I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

Everything grows.

On the tall giant trees, the heads of skinless people shed blood and tears. Their mouths were opened, and the hollow between the throat and the neck could be seen. The hollow made a whimpering sound as the wind blew, as if it was mourning. But there were manic smiles on the faces of those heads, and the mixture of laughter and crying made people feel creepy.

A huge wave of blood surged from the front, filled with a strong stench, and the wave of rotten smell rolled over the heads on the treetops, adding a rosy luster to their already dry faces.

The huge long snake in the sky came towards the landing position, leaving behind thick, foul-smelling mucus on its body. It rode with the waves of blood, adding fuel to the flames, causing the waves to gradually cover up the crimson waves in the sky. The sun covered everything within Lu Jian's sight.

"This is the disturbance we bring about."

Lao Song was not in a hurry. He put away the flashlight and took out a pistol-shaped prop from the backpack behind him.

"Pollution will tend to spread towards areas that have not been polluted. When we appear here, it is an area with extremely low pollution concentration, and the pollution will naturally spread towards here."

The pistol had no trigger or muzzle. It seemed to be just a piece of silver metal made into the shape of a pistol. Holding it in his hand, Old Song raised the gun and pointed it at the surging monsters.

The next moment, although there was no action to pull the trigger, Lu Tiao felt like he heard a gunshot.

A hole suddenly appeared in the overwhelming wave of monsters, as if it was torn apart by some invisible force. Countless flesh and blood turned into powder and dissipated in the void.

The surging wave of monsters stopped, and the huge hole could not be filled in a short time, and the whole space trembled slightly.

But Lao Song did not stop what he was doing, and fired one after another. With several silent gunshots, the monsters gathered in the entire buffer zone were smashed to pieces, and it became as quiet and peaceful as heaven.

In myths and legends, the arrival of angels can calm wars and disasters, but now it seems that these descending angels must not all wear power armor, hold chain swords, and carry flamethrowers on their shoulders to fight against those terrifying and ferocious demons. .

At the same time, other giants also started working one after another. They took out some brackets from their backpacks and placed several square boxes on the brackets. Rather than preparing to clean the battlefield, they were going to start surveying and mapping. class work.

Some light burst out from those boxes, sweeping across the entire space, along with the crimson sun.

Soon, the box made a beeping sound, as if it was collecting data.

"The pollution concentration has increased again, and it seems that the core of the pollution needs to continue to be suppressed."

Lao Song glanced at the unknown words flashing on the box and quickly came to a conclusion.

Da da da

The counter on his body began to jump wildly, and the frequency seemed to exceed ten times per second.

"The pollution concentration is rising rapidly, and there are still 900 seconds before it breaks through the protection limit."

The giant on the side read the data.

Along with the clicking sound of the counter, Lu Tian also felt a palpitation in his chest. He could experience certain changes in his body. Under the skin, the worm-like blood vessels continued to expand, and the blood inside had turned dark. The yellow pus flows to the heart, causing the constantly beating organ to wither.

He could see that at the location isolated by the black pillars, even the void had begun to scatter nameless spores, and a gray and sticky carpet of bacteria had grown.

Just by being illuminated by the red sun, the light is enough to radiate to the point where people will mutate.

If saying that knowledge is pollution is enough to subvert ordinary people's common sense, then here, everything in the deep well is anti-cognitive.

When you stare into the abyss, the abyss stares into you.

Similarly, when you recognize the existence of the external gods, the external gods have already cast their eyes on you.

Any attempt to understand or analyze the indescribable greatness will lead to disaster.

Only ignorance is the greatest wisdom.

"Don't worry, the data collection will be completed in about a hundred seconds. Hold on for a while, and it will return to its original state when I take you out. Well, that's assuming you can still maintain your will as a human being."

Lao Song said that he was focusing on data collection, and occasionally took time to shoot those guys to remove obstacles. The giant didn't seem to be concerned about Lu Jian's life or death.

As for Shia, she seemed to have used magic to seal off her cognition. She stood next to the device like a puppet, moving stiffly from time to time to prevent being stepped on by other giants.

Shia, who is able to let her grown-up books read by themselves, obviously has her own understanding of how to prevent pollution.

Despite this, her body also experienced certain changes. The limbs under the armor expanded slightly, as if they were inflated. It was only the strong steel that prevented the things in her body from escaping.

Being close to the source of pollution, even its mere presence will lead to disasters in the surrounding area.

Lu Jian must thank his [True Vision] at this time. In this case, even if he digs out his eyes, [True Vision] will present first-hand pollution information to his mind. Even if It can't be said to be a timely help, but it can be said to be adding fuel to the fire.

He quickly fell to the ground, his body crumbling into a puddle of bubbling flesh.

In this state, Lu Tiao's ability to resist pollution has become much stronger.

Just like a person with a normal figure needs to put in a lot of effort and time to lose one or two pounds, but a fat person can lose several pounds by just eating one less meal. He has nothing to lose, so he is naturally not afraid of pollution.

Old Song glanced at Lu Jian and thought that this guy was also very interesting. Several experimental methods flashed in his mind.

But he quickly put these thoughts behind him. Monitoring data was the most important thing.

One hundred seconds passed, and the buffer zone was already boiling like the grandest spicy hot pot. The inside was red, white, pink, green, and yellow, tumbling up and down, like the limbs of humans and beasts spinning in circles in mid-air. , forming one ferocious and strange monster after another, and those monsters were quickly blasted through by Old Song.

In a daze, Lu Tiao felt that the pistol in Old Song's hand had a bit of "last words" in it.

The red sun's rays shone on Lu Tan's body, making him feel warm and like he was home.

He felt like he was being lifted up, like he was carrying a bag of bubble milk tea with coconut.

For a moment, Lu Tan's thoughts also flew outside the deep well. He thought of many things, and suddenly a doubt arose.

"Huh? When we came in, weren't there three people?"