Above the gray fog

In the following time, Lin Shan contacted all the shelters and asked them to return to normal, on the ground that the rescue troops would be adjusted.

And all the extraordinary people were dismissed to do the external finishing work.

For a while, only Zhao Xiaoan and Lin Shan were left in the original tribe.

Lin Shan was ready to give the enemy a surprise and use Zhao Xiaoan's "home" to escape.

If this "surprise" could wipe out the enemy, it would be great. If not, the remaining 100 million people would be in danger.

At least, he couldn't live and die with these people now.

But, he would do what he could to the extreme!

Above the ruins with strong winds, Lin Shan sat cross-legged, and Zhao Xiaoan stood beside Lin Shan. Just below was the ruins of Yongchang Shelter, which had long been deserted.

I don't know how long it took.

"Kacha!"

The familiar eyes appeared again, half-open and half-closed, and the terrifying pressure spread outward.

The unstable space was wiped out.

"Not easy to deal with..." Zhao Xiaoan was slightly absent-minded.

"It's not that it's hard to deal with, it's that it's impossible to deal with, it's Sequence 5..." Lin Shan muttered.

He didn't expect that in order to deal with the little human race, they would skip Sequence 6 and directly send out Sequence 5.

In his imagination, there would be at most two this time

"Let's go." Lin Shan said without hesitation. In this case, there was no need to try to resist. Chubby left him the weapon, which could at most kill Sequence 6, which was his strongest trump card.

"Okay." Zhao Xiaoan waved his hand. The two had already arrived at the strange space. Even Zhao Xiaoan couldn't be sure whether Sequence 5 could find this space.

"Hmm?"

"What happened?"

"The grass that Si Zhennan entrusted to me... just got out."

"Si Yin?"

"Hmm."

"Do you want to go out and look for it?"

"It's better not to go out. It went out on its own. Si Zhennan said... If it wants to leave one day, let it go." Lin Shan shook his head.

Outside.

Endless waves surged.

Above the waves, three Sequence 5s exuding endless pressure stood in the air.

"What happened?"

"I don't know."

"Someone took action and froze our time."

"Well... 30 days were lost out of nowhere."

"No one can do this except the gods in the human circle."

"Their gods should have been restrained... and they could have easily killed me, but chose to take away our 30 days. What's the point of this?"

"Perhaps, it was to let the race below escape."

Hearing this, everyone else looked down.

With their mental power, they could easily feel that there were a large number of living beings gathered under the sea.

"Two just ran away."

"Yes, one Sequence 7 and one Sequence 8. The ability of Sequence 8 is a bit strange."

"The people here, we three will share them equally. It will be uncomfortable if all these grievances are concentrated on any one of us."

"Some underground gathering places are empty. They must have run away. Do you still care about those people? Do you want to go out and search?"

"No, there is a god who intervened. It is obvious that he wants to leave a way out for this race. It is not something we can deal with. Just report it to the gods and let them deal with it."

"Let's do it."

"Okay."

The leader, a Sequence 5, took out a bag of powder and divided it into three parts with a painful look on his face. "Use this, and fight quickly. This place makes me feel very uneasy."

The other two showed a trace of surprise, took the powder, and then poured it into the lake.

After a while, the sea water boiled like magma and became extremely corrosive. The sea level of the entire tribe dropped by hundreds of meters in a short period of time, which had already exceeded the depth of the shelter.

The people below had no chance of survival.

"Let's go."

A wisp of inky black resentment entangled around them, disturbing their spirits, and the dark flames spread rapidly on them.

"Go back quickly."

"Okay."

The three people's eyes were cold, and they were completely different from when they came.

The three people came quickly and walked even faster. The cracks in the sky slowly closed, leaving only a dead human relic.

On the boiling sea, an orchid walked as if walking on flat ground.

One step, two steps, three steps...

As they walked, the orchid turned into a human form.

A green dress, with fresh flowers and plants as embellishments, and illusory butterflies flying.

