Under the dim blood-red sky, an endless yin wind blew on the plain.

The shouts of countless people rose and fell like a tide, screaming wildly in this plain.

This is a special field on the blue star, isolated from the outside world, and even ultra-high-precision satellites cannot photograph it.

Because in the eyes of the satellites, everything here is normal, it is impossible to have piles of bones.

It roamed around the plains, shouting and uttering prayers of unknown significance.

It is the group leader of the Shadow Stream House, the real power owner of the Shadow Stream House, and the original founder of the Shadow Stream organization.

It is not easy for it to grow so far, and it all starts from the source, that is, when "he" has not yet become "it".

It was when he was very young, and on the way home, he unexpectedly heard a whisper, and searched around but could not find the source of the speech, the voice seemed to come from the darkness, and there was no source.

Curiosity drove him, and he couldn't help but pass by the dark tree-lined paths every day after school.

The whispers in the darkness were real, and although he didn't speak every day, he felt the pattern.

None of the voices were intelligible, but he found it interesting, it was an unprecedented alien language, and if he learned it, he might be able to become an alien translator.

As time passed, a year later he began to hallucinate.

Even if he hadn't passed by the dark boulevard, he would still hear those strange voices that he didn't know why.

As the auditory hallucinations became more and more severe, sometimes when he was communicating with people, the sound suddenly came in, which made him have a splitting headache and his mouth unconsciously made those strange sounds.

The friend was frightened, and the disgust that flashed in his eyes was captured by him.

Then he began to distance himself from his relatives and friends, and when his relatives and friends saw him, their expressions became more and more strange, and the disgust in their eyes became more and more deep.

Until one day, he suddenly understood the whispers in the shadows.

The people around him put on the expressions of murderers, like devouring evil ghosts, spitting filthy and foul words, and their eyes were bloodshot.

He doesn't like it, and he doesn't want to use the worst malice to pretend to the hearts of his relatives and friends.

But he really couldn't stand the cannibalistic gaze of those people, and his daily life was like hell for him.

In a conflict that he didn't know who started it, he broke out and killed the stinking people who spat on their mouths.

A river of blood!

He had forgotten how many people he had killed at that time, at least a hundred, and everyone who knew him had died.

Fearing that he would be caught by the police, he began to learn the knowledge imparted by the Hidden Being, transforming himself into a shadow creature step by step, and changing his body in time before the police came to the door.

He was very grateful to the unknown being, even if the other party didn't tell him the name, he still respected him from the bottom of his heart, and called the other party the great Lord of the Shadow Stream, and everyone who joined the organization must respect the Lord of the Shadow Flow from the bottom of their hearts.

Relying on this knowledge to secretly cultivate like-minded people, the Shadow Stream Organization was created.

Years later, the members of the organization have grown up, and there are organizations behind important people from all over the world.

At the same time, because the organization has developed into a world-class secret organization, secrets that ordinary people don't know have also been discovered, and it turns out that there is a very low probability of those special items and special fields being born in this world.

This is how the special secret group chat was discovered by the organization, which started with an ordinary group friend, and immediately took over the group owner account after being discovered by the organization, and later the group chat was renamed the Shadow Stream House.

The Shadow Stream leader listened to the crazy shouts in his ears, and those voices hooked his memories and couldn't help himself.

It was also at this time that a wonderful sense of peeping came from the distant horizon.

Wrong!

This is by no means from the distant horizon, it is better to say that this sense of peeping has no specific direction at all, it seems to come from all directions, or rather...... Does it come from the Void?

"Who's there!" The group leader stopped the sacrificial prayer and shouted, a little nervous, even a little excited.

It kept chanting about that being, calling out to the other, just to see each other.

What is the posture of the hidden being who gave him a new life?

At this moment it was very excited, very hesitant, very nervous.

If it was him, he would definitely not be able to withstand the voice of the secret existence, and he would not even dare to look directly.

But now it is no longer human, it has become a monster in the mouth of human beings, a new existence that has completely fallen into madness, accepted madness, and regarded madness as the normal state.

Because it regards madness as normal, its mind is clearer than ever, and it is able to grasp higher powers.

Now it can withstand the guidance of that being!

It ran wildly, and its countless tentacles and bloated body did not affect its movements, and according to human physics, it was not capable of supersonic movement at all.

Therefore, it denies human physics from the bottom of its heart, that is wrong knowledge, there is no physics in the world, and there is no need for human physics to explain the secrets of the universe.

In the eyes of physicists, it is an absolute lunatic.

It is very disdainful, and when it was changed to a physicist's body in the past, many physicists criticized it as a madman.

Almost in the time of a breath, it had reached the heart of the Plains of Bones, where there were piles of bones, and a huge spear made of black smoke stuck into the pile of bones.

It suppresses evil spirits, and at the same time absorbs evil spirits, and countless karmic red threads connect the distance, and they will implicate the hatred and dissatisfaction of the world, and countless grievances converge here.

"Is that you, great lord?"

It looked away from the Shadow Spear and looked around, unsure of the Lord's location.

This strange sense of peeping seems to be outside the world, is it a peep from the void?

All kinds of distracting thoughts surged in the hearts of the Shadow Stream Group Masters, and the tentacles all over their bodies slapped freely, making wonderful sounds.

This is a strange rhythm, normal people will think that their brains are cracked when they listen to it, but it is not, this is a language of a higher race, and if a creature of that level listens to it, it will definitely fall into madness, or the brain will explode.

As long as it was that being, it would have been able to understand what it was saying.

It slapped each other with strange tentacles, and the cool wind automatically blew through the skull, scraping around the skull and running out again, faintly blowing a strange sound, equivalent to adding background music.

It worked very hard, slapping on the pile of bones for sixty seconds with various complex tentacles, and the sounds it produced were also very complex.

But the complexity is only relative to it.

In the ears of the big guy, its language ability is probably similar to the cry of a baby, too simple.

A slap to express the emotions in his heart, and then the body tentacles quieted down, quietly waiting for the other party's response, and silently waiting.