Chapter 922: The King

Perhaps, it can only be explained in this way, and they really can't find any other explanation other than that, because entering the East Domain Domain brand will definitely disappear, but at this moment, all of their famous brands still exist, and this explanation, it seems that none of them can give a reasonable reason except for Wu Yu. But how is it speechless, how did he do it, and this is the last word he said before he fell unconscious, is it the reason for letting them come to the Eastern Regions, if their name brand still exists, then this is indeed an absolutely safe place for them.

At the same time in the Eastern Regions

No one knows what the reason for the existence of the Eastern Regions is, once someone said that the Tower of Babel is a tower, but the existence of the Eastern Regions is out of the category of the Tower of Babel, just like a straight tree trunk, a wooden tumor grows, a little abrupt, but it makes people can't tell why this happened.

In the same way, just as they didn't know about the existence of the Eastern Regions, they also didn't know that there was another world beneath the Eastern Regions, but this place seemed to be more like hell than the Tower of Babel. But these two kinds of hell are diametrically opposed, if the hell outside is caused by the killing between humans, then the hell here is very simple to explain, and it doesn't even need too much explanation, as long as you enter this world, just a glance will subconsciously think that this is a living hell.

Because the environment here is completely unsuitable for human beings, the soil is so barren that people can't imagine it, let alone food, even a single grass can't be seen at all, and a completely dark world is only overhead, the purple moon that is said to be only in hell emits a faint light, barely illuminating the land.

Everyone here has a gritty on their faces, no, maybe they can't be said to be human, because there is no such thing as a human being, and the devil and the angels are mixed together, which is something that is unimaginable, but they are like brothers, giggling and laughing, telling meat jokes, and then leaking obscene smiles on their faces.

Those young angels or devils also regard each other as friends, and no one says, that person is a devil, don't play with him, that person is an angel, we are different from him. Everyone here is used to clean or somewhat ugly faces.

"Boss, aren't you training today?" On the huge training ground, a large number of soldiers stood there, today seemed to be a little special, the general had not yet come, they sat on the ground in a daze with nothing to do, chatting together about the interesting things that happened after returning home last night.

"Wait, I met the general when I first came, but I don't know what's wrong, looking at his expression, it seems that something has happened, and he turned around and left again." The devil, known as the Boss, shook his head softly with his purple-black hair.

At this moment, in the stone house in the center of this place, there are no tall buildings here, everything here is made of stone, although the tall buildings are not impossible to build, but it is too laborious to build, and there is no use, so you can't see other buildings in this place, outside of the flat stone houses, large or small.

In the huge stone house, dozens of people sat quietly, no one spoke, but everyone's expression was extremely nervous, and they looked at the crystal placed in the center of the table. It has been placed here for tens of thousands of years, and even a thin layer of dust has fallen, but today, this originally quiet crystal has suddenly changed, and a glimmer of light suddenly appears on the dim crystal, although the light is a little faint, not so obvious, but in their eyes, this faint light is like a dazzling spotlight.

In an instant, they canceled everything, because for them, nothing could be more important than this thing, so they waited here for tens of thousands of years, just to wait for that person to come back, and now that person has finally returned, even if the induction is weak, but they believe that the induction cannot go wrong. No one spoke, and everyone stared at the crystal in front of them.

The crystal that had clearly lit up just now did not have any reaction at this moment.

Could it be that I was mistaken? No way, they couldn't be mistaken, that faint yellowish light could even be described as dazzling in this kind of dark room, so no one would believe that they had just read it wrong, even if nearly ten minutes had passed, but they were still staring at the yellowish crystal.

Is it on? Why is it still not bright, could it be that the person is gone again? If it was that person, he seemed to be able to really walk out of here, but ah why go, didn't he know that the brothers had been waiting for him here for a long time, why didn't he come back to see the brothers.

"That person, I don't think I have any memories related to us." Suddenly, an old man in the chair coughed lightly and said.

"It doesn't seem to be, he was killed by that person before, and now it should be the next life, even if someone guided him here, but about the transformation of our memory, there should be no more." The other grinned softly, and when he said it, he seemed to feel a little distressed.

But as he spoke, the crystal on the table suddenly lit up again, and this time the light was not dull before, but extremely flickering, as if announcing his return to the whole world.

"It's on, it's on, do you see, it's on!" In an instant, the room boiled, and the room, which had been pitch black, was ignited by that pale golden light, and they shouted loudly as if they were crazy.

These old men who have lived here for thousands or even tens of thousands of years, with tears on their faces, they got up from their chairs, and then slowly knelt down in the direction of the crystal, "King, this world, waiting for your return, waiting for your arrival, all life in the world will offer the most sincere blessings for the return of the king, the king of this world has been waiting for you for too long..."

They respectfully clenched their fists in their hands, put them in their hearts, lowered their heads, and chanted in a low voice, "Our king, the throne of this world, awaits your favor, and we will go to the soup for you, and vent the anger that has accumulated for thousands of years for your death." ”