In the originally clear sky, suddenly dark clouds and strong winds suddenly rose, and the gloomy people were breathless, a lightning bolt struck, thunder roared, and heavy rain poured down.

The thunder came into the basement of the research institute, and Meng Qingqiang, who was pumping his own blood, stood up violently after a heartbeat, something terrible happened, and a familiar mysterious whisper sounded from his heart, making him in a trance, and powerful spiritual power burst out instantly, and then countless spiritual waves containing crazy desire and pain surged towards him in waves. He quickly rushed out of the institute and returned to the village.

It was dark everywhere, and from time to time lightning illuminated everything in front of him. The whole village has become a mess, many people are covering their heads in pain, and their mouths are moaning meaninglessly in pain, such situations are everywhere along the way, and the higher the level of strengthening, the more painful it seems. People struggled, rolled, cried. Meng Qingqiang did not stop his pace, he instantly came to the small building in the center of the village, jumped up a few meters high before he had time to take the stairs, and then stretched out his hand and climbed onto the roof of the building, and the emotions diverged from the hearts of all the people around him became clearer and clearer. He took a deep breath, and with a wild roar, the spiritual power like the deep sea rushed out of his body and spread around, and the powerful force brought waves visible to the naked eye in the air, and the tearing wind swept out. Where the waves passed, the pain was dispelled, and people stood up in a cold sweat, and moved closer to the roaring place with the old and the young, seeking the powerful refuge.

The waves and roars of spiritual power have never stopped, and Hei Ying, who was the first to recover, led the black hand troops to rush to the small building, and the black hands surrounded the small building, while the three Hei Ying stood behind Meng Qingqiang, looking at the king standing on the edge of the roof.

A quarter of an hour, half an hour, an hour, people could not imagine how much power was hidden in this tall figure under the reflection of lightning, and this power was dispelling the terrible desires and boundless fears in their hearts for them, people came from all directions, and even the warriors who were far away at the outpost were subconsciously driven back to the small building, and looked up quietly with everyone.

I don't know how long later, the howling overshadowed the thunder, and the mental fluctuations rushed into the air, dispersing the clouds and rain in the air, and a golden light shot down from the sky, gilding the majestic figure into gold, and people forgot the reason brought by modern knowledge, and slowly leaned down without hesitation, kneeling in the muddy water. Like their primitive and ignorant ancestors, they surrendered in inexplicable strength.

The clouds and rain stopped, and the sky was clear. Meng Qingqiang, who was standing on the top of the building, looked at the clansmen in front of him, and after feeling their pious worship, his heart was relieved, and the strength of his body disappeared with the dissipation of spiritual power, his eyes were dark, and one head was planted from the edge of the roof, and in an instant, the black hands crowded together and stretched out their hands, and the three Hei Ying also immediately jumped downstairs after him, but a figure was faster, only to see her stepping on the black hand, jumping up suddenly, catching the huge body in mid-air, and the Dao figure also tore through the air and came quickly.

Wang Yan had already fallen, she knelt on one knee and hugged Meng Qingqiang's body tightly, her eyes staring at the closed one-eye, and calling softly. Bai Ying, who also came to the front quickly, pulled the anxious Meng Le, and did not speak, but just watched this scene with complicated eyes.

In the darkness, only a little starlight flickered, Meng Qingqiang floated quietly in this starry sky, slowly he opened his eyes and looked around, through the faint light saw a lot of immeasurable black shadows wandering in the distance, that kind of mysterious whisper sounded clearly in his ears, he couldn't understand this sound, but he could understand the meaning contained in it, the voice was like a mother's cry, gentle and warm, so that Meng Qingqiang's heart sprouted a strong cordiality and dependence, this feeling made him gradually feel sleepy, I want to sleep forever in this beautiful sound, and plunge into the boundless darkness.

But there was still a slight struggle in his heart to keep him from sleeping, as if once he fell asleep, he would lose something forever, what was it? Meng Qingqiang, who had a vague meaning, desperately recalled, resisting boundless tiredness, at this moment, a voice suddenly appeared around, he suddenly remembered the owner of this voice, Wang Yan, a girl who liked herself deeply in her heart, but was as hard as a rock, with the recovery of memory, Wang Yan's face slowly appeared around, and then Tie Feng, Tianliang, Chen Lao, etc.

The surrounding starry sky suddenly stirred, the surrounding starlight was extinguished one by one, countless black shadows flashed, the faces gradually blurred, more intense tiredness surged in, and the whispering slowly brought a little anxiety. Meng Qingqiang is still struggling, there is something, something that is more important to him than everything, he wants to think about it, he can't forget, forgetting means destruction.

