A Million Possible

It was an ocean of purest white bones. When they rushed over, they piled up on the towering, ancient Great Wall, like white waves crashing on the edge of a cliff.

An ear-piercing, chaotic, indescribable roar rose from this ocean of bones.

No, that's not a roar. Where can the bones that have been dead for thousands of years still have organs that make sounds?

It was the terrible neigh of the stench wind passing through the gaps of the bones.

The bones and skeletons have been buried for a long time. Most of them are only empty skeletons, and inexplicably bloody light beams in the eye sockets.

There are still a small number of people who are still wearing metal armor and carrying heavily corroded weapons in their hands. They seem to have preserved their fighting stance during their lifetime.

When the "black sun" came, guided by some kind of abnormal energy, he almost instinctively looked at the dozens of "black spots" on the wall above the city wall.

As a "prey", Nolan, who was holding the bricks of the city, and the rest of the exploratory team were all icy, with cold air escaping from the cracks in the bones, as if in an instant, stepping into the cold from midsummer.

"This...what the hell are these?!" Someone in the team yelled out of voice, his tone full of horror.

In the face of the sea of ​​undead that is almost vast, even the elite fighters can hardly maintain their composure.

"The dead...the dead...they are the people who died in the cataclysm? But...why..." Nolan muttered, and that handsome face was filled with fear and doubt.

"Your Highness! Be careful!"

Suddenly, the gray-robed middle-aged man suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed a metal ridge covered with rust that had shot up from under the "Abyss." They can be thrown!"

Feeling the thorn stop abruptly in front of him, Nolan was startled in a cold sweat, and he woke up in an instant, and felt that the city wall under his feet began to tremble, the bricks and stones were loosening, and the dust was disintegrating in the cracks.

It was caused by the dead hitting the city wall under the abyss.

After all, this city wall is too old, and it has not been repaired for too long to withstand the powerful impact.

"Your Highness!"

"His Royal Highness! Let's go quickly!"

In the team, Luen had already taken down the epee, and Qi Lin also tried to use the brass shotgun to activate his own psychic energy.

I saw the patterns on the copper tube light up, and an "energy bomb" smashed down and shattered a few skeletons, but compared to Wang Yang's bones, not even a single spray was lifted.

"Go...Go...no! We can't go!" Nolan's lips were blue, and he instinctively walked a few steps back, then suddenly clenched his fists and shouted.

He didn't understand what happened, but now he also knows that it is not the time to entangle the reasons behind it. The most urgent thing is how to block these ghosts.

"There is still a city wall here for defense, but once we retreat, where can we find a similar line of defense? As long as they climb this mountain and then head north, to the extreme south, and even to the interior of the kingdom, All are Pingchuan!"

In the puzzled eyes of the others, Nolan gritted his teeth severely, and after a moment, shouted:

"Lun! You go to the back immediately, send an order, and mobilize all the troops near the ruins, the same goes for those civilians, immediately start a defense here! Deep Blue! You immediately send a message to the territory to inform the church that the Amborio priest has left, There are other people here, let them inform the royal capital through the communion circle in the temple!"

The peaks were dim, the light became thinner, but the "black sun" in the sky became clearer.

"……Yes!"Hearing Nolan's order, a group of people acted immediately. Luen handed over the epee to the others, and he dashed to the back, his body lit up with three special armors, and his tall body was like a gust of wind.

"Dark Blue" quickly took out a roll of paper from his arms, bit his fingertips, wrote, and then burned to ashes with a faint blue flame.

...

Far South Territory.

In the castle, the servant who was in charge of guarding the "communication station" immediately ran to find the butler after receiving the information. After reading the content, the latter's expression changed drastically:

"You! Go to the territory church immediately and hand this letter to the church guard! Go!"

After sending the man away, the old butler subconsciously clasped his hands together and paced non-stop. It took several dozen seconds before he remembered how he walked into the castle.

However, as soon as he walked into the castle corridor, he heard the door of the storage room bang, and something seemed to be hitting.

With a "click", the door lock was knocked through a gap, and a pale, fleshless hand bone came out!

