The void invaded.

When the first hideous monster tear open the gap and a pair of scarlet eyes greedily glanced at everything around, the survey team that was standing near the crack understood that Mu Qi would be the first stop of the second void invasion.

The survey team is a special forces army formed by Mr. Muqi himself. No one knows what they do. When faced with external inquiries, Mr. Muqi always has a saying: "It's not the time yet."

However, only these surveyors themselves know that when they are truly public, they will not be praised or glorious. As the only legion built by one hundred and twenty "detonators", they have been no longer tolerated by the world from the moment they know their mission.

What they have to do is simple, detonate the void.

Detonate a bomb against the gods.

Of course, bombs that can hurt or even kill gods will never let go of ordinary lives. These 130 incognito and later changed their identities through various operations and operations to change their identities. They will be the most terrifying executioners in human history as long as the bomb explodes.

Although the underground shelter that Mr. Muqi has built can protect nearly 70% of the residents, whether it is the legion that has not had time to enter the shelter or fight on the ground, it will be completely annihilated in reality by the bomb. There will be no corpses or any traces left. The people in the survey team have seen that scene, a terrifying scene that makes people feel trembling in the soul.

Therefore, the surveyors never feel that they are the heroes who die with the enemy.

"Prepare."

Close the arm armor, put on the tactical backpack, and fasten the lock on his waist. The man wearing light armor stood up with his right hand, then fell heavily, his eyes full of calm.

The one hundred and nineteen surveyors in the same dress stood at the sight and saluted. In front of them was the node passage leading to the long-standing construction. The dark and deep passage was like a snake in the abyss with a big mouth, staring at these teams that were about to die and were about to kill at least hundreds of thousands of people.

"There are twelve nodes in total."

The captain of the survey team did not look back, and his voice was very loud: "This time, the saturated detonation preparation was prepared. Ten people were dispatched at each node, nine of whom were on standby, and one person was left for detonation preparation. According to the already arranged order, the captain of the team began to warn the outside world in turn to prevent the void creatures from destroying it."

"The reserved time after the detonation is one minute, and in this minute, everyone must do their best to leave the detonation site."

The captain's voice was very cold. He stared at the tunnel of nodes that was about to devour them, and an indescribable will emerge in his eyes: "We have spent fifty years forgetting everything."

"Forget our identity, forget our past, forget the glory we once received."

The survey team members behind him spoke together, and loud and firm voices filled the secretly built underground building.

"But we can never forget hatred, the injustice we encounter, and the actions they have done."

On the light armor, the patterns containing violent power gradually flashed with a light golden glow. This was the rune that the man had engraved in the depths of their souls with his own hands, and this was also the highest glory.

The Chonghuang Legion Emblem.

"We are not heroes, nor are we warriors."

The heralds spread on them, spreading on every inch of the skin of this group of people. What emerged in their eyes was the most shining pattern. When the former Chonghuang Legion and today's survey team took the first step, the golden light was dim and darkness filled.

"We are just holding the wronged souls of hatred."

Without any communication or instructions, in front of the twelve forks, the original 100-man legion was immediately dispersed into twelve teams and entered the tunnels. They knew their destiny, but they didn't care.

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“The first thirty-second time.”

The old man looked at the God of Death who was persistent and kept waving his sickle and joked at him with deep mockery: "It is said that people will see the lantern when they die, why haven't you been blinded by my eyes?"

133 times.

After twisting his neck, he had lost consciousness and had already become numb. The old man coughed twice, then smiled slightly with a self-deprecating smile: "It's so strange, why do I always like to tell these cold jokes?"

134th time.

"Oh, I almost forgot that the stinky brat of Qi Mu infected me."

His cheeks were torn, and the old man licked his lips covered in blood, and said to himself in a little puzzled manner: "You said that if Qi Mu was here, would he be so aggressive, and would he directly say to the god of Death Goblin?"

People who love to joke are the most likely to laugh. After making extremely harsh laughs, the old man looked at the Death God who was looking for fragments of his soul, and asked him like the care of his elders: "Have you found it? If you didn't find it, I would mock him louder...."

135th time.

The sickle cut off the old man's leg bone, but his soul still did not dissipate. The severe pain in that moment came very quickly, but for Mr. Muqi, who had long been broken, it was nothing.

"Let me think about what Qi Mu would say at this time..."

Ignoring the pain on his body, the old man glanced and pulled the torn vocal cords, and made a harsh tone of gear friction at the God of Death: "I'm anxious."

It seemed that he was really stabbed by the old man's words, and it might be that the old man who had been killing but never died made him feel impatient. The God of Death waved his sickle faster, but he could not kill the soul of this old man as casually as before. There were always those stagnant voices and prayers that hindered him, and he could not easily find the scattered soul fragments.

"He always says something strange to me, one of which I remember deeply, is that the villain died because he talks too much."

The old man sneered, but sighed with memories in his eyes: "Maybe it's a cultural difference. I feel like I'm more like a villain in this kind of scene. But the problem is that I've been talking for so long, why can't I die?"

The old man who has been elegant and easy-going in front of outsiders has really become elegant and easy-going this time.

"Do you know why you can't kill me?"

He lowered his head and looked at the God of Death who was tireless and constantly waving his sickle. The old man pulled the corner of his mouth, his face full of mockery: "The rule of the goddess of justice is that she must execute all contracts, even if it is unintentional words."

"The rule of the goddess of life is that she can only control life and is not allowed to create life."

136th time.

"Ahem, ahem."

The bone marrow was pulled out, and the old man bent down and coughed twice, but he didn't stop his words and continued, "I have studied your rules for a long time before I can figure them out."

