Void, vast void.

A shattered realm floats lonely. It looks like it's been over the years, and the plates are in tatters. Even the barrier that sustains the entire realm is very weak, and it seems that it could be broken at any moment. However, because some mysterious force keeps it connected to the rest of the realm, it still exists today.

A semi-enclosed boundary. The realm passage has been closed. The creatures inside can't get out, and the creatures outside can't get in.

Unless, someone can cross the void and come down from heaven.

In the realm, the earth is full of rifts. Everywhere there are collapsed ruins and broken mountains. The sky was swirling with dark clouds, and the air was so humid that it seemed to be able to pinch out water. Among the countless collapsed buildings, there are still faint black shadows moving. Although this realm has been closed for countless years, there are still tenacious existences, working hard, and tracing the traces of civilization little by little.

In the rubble of a building, a cement slab moved, and a head came out from underneath.

It can be seen that he is a male human, but because of the environment, he has evolved a little. His pupils are somewhat red, and he can discern direction in dim environments, as well as discerning not-so-small prey. His legs are thick and powerful, which is good for attacking or escaping. The arms remained the same, but the nails became unusually sharp, like claws. In a world lacking tools, every life must follow primitive instincts and find its own weapon.

However, it was clear that the boy did not particularly need this primitive weapon, and he carried a shining metal tube with a sharp and slightly blue light.

He's been lurking here for a long time, and the waiting prey has finally appeared.

It was a rat the size of a rabbit. Cautiously appeared on the edge of the ruins. This is a venomous guinea pig that is native to the Silent Domain, genetically evolved. This 'small' guy lives by eating animal carcasses and metal scrap. It is made up of only one-third of its flesh, and the rest has evolved into a metal structure. It does not actively attack humans under normal circumstances, but it is highly poisonous, and generally not many hunters are willing to hunt it because the benefits are too low.

But the Ruin Boy didn't have much choice, and he stayed here for the past few nights. If he couldn't get it back, he and his uncle would go hungry and wouldn't be able to complete the sacrifice to the demon god.

In the Silent Realm, hunger is actually a small matter, and not being able to offer sacrifices is a big thing. Because every human who survives knows that only by satisfying the sacrifices of the demon gods can they be sheltered and survive the monthly electromagnetic storm. It is only by offering sacrifices that they can obtain the demonic codes harvested from the ruins, and thus obtain the weapons and machinery left behind by the previous civilization.

This is very important for survivors struggling to survive in this world, because only then can they feel like an intelligent being, not a beast.

The boy was lucky, and though he had waited days for a prey, the poisonous guinea pig was apparently hungry and unconscious, and walked unalertly towards the trap he had set, and then collapsed under the boy's metal pipe. The metal tube is a very powerful electric shock rod, and it is best suited to deal with the prey of this semi-metallic physique.

As soon as the boy picked up the poisonous guinea pig, he ran out of the rubble and towards his camp.

The camp was some distance from the ruins, but it was enough for two hours. When the boy returned, he saw his uncle approaching him, and grabbed him.

"Hank, you're finally back. Hurry up, the sacrifice to the demon god is about to begin. ”

"Uncle Sost." The boy handed over the prey in his hand. "Don't worry, we've got this."

"It's amazing." Uncle Sost's eyes lit up. Although the value of this poisonous guinea pig is not high, they have already rated very low in the camp after two sacrifice periods without much contribution. If they are unable to provide any more offerings, they may be expelled from the camp. There won't be many camps in the realm willing to take them in.

Humans who did not offer sacrifices to the demon gods were not worth taking in, this was the consensus of all the camps.

So the two of them hurried towards the center of the camp, where a huge machine was running. Sacrifices were constantly being thrown in, turning into blue rays of light that flowed to the bottom of the machine. If there is a demon here, you can recognize it, and those blue lights are psionic powers.

This machine turned out to be a small psionic furnace?

However, it was different from what Chen Yan had seen before, this psionic furnace was obviously not fueled by the thoughts of intelligent beings. Rather, it is fueled by the vitality of all life. All the prey that was thrown into it was sucked alive by this machine and then discarded from the other end. Although it looks a lot shriveled, it can still be eaten.

So for the people here, the sacrifice didn't really lose much. Instead, you can get clues to the pre-civilization, so why not?

The uncle and nephew quickly ran to the side of the machine, just in time to see that the lid of the machine was about to be closed. Uncle Sost hurriedly shouted, 'Wait! He threw the poisonous guinea pig in his hand with great force.

There was only a loud bang, and the whole machine trembled. Then it shook violently. A large amount of blue light burst from the inside of the machine, flowing like a flood to the bottom. At the same time, there was a violent roar from the depths of the earth, as if something was about to break through the ground.

"Oh my God, Sost, what the hell did you throw in?" An old man with gray hair shouted, his face contorted with fear.

Damn, God knows what just happened, this camp has never seen anything like this. Sacrifice is a tradition that has been around in this realm for a long, long time. It is also the guarantee of everyone's survival. If something really happens, don't live. Without the protection of the camp, none of them would have survived the storm of next month.

But at this time, it was too late to say anything, and Sost, who was the initiator, was also confused, looking at his hands and stunned. Beside him, his nephew Hank struggled to shrink his body, as if he was afraid that others would blame him.

Bang!!

With another loud bang, the lid of the psionic furnace suddenly opened, and a thick psionic fountain rose into the sky. It was like a sharp arrow piercing the sky, and at the same time, in other parts of the continent, countless pillars of blue light rose one after another, one after another like miracles.

"My demon god is above...... "The Great Elder covered his mouth, his wide eyes blurred a little.

"It's ...... The ritual is the awakening ritual of the demon god. ”

"Is our Lord finally waking up?"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly heard a scream from Hank, a little boy next to him. "Great Elder, look, what is that?"

The Grand Elder followed Hank's finger and immediately saw a scene that made him stunned.

The sky of the Silent Realm is parting to both sides......

A purple ball of light fell from the sky.