Chapter Ninety-Four: The Truth
The mountain shook the ground, and there was a strong sense of tremor, rising from the feet of the two of them, and quickly spreading in all directions, and the already decaying stilted buildings could not bear it, and collapsed in pieces, causing dust and smoke to roll out, covering the road and sight ahead.
"What's going on!"
"Could it be an earthquake?"
"Where is there such a coincidental earthquake!"
The shaking earth and the collapsed houses suddenly made the scene chaotic, and the audience in the live broadcast room talked about it, but Zhongli didn't pay any attention to it, because he had a more urgent matter to deal with than these problems.
"Ho!"
A whisper sounded from nowhere, echoing faintly in Zhongli's ears, like the murmur of the abyss, the call of purgatory, permeated with an indescribable dark and strange feeling, and there was a violent, chaotic, and crazy spiritual power, with this whisper, madness hit his soul.
In the attribute data established by the Zhi Brain Detection, Zhongli's will had reached forty-five points, more than four times that of ordinary people, but at this moment, in the face of the barbaric invasion of this spiritual force, he still felt a little irresistible.
In just a moment, Zhongli's face became very pale, and fine sweat appeared on his forehead, as if he was suffering extremely severe pain.
"What's wrong with you, anchor?"
"Something looks wrong!"
"It can't be that you were caught by that Gu worm, right?"
"What should I do now, can anyone get an idea!"
Such an obvious abnormality, it is difficult not to notice it, staring at Zhongli, who looked pale, and everyone who didn't know what was going on at all, was so anxious in the live broadcast room that they were like ants on a hot pot, wanting to help but there was no way.
At this moment, the mutation is happening again!
"Ho!"
A low roar suddenly sounded behind him, and Zhongli, who was trying his best to resist the invasion of that spiritual power, turned around under the pain in his mind, only to see Yuan Mu half-kneeling on the ground, his tower-like body trembling uncontrollably, his eyes bloodshot, and his last sanity and sobriety were gradually swallowed up by a violent and crazy emotion......
"Roar!"
In the next moment, the suppressed roar turned into a violent roar, and Yuan Mu, who had lost his mind, flew out and crashed straight into Zhongli.
"This ......!"
"Are you crazy?"
"What's going on!"
Putting aside the turmoil in the live broadcast room for the time being, in the face of Yuan Mu, whose demeanor had changed greatly, Zhongli wanted to dodge, but before his body moved, another sound came from his ears......
"Humble life!"
The voice that sounded out of nowhere once again reached Zhongli's ears, only different from the meaningless murmuring before, this time it clearly revealed a message, in a language that Zhongli had never heard at all, no, to be precise, it should be a direct manifestation of some kind of spirit and will.
With these words, the invading spiritual power suddenly intensified, and the indescribable pain came from his mind, making Zhongli's footsteps stagger, and it was difficult to stand on his feet.
At this moment, Yuan Mu flew over fiercely and directly knocked Zhongli, who was unable to move, to the ground.
The impact of the outside world exposed a gap in Zhongli's spiritual defense line that Zhongli had so hard to maintain, and the invading spiritual power seized the opportunity and instantly rushed into Zhongli's mind.
"Boom!"
With a roar, the scene in front of Zhongli gradually blurred, and darkness swept over him like a tide, engulfing him and drowning him.
This is not an exaggerated textual description, but a scene that Zhongli saw with his own eyes in his own spiritual world.
The darkness, the endless darkness, viscous as a liquid, drowned Zhongli inside, the suffocation of death pressed in, but his body could not move, not even make a sound.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps as heavy as a mountain stepping into, and in the endless darkness, a figure suddenly appeared.
Zhongli didn't know how he saw it in the darkness where he couldn't see a trace of light, but he did, and he saw that indescribable majestic figure stepping out, walking towards him step by step in the turbulent darkness like a tide.
Its body, the shape is roughly similar to the human body, with an obvious trunk and limbs, a large number of seaweed-like attachments attached to the surface, a few faintly visible skin is a strange and deep dark purple, a huge skull, growing thousands of flesh and blood tentacles, constantly twisting and wriggling, indescribably weird and terrifying.
"Ho!"
With heavy steps, it came to Zhongli, who could not move, and leaned down slightly, a pair of scarlet eyes flashing with a light that humans could not understand.
"You ......"
Seeing this, Zhongli finally understood something, his body struggled to shake, and said in a deep voice: "The god of the alien race!"
"Ho!"