He raised his head, his turbid eyes were full of mockery. He seemed to see the sad look of a tiger trapped in the zoo saying to the frog, "I have been walking outside for three days to finish the world."

"You can only kill the damn person, right?"

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"What the hell are we looking for?"

Shuving between the tall buildings, Xiaoke looked at Zhou Li next to him, with a lingering doubt in his expression: "You said we want to find Chonghuang, but how can we find it?"

Zhou Li did not use any reconnaissance skills along the way. He just followed Kaya's instructions to shuttle through the building. He kicked the trash can on the side of the road and sat on the chair. Anyway, he couldn't rest and always did some strange moves.

"Don't worry, I have my own arrangements."

After wandering around for a long time and getting nothing, Zhou Li finally determined his guess. He suddenly stretched out his hand and left two characters in the air with black fog. He turned his head and looked at Kaya who was thinking about something, and asked softly: "Kaya, do you know these two words?"

"well?"

Suddenly being called to the point of being stunned Kaya, she raised her head and replied calmly: "Know."

"Gift."

After answering Zhou Li's words accurately, Zhou Li smiled, snapped his fingers and put away the black fog. Then he said to Kaya, "Have you seen such words in this city?"

"this…"

Kaya frowned slightly and shook her head, "My memory is relatively vague, I only have a rough impression of this city. If you talk about specific characters, I should..."

Suddenly, Kaya seemed to recall something, her pupils tightened and her voice was brisk: "Wait a minute, I've seen this text."

Such a smile appeared on Zhou Li's face. Kaya took a deep breath, pointed in a familiar direction, and said softly: "This is the font on my door sign."

really.

Zhou Li chuckled in his heart, then felt a little emotional. No matter how many years, the words in his hometown will never be forgotten.

Yes, the words Zhou Li just showed to Kaya are Chinese characters.

Regarding clues, Zhou Li only has two options to determine Chonghuang. One is that the clues are extremely conspicuous and are placed everywhere. The advantage of this is that if later generations are not brainless, they will definitely see the clues left by Chonghuang. But the disadvantages are the same. Who knows who later generations are, or whether they are humans.

After finding a few familiar places among fellow villagers on Earth, Zhou Li decided that the first option was impossible, and then he turned to the second option. That is, the clues left by Emperor Chong would be very hidden, but for some specific groups, this clue was easy to obtain.

This time, Zhou Li was not wrong. Emperor Chong hid the clues in a most inconspicuous but very classic place - text.

If you want to find the clues left by Emperor Chong, you must first understand Chinese characters, which is also to distinguish whether this latecomer is an earthling. Second, you must save Kaya or gain Kaya's trust. Only by satisfying these two points can you find the traces left by Emperor Chong.

After receiving this crucial news, Zhou Li and his group walked towards Kaya's house in a mighty way. After a while, a unique single-family building that was no different from other buildings around appeared in front of everyone. The hanging door sign also read the Chinese characters that Zhou Li was familiar with.

Of course, the door signs of the houses around are also full of Chinese characters, but they are all reorganized words that are nonsense and have poor meaning. If you don’t know Chinese characters, you will be completely unable to distinguish the difference between the two.

"Kaya, this is your home."

However, what no one expected was that when Zhou was only one step away from the clue, he did not push the door and entered. Instead, he looked at Kaya on the side and sought her opinions in a plain tone: "You decide who will go in and decide the rules after entering the house."

"ah?"

Kaya was stunned for a moment. In fact, although her emotions for humans were very complicated, there was always a force in her heart urging her to protect these humans. She thought Zhou Li would go in directly. After all, after so long communication, she also knew that Chonghuang was a very important person to them, but when she was only one step away from this character, Zhou Li chose to seek her opinion.

After a moment, Kaya came to her senses and said, "Ain...and you and come in with me, okay?"

Zhou Li nodded, which was exactly what he wanted. Ain, who was beside him, walked forward and stood beside Kaya. After detecting Kaya's fingerprints, the small and exquisite door slowly opened and the three of them walked into the house.

Kaya's home is very simple, with a very simple layout that looks like the earth in Zhou Li's impression. It is like an eye. Three sofas surround a silver-white tea table, and tea cups are suspended on the tea table. Not far away is a huge screen, but there is no projection facility.

The moment Zhou Li closed the door, the white screen suddenly opened, accompanied by the elegant music, light and shadow intertwined, and a figure appeared on the screen.

"Hello."

Looking at the strange and familiar figure on the screen, Zhou Li's mouth curled up a curve. He looked at the person on the screen and said with a smile: "I'm very happy to see you."

"Mr. Chonghuang."

"You're so kind."

That's right, the third generation brave man who appeared on the screen was the one who disappeared in the void and was finally defined as death, Chonghuang - Qi Mu.

Qi Mu is very young and looks almost the same age as Zhou Li. Qi Mu, who looks pretty, looks very friendly on the screen. He looked at Zhou Li with a soft voice: "You are the brave man of this generation."

"Yeah, that's right."

Zhou Li nodded and responded: "At the same time, I am still your fellow villager."

Qi Mu had already expected this, so he nodded gently, then looked at Kaya who had been silent on the side. When he saw Kaya with purple hair and black eyes and cute appearance, Qi Mu was stunned for a moment, then smiled with relief: "Kaya, you have grown up."

"Who am I?"

Facing Qi Mu on the screen, Kaya seemed to notice something. She bit her silver teeth and looked at Chonghuang with a slightly crystal clear eyes. Her trembling voice made people feel pity: "What the hell am I...?"

"Before that, do you want to know the truth?"
Chapter completed!