One by one, two, three or four, the pieces of ash seemed to be supported by an invisible force, floating flexibly in the air, and from time to time a small piece of fire flashed on the surface.

They came to the door of the archive, trying to find a gap to get into, but the metal door was so tightly cracked that there was no gap in the interlocking holes.

The ashes were not reconciled, they spread out, and suddenly, several pieces of ash rose above the passage and burrowed through the vents.

As if inspired by the rest of the ashes, they followed, and a gray dragon appeared in the passage. Countless ashes burrowed into the vents and vanished.

In the archives, Tianyang continued to read the base diary.

In the first dozen pages, some major events in the base are basically recorded, but these major events have nothing to do with the grave, and they do not mention the end of the world. It's more about tracking the progress of some projects at the base.

This information might be of interest to the higher-ups of the fortress, but Tianyang is more concerned about the progress of the investigation into the tomb, or the details of the end of the Defiance.

When he turned to the back of the base diary, Tianyang saw the word "grave" again.

In April 207, Professor Pham Van Chul finally returned. After more than a year, the professor must have made a startling discovery in that tomb. When I saw him today, he lost a lot of weight. Unshaven beard and sluggishness. When I asked about the grave, he didn't say anything, and locked himself in his room as soon as he got back to base. ’

On the 7th of the same month, Professor Fan had been in his room for more than half a month. In the past half a month, he has not seen anyone except the food delivery staff who have seen him, including me. According to those who met him, the professor was not in good shape, he would sit in his room for long periods of time, occasionally shouting nervously, and perhaps I should get a doctor for him. ’

On the 25th of the same month, I received a new message. Of the investigation team organized by the professor, only he and one other person survived. That person's name was Ma Donglai, and he was an experienced fighter who was the professor's escort and the leader of the team. Ma Dong came and went to Base 2, saying that the professor asked him to send something over, what could it be? ’

I contacted Base 2 and got a very shocking message. Ma Donglai went crazy, and just yesterday, he committed suicide by swallowing a gun. Before he died, he sternly warned others not to try to find the tomb. Why? The personnel at Base 2 also didn't find an answer, and I think only the professor knew. I'll have to talk to him. ’

'At the beginning of May, the situation outside was getting worse and worse, and the daylight hours had been reduced to five hours. The cold and heat alternate throughout the day, and the only ones who can survive on the surface are those who are demonized. They've become something else, and what's even more terrifying is that I've heard of some survivors worshipping them and worshipping them as gods. Not only is the world doomed, it's going crazy! ’

On the 3rd of the same month, Professor Pham Van Zhe finally agreed to talk to me and agreed to let me bring a doctor to see him. When I saw him in the room, I could barely recognize him. The former polite and elegant professor is now like a barbarian. He didn't know how long it had been since he had taken care of his image, and the room was filled with a strange smell of clothes thrown everywhere. God, what's the difference between a garbage heap and a garbage heap other than his desk? ’

At the end of the conversation, I was surprised that Professor Fan was in very good spirits today. Be well-organized and precise in your choice of words. But because of this, I was even more skeptical that everything I heard was true. As for the tomb, the professor turned out to be...' The young man's eyes suddenly darkened, and the cold light of the glow stick had been extinguished. He was about to pull out another one so he could continue reading.

Suddenly, the black mist gave him some information.

Something came out of the vent!

Tianyang immediately put the base diary away, and looked warily at a vent in the corner of the archives, where the isolation layer was an inseparable whole from the ceiling, and it was impossible to enter the archives through the isolation layer unless it was violently removed.

However, through the glimmer of the glow stick in the corner, the boy saw a piece of ash floating down from the metal grid of the isolation layer.

Tianyang was stunned, what is this?

More ash gradually fell, and it seemed like a gray snow was falling in the archives, and they fell quietly, constantly spinning in the air.

It seemed like harmless things, but Tianyang's instinct reminded him again and again that these things were dangerous!

The boy took out the key, turned to the door, and inserted the key to the archive into the keyhole.

He had to get out of here, no matter what the subtleties of the ashes were, but the limited space in the archives was clearly not in his favor.

No matter what you have to face, you have to get out of here first.

Just as the boy turned around, the scattered ashes suddenly accelerated towards the sky, and before they were halfway through, the ashes actually combined piece by piece, forming an arm.

This arm is fat, rough, twisted, and terrifying!

It resembled a demon's hand, with distinct claws in shape, and though it was formed by the adhesions of ashes, it grabbed the boy's back with great force.

The ashes moved silently, but the black fog fed back this set of information to Tianyang in time, and from the model constructed by the black fog, Tianyang clearly "saw" that the strange arm was catching him.

