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Silver Day Calamity!

One of the most frightening phenomena of this era. The nightmare of endless beings, the fear of billions of immeasurable intelligent beings.

It is a strange phenomenon that can be engraved in the bones, in the depths of the soul, and in the source of the bloodline.

The first thing we need to know is that in this world, at some point, an endless fog has been created.

Fog envelops the entire world, and the area where all living beings can explore is very small. Only when the fog clears can you go out hunting, or forage for food.

Every once in a while, a silvery clock hangs high in the sky. The sound of a giant bell dispels the mist, and a silvery sheen spreads to the earth, giving warmth to billions of living beings.

In general, the fog and the silver-white clock alternate with each other, rotating each other. According to the information that came from nowhere, it was called a month.

The first half of the moon belongs to the foggy time, and the second half of the month belongs to the silver clock time.

It is rumored that this is because the god of time can't bear to be shrouded in fog in the world, and can't bear the suffering of sentient beings, so he doesn't sacrifice his strength every month to dispel the fog and restore light to the world.

So the God of Time is the greatest, the most selfless, He gave everything He had to this world,

Of course, this is not where Moore worries.

His fear was that every time the silver clock struck, one of the twelve hour clocks that surrounded the silver clock would fall to the ground.

The birth of a corresponding weirdness produces some kind of terrible phenomenon.

It lasts for a month, until the hour clock returns to the void again.

For example, January's Red Oni is a blood-colored storm that sets off the land, and in the storm there are endless red ghost spirits born.

They are bloodthirsty, cruel, and only know how to kill, and all the creatures they come across, as long as they are entangled and reduced to the bloody storm, it is a dead end.

February's Orange Soul.

This is a phenomenon that makes the weapons, equipment, etc. used by many intelligent beings have strange changes, and the orange hour clock falls in this world

The yellow glow of March.

This is a strange phenomenon that when contaminated, it will make people go crazy and mutate, just like the ghosts of ancient times.

April's green face.

The life of the Maygreen and so on.

Twelve months a year, there is a certain chance that twelve strange phenomena will be born.

There are so many of them, and they are weird. No one knows exactly what it is. Anyway, the twelve hour clock is like turning on the switch for the arrival of these strange beings, and every time a clock falls from the distant sky to the earth, it will set off boundless disasters.

This is also the reason why so many intelligent beings in this world have become wild and dark ages.

Confusion, gratuitous!

Weird and unpredictable.

But this phenomenon is indispensable. After all, only when they fall to the earth can they expel the fog that pervades the world, so that sentient beings can survive in the age of fog.

That's the only consolation.

And with the ringing of the huge silver-white clock, twelve small clocks of different colors fell to the earth, and the most troublesome thing for them was the silver hour clock, which usually hardly fell.

This hourly clock, which is almost the same color as the huge silver-white clock in the sky, is like a death knell, and once it falls to the earth, it will herald a catastrophe that will engulf the entire world.

First, a large number of strange and indescribable things were born, and then a silver-white storm swept across the land, giving birth to silver-white ghosts.

The other 11 hours will fall in succession within 12 days.

Eventually, the huge silver clock will disappear, and there will be no more light in the sky, replaced by a shadow that spans the entire sky, and countless strange things that were once born with the fall of the hour clock will reappear.

Twelve kinds of weirdness come together to open the door to endless darkness.

Fog and darkness once again enveloped the world, terror grew, and endless darkness spread.

It is known as the night walk of a hundred ghosts.

And this state will last for almost half a year, until the silver-white hour clock rises into the sky again, and the other eleven hour clocks return to their places one after another, and the huge silver-white clock will once again override the void.

Of course, silver-white hour clocks rarely fall, unlike other clocks, which fall regularly almost every month.

The last time I fell, it was thirty years ago!

That time, it was also the first time that the creatures in this world witnessed the fall of the silver-white hour clock, witnessed the world completely plunged into darkness, and the silver-white ghosts set off the horror of a hundred ghosts walking at night!

And this time, three days ago, the silver-white clock once again, without warning, fell to the earth!

A terrible catastrophe is coming!

Medusa, where do we go from here?

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It is now the third day.

The fog of the outside world has faded. This should have been a good time to go out gathering and hunting, but most of the creatures were hiding in their dwellings, shivering and terrified.

That's when it happened

Tick!

A dull bell rang, interrupting Moore's thoughts.

At this moment, not only Moore, but also all Medusa, all the creatures living in this world, and even those weird, indescribable creatures, one by one, competed to raise their heads.

He looked at the sky with horror on his face.

Fear is not endless.

The most horrific thing happened.

I saw that after the huge silver-white clock struck, the small clock, which originally emitted yellow light, no longer rotated around the silver-white clock, and suddenly fell towards the earth like a meteor.

Carrying a fierce power, the whole world was dyed with a faint yellow light, and for a while, even the silver-white clock light was obscured.

The yellow hour clock fell, and in the distant sky, bursts of yellow light erupted, accompanied by violent vibrations.

"It's the third one!"

"Yellow glow. Red-orange-yellow...... Three of the eleven have passed since the fall of the silver-white hour clock, and there are still eight days to go. ”

"This ...... This ......"

"Do you really have to go through the horror ...... of thirty years ago again?"

"My Ethnic ......"

Moore's teeth were chattering, and as a survivor of the events of the year, no one knew the horrors of the Silver Plague better than he did.

It was a strange phenomenon that dragged the entire world into the abyss and made everything in the world extremely painful.

Back then, their Medusa was only 300 people! Thirty years ago, not only the Medusa race, but also other intelligent races here, each of which was no less than a few thousand, and even tens of thousands of huge races were vaguely heard.

Even in the group back then, Moore belonged to the category of children, and he was a weak warrior who could not be ranked.

And now?

But he's the head of a family!

The most powerful being!

It's not because he has become stronger, but because of the cataclysm thirty years ago, the strongest ones have almost died.

That's why he finally came to power!

"The tribe of those days, and the remnants of the teachings of the gods who walked on the earth, even so, suffered heavy casualties. The current race ......"

Moore sighed, as if thinking of something, gritted his teeth, and pulled a token out of his arms.

This token has a first character engraved on the front and a mysterious line of text on the back, which Moore does not recognize.

He remembered that it was called the First Token!

It is a remnant of the mysterious existence of the suspected earthly god back then.

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