"Front, rear, survival, death..."

"Front, rear, survival, death..."

Last second, Yaroslav felt countless heavy objects like pure steel pressing on his soul, as if he wanted to force his loyal and unyielding soul to squeeze out his aged and damaged body.

But the next second, he came from the human world to the familiar town of industrial steam wind under a holy brilliance bathed like a holy brilliance that was forged by the Lord himself.

"Ah, here?" Yaroslav looked around and sighed:

"It's only decades passed, and even the remaining glimmer of life here has been swallowed up by the endless night. It seems that not only my people are old, but even the world is beginning to age."

This is the "Blood Ming" town. There is always a mist of blood that symbolizes the doomsday and death above it. The sun seems to never emerge from the nearly foolish clouds, and it still only reveals a little orange-red tail to infect a small orange-red sea around it.

Unlike the prosperous industrial city in Yaroslav's memory, there is only an empty steel shell left here, countless towering buildings and the tower that almost penetrates the clouds, retaining a warm memory of a fearful atmosphere in the empty dead streets.

Walking forward unconsciously, Yaroslav discovered that the surroundings were prosperous and bustling shops that had been bustling for a long time, and the buildings were empty. Even the neon signs that should have kept were dim and silent, without any light at all.

Countless industrial garbage overflowed from the corners and scattered on the edge of the street. The bones lying down on the corners were everywhere. The mucus almost gathered at the intersection into a sticky "lake" that exuded an unsettling, fear and nausea.

Everything here, including Putoya, Cruzdian and a few so-called Khitan Ris buildings, was left with empty shells. When they walked quickly, they walked to the end, Yaroslav discovered that the pebbles paths that should have been covered with green shade were now covered with a layer of human blood, as well as countless pitiful light spots composed of magic power, and when Yaroslav walked by, he would even stir up a pity of pitiful ashes composed of light spots.

"She... seems not to have grown old, but die..." Yaroslav sighed softly again, trotting forward in a very rare light posture along the trail.

Soon, a thick fog that was puzzled, sleepy and confused rose up around. After a few minutes, the city and the path disappeared into the thick fog. The huge red sun was suspended in the sky as if it was close to it, and in front of it was the "Otvesina Garden" that Yaroslav was familiar with.

"You... are here? Long time no see, my [lover]." Princess Danivia, wearing a thick Cruzde court style dress, "walked" from the grass covered with gravel, dust and rubble to Yaroslav in a suspended posture.

"I said, I am not your [lover]. Your lover is the Prince of the Sunnese who had long died in the civil war. His body is still buried underground in the Shnetsk Cathedral. The "Hanging Eagle" pistol that killed him is still lying in the royal storage room of the Sunnese people." Yaroslav refuted, as he said when he came here decades ago.

In the past, whenever he came, whether active or passive, Yaroslav would always carefully examine the Danivian princess and then wake up from his wonderful dream.

But this time, just one glance, he lowered his head, stared at the gray lawn, and did not dare to continue looking up.

At this moment, Princess Danivia, except for her appearance, barely maintains a human-owned posture, every corner of her body is mixed with many places that do not belong to humans.

Not sure what happened, Danivia's head was only half left on the left, and the right part was completely missing, like a piece of watermelon dug out with a huge spoon, flowing with a rotten "watermelon juice" that made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

Her eyes completely turned into a transparent ruby, without whites or eyeballs, as if all the tissues in the brain were fused together by some extraordinary force.

Her body was covered with large pieces of blood, and her left arm was lost as if it was gnawed by some large beast, leaving only a jagged fracture. Her feet were covered with neither shoes nor flesh nor skin, but nothing, leaving only a pair of shiny white bones, which looked like a skeleton specimen for learning and viewing in museums and hospitals.

As long as Yaroslav looked up at the body for more than five seconds, these terrifying parts would quickly erode his spiritual realm, leaving behind permanent damage that was difficult to repair.

However, due to the slight emotions that came many times, he sighed lightly and asked in a concerned tone:

"What the hell happened? Princess Danivia."

Danivia did not answer directly, but bright juice flowed out of the corner of her mouth, floating back to the collapsed pavilion, with her back facing Yaroslav, revealing her long, bloody black hair, and replied:

"This world is getting angry, do you know? My lover, the whole world is getting angry."

"Angry? What does it mean?" Yaroslav asked back with a slight anger:

"Is it possible to pull me into the "Blood Light" and "Othevesina" again in order to convey one or two incomprehensible nonsense to me? You must know that I am a pure human being, I have no magic power, nor I have "divine nature". My body does not support me in practicing the magic power, and I cannot accompany me with extraordinary power.