Short, tumbling.

Tianyang calmly evaded, and at the same time, the black thunder was in his hand, and a writhing pitch-black electric snake instantly popped out from the hilt port.

When the boy turned and swung away, the electric snake was restrained by an invisible force and formed into a straight sword.

The thunder sword light slashed through the gray arm, easily splitting this arm in two.

Only then did Tianyang see clearly, the arm was only half cut off, and the end was the ash that was completely adhered to the end of the end, and they transitioned to the gray snow fluttering behind.

The gray strange hand was cut off by the black thunder, and a flash of fire flashed on the fractured surface, and Tianyang could see clearly, this arm was actually hollow!

Beneath its ash surface, there was no flesh or bones, just nothingness!

The ash arm stopped, and with a thud, countless ashes scattered, quietly floating in the air like harmless dust.

Suddenly, a whirlwind blew in the room. Countless ashes were drawn by the whirlwind, forming a swirling cloud of ash.

In the roar of the gray clouds, a shape was gradually outlined.

Tianyang didn't observe the form, he noticed it, even if it was cut off by the black thunder. However, the aura released by that gray cloud did not diminish in the slightest.

In other words, the black thunder had only stopped the gray arm just now, but had not caused damage to the thing it represented.

This surprised Tianyang, since he obtained the Black Thunder, he had never seen anything that could not be destroyed by the Black Thunder.

Therefore, the boy continued his lock-picking business, and while the form in the archive was still fully formed, it was the best policy to leave this sealed space as soon as possible. Perhaps the form was busy condensing its form, so it didn't stop it, and let Tianyang turn the key, open the metal door, and dodge out.

After coming out of the door, Tianyang did not stop, and moved at full speed, away from the archives.

He didn't look back, but through the feedback of the black mist, he knew that the thing had chased it out!

In the model constructed by the black fog, Tianyang saw that it was a humanoid form. However, there are only some human features, such as its upper body, which bears a striking resemblance to a human.

However, its lower body resembles some kind of reptile, with a pronounced anti-articulation structure and a thick tail.

On its back are sharp blades, and on its arms, shoulders, and tail are sharp objects that resemble spines.

This strange thing, the speed is not much slower than Tianyang, and its shape is clearly larger and heavier than that of a young man. But when it runs, it is as if it has no weight, and it is not at all as light as its body should be.

In the course of the chase, while passing through some corners, it crashed directly into the wall in the corner. The form collapsed slightly, but soon returned to its original state, and then ran directly against the vertical wall.

After Tianyang realized that he couldn't shake off the other party, he stopped and reached out and tapped the Nightmare Mask.

An invisible wave spread, passing by the thing's side.

The thing made of ash was unaware, and even opened its mouth to let out an illusory roar, and it pounced on the boy who had stopped, raising its hand and waving it away.

The arm was overstretched, and the arm, which was originally thick and fat, stretched into a sharp gray spear.

The gray gun instantly pierced into the boy's body, and a bright stream of fire erupted from the tip of the gun! The fire pierced the boy's body, striking the ground red, turning the sheet metal and melting a gap the size of a bowl.

Whether it's speed or power, this ash monster is definitely top-notch. Unfortunately, it only hit the air.

The figure of the boy is just a small dream that Tianyang has cast for it.

As early as when the monster raised its arm, Tianyang had already circled behind it. The Nightmare Mask was able to do its job, which surprised him a little.

This indicates that although it was formed from ashes, it was clear that the monster was a special form of life. Because only living beings can pull into dreams.

Again, as long as it's a living thing, it can be destroyed!

The black thunder is held high, and the lightning is magnificent.

Tianyang slashed down with a sword.

Thunderclaps thundered in the passages!

The thunder and lightning light curtain composed of countless fine black electric lights resembles an ink-colored dragon with teeth and claws. Wild, rough, ferocious pounce on the ash monsters.

The monster realized that it had been pitted, and suddenly turned around, and the head of that kind of person lit up with two points of scarlet.

But in the next moment, it was engulfed by this dark and deep thunderstorm!

A deafening roar sounded in the passage, and the violent energy released by the black thunder disappeared like a torrent. When the energy of the thunderstorm is exhausted, the channel has been completely deformed.

Everywhere was the twisted marks of the thunderstorm, the passage seemed to be ravaged by a pair of invisible giant hands, and the air was still left with black arcs that were dancing in all directions, and the aura of destruction and death was silently permeating the space.

But at this moment, a piece of ash quietly flew up from the ground, and as it turned slowly, the firelight swept across the surface...