The first thousand and fifty-seven chapters of the wolf smoke
It is obviously very high, but it is too huge, but the bottom is like a full moon pressing in the sky, so at this moment, all the monks in the Thirteen Central Continents and the Central God Continent even had an illusion that it seemed to be only at night.
The bright moon that I saw was forcefully pulled into the edge of this world.
Not only in the Central God Continent and the Thirteen Central Continents, with the glow of this behemoth, even the monks in the four continents on the edge of the east saw its outline.
Just because of the position shift, from the four continents on the eastern edge, what appears in the extremely high sky at this time is a crescent moon.
When countless crystal lights in the air fell down like glass threads, the drunkard who had just been able to breathe began to cough violently.
He felt that the remaining fragments in his body were nourished by the vitality in these crystal lights like living creatures.
"I probably won't survive."
He coughed violently, constantly coughing up coagulated blood clots and fragments. He looked at the drunkard walking out of the fishing village and said with difficulty: "I only had strong suspicions before, but when this kind of thing appeared, I became very sure.
You and I are both made from the same template. In a sense, I may be your backup, or I may be considered your brother, so no wonder our names are similar. Your name is Lan Lingsheng.
, my name is Wen Liangsheng."
Lan Lingsheng, an alcoholic who came out of the fishing village, looked at his appearance at this time and suddenly realized that what he said was the truth. He fell into an inexplicable sadness. This emotion was really like seeing his own brother.
Dying and unable to do anything.
But this strong emotion was like a violent electric current that hit every fiber of his body. He didn't know how to fight, but he had an intuition at this time that he might be able to do something.
He took his own wine bottle and began pouring wine into Wen Liangsheng's mouth desperately.
It was extremely difficult for Wen Liangsheng to breathe, and the wine at this time felt even more scalding, as if scalding hot water was penetrating into his lungs.
He coughed even more uncomfortably.
But with every violent cough, the crazy moving fragments in his body were wrapped up, like thick blood scabs forming in his flesh and blood, blocking the movement of these fragments.
He gradually stopped coughing, looked at the bottom of the giant silver moon in the sky, and said with a wry smile: "It seems that I can't die for the time being, but I am sure that if we can't deal with this thing, all of us will die.
"
The bald monk took a deep breath, and his fists began to tremble slightly. Unlike Wen Liangsheng and Lan Lingsheng, when he looked at this huge creature, the familiar feeling in his heart became clearer and clearer, and he became more and more aware that he must see it.
Having passed this thing and seen its entirety, he was even sure that this thing was probably the reason why he couldn't find any clues about its existence in this world.
He said coldly: "What kind of people do we refer to?"
At this moment, a white stone flew out from the direction of Xuanshizhou.
This white stone is dozens of miles in diameter, but strangely, it is flat and round, like a chess piece.
With a loud bang, the stone hit the bottom of the behemoth, making the bottom of it emitting crystal light dim.
But in the next moment, the crystal light at the bottom of the behemoth became brighter and brighter, and the white stone instantly shattered.
"Those of us who awakened earlier are just like the person who threw the white stone." Wen Liangsheng coughed softly and said, "Those who dare to resist at such a time."
The bald monk frowned deeply, inexplicably understanding what Wen Liangsheng meant.
"When you saw this thing, did you already have a strong intuition that this thing is an enemy and you must prevent it from coming?" He looked at Wen Liangsheng and said, "Because no one actually told you what this thing is.
, and no one told you what this has to do with you, but you seem to be very sure that it is like a devil that destroys everything."
"I don't know." Wen Liangsheng took another sip of wine and said with difficulty: "If I have to describe it in words, it is a kind of fear, pain and disgust that arises from the depths of the soul. It is like our mother body
, but the feeling it gives me is not warmth, but hostility and destruction. Its purpose of existence seems to be to find us and kill us. Don’t you feel this way? "
The bald monk remained silent.
He couldn't answer.
It was obvious that he also had strong hostility towards this behemoth at this time, a kind of hostility that could mean the difference between life and death revealed from his subconscious mind.
But when he listened to Wen Liangsheng's description, he felt that his subconscious feeling was different from his.
Wen Liangsheng had a clear description, describing this behemoth as if it was a mother body to them, but he did not feel this way.
In other words, Wen Liangsheng and others originally had a special connection with this thing. It was just because of some accident that they were disconnected and prevented from being controlled and discovered by this thing. But he seemed to have a special connection with this thing in the first place.
There is no special connection between these things. Then isn’t he an NPC that has awakened long ago?
Then what is he?
When he fell into silence, in Xuanshizhou, a small courtyard in a monk market town, a middle-aged monk who looked like a scribe looked up at the sky.
There is a chessboard in front of him, with black and white chess pieces on it.
The white stone just now was really a white chess piece he threw.
The bald monk and Wen Liangsheng did not feel the same way, but the middle-aged scribe felt exactly the same.
He took action slower than Wen Liangsheng because he hesitated for a long time.
He wanted to hide and live, but when someone finally took action, he chose to follow.
Many years ago, he realized that he was special.
It wasn't until after this global live broadcast that he was sure that he was the kind of NPC that Wang Li and Lu Shenliang said. Suddenly, he had some insights in his mind that he didn't know before.
He didn't know how he woke up. It seemed that many years ago he was severely injured and almost died. After being in a coma for many days, he came back to life, and then began to discover that he was different from ordinary people.
He didn't know what the behemoth that came at this time was, but he was indeed sure that this thing was a destructive thing.
When it comes, it seems to provoke people like them.
I'm here, do you dare to take action?
If you don't dare to take action, I will come here and find you all.
If you take action, I will find you first and kill you.
It seems that if you want to survive, there is only one possibility, and that is to wait for others to take action against this thing.
But if everyone like them hides, who can deal with this thing?
This middle-aged scribe did not want to die.
But after seeing the drunkard take action, he couldn't help but take action.
He looked up at the huge thing. At this time, others could not see anything else in the crystal light, but he saw indigo blue dust falling towards him at an alarming speed along the light.
He smiled bitterly.
He suddenly clearly understood the consequences of being occupied by those indigo dust particles.
He smiled bitterly and crushed a black chess piece.
There was a bang.
He and the small courtyard he was in were reduced to dust in the violent explosion.
A column of hot black smoke shot up into the sky, like smoke from a beacon tower.