"What are you doing here?" A voice sounded.

"I...I'm here to see you off...to see you off." The woman in green replied intermittently, as if she was a little unfamiliar with speaking because she had just started.

"...It's meaningless."

"I will remember you." The woman in green looked firmly at the vague figure in front of her.

"Do you remember how many times you said this?"

"I..."

"Seven times." The fuzzy figure said lightly.

"I..."

The fuzzy figure ignored her and looked through the layers of void towards the direction of the Purple Soul Flower Forest. In the flower forest, a black shadow looked at it.

The cold words that sounded like those from the Nine Nether Hell resounded throughout the ruins.

"Send... the Third Epoch, the ruler of the human race!"

The fuzzy figure nodded with a smile, and in an instant, the boiling lake and sea returned to calm.

The fuzzy figure said calmly:

"After death, if a person has thoughts in his heart, he will turn into a wandering soul floating between heaven and earth."

"After the gate of the underworld is opened, if the dead people do not want to be reborn immediately, they can return to the world at midnight on the seventh day, but they can only wander in the form of souls."

"From now on, the people of the human race will no longer return to the source sea after death."

After the words fell, countless light blue souls rushed out from the bottom of the sea.

The light and floating ghost voice shook the world, "Send... Master."

The blurred figure became more and more transparent.

"Of course, if the order of yin and yang is disturbed, it will be reduced to ashes."

A wheat ear mark floated out of the blurred figure, and the wheat ears gradually turned black, curled together, and finally turned into an illusory skull, gloomy, terrifying, and weird, implying death. Even if a living person only looks at it, he will immediately lose his soul, and the extraordinary is no exception.

The supreme authority of the origin-death.

But it has expired.

"You must die. This is a human calamity. How can a human calamity not kill people?"

The blurry figure became more transparent with every word he spoke.

At the same time, the sea water below became more and more transparent.

"Let me do one last thing for the human race." The blurry figure murmured.

He lightly touched his fingertips, and a green seed flew out, crossing the endless void and flying to the border of the ruins.

The seed fell into the water at the border, quickly taking root and sprouting, and the thick branches kept expanding, piercing the sky, more than a thousand miles, and the lush branches and leaves covered the continent with a diameter of 5,000 kilometers in a few seconds.

"Boom!!!"

The continent under his feet made a huge vibration sound, and the boundless darkness passed through. Finally, there was only a "boom", and the continent seemed to hit something.

The darkness of the sky suddenly disappeared, turning blue, and the sun shone through the branches and leaves on the surface of the lake and sea, sparkling and very beautiful.

After finishing the last thing, the blurry figure became no longer blurry, falling straight down, and the skull mark representing the supreme authority of the Third Era shattered, turning into dots of black light and disappearing.

The woman in green stepped forward and hugged the cold body that was falling down... and had no breath.

The bones are cold, but the beautiful heart can be warm?

How many times has this happened?

The woman in green stared at the familiar yet unfamiliar face infatuatedly.

She choked in a low voice:

"The great Lord of the Dead - Si Zhennan - you are the ruler under the gray fog, you control the death of all living beings, and you look down on the souls of Purgatory."

"Your devout believers are here to pray for your blessings."

"I am willing to sacrifice my spirituality and my faith as a guide."

After the words fell, there was no response, but the body in her arms turned into countless tiny skulls and slowly dissipated.

"Ah——."

Above the endless green waves, the woman in green held her head in pain and roared without a voice. Only above the sky, the locust tree that guarded the entire continent was swaying constantly. The pine tree was so high that its appearance could not be seen from the ground.

On the majestic throne.

"The singularity has disappeared."

"It seems that it is indeed one of the three tribes. End this war. The Federation needs to rest."

"Okay."

In the endless gray fog.

A shadow was moving at a speed faster than light. Space and time had no meaning to Him.

At a certain moment, He suddenly stopped.

"What is this?"

"Ancient authority..."