After staggering for dozens of steps, before almost falling, the fearful person who was wrapped in a white cloak and looked very high in status in gold and silver knelt in front of a sudden stone wall. The existence of the stone wall seemed to be a tumor growing on the rock, and the black material exuded an uneasy atmosphere.
Afterwards, the fearful person stretched out his trembling arm and drew strange symbols on the stone wall with his fingers. Soshiyang sometimes roared and sometimes cried, and seemed a little excited when he saw him.
Behind him, there were a group of men, women and children wearing golden clothes, waists and scimitars and swords. When they looked at the old man on the ground, some of them looked merciful, some of them were contempt, and some of them were disgusted, but they all hid it well.
Maybe they were all waiting for this immortal to break their last breath here.
However, just as these fearful deceased people were waiting for the dying old man to make their last struggle, everything suddenly changed.
Even Soshiyang could feel it. The desert, which was so quiet that even his heartbeat could be heard, suddenly trembled.
The white gravel raked and roared like hungry insects. The old man who feared the dead suddenly raised his head and laughed with satisfaction, and then recited it louder.
Some fearful deceased began to be afraid and wanted to escape, but whenever they struggled to stand firm, the flowing white sand would bring them down.
This inexplicable abnormal movement also made Soshiyang's mind blank, just like a pale world.
White sand is as if given life, scattered with mysterious rules, as if welcoming the coming of the gods.
Suddenly, all the fearful dead pointed to the sky in horror.
A huge hole was cracked in the black mountains, and a huge stone sculpture slowly rose from the bottom. It was an image that Soshiyang had never seen before. It had a slender torso, nine strange arms, extremely long fingers, and countless huge tentacles twisting like liquid, which were lifelike, as if they would roll towards him in the next moment. The head covered with layers of armor-shaped black rocks was indescribable, and its deformed appearance seemed to be a blasphemy of life.
When all the fearful people fell to the ground in fear, the old man was still crazy and screamed.
Finally, when the ten thousand meters high stone sculpture stood on the black mountains, the standing there alone made Soshiyang feel so cold under the scorching sun.
Just when he didn't know what would happen, pieces of ink-black gypsum-like substances on the outer layer began to peel off from the statue, revealing the disturbing existence inside, and light and energy covered the entire body of the object in disorder. The laws of physics themselves seemed to be bound in its body, and at the end was endless darkness. Space and time had lost their meaning and could not be understood. Just a glance was enough to make people crazy.
When Soshiyang opened his mouth slightly, shocked by this incredible existence, it suddenly moved.
Or, it seems to move.
Soshyan barely realized how it came to the top of his head, and then it stretched out countless tentacles on its lower body, wrapping the deadly fearful people screaming and trying to escape in the waist.
The waist of death's tightened waist began to extend, and the part that feared the dead gradually loosened and peeled off, turning into strands of white sand and scattered to the ground, joining the arms of the predecessors.
Finally, until now, Soshiyang realized how the "bone sand" of this endless sea of ​​sand came from-
The fearful deceased tried their best to escape. They tried to activate the machinery, but they did nothing. In the face of such great power, their behavior did not even count.
In just a few breaths, only white sand, falling objects, and stagnant machinery were left beside Soshiyang, while the old man was still kneeling on the ground, muttering intoxicatedly—
It was him who brought everyone here, and it was him who sacrificed them...
Then, he raised his arms, raised his head, and pulled his neck, as if he was trying hard to make his last shout.
Soshiyan heard this time.
He heard a roar similar to the loud drum sounds from a distance, so he raised his head...
Looking at the cloudless sky, Soshiyang's eyes slowly widened, and saw something slowly "rise" between the two dazzling suns and gradually blocking the sun's light.
It was a head, or perhaps a head, which seemed like a giant looking at the crystal ball on the table. At an altitude of 10,000 meters, or in space, looking down at the tiny creature in the sphere. It had no facial features, only crazy and gorgeous colors and a slowly rotating vortex. A halo of energy could be seen above its head, like a broken crown.
Although the two may not be far apart, Soshiyan can feel that it is looking at itself, examining itself, and evaluating itself—
Even with the remnants of memory, Soshiyang felt that his reason was being hit hard by an invisible sledgehammer. If he really met it, he might not even be able to withstand it for long.
Is this the complete star god?
With a pop, everything disappeared and broke.
Soshiyang stood in a dark hall, which looked strongly afraid of the dead. On a small pyramid at the end, there was a figure hanging over it, shrouded in the shadows, as if staring at Soshiyang.
After a long time, a low and disgusting voice echoed among the dark corridors.
“…Who asked you to come.”
Soshiyang chuckled, shook his head and asked:
"Who asked you to come?"
These words seemed to anger the other party. With a bang, the huge pillars around them collapsed and melted, and the ground paved with a large number of black rocks turned into a net full of cracks. Purple, red, blue and green glow burst out from the gap, and a screaming wind began to sweep, while darkness gave way to the crazy colors.
At the top of the small pyramid, a huge demon was staring at Soshiyang fiercely. It held a twisted sword-bearing staff in one hand and kept grasping it on the ground with the other hand. The sharp claws like scimitars grew at the end of a scaled and muscular arm, with curved spikes all over the top and bottom.
Its head is triangular, with twisted long horns outlining a head with a huge mouth. Its eyes are blind and dull but full of terrible darkness. Its torso is covered with eyes, and the wings behind it swell like threatening.
"Soshiyang! You are just the body of the Rucheng, and you are not qualified to show off in front of me!!!"
But Soshiyang just chuckled, ignoring the running energy, the demons crawling out of the cracks on the ground, and Madell's roar, and walked towards each other step by step.
"You, you-"
Madell watched the other party get closer and closer, and was obviously a little panicked, but he had no way out.
Finally, when Soshyan jumped to the pyramid above a hundred meters, Madell had retreated to the edge and pointed at him with his staff.
"What do you want to do!"
Soshiyan just pointed to the ground.
Chapter completed!