"Every time I leave here, I will suffer a big or small misfortune and misfortune, either physically damaged or a mistake due to a trance. If I had not been called here by you fifteen years ago in the important 'Voliga Intentional Man Battle', I would not have lost more than 10,000 brothers' lives in vain because of a mistake in judgment."

"You are not blamed for that war. I have helped you divine with tarot cards, and it will be defeated. But because of you, it has no extremely serious consequences." Danivia retorted:

"If you don't command, the lives of those soldiers will end. This is fate, and this is the ability to understand the development of all things. After all, there was no force that could completely bind the fur ball monster created by Orleans Nova. This was the grievance left by the old empire and the final test before you truly possessed your divinity."

"Bah! Use your own [warrior] life to obtain divinity? Even if you become a god, you are still an evil god!" Yaroslav spat and said seriously.

"【Lovers】, I think you are not really guilty for your [warrior], but because since that incident, you have been removed from all positions and sent to a small place in the Capital Strategic Team to become a low-level security officer with no rank at all." Princess Danivia's mouth raised and said in a terrible tender voice:

"You just regret the power and status you lost. Although you have completely given up your evil thoughts and delusions about illusory things after a downturn, at that time, you must have regretted power.

"Yaroslav, we humans, are always a combination of despicable and noble, and are always synonymous with selfishness and fearlessness. We always struggle in complex human nature, and finally ruin the 'divine nature' given to us by all gods."

"I don't understand what you mean, Danivia." Yaroslav said.

"In fact, in the history of the continent, after seven lunar calendars, it did not immediately enter the so-called zeroth era, but an "ancient god era" that could not be recorded in any way. At that time, the "Dipser Continent" west of the entire ocean were the "Dipser Continent" such as the old gods Cthulhu and Dipser; the ancestors of the dragon clan, the "Lord of the Beasts" Vlapwosky, who ruled the new dragon clan and the 18 races of the origin, including humans; and the control of the east of the Khitanris and the "Eternal Giant God King" Hongfu, who was the "Lord of the Eternal God" in the south. Legend has it that he was the true ancestor of the Khitanris, or the creation god who created the world in mythology." Davenya Popular Science said:

"Originally, the three supreme gods formed the "Empty and Illusion Peace Alliance" to explore the ways in which life can escape from this cycle. It was just because humans kept sowing the disagreement between the three, and finally a 'Three Gods Fight' that caused the planet to enter the Ice Age" broke out."

"This is all a long history. The humans at that time are not the same as the humans today. We have experienced hundreds of years of wasteland era and have long begun to abandon those despicable thinking that seems to be engraved with bones." Yaroslav retorted.

"The 'Intentional Virus' is indeed the doomsday judgment brought to mankind by the God and the Lord with the help of Ivan Twenty-two. However, those who survived were either despicable and seemingly noble and despicable, or were extremely kind angel descendants, which gave you an illusion." Princess Danivia took off her broken head from her neck, rubbed her sore muscles, and continued:

"And the anger of the world cannot be calmed naturally, just as the sequence card of 'anger' tells us. 'anger' is called 'phiaonu' in the middle. Any sequence card tested by the power of the gods will present such a picture."

"What picture?" Yaroslav said curiously.

"The sky is white, and the gods who are in charge of the water are desperately falling snow and ice. Endless tides come with the waves from the dark ocean. The poor and humble humans in ragged clothes come from all directions with buckets. In the center of the picture is a flame that erupts outward from the ancient temple of the underground, and all forces attempt to extinguish it. However, all actions are futile, and the flames still gush in anger." Danivia explained.

"So, you just want to warn me that the god's anger has begun and cannot be calmed once it starts. Will I give up?" Yaroslav said angrily.

"It's not." Danivia shook her body a few times and said:

"I just want to tell you before my poor body cursed by the gods dissipated: dark red has arrived, and I hope that in the future, the blood divine nature and the residual flames will stir up. The flame of anger is red. Following its kind to pursue, you will surely reach the other side where the gods echo."

As soon as Princess Danivia finished speaking, her hard-supporting body finally exploded from the middle and turned into a brilliant, soft and sad bloody mist.

At the same time, the "Otvesina Garden" and "Blood Ming Town" that have been difficult to maintain until now finally collapsed completely and turned into a pile of powder covered with yellow sand.

Yaroslav knew that these two sites in illusory realms had finally fulfilled their mission. They would not only disappear in the long river of history forever, but also completely return to the magnificent universe created by the great sleeping Creator along with the disappearing alien planes.

...

"Dingdingding, Dingdingding, Dingdingding..."

Igor's voice came from Yaroslav's ears:
Chapter completed!