Time seemed to have passed for a moment, and it seemed that the entire era of the universe from birth to destruction had passed, Hu Xingyi opened his eyes and stared blankly in front of him, as if a majestic voice appeared in his ears and was directly imprinted in the deepest part of his soul, unquestionable, unrefusal, as if this voice was an order from the deepest part of his bloodline, and the meaning of his life was finally awakened.

"Betrayal will be wiped out with blood, and all sin will be purified, O son of the betrayer, this is your only chance to forgive your sins, to cleanse you from the sins you have bore on you。。。。。。 Come on! ”

"The gaze that looks down from the long river of time will be found again。。。。。。 Master, this is your destiny, guiding 。。。。。。。 ”

The sound dissipated in the ears, but echoed in the soul, slowly precipitated in the depths of the blood, and repeated faintly with the beating of the breath, like a dream voice constantly echoing in the mind, over and over again。。。。。。 For Hu Xingyi, who slowly opened his eyes, that voice was not just a voice, but a call from the gods.

With a long exhalation, Hu Xingyi's whole person's expression was indescribably strange, like a pilgrim saint, he suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed his head reverently at the dilapidated and dead bow of the ship.

If Hu Xingyi understood the myths and stories of the Bible, he would definitely use this broken truncated hull as an ark to save the world.

Before the ark, the first thing he had to do was to find the "God" who rained down the flood and rain, and the heavens were pitiful, but fortunately, Hu Xingyi had consciously heard the call of the gods.

"This dirty world needs to be 。。。。。。。"

"Purify!"

Hu Xingyi slowly stood up, biting the words and clearly spitting out a cold and cold word, the black magatama in the scarlet eyes was spinning, as if revealing a divine luster.

"It is the guidance of fate, and the descendants of the betrayer need to atone for their sins and wash away the sins that flow from their bodies, so that they can dedicate their souls and lives to 。。。。。 Host!!! Hu Xingyi gave the majestic voice to the majestic voice without a teacher, and recited the name that belonged to the "Lord" from the bottom of his heart.

The Lord ———— Master of all things in the world!

After Hu Xingyi walked around the bow of the boat, he grabbed a straw rope tied to the mast from above, the straw rope was about the thickness of an arm, dry and rough, and there were many fine textures on it, and it really looked a bit like a living person's arm when you looked closely.

Climbing to the bow of the ship with a straw rope, what I saw was a towering mast, on which there was a black and red woven flag, the background color of the flag was red like blood, and in the middle was a black vertical line, like a vertical eye, and it was like a gap in the entrance to another world.

As soon as Hu Xing retracted his gaze, his fingers gently rubbed the mast, the whole body of the mast was made of a strange metal, which felt like cold metal and like the hard cuticle of some kind of creature, and it was engraved with countless wavy and tadpole-like strange spell marks, which still exuded a mysterious and terrifying aura after an unknown amount of time.

In the center of the mast is carved a strange line of small letters, which does not look like it was carved the day after tomorrow, but as if it was born out of this strange metal.

"Bitter sea boat!"

Four pathetic fonts, just looking at it, it seems to be able to feel a desperate and sad emotion, as if there is a boundless sea of suffering in front of you, countless worlds are sinking and destroying in the sea of suffering, only a flat boat shuttles quietly and indifferently.

As soon as Hu Xing knew that the picture presented before his eyes was not an illusion, but a scene that the Lord wanted him to see, although he did not understand what it meant, the awe and worship in his heart became more and more fanatical.

On all sides of the mast was the main part of the bow, some oars that looked unusually simple and quaint, hollowed-out windows, some broken mechanical wreckage, it was impossible to distinguish what it was, and looking down through the cracked deck, there was a caved space below.

Following the voice of the Lord in his head, Hu Xingyi jumped down without hesitation, inside was a seemingly closed space, his feet were on the floor, there was a strange feeling, as if he was stepping on the stomach of some kind of creature, there was a soft and slippery feeling, which made people get goosebumps all over his body.

Hu Xingyi looked at the cabin, the cabin looked different from the outside, the space inside was unusually wide, and the end was chic, of course, most of the mechanical products shining with metallic color inside were damaged, even if it was not broken, Hu Xingyi basically didn't know any of them, except... A row of cold operating tables lined up on the far left.

This operating table, he had seen it somewhere, the shape and specifications were almost identical, Hu Xingyi just glanced at it, and then withdrew his gaze, these unimportant things could no longer attract his slightest attention.

The cabin is about 400 meters long and wide, and the center of the cabin is a spherical iron lump, which is round and round without the slightest fit gap, which is strange, and it is full of strange patterns, and from a distance, it looks like there are countless closed eyes staring at him, even if he knows that there is no danger, and he knows that this is the will of the Lord staring at himself, Hu Xingyi still feels that there is a chill that spreads all over his body involuntarily in the bottom of his heart.

"If all this is not in the direction of the Lord。。。。。" Hu Xingyi firmly believed that he had turned into a corpse at this moment, and his soul would be stripped away and swallowed by that round ball, and he would not be able to escape from the eternal surge.

Slowly but surely approaching the sphere, Hu Xingyi endured the fear that came out of his soul, which seemed to be the humblest fear of a humble creature in the imprint of life in the face of a ruthless Creator.

"Ding!"

The moment Hu Xingyi's right hand lightly touched its surface, a cold "ding" sound suddenly appeared in the cabin, and the sphere in front of him suddenly emitted a strong light, dazzling like the sun, almost blinding Hu Xingyi's eyes.

"Ding !!!"

"Ding!!!!

Then came a series of murmurs of electricity, a cold, emotionless voice came out: "System recognition failed!" Start a reservation scenario!! ”

As soon as Hu Xing opened his eyes, the ball of light in front of him instantly extinguished the light, and a faint dark light appeared on the surface, and the feeling was as if the sun was infected by some evil force and blackened。。。。。。