When was this? Was it the Earth that used to be?

This kind of question is constantly asked, but no one asks it.

It seems that the answer has come to their minds.

Due to the gradual scarcity of light, many vegetation has been devastated by monsters, and gradually withered because there is no lack of nutrients.

But the world has not given up the struggle, and in order to provide food for the remaining creatures, the need for light in vegetation has decreased, and even species that can survive on heat and nutrients have appeared.

But so what?

Everything on the earth fell into a terrible cloud of death, and the suppressed and suffocating despair continued like a tidal wave, leaving everyone breathless.

Where is the struggle? Have you given up? Are all those people, those who are like supermen, or the occasional beasts, all dead?

Isn't there a new savior?

As eighteen spectators who are suffering from mental suffering, they can't do anything, as history, they can't interfere, and even if they can, it's just meat.

But they wanted to witness a miracle.

Although I knew that miracle must exist, I watched the world fall into a desperate situation that became more and more impossible to break free, and I was deeply afraid of something.

Some even wonder if they are really in that period of history, and if there is no turnaround, the world of the future will cease to exist.

The rebuttal was quite fierce and intense, but it also showed how strong the sense of unease was in everyone's hearts.

Once again, the scene shifts, and the conference table reaches an icy valley.

There were no corpses, no vegetation, no animals, no people, no insects, everything was quiet and terrible.

It is estimated that it is dark in the depths of the night, and there is not even light.

More than a dozen people could only rely on the light of their mobile phones to see each other and this conference table as a leaning on.

A long time has passed, and the scene has not changed again.

"No, they're all extinct, right?"

A male editor whispered in the silence.

The others tried to open their mouths to refute something almost at the same time, but no one spoke.

The cold continued to stimulate their senses, and their lips were purple from the cold.

"Light!

Mo Shaoge has been practicing martial arts and swords all year round, and his eyesight is the best, and he suddenly stood up when he saw a point of light in the distance.

Because the movement was too big, the wound on his chest and abdomen was involved, which made him grin hoarsely for a while.

The others moved as if they had been resurrected from the statue state, some standing on the conference table, some wondering if they would climb to a high place.

But except for the light spots in the distance, it was pitch black all around, and who knew if he couldn't get out of the place, and the conference table would pull this person down.

"There's a spot of light over there, too!"

The Count exclaimed excitedly.

Human satisfaction and happiness are sometimes easy to achieve, if you haven't eaten for a long time and are hungry, a white steamed bun and a bowl of water can be happy.

At this moment, everyone seems to have been lost in the darkness for a long time, and seeing two points of light is like seeing hope!

"There are also here, there are two!"

"And this!"

"One, two, three, four... Seven, eight, nine, a total of nine torches, do you see if there are any more in the distance?"

They already knew it was the flickering glow of the torch.

After a little searching, they didn't find the tenth, but the nine torches were getting closer and closer, and it was enough to cheer them up.

Those monsters don't use torches, they can only be people!

Humanity is not extinct yet!

This ridiculous affirmation has a sense of preciousness in everyone's heart at this moment!

Finally, they were near, the torch was near, and they walked into this valley.

It seems to converge in the general direction of the conference table.

The people in the editorial department and Mo Shaoge left their seats one after another, and they couldn't help but want to get closer to these people to take a closer look.

As with many previous scenes, these people could not see them, but eighteen of them could feel the elements of the environment.

The bitter cold of the wind, the coldness of the earth, and the warmth of the torch.

There are men and women, there are elderly people and people who seem to be young, some are as strong as oxen, and some are mutilated.

A total of nine people, carrying their own torches, gathered in the valley, less than ten meters from the conference table.

There is also an acquaintance among them, the strong man who cries after slaughtering the basilisk in the first scene.

"You're here after all!"

An old man spoke, his language calm but with excitement that could not be concealed.

"We had to come!"

The other person spoke, and the tone was equally difficult to hide his feelings.

The conversation didn't last long, but as it converged, a sense of vibration and power brewed in the air before the volcanic eruption.

Nine torches were planted on the ground or on the rock face.

The power of the flame caused the flames to burn vigorously, and the fuel seemed to have something else.

A substance of power between tangible and invisible permeated the nine people, and this was the first time that everyone in the editorial department and Mo Shaoge had observed this kind of energy since so many scene changes.

The valley is shaking slightly, and the rocks are swaying slightly.

A cracked stone rose from the ground like a simple round stone table, and the nine men gathered around it.

"How long has it been since you've seen the Solar Star?"

It's the old man again, he has a vicissitudes of life, but his face has a pair of bright eyes.

"It's been a long time, so long that I can't bear it anymore, I'm fed up with the dirty crypt, I'm fed up with being scared!"

This is the man who slaughtered the basilisk.

"Hahaha~~~~"

One woman laughed.

"Yes, I've had enough!"

"Hahaha~~~~" "Hahaha~~"

"Hahaha... ”

All nine began to laugh, and the laughter went from low to high, from oppressive to wild.

This was the first time that everyone in the editorial department had heard laughter since they arrived.

"Maybe we'll all die!"

The old man stopped laughing and whispered something that was not a question or a certainty.

"But it's bound to die a wonderful death!"

A man next to him replied in a loud voice.

"Maybe we'll fail!"

The other roared with a muscular spring sound.

"But it must be oriented to success!"

"Maybe we're ruining the hope of humanity!"

"But inevitably, despair will be shattered!"

"Maybe the people we respond to us don't exist!"

"Hahahaha, then nine of us are enough!"

In a word, someone will always stand up and echo the roar of faith.

"Maybe we can put an end to this!"

The breathing of the remaining eight was already heavy as a hurricane.

"Roar~"

The explosive roar made the eardrums of everyone in the editorial department hurt, and their ears buzzed, but they couldn't help but cover their ears.

"We're going to put an end to all this~~~~!"

The nine people shouted this sentence in unison, and the tail note echoed in the valley for a long time.

Gazing at each other, in the exchange of magical power, all elements of information are transmitted, including the light of faith in the heart.

"Swear by my flesh and blood, by my soul, by my magic until all the heat of life is exhausted, and by the light of dawn will spill the world to death!"

Boom ~ Boom ~ Boom ~ Boom ~ Boom ~ Boom ~ Boom ~ Boom ~

The magic power around the nine people exploded, forming a violent gust of wind, and the brilliant magic light converged in the sky above.

The result is a burning dawn that grows brighter and brighter as the mana flows in!

The light was so dazzling that it illuminated the whole "venue", the whole valley, and even the mountains.

It's bound to light up the world, too!

PS: Thursday Chapter 3.

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