Darkness is coming
I saw the man standing on a large rock protruding from the hillside, facing the oncoming surging crowd, without fear, but faintly showing an unprecedented momentum.
I saw the corners of his mouth rise slightly, and said:
"Master, I have lived a new life, and I am already content, since I can't leave today, I won't go." What's wrong with too many people, what if I can't tolerate it? How could I be afraid of you! Even if this world can't tolerate me, the master will poke him out of a hole.
At this moment, I saw a faint flame coming out of the man's body, gradually turning deeper, and the scorching flame released by the fiery red flame became more and more intense, and even the surrounding stones burst open.
"I have a sickle, I can chop wood, I can hunt, I can take heads, I can make a noise." After the man said this, a black scythe appeared beside him out of thin air.
The man grabbed the scythe and shook it a few times, and suddenly the scythe in his hand burst into flames, the color of blood.