The Dragon That Devours the World

Around the world, JIWG-17976785 administrative district, somewhere.

The sky is dim, the ground is shaking, but the villa is brightly lit.

In the luxurious banquet, the cheerful singing and music stopped for a while, and most of the people were pale and terrified, staring at the huge darkness that was faintly visible above the sky. Even the prosthetic eye can't see clearly what the twisted and wriggling darkness is, the scales? Is it a figure? Or the pupils?

Can't see clearly, no one knows.

But amidst these many fears, there are still a few people who remain unmoved.

"Quiet, gentlemen and ladies, please keep quiet."

In the bright banquet, a middle-aged man spoke.

His clothes are meticulous and his style is steady, as if to prove the seriousness and seriousness of the owner of the clothes. His voice was steady, his tone was calm, and his eagle-like eyes slowly swept across the surrounding people. Those who had been watched by him could not help lowering their original exclamations and whispers.

The people who had been restless and fearful, under his gaze restored order again.

Then, the middle-aged man raised the wine glass in his hand and said loudly.

"Laugh! Laugh! Happy people, noble people, proud people, laugh, laugh, before this death comes, let us laugh. Ladies and gentlemen, let us remain decent in the face of death."

And following his words, the music that had stopped abruptly also rang, the cheerful tunes washed away the confusion, and people danced again.

Amidst the psychic energy fluctuations that are constantly spreading because of happiness, everyone is dancing. This cheerful breath is enough to infect everyone, only the little girl next to the middle-aged is a little confused.

Children are so immature that they feel so fresh about everything. They have not yet become accustomed to this colorful world because of familiarity, and they have lost that keen insight. So in the eyes of the public, their subtle perception of psychic energy can even rival those of the demigods.

In the girl's perception, she can feel the happiness in the hearts of the guests. This happiness is so enthusiastic, bright, dazzling, and colorful, just like a summer beach. However, in the deepest part of this ocean of happiness, she vaguely felt a kind of darkness.

Fear, despair, madness, hysteria...

The girl perceives all this, but it makes her even more confused.

why? Obviously everyone is so happy, why are there these gloomy emotions? Are these joys just illusions?

"What's wrong, Sha."

Next to him, the man held his daughter's hand and said softly with his head down.

While holding the man's big hand, the girl felt more. What the man's hand conveyed to her was not a sense of security, but a force of calmness and fear.

Yes, her father, the middle-aged man who was still inspiring just now, is actually very upset in his heart.

"father."

The girl raised her head, weak.

The middle-aged man saw the girl's careful thoughts, and just said softly.

"Sorry, let you see it. But, Sha..."

The middle-aged man suddenly laughed as he stroked his daughter's cheek, feeling the tenderness that had not yet grown up.

"Laugh, laugh, don't show such a hesitant expression, Sha, smile happily. Even if there is death ahead, don't be cowardly, face it bravely, stay decent in front of death, don’t cry if you cry. It looks good."

The middle-aged man took his daughter's hand and began to lead her to dance.

At the grand banquet, singing and music were peaceful, the atmosphere was cheerful, people were dancing and laughing, and the deep and huge darkness above this happy head was suppressing.

But, laugh, laugh, proud people, laugh happily, even if we can’t live, let us dance in front of death.

...

"Don't be afraid! The descendants of the earth, the homeland I am waiting for has arrived, our flesh and blood will be destroyed, and our souls will be reborn in the father of the snake..."

And in the chaotic city, under the impact just now, the self-discipline machinery here has lost its command, and a large number of people have broken through the home order and are rushing without a head. And there are some weird people standing on high places, constantly shouting.

The ground under his feet was trembling slightly, and at the end of the sky, a huge darkness was approaching.

If someone looks from space, they can see a huge and infinite snake gnawing at the ring of the world.

It opened its mouth, gnawing greedily, devouring lakes and oceans, mountains and valleys, forests and glaciers, whether it was a city or a wild, everything on the earth fell into its mouth.

The huge ring world is undergoing an unprecedented impact. This powerful force makes the entire ring world tremble. Many cities have not waited for the darkness to fall, but they have been destroyed in the dark inadvertent actions.

This world of 20 billion billions of human beings is plunged into chaos.

And not far away, in a seaside residence.

An old man in a gray robe silently stared at everything in front of him, this crazy world.

At the end of the sea and sky, dark clouds were densely covered, thunder and lightning rolled, and occasionally flashing white light cut through this dim world, but it could only illuminate the greater and terrifying darkness above the sky.

