And the quaint stone chair that only I could see.

Involuntarily, she shivered, and the shivers were like fire rising from inside her body, making her whole body tremble uncontrollably.

"Vade! Did you do this?" She heard herself shouting. It was obvious that her whole body was shaking, but her voice was so calm.

"Of course, apart from me, who else on earth could be so dedicated and dedicated in offering such a great gift to the Lord?" Wade's figure flashed a few times and appeared in front of her.

He wore a neat three-piece suit with dark brown plaid and a silk tie that matched his brown-gray hair. He exudes a gentle and trustworthy temperament, and there is even a bit of compassion in his eyes, as loving as a priest.

There were a few fine lines at the corners of his drooping eyes, and his brown-black eyes were extremely gentle. At this moment, he looked at Yang Yi affectionately, as if he was meeting an old friend again.

This look really doesn't look like a murderer with hundreds of thousands of lives on his hands.

Indeed, from another perspective, he is indeed not a murderer, he is even a savior full of compassion! Yang Yi thought with a sneer.

"Oh, it's a projection again, right?" A smile slowly appeared on Yang Yi's face, but his eyes were as dark as ink and as cold as ice, "Why, since last time, have you not dared to see me in person?"

Wade was not angry at all, his eyes were still gentle: "Of course, you are the Lord's favorite lucky one and God's favored one, but you were temporarily blinded. Even so, you will wake up one day... I I don't dare to face you directly..." He sighed.

Yang Yi didn't say a word to his words. She turned around and looked around, asking sarcastically: "Where is the altar of your great Lord?"

When Wade heard this, his smile twitched, and he shook his head and said, "You are too impatient. One day you will regret being so impetuous."

He seems to think that Yang Yi will one day become a member of his camp and become a devout believer who respects the evil gods of other worlds like him, so he is somewhat sympathetic to Yang Yi's current provocation.

This strange attitude surprised Yang Yi. The suppressed anger in her heart temporarily retreated, and she forced her reason back.

When reason is needed, anger will not help, but will do bad things.

Yang Yi observed him carefully, but what a schizophrenic patient could get from a superb psychiatrist was guidance and control besides treatment. She didn't like to be controlled.

She got straight to the point: "Your attitude seems to be different. Last time we were separated, you called me a sinner of mankind. Why are you like this today..."

She was still looking for words to describe when she saw Wade smile slightly, "I will tell you everything. So, why don't you tell me first, what happened in Fog City that day?"

His gentle smile is very restrained, because only this kind of restraint can cover up the excitement and fanaticism hidden underneath:

"Why did you look like that? Why are you still alive after being completely invaded by the colonial tribe..."