Soon, the butler's fearful cry came from the castle!

...

...

In the church in the territory.

A stone slab placed on the altar, based on the complex starry sky, lit up suddenly and revealed a pale golden light, enveloping the entire stone slab, burning, and spitting out a straight beam of light.

The beam of light easily penetrated the sturdy church spire and rose straight to the sky.

"This...what's wrong with this?" The church guard who was alarmed by this movement ran over in a hurry, and then looked at the strange beam of light, dumbfounded.

...

At the same time, in almost all the territories of the three kingdoms near the edge of the territory, those "pioneers", or the people under the leadership of traditional lords, almost simultaneously saw the dark, unknown land. , Crawling out, resurrected undead.

It's just that compared to the extreme south, there is a city wall that can resist, but in many other places, it has never been.

Those skeletons rushed into the village, then the town, attacking all the living things around, harvesting life with their sharp hand bones and rusty iron tools.

The lords who were in fear could only shout, sending letters to the capitals of the three kingdoms through the passage of the church or other information desks.

At about the same time, the black sun fell, and the three kingdoms were full of smoke!

...

The Kingdom of Dipisbo, north of the royal capital, the headquarters of the church.

Cheng Lin looked at the dark sun in a daze. The window he opened was flapping indiscriminately under the influence of the wind, stirring up anxiety.

Compared with the border that is everywhere, the capital is still peaceful.

After thousands of years of construction, the entire capital city has been completely rebuilt and rebuilt, and the bones buried underground have long been shattered. Even if there are some sporadic pieces in the "collection rooms" of some nobles, they can't be seen for a while.

"This is... what you called the'prophecy'?" Cheng Lin silently retracted his gaze, looked behind him, and asked the high priest who was comfortably retracted in his chair.

His heart was full of astonishment, although he had vaguely speculated before, but when he saw the familiar sight reappearing with his own eyes, Cheng Lin still changed his expression.

He did not expect that the same disaster would repeat twice.

Do not!

It's not the same! He squinted his eyes. If the last "dark sun" was to evacuate the earth's air from another world, then this time, it was just the opposite!

He clearly felt that there was a gust of wind blowing from the "black sun"!

Accompanied by it, there is Spiritual Qi that is constantly being promoted!

This time, other worlds are sending air to this world! And Spiritual Qi!

And combined with Alcott's "prophecy", "Samsara of the era, the end of everything"... If the word Samsara can be explained, then what does "end" mean?

Facing Cheng Lin’s questioning, Alcott was unusually calm. The old man moved his lips and said, “It’s not a prophecy, but a revelation. It’s the revelation we get from the unknown in the starry sky.”

"What do you mean? What does the unknown in the starry sky mean?"

"It's destiny."

Fate... Cheng Lin was startled, a little irritable and unable to calm down. He continued to ask: "What will happen?"

Since there is no "extraction" of air this time, the world is not worried about the emergence of a "global vacuum", and most of the influx is Spiritual Qi.

This doesn't seem to be a bad thing, it's only equivalent to... a mandatory, Spiritual Qi explosion?

"Naturally is the end, the end of the era, the end of mankind, the black sun will awaken the dead, your awakening is the proof, and this is just the beginning, when the black sun turns out, we will follow the orders of the gods and wait for the end to come."

Alcott's old face became ruddy, his hands were put together religiously, and he spoke in a poetic tone, but his eyes were already looking towards the dome instead of Cheng Lin.

At the same time, on the gloomy, towering ceiling of the hall, those "Stars" that originally seemed to be decorative were lit up, one by one.

From the bottom of the cathedral, strands of thin pale golden light rose, penetrated through the clapboards, and penetrated from the spire of the cathedral, shooting into the gloomy high sky.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Lin only felt that the anxiety in his heart became more dignified. However, the high priest seemed to be just reciting the scriptures religiously, seeming to ignore these changes.

"The doomsday? Do you mean the doomsday?" Cheng Lin asked.

But I didn't get an answer, and if I didn't answer, naturally it was acquiescence.

