prehistoric calendar

Fang silently looked ahead. It was desolate. The entire land had turned into scorched earth. Blood rain fell from the sky. The heaven and earth screamed. The holy throne fell and the heaven and earth mourned. Such a scene was not easy to see.

Buried with this holy god are at least hundreds of millions of creatures, including humans, all races, wild creatures, and monsters in the forbidden area. As of now, there are probably not even tens of thousands of creatures alive here, and they have all turned into nothingness.

"This is victory...empty victory."

Fang stretched out his hand, and the blood rain from the sky fell into his palm. A handful of blood gradually appeared in his palm. Fang laughed and drank the blood into his throat. The taste was almost the same as that of blood. Fang murmured.

He said to himself: "I am really a hypocritical person. I am of all races, but tens of millions of human beings have died because of me, and yet I am here sighing hypocritically. It is really unpleasant."

"This empty victory, this false sigh, and this absurd greatness..."

Ling suddenly burst out laughing, and the more he laughed, the crazier he became. He laughed and fell down in the desolate bloody field. Slowly, tears began to fall from the corners of his eyes, as if they were tears of laughter...

After an unknown amount of time, Ling stood up from the bloody ground. He walked towards certain places in the bloody ground, and saw that he came to a blood-colored soil bag. He kicked it and passed through the soil bag.

A human was kicked out. The human seemed to be still in a coma, but his chest was rising and falling and he was still breathing.

Ling didn't say anything, and continued to kick dozens of dirt bags, and one person rolled out from each one. After all this was done, Ling shouted loudly: "If you don't get up, how long will it take to wait?"

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Dozens of people trembled at the same time, as if they had been shocked by electricity. They all opened their eyes and looked at Ming. At first, their eyes were still confused, but gradually, their eyes became conscious, shocked, and incredible.

In the end, the eyes of these dozens of people were full of hatred, and they had huge hatred for this young man named Ling.

"Good eyes."

He walked directly to a half-slope and sat down. He looked at the hateful looks of dozens of people towards him and laughed: "Keep this look, keep your current mentality, how does it feel to regain consciousness from ignorance?"

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"The Nine Palaces of Chaos Formation has taken away the creation of heaven and earth, using all things as nourishment. The Nine Palaces of Chaos are against all things and return to the chaos of nourishment. You are all the beneficiaries. Of course, it is also related to your own destiny. Thousands of people

Only a few dozen of you survived out of ten thousand people, and this is proof."

As he spoke, dozens of people stood up from the ground, and one of them, a strong man with scars on his face, shouted loudly: "It's you! You did it all! There was no explosion in this forbidden area, you deliberately led it

It has deceived all the surrounding tribes, making them think that the outbreak has awakened, and they can easily conquer this forbidden area during the initial period of the outbreak awakening!"

Another person, a woman with an ugly appearance, also shouted: "You used that kind of machine to control us, let us spread rumors among the surrounding human groups, and also controlled some Ten Thousand Clans, making them also among the Ten Thousand Clans."

You are spreading rumors, saying that as long as blood sacrifice is needed, this forbidden area can be opened and suppressed, and you have also controlled countless people, just to let those races gather us humans here!"

These dozens of people are noisy, and what they say is almost the same. Moreover, they seem to have wisdom and knowledge. For example, more than ordinary people know the words and meanings of machinery, technology, or magic. These are not ordinary humans.

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Ling clapped his hands, as if these dozens of people were telling a joke or something interesting. The dozens of people suddenly became angry, but for a while no one dared to step forward and do anything to Ling. They woke up

He knew part of the memories of his previous life, and also knew the memories of decades as a human being in the prehistoric times, so in fact, everyone was afraid, afraid, and unbelievable towards the young man who caused the Holy Death in front of him.

Zhan stopped clapping, and nodded directly: "Yes, I did it all, regardless of the goal of this forbidden area, whether it harmed tens of millions of human compatriots here, or destroyed hundreds of millions of human compatriots nearby.

, wiped out these armies of all races in one fell swoop, and even destroyed the holy god, yes, it was all my doing... so what?"

Everyone was suffocated, but the ugly woman jumped up and roared: "So what!? This is the life of hundreds of millions of humans, let alone those races. I wish they could all be extinct, but those humans, and

We are compatriots, we are of the same race, and yet we were killed by you alone! You devil!!!"

But Fang was not angry, he smiled and said: "I still said the same thing, so... so what!?"

When these words were spoken again, the dozens of people were immediately furious. Some people couldn't help but wanted to rush forward. They ignored them and said directly: "The world is unkind and treats all things as stupid dogs. The saints are unkind and treat them like stupid dogs."

The people are like rotten dogs, this is my law."

A young man in the crowd shouted loudly: "Don't misinterpret it here, it means that heaven and earth treat everyone equally!"

"Yes, I treat everyone equally." He laughed and pointed at the bloody land and desolation and said: "Human beings, all races, monsters in forbidden areas, and holy gods and gods, all nourish me.

