Episode 477

"Who preached at the beginning of ancient times?"

Somehow, a deep voice rang from Huai Shi's ear, waking him from the faint.

Then he realized that he was really falling, deeper into the darkness.

Even though there was no wind blowing in his face, he didn't even feel weightless, but he did think so.

He is falling.

In the low voice chanting.

When he listened carefully, he found that there was no sound from his ears

The sound comes from the inner side, the stirring of the soul. Countless source-mass collisions echoed the tide-like echoes, bringing distant and erratic echoes.

It echoed in the consciousness of Huai Shi, as if the current was flowing in the nerves, it constantly triggered one switch after another, pulling the floating characters in his memory, word by word, cobbled together the soul of the soul gradually The sound of a rising voice.

Even if it is an iron stone that does not think, I am afraid it will understand the meaning of it?

That voice, no, is the soul of Huai Shi asking.

——In the beginning before the distant era, who passed on such a scene to future generations?

At that moment, the darkness in front of Huai Shi's eyes suddenly opened, as if the countless black mist quickly dissipated-it should be said that the soul of Huai Shi finally broke through the curtain that covered him.

At this short moment, even among the flashlights that could not be described in a flash, he glanced.

Surrounded by countless bubbles, a magnificent scene formed by the overlapping of countless matrices, the void turbulence outlined by the streamer.

Like magnificent rivers, deep caves, and huge and indescribable foundation stones.

Inexplicably, Huai Shi's heart showed the conclusion and enlightenment: it was a pillar.

If we want to make judgments based on human knowledge and common sense, the void is undoubtedly rising from the bottom of the far abyss, supporting the pillars of the entire world.

But the pillar stone dissipated like a phantom in an instant, and could no longer be seen.

After a while, Huai Shi fell into a deep sleep, invisible.

Until I opened my eyes again and heard the long brewing, I whispered again from the depths of the soul: "The upper and lower are not visible, why test it?"

——How did all this happen when the day and the earth were not formed?

Then, Huai Shi saw hell.

In the abyss formed by this endless depth, countless overlappings, ruins and walls in the eternal darkness, sad scenes.

Until now, Huai Poetry could not conclude that he was indeed falling.

Just like the dust, it fell from the present state, then slowly crossed the layers of the border, and finally fell into the hell.

Toward the depths of hell.

In this way, he fluttered in the darkness like a feather. He stared at the prosperous current and went away, and then sank into the desert, oasis and isolated island on the border.

The steel city under the smoke, walking on the wilderness, carrying the giant elephants in the settlement, the deserted towns connected by countless lone towers above the clouds, the busy and noisy mines in the vacuum, and even exquisitely like works of art A gorgeous little village ...

Those lonely, noisy, or exquisite or decadent worlds also quickly go away.

Finally, embrace the abyss.

In the darkness, only countless scenes like illusions appeared and disappeared.

A quick glance in the silhouettes drawn by those hells, but when Huai Shi wanted to take a closer look, they were hidden in darkness again.

Huaixi can only determine its position and depth through the beacon that astronomy will put between different depths, and those shining colors.

In this way, after crossing the edge of the Great Secret Instrument of Zarathustra, he entered the shallow area of ​​hell, getting faster and faster, and soon, he skipped the abyss probe that extends to the border of 'White City' , And then passed through the huge walls deliberately piled up by layers of **** ruins, and entered the depth zone closest to the present state.

Here, countless abyssal groups are entrenched in each other's territory, fighting against each other, or forming alliances or hostility, vaguely able to see the soul of the sublimator rising and falling in it, but it is difficult to see the details.

Only the tens of thousands of chaotic zones like battlefields passed by the eyes of Huai Shi.

Immediately afterwards, he couldn't turn back and fell into the withered area.

As if sinking into the deep sea, in the faint light, Huai Shi saw a huge and terrifying horror shadow collided with each other, and saw countless eroded species that lurked in the corner of the abyss like grass and mustard, and even toured on their own Predators above the realm.

The rulers' dynasty is established here, like a black hole in the abyss, expanding its gravity in all directions, showing its unique crown of supremacy.

Or cruel, or bloody, or weird ...

Leviathan stretches here to stretch the tens of thousands of tentacles that stir the endless sea, Evlet sheds the tyrannical and fierce light, the withered king is high on the throne of his dead territory, and the rotten dragon is entrenched in the corpse In the middle, the purgatory factory owners gathered here to become the largest nightmare workshop in hell, the giant shadow fighting of the Titans at sea, the abyss jerks and obscure scholars hide their traces in the darkness ...

All kinds of scenes came and disappeared quickly.

It seemed that someone had noticed the arrival of the passer-by, and a pair of cold eyes lifted up, falling on the Huai poetry that was going away. He reached out to catch a false grasp, and caught it, catching his eyes indifferently.

Huai Shi has fallen into the dark area.

In the absolute darkness, Huai Shi felt that he passed by countless behemoths, but he looked around carefully but could not see anything.