Cheng Lin took a deep breath and calmed himself down. After so many deductions, there were already a lot of doomsday scenes. He quickly calmed down, walked over, and stared at Alcott:

"What doomsday? Tell me more carefully! Maybe, I can help you."

Saving the doomsday or something... Isn’t it the usual operation of plotting?

Cheng Lin thought to himself mockingly.

However, Alcott only showed a mysterious smile:

"No, you can't save anyone. This is an established destiny. Mankind should have died more than a thousand years ago at the time of the cataclysm. Now, it's just letting everything continue..."

"I'm asking you! What the hell is it!" For some reason, looking at this old man like a god-stick, Cheng Lin felt inexplicably angry, and the other party seemed unable to communicate!

"Ha ha ha..." On Alcott's old cheek, the pale beard trembled, and he stood up with a smile.

His tall body was as tall as a mountain in the light and shadow, but he couldn't bring anyone any sense of security. He looked at Cheng Lin with those dark eyes and said:"Go back... you go back soon... let us sleep peacefully in this doom..."

With that said, he turned around and walked away. Cheng Lin tried to stop, but was bounced off by the tyrannical force-he was right, the Cultivation Base of High Priest Alcott was higher than him.

At this moment, anxious footsteps came from outside the door, and immediately, the door was pushed open.

A man in a gray clergyman's robe held a scroll in his hand and screamed:

"Big... High Priest! No good! Received a letter from churches across the three kingdoms! Say yes... Say yes... In addition to the three kingdoms, in the dark realm, countless undead resurrected and broke into the territory. Attack and kill..."

"Hehehe...hehehe..." However, the high priest Alcott just smiled and left, not knowing where he was going, leaving only the clergyman standing there stupidly.

Then, the letter in his hand was snatched by Cheng Lin and looked down.

A few seconds later, Cheng Lin raised his head and threw the letter back to the priest with serious eyes. He summoned the He Sword and flew out from the open window by the method of the imperial sword!

"what!"

When he flew out of the church, he only heard the shocked cry of the priest.

The king's capital was still calm, the undead couldn't attack here for a while, and people were still pointing in the air curiously.

Presumably thinking it was going to rain, the people on the street began to return to the house quickly.

However, many people still saw Cheng Lin flying out of the church—especially, the pale golden light beam above the church was so dazzling and eye-catching.

However, because of the increased distance, in the eyes of most people, Cheng Lin was only regarded as a somewhat large eagle falcon, but he had never thought of it as an individual.

"Huhuhu..."

Controlling the He Jian, Cheng Lin flew high into the sky with a gloomy expression.

He avoided the "black sun", thought about it, and moved to the nearest northwest.

On the road before, he looked for the maps of the three kingdoms and saw that he knew that the direction of the royal capital was closest to the "wild land".

Under the gloomy sky, Cheng Lin was flying his sword, with the howling wind in his ears, giving him a strange illusion of surfing in the violent sea.

The city below his feet quickly became smaller, and the figure turned into "ants". At this height, Cheng Lin clearly saw the churches in the royal capital lit up.

On the spire of each church, a light golden light beam rises. Against this gloomy background, it is extremely eye-catching, like a sharp sword with a handle pierced into the sky.

"What the hell is this?" Cheng Lin thought with a calm face.

He could only feel the strong psychic energy contained in those beams of light, but he didn't know what it was, but Alcott did not resist, and he wanted to die with the world, and he was completely helpless.

Cheng Lin was upset, and only felt that this deduction was quite different from the past. The calmness disappeared without a trace, but the irritability in his heart was getting bigger and bigger.

The Dipisbo Kingdom is not big, but it has the area of ​​a province anyway.

Cheng Lin flew at full strength, and it took dozens of minutes before he finally saw the so-called "undead army".

Looking down from the sky, those pale skeletons are really boundless, and have completely swallowed a territory like a torrent.

When Cheng Lin arrived, he saw that the central city of the territory was completely submerged, and the last resisting soldiers were struggling to die. It looked like, if you had to describe it, it was like...

A piece of wood wrapped in pale ants.

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