In the space that was already completely dark, Meng Qingqiang curled up, holding his head tightly with both hands, and struggled desperately. Hurry up. Hurry up, what did he forget, his silent shouter, a strange black shadow gradually approached him, but he didn't notice it, suddenly his hand touched the scar on his face, as if a lightning bolt crossed his mind, a small face with the same scar appeared in his mind, the figure of his son appeared in the dark space, and the figure with a beautiful and gentle face also appeared behind Meng Le.

"Dad, dear" The two calls brought a piece of light, which instantly illuminated the starry sky, the darkness in the distance turned into a blood red, and the huge shadow rushed towards the light crazily, Meng Qing stopped in front of the figure fiercely, shining with golden light, seeing the hideous black shadow covered with countless eyes and tentacles, he roared and rushed up, and a burst of golden red flashes broke out.

Under the gaze of everyone, Meng Qing, who was lying on the operating bed of the research institute, opened his eyes violently, and a burst of cheers sounded around him.

At the same time, in the dim room, countless pairs of blood-red eyes also opened suddenly, countless hands reached out to the same kind around them, and the sound of crazy roaring, tearing, and chewing kept ringing, and the same thing happened everywhere in these extinct places of human beings. And in one of them, a pair of eyes also opened, a pair of disproportionately thin legs propped up the body, a low voice: "Mother, I hope to be able to return to your arms one day", facing the bloody mouths around him, he didn't care, until those sharp teeth were about to touch his skin, a burst of spiritual power fluctuated, and the surroundings instantly quieted down, only not far away, a tall figure, low roar.

In the N5 transfer station, Murong Lian and a man stood in front of a monitor, this man was the man who had appeared next to the old man surnamed Wu, at this time he was staring at the picture in front of him with Murong Lian, in the picture in a huge metal room erected many huge transparent glass containers, inside are thick metal supports, through the transparent containers, you can see that Colonel Liu Yongqiang and other young soldiers are firmly fixed on the metal frame, the instrument shows that there is an unknown fluctuation, full of surrounding, Ordinary humans were unaware, but the warriors seemed to be able to perceive it, and at this moment they were desperately twisting their bodies, their eyes full of madness, and the solid metal frame was gradually deformed under the tremendous force.

The man looked at Murong Lian, and Murong Lian pondered for a moment, then nodded, and as the instrument was turned on, countless pale yellow gases containing high doses of radiation were injected into containers by pipes, and the warriors who had lost their minds slowly calmed down. Seeing this, Murong Lian breathed a sigh of relief and said to the man on the side.

"Thank you very much for the support of the Central Research Institute for the N5 base, please bring my heartfelt thanks for me for Wu Lao, if it were not for the information and equipment provided by the Central Committee and Wu Lao in advance, if these fighters launched a madness, the consequences would be immeasurable."

The man smiled and said a few polite words, and then he heard Murong Lian ask: "But I want to know, for this accident, how did the Central Research Institute say that Wu Lao predicted it, and even researched targeted plans and equipment in advance?" ”

The man smiled and said mysteriously: "Wu Lao's original words are 'God's inform', I don't know the specifics, if there is a chance, Director Murong can go to the Academia Sinica and learn from Wu Lao in person." ”

Murong Lian's face first showed a surprised expression, and then a bright smile appeared: "I'm a little impatient, I believe I will go soon." ”

"Well, okay, since there is nothing to do here, then I will return to the Central Research Institute, and look forward to the next time we meet."

Looking at the back that was gradually drifting away, Murong Lian sneered and said, "That old thing is becoming more and more mysterious, and now he is talking about a god, but his method is really effective." ”

In the south, in a huge stone temple, a man in a robe was standing on a high platform shouting something, and in the hall supported by several huge pillars, countless people knelt on the ground to listen to the man's sermon, when a young man in a robe came to the man and whispered something. Soon the man stopped preaching and cried out with emotion: "Brothers and sisters, our holy woman has woken up, and she will come to you with the will of God. ”

Soon, a fair-faced girl, accompanied by several nervous-looking men in robes, slowly walked to the highest position in the hall and sat down, and under the incredible gaze of the preacher man, her voice was crisp and euphemistic: "Mother told me that it will soon wake up, and we will all return to its embrace, and now is the time to sweep away heresy, and we will clear its kingdom for Mother and welcome its coming." ”

As mysterious whispers resounded in the hearts of countless living beings, the peace brought by the severe cold was broken, and the world boiled again.