There seems to be only a void here, but it seems that there are countless predators hiding behind the scenes.

quietly.

In the silence, a flash of light suddenly illuminated from afar, and then, the innumerable cruel outlines were illuminated. In a flash, the central prey was torn apart, and quickly fell silent, without any sign.

"Huh?" A dazed voice sounded from behind Huai Shi: "Someone is here?"

But Huai Shi turned back and only had time to see the outline of a dusty servant traveler. Then, he quickly fainted again, feeling that the fall was accelerating.

Go deeper ...

Can there be any depth?

Does the legendary quiet zone really exist?

Huai Shi did not know, nor how long he had passed.

The trend of falling gradually stopped, he stopped in a seemingly eternal desolation, looked around, and when he looked up, he seemed to be able to see the light of the present distance across a long distance.

Where is this, he has no idea.

Rather, it is hard to tell whether he has seen reality or illusion along the way, whether he is in **** or sleeping in a dream at this moment.

But between the decadent ruins, when he walked two steps, he even saw the ruin of the collapsed floor and even a broken sign.

Spread cracks and rust.

Once the sign of the Astronomical Society fell into the dust, even Huai Shi reached out and shattered it.

Until now, looking around at the ruins, he was able to vaguely distinguish what he once looked like in Jinling.

But is this really true or false?

In shock, Huai Shi stumbled back, and a broken note fell out of the ashes. The yellow paper fragments flew out like leaves, and then quickly dissipated into the air.

Only two pieces of crumbling debris fell to the ground, faintly able to distinguish the last words left in the faded ink.

[Looking back at the past, it ’s a shameful past]

Above the debris that quickly turned into dust, only the last words of confession were left: [Born as a person, I am sorry. 】

But in these farewell words, he was violently stroked several times with a stroke and obliterated. Finally, a large comment was added between the lines.

Concise and concise.

Only two words.

—— 【Fart! 】

A gust of wind blew out of the air, swept away the dust, and everything in front of his eyes, the huge ruins quickly disappeared into smoke.

In the darkness, only a distant shadow stared at him quietly.

As if smiling, it made him feel so relieved.

Raising his arms, he waved goodbye to the teenager in the distance. But when Huai Shi caught up, the figure had disappeared.

There was only a long sword covered with dust.

It slanted into the stone obliquely, waiting quietly in the long time, the outline was so familiar, and so incredible to Huai Shi.

When Huai Shi reached out and grasped the heavy grip, the clear chirp rose from the silent iron.

Shake off the dust.

In the deepest part of this darkness, the innermost layer of dreams, and the chaos of illusions, the layers of rust on the sword of virtue fall off, no longer broken, showing a solemn and sacred outline.

Above the sword blade, a bright ray of light illuminates, illuminating the face of Huai Shi.

Dust is shining.

A gleam of light rose into the sky, cutting the darkness with incredible sharpness, dispelling the nightmare, tearing the illusion, and breaking through the ignorance of chaos.

Ling Huai Shi truly opened her eyes from the darkness.

A long night, and from then on!

At that moment, in the current situation, in the surging dark tide, the huge matrix beneath the stone pith pavilion roared like a bell, resounding throughout the new sea.

Even in Jinling, one can observe the source fluctuations erupted here, and even the magnificent and sacred song.

In the garden, the old man who stooped to build the grass raised his head in amazement, and his figure suddenly disappeared into the air.

Immediately afterwards, the darkness shrouded in the stone pith pavilion suddenly dissipated.

Everything returned to the sun.

A naked old man appeared again, looking around in amazement.

It's too late to feel your first breath and that heartfelt joy. Uncle Fang unconsciously pulled the box on the ground and blocked it in front of him.

The feelings I experienced for the first time since I was born ... was embarrassing.

And in the basement, in the rapidly shrinking darkness, the sound of the heartbeat sounded again from the void, and the dark, collapsing and shrinking quickly condensed a fuzzy human silhouette.

It looks like a stone statue carved out of obsidian.

The fissures were rapidly emerging, expanding, and spreading across the entire outline, broken in inches, revealing the reborn youth below.

Huai Shi finally woke up from a long nightmare.

Staring dumbly at the ceiling above his head, he hadn't reflected what happened.

who am I?

Where am i?

What am I doing?

Until the sound of a shutter awakened him to ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ With the flashing of the flash, the mobile phone attached importance to the stupidity after he advanced.

But in front of Huai Shi, the woman who had been waiting for a long time looked down at him and happily reached out to him, "Welcome back, stupid."

Huai Shi was at a loss for a long time, and finally reacted. But in a hurry, he didn't know how to respond, but just held her hand instinctively.

Immediately afterwards, I realized that I was completely different from the past.

"Ok."

Young Master Ming Huai Shi smiled, "I'm back."

Ah, the advanced level is finally over ... today the situation is a bit not very good, only one more.

(End of this chapter)