, I treat everyone equally, doesn’t it follow this principle?”

Without waiting for anyone to explain, Xuan continued: "Heaven and earth are unfair here. We humans are treated like ants. Man gives everything back to heaven, and heaven has nothing to give to man. I follow my own way, which is the right way, and treat everyone equally. Otherwise, wouldn't it be possible?

Do you still expect all races to show mercy and allow you and mankind to live in peace and ease? But I cut it off with one knife, cut off the lesions, leaving hope, while all races and this world are like boiling frogs in warm water, slowly

It's just death and slowly disappearing. Ask yourselves, is the way of all races and heaven and earth fair, or is my way fair? Are all races and heaven and earth good to mankind, or is my method the right way?"

Dozens of people were so angry that they were shaking all over, but they could not say anything against their will. After all, the decades of memories of being humans in this world are still in their minds. The human tribe was eaten, raised, and captured.

Being used as experimental subjects, being charged a poll tax, drawing lots in their own tribe, or handing over the old and the weak to be killed and eaten, these are the realities in their memories. If they want to say that heaven and earth and all races are good against their will, then they would rather die.

good.

But this person is not a good person. For his own benefit, it is equivalent to sacrificing tens of millions of human beings. This kind of cruelty and decisiveness makes them tremble with fear deep in their hearts.

But Fang ignored him, he just laughed and stood up, and said to dozens of people: "I don't like the look in my eyes now. The look in my eyes that hated me before was so good... Keep hating me, compatriots, of course

Now you have to obey my orders, follow me, and assist me. You can also try to replace me and kill me, whether it is poisoning or assassination.

Be it betrayal or betrayal, you are human beings and should have thoughts as free as the wind. You have done all these things, but I will not give you a chance, not even once. If you die, you will die. I can only blame you.

Too weak, too little luck, not enough ability. Also, if you can't keep up with me, I won't stop and wait for you. If you fall behind, just die."

After saying that, he turned around and walked away, and these dozens of people looked at each other. In this rain of blood, on this desolate land, they had nowhere to go, and as humans, they had no choice.

It is conceivable that even though I was extremely afraid of and hated this person, I could only follow him from a distance.

But in this rain of blood, in this hatred, he hummed a song. It was a cheerful tune, lively and joyful, but when it came out of his mouth, it was filled with an extremely terrifying feeling.

Dozens of people followed for dozens of minutes. Some of the people in this group slowly came back to their senses. In other words, with the fusion of memories, they gradually gained a new world view. There were seven or eight people in this group who quickly came to their senses.

Bu came not far behind him, and they gradually understood the meaning of what he said before. Although they didn't completely agree, they at least suppressed their hatred and started to think about what happened next.

Someone in the team said to Ming: "My memory is incomplete. I only vaguely remember that I came from 2071. The rest is very hazy, and I don't remember a lot of scientific and technological knowledge."

Another girl also said: "Me too, I just tried to activate magic, but it couldn't be used. I am not a Muggle. I came from 1996..."

Fang casually replied: "This is normal. We are in the prehistoric era. Apart from the candidates for the Human Emperor, it is impossible for anyone else to return with future memories, at least not complete future memories... Well, it seems there are exceptions.

If you have the blood of Kunpeng, it will be fine. Hey, speaking of it, that person is now holding the Four Swords of Zhuxian and wandering around. This is a variable and requires some planning..."

No one understood what Ling meant and were speechless for a moment. However, there was a girl in the team who was the youngest, about 13 or 13 years old. She suddenly asked: "What are you humming?"

The song? It sounds... so scary."

"This."

Ling laughed, glanced at the child and said: "I have forgotten all the songs. It is a very popular taboo song. It will cause terror. Of course, it doesn't happen yet. The main idea is that my father chopped off my head.

When I came down, my mother tore off my limbs, and my brothers and sisters cut me into countless pieces.

My pet dog started to eat my flesh, rats picked up my bones everywhere, and ants crawled up... They buried me in the spring, and in the fall, many me grew up, and I rotted

Playing with his dead father, telling stories with his twisted mother, and playing hide and seek with his brothers and sisters who were cut into countless pieces..."

When everyone heard this, they felt their hearts go cold. Fear seemed to spread from countless places. The child was so frightened that he almost burst into tears. A girl next to him hugged the child and said to him at the same time.

: "A black nursery rhyme? I remember that it seemed to be quite popular in Europe for a while."

But Ling shook his head, looked into the distance and said: "No, this is Yongye style song, a song by friends to praise Yongye's greatness..."

Next, everyone didn't know what to say, and could only silently follow Lin forward. It wasn't until a long time later that a young man couldn't help but ask: "Where are we going now?"

"Continue to look for nutrients, look for opportunities, and strengthen yourself. At the same time, find a refuge because..."

He looked up at the sky, then sneered and said: "Eternal night is coming!"