It only gave a sneering response to Zhongli's words, and then, the flesh and blood tentacles on its face grew rapidly, entangled towards Zhongli like thousands of poisonous snakes.
Seeing this, Zhongli was unexpectedly calm, staring at the flesh and blood tentacles that were entangled with him, and his thoughts were changing, from the destruction of Bamon a hundred years ago to the village that is still a forbidden area of life, all the confusions and mysteries have been answered at the moment when this "god" appeared.
Thousands of years ago, the catastrophe that brought Bamun to destruction was not a Gu worm at all, but He, a god of an alien race!
In later generations, when the heavens and the earth changed greatly, and alien races came, many people felt that they did not understand, why these otherworldly races with a civilization far beyond the earth, with great power, and even the existence of gods, chose the earth as a battlefield, is there anything on this small earth that is worth their coveting?
This question did not come to an accurate answer until Zhongli died in battle, no one knew the purpose of the gods of the hundred races coming to the earth, but one thing is certain, these so-called gods have not come for the first time.
They came once before the Infinite Years, in the ancient age of the Terrans, an ancient age of civilization that was not known to everyone today, and was extremely powerful.
The two sides started a big war, and in the end both sides were defeated, and the strong men of the human race either died in battle, or fell into a deep sleep with serious injuries, and the glorious ancient civilization was also destroyed in this war, leaving only ruins and buried in the broken space.
The Terrans have paid such a huge price, how can those gods be better, the vast majority of the gods have fallen in the battle with the Terrans, and the rest are either sealed or rejected by the forces of the world, and forced out of this world.
Since then, the world has entered a period of exhaustion, the vitality of heaven and earth has gradually been impoverished, and the civilization of the human race has also appeared a fault, until tens of millions of years later, the vitality is revived, the heaven and the earth have changed greatly, the ruins of the ancient era have been born, and the sleeping saints have awakened, and the human race has regained the civilization and power that originally belonged to its own race.
It's just that those who have woken up, not only the saints of the human race, but also those gods who have been sealed, have also regained their strength because of the revival of the vitality and broke free from the shackles of the seal, and some of the more powerful existences have broken through the seal even before the revival of the vitality, and now standing in front of Zhongli is one of them.
A hundred years ago, this deity broke through the seal and re-descended into this world, and the location was the Bamun ancestral village.
At that time, although his physical body had been destroyed, and his soul had consumed most of his strength in the long-term sealing and final breakthrough, he had become very weak, but he was a god after all, even if he was extremely weak, he was not an existence that ordinary people could compete with.
Under the influence of his spiritual power, Bamon's people directly lost their minds and began to frantically kill each other, Dali Tou came to the altar with his warriors, and Lianhe Wuzhu and Gu Master wanted to suppress him, but they were also affected by his spiritual power.
In the end, most of the people went crazy and died, Dali Tou and a few Gu witches committed suicide, and only a few more tenacious old witches Zhu escaped desperately, and fled here with a small number of clansmen, that is, the ancestors of Yuanmu.
It is precisely because of his existence that all the lives close to the village are shocked that such a long time has passed, and the village is still as dead and silent as a ghost, without the slightest trace of life activities.
Of course, this was only caused by the leakage of his breath, not his intention, after destroying the Bameng ancestral village, he had been attached to this altar and fell asleep, making up for the trauma he had suffered at the beginning, until Fang Yuan Mu smashed the stone bricks under the altar in order to take out the holy Gu, he woke him up from his slumber, and then, he "touched" Zhongli.
These alien gods, unlike the gods in various myths and legends, often exist in the form of "humans", and even communicate and contact with ordinary people, they are another level of existence, their bodies, wills, and faces, ordinary people are completely incomprehensible, and the slightest touch will be affected by their power, either they will become their dependents, or they will die directly.
A hundred years ago, Bamon's people touched Him, and then they were affected by His spiritual power, and finally lost their minds and killed each other.
Nowadays, Yuan Mu and Zhongli are the same, the only difference is that beyond the will of ordinary people, so that Zhongli did not fall into madness, and even "saw" his existence in his own spiritual world.
He didn't care much about this strange performance, just like an ant crawling on a person's hand, and that person would just slap the ant to death without making a fuss, he had no intention of communicating with Zhongli, a lowly life, and directly crushed him and wanted to kill him.
However, just as his flesh and blood tentacles were about to entangle Zhong Li's body, this boundless darkness suddenly twisted, and a sound of fighting sounded, and in the blink of an eye, it shook the sky!
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