The darkness slowly moved outside the sky, and its huge size covered the entire sky, and the entire sky was covered with that indistinct darkness.

"Prophet, your subspace transmission channel is ready."

The old man was unmoved, just asked.

"Has everyone else evacuated?"

"Most of the demigods who are still stationed have now evacuated, and a few are preparing to evacuate."

Behind the gray-robed old man, a tall and thin officer humbled.

After that, they fell into silence, and the officers who did not get the next order could only continue to wait.

Psionic warriors are demigods, but what about the psionic masters who taught these demigods? He is the prophet closest to God. Except for the legendary emperor, these psionic masters are gods in people's eyes.

But neither the emperor nor the psionic master can do things.

The gray-robed man crossed his hands and pondered for a long time.

"I won't go."

"what?"

The officer hurriedly said in surprise.

"Abandoning 20 billion billion billion human beings, and watching them die, I have to run away to survive. Isn't it too shameful?"

The gray-robed man muttered to himself.

As he said, he raised his head and looked at the sky above the sky, where the huge and deep darkness was slowly falling.

He knew that the giant snake had swallowed the adjacent area around the world and was about to reach this area right now.

"Prophet, you should not blame yourself for this, you have done your best."

The officer behind hurriedly persuaded.

But the gray-robed man glanced at him. In the deep and gloomy pupils, the void was circulating, and the incredible spiritual world appeared in front of the officer's eyes, causing him to stop speaking involuntarily.

"No, boy, this is what I deserve."

After all, the gray-robed old man waved his hand, and the officer only felt dizzy before his eyes. When he regained his sight, he and his surrounding colleagues had already appeared in the center of a prosperous interstellar city.

For a demigod, it couldn't be easier to send people away from the planet, unless it doesn't want to.

And now, the prophet was unwilling.

He just looked at the too deep and dark thing above the sky and fell into silence.

"Believe, believe in yourself, believe in your own courage and wisdom, and fight as hard as you can. Only in this way can the burst of brilliance have the hope of defeating the beast and defeating this fateful duel."

Many years ago, the emperor had said this to himself.

But later, the emperor who said this was seriously injured and retreated in the battle with the monster, and escaped to his own time. He died of severe injuries, which eventually led to the collapse of the First Empire.

Even if the emperor said so, the masters still chose to flee, and did not hesitate to completely break with the Second Republic, twisting history, and creating the Third Reich, an empire that respected the emperor of the past time and space as emperor.

Husuo Luan often comforted himself, even the emperor can not defeat the monster, what can we do?

But he knew that he was actually just afraid, he was afraid of that monster.

Perhaps when the emperor died, or perhaps when he was infected into a snake-man and created the earliest snake worship, the shadow and fear of monsters made him scared.

It's ridiculous, even if you are rescued by the emperor from the edge of snake, can you still not forget that fear? Is this a psionic master?

Countless thoughts surfaced in my heart, and I was silently scrutinizing it.

In front of me, the sky became more and more gloomy, and the abnormal weather made the thunderstorm more intense.

"Rumble!!!"

White light flooded the world, and the roar of thunder sounded immediately.

His pupils stared at the furious sky and the gloomy sea. At the end of the sky, a huge body that connected the sky and the earth was looming.

"I have been scared for half my life and ran away for half my life, but now I suddenly don't want to run away. Come on, let me see what you are."

He clenched the edge of the window tightly with his hands, gritted his teeth, his deep and gloomy pupils widened, and he stared at the darkness above the sky with anger.

"boom!!!!"

Amid the deafening thunder, huge darkness collapsed from above the sky.

The magnificent thing, the greedy thing, the thing he feared in his life, finally came.

...

And when the sky collapsed ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ in the city, someone drank the last drop of alcohol, then pointed his head to make it explode into the last firework; someone was worshipping the sky , Sincerely fearful, with words; there are people who are indulging and smashing, and some people are quietly tidying up the room, walking into the dormant cabin as usual every day, and saying'good night' to the world before going to bed...

There are so many different things in the world.

And at this moment of the end of the world...

On the small hill, a young man looked at the huge darkness above the sky, his hands clenched the baseball bat and made a batting posture.

When the darkness collapsed, the boy slammed his last stick.

"Bang..."

At the moment the boy was swallowed by darkness, he faintly heard a crisp sound.

He hit the "ball".

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