The sad singing came from nowhere.

The sound was far and faint, as if a gust of wind could blow away.

It was a sad female voice, humming a song about her hometown.

"Ah~ riding on the light, riding on the light of the sun."

The sound of celestial bodies destroyed everything in the universe and roughly occupied every inch of space, but the faint chanting continued in Chen Yanren's ears.

"Son of Blood, the enemy is destroying all the way."

"Son of Blood, riding on the light."

Although my brain was in chaos, inexplicable tears fell from the corner of my eyes.

"Fallen, Son of Blood, they're destroying it all the way."

"Oh, the son of blood, riding on the light of the sun..."

My mind was still aching, but some scenes were pieced together again.

It was Yongge Forest under the sunset. The breeze blew across the soft sand, and the leaves sounded softly. Yangfan Port not far away, the sailors' horns carried the smell of the sea. In the extreme north, you can still vaguely see the light of the Sun Well.

Oh, this is Quel'thalas, my hometown in my last life.

Oh, he has been destroyed, in the tide of death.

Where did I hear this song?

Is it my mother's humming?

No, they were dead, too, on the way to protect me from escaping.

Is it Leaderine? The ever-high Countess?

No, I threw myself into the shadows, and she walked towards the holy light.

Who is that? Is the King of Banshee?

Ah! Yes.

This is "The Elegy of the Upper Elves".

When I heard it again, it was the singing of the banshees recruited by Sylvanas.

Reason seems to be returning, but Gehros' gaze is not over, as if the impact of no end is being erased from the sunshine of Suncity.

No, don't forget.

Everything in that world, I sank into the deepest darkness, and I want to save!

Chen Yanren suddenly struggled. He tried hard to condense his will and tried to recall the little things in Azeroth, but the endless chaos was like a mountain, pushing everything into the darkness bit by bit.

No, you can't make me surrender!

Chen Yanren clenched his fists, and the weak but tenacious heart light was born little by little, struggling to fight against the dark red torrent.

The vulgar dwarves of Danmoro slapped the table, and the barrels fell to the ground. They sang simple melodies and shouted and fought together.

In the hotel of the Lion King's Pride, the crackling fire warms the travelers, and the familiar melody sounds again. Will there be a tense and exciting Hearthstone battle?

The cold wind in Northrend was so bitter. At that time, we sat around in the carpet, alerting the arrival of natural disasters.

At the ever-glowing starlight, at the intersection of the barren land, from Ashes Valley to Treasure Bay, the old-fashioned and annoying night elf close relatives, the noisy and cunning goblin allies...

He remembered that during the days when the waves were shaking through the endless sea, the Nagas always came to harass them endlessly. The fish people they drove were yelling, and then fled around by the fireballs that were big in the washbasin.

He remembered that the land spirits in Kunlai Mountain always enthusiastically promoted strange goods, and he always liked to sit on the roof of Yingzong Zen Temple and listened to Zhu Talan's scolding of the panda people.

With a little bit of stability in thinking, the five senses returned slowly, Chen Yanren stretched out his hand and gathered the overflowing Saratas.

"Stop sleeping... wake up..."

Chen Yanren encouraged to shake her.

"Remember, when we first met, you wanted to corrupt my mind."

"In the Fall of Tir, in the Twilight Heights, in the Storm Furnace, in the Neorossa, you used conspiracy to escape from my control, but all failed."

Chen Yanren smiled and shook out the scandals of Saratas over the years one by one.

"You are so embarrassing. As one of the five ancient gods, you were eaten by your compatriots and replaced so many masters, but you fell into my hands."

The water ripples, and the glass-like rainbow halo is slowly regaining its vitality.

"If you don't close your stinky mouth, I will turn to the old dominator and turn you into the ugliest family!" Saratas cursed in his heart weakly, but Chen Yanren felt relieved.

The impact continued, but he saw hope for victory.

"Stand by, we have survived the most difficult stage!" Yes, the indescribable twist is always the strongest for the first time. When they gradually adapted, although they were still unbearable, they were not so irresistible.

Azeroth, the earth, and now this strange immortal civilization, supported them, and Chen Yanren's heart light became stronger and stronger. He gritted his teeth, widened his eyes, and looked directly at Gehros's body. He saw the waves in the liquid iron ocean, the rotating atmosphere, and the dark red lightning rages on the surface of the planet.

It's almost there, it's just a gaze, and it's over soon!

Saratas roared silently. She was a fake, but she would not always be!

The heart scene is gradually solidified, and the magic power becomes more and more pure under the heavy pressure. A thin layer of membrane is slowly born in the heart. This is a manifestation of the foundation building that is about to be established!

"You can't defeat me, we have one more world than you!" Gehros' gaze gradually weakened, while Chen Yanren's resistance became stronger and stronger, with endless support supporting him, and a steady stream of power surged into his heart.

"Did you really hold on?" The unknown female voice appeared in her ears again.

Chen Yanren's face became gloomy, and He had not left yet.

Nayaratotip, his favorite thing to do is to break people's hope, just before the dawn comes.

"I don't know, what would happen if I did it again?"

A cunning laugh came from my ears. Before Chen Yanren could react, the rusty red one-eyed eyes burst out with a terrible light again!

Can the universe be shattered again? Will the universe really shatter? The brain has no magic sounds penetrated, and the dark red gaze obscures everything.

This was Chen Yanren's only feeling left. The more vacuum part than the vacuum was tearing his body, clamoring for the annihilation nucleus to be in a wild turmoil.

Gehros bumped into it, and a huge shadow enveloped everything, and Chen Yanren was falling towards the hot ocean.

"After all, I'll be killed..."

The thoughts gradually faded.

Not sure where, Chen Yanren heard the sound of the waves.

Hurry...

Hurry...

This is not the terrifying ocean of Gehros, but some relaxing and stress-swept sound.

The eyes seemed to be able to open again, and a dazzling green bloomed from the sleeves.

"This is..." His thinking was a little slow.

Until the blue-green chicken flew out of its sleeve, it was the Miaozhen jade egg!

The sound of the waves became louder, and among the translucent jade eggs, the flowing things seemed to be tides, washing away all pollution.

The spirit gradually became relaxed, as if it had returned to the cradle of mother. The ancient echoes echoed in the jade, as if an old man with vicissitudes was silently telling the eternal tragedy.

Chen Yanren seemed to hear the angry scolding of Nayaratotip, but his tortured spirit made him unable to support him anymore and slowly fell asleep.
Chapter completed!