Late at night.

Five hundred miles to the north of Yujing City, Dasheng Town. This place is named after Wang Mang won a great victory here hundreds of years ago when the Great New Kingdom was founded.

Since the founding of the Great New People's Republic of China, successive officials have also been proud of this, not only set up a huge monument with a height of nine and a half meters in the center of the town, but also set up a 'Victory Anniversary' to commemorate Wang Mang's great military exploits here.

However, times have changed.

I am afraid that the officials who set up the huge commemorative stele would never have thought that one day, under this "Great Victory Monument", there would be layers of corpses and bones filled with the corpses of the soldiers and civilians of this great new dynasty!

Today, in three moments, a huge mountain of corpses has been stacked around the monument in the center of the town!

Thousands of soldiers and townsgoers died here, and the corpses were stacked on top of each other, forming a pile of bones that covered the entire square and even spread to the intersections of the surrounding streets, and the tall monument was only exposed by more than half a meter.

A young man was sitting on this section of the monument at this time, his figure was thin, his black hair was like a waterfall, he was dressed in a blue and white wide robe of the Tang people, a tie was loosely hung around his waist, and his pectoral muscles, as well as two rows of abdominal muscles and dense small diamond oblique muscles on the side could be seen from the open placket.

The night breeze blew through, blowing away the dark clouds that covered the night sky.

The moonlight is like water, and it is as clear as silver yarn.

The shroud fell on top of this shocking mountain of corpses.

Several figures came from all over Dasheng Town.

Northern.

A monk who was at least two meters twenty tall, dressed in a gray linen monk's robe, with a string of huge black sandalwood Buddhist beads around his neck, and carrying a large iron stick the thickness of an ordinary person's forearm, strode out of the darkness.

Orient.

A middle-aged swordsman wearing a hat, tall and thin, wearing a tattered samurai uniform, with slightly curly half-length hair tied up at the back of his head, slowly ascended the corpse mountain, and the straw sandals stepped on the corpse, and his expression was as calm as if he was walking up the stairs of the mountain.

Western.

This is a young woman with a graceful figure and a brightly dressed and revealing body, about twenty-six or seventeen years old, with a beautiful face, fair skin and a bewitching figure, which makes the first impression think of "desire".

However, what was disturbing was that the darkness behind the woman suddenly twisted at a moment in the light of the moon, and faintly, some unsettling shadow seemed to wriggle and hide in the shadow at the woman's feet.

The last one.

It was a young man who jumped from the top of a two-story building in the south, and the whole person climbed to the top of the corpse mountain a few times.

With white hair and blue eyes, he wears the same style as the youth, but with slightly different patterns and colors.

The most striking thing was the huge Tang knife he was carrying behind his back, which was much taller than him, and the scabbard and hilt were snow-white.

The four of them came to the young man's side.

"There are no more living people." The monk said.

The swordsman with his hat took off the cigarette pouch at his waist, lit it, and smoked it.

The white-haired and blue-eyed young man slapped the snow-white giant Tang knife behind his back with his backhand and said, "It's full of food and it's very happy..."

Hear the words.

The young man nodded, and his cold black eyes, which could not see emotion, looked far south, and said in the direction of Yujing City: "Maitreya said that it is there." ”

There was a brief silence.

The boy was the first to speak, and he smiled, "The child who caused the source of all calamities?" ”。

The young man nodded.

He glanced at the mountain of corpses under his feet, and his eyes revealed a bit of compassion: "We must kill him, according to the prophecy left by the ancestors...... Only by killing him will the Crimson Earth that has cursed us for generations be ended forever! ”。

The monk smiled.

A mouthful of snow-white porcelain, hard as steel teeth was revealed, and the face full of male masculinity revealed infinite arrogance: "Then what are you waiting for? Let's go straight to Yujing and kill that monster?! ”。

The swordsman exhaled a puff of smoke.

There was a bit of wrenching in his tone: "It's that easy." ”。

After saying that, he knocked on the cigarette pouch pot and began to explain: "Do you know how much effort the ancestors put into putting an end to all this, ending our fate of being trapped in the crimson earth for generations? ”

"And none of them ever succeeded."

"Just because our ancestors can't do it doesn't mean we can't do it!" The monk waved his iron rod in a bold way, only to hear a dull and terrifying whistling sound in the air, as if stirring in heavy water.

"Huh." The dusty woman laughed a few times mockingly, and said, "How can things be so simple? Although this era is the time when that monster is the weakest, don't forget, no matter how weak he is, he is also an evil god! Do you think you can solve the problem with just one iron rod and brute force? That's naïve! ”。

The monk was about to retort, but the young man, who was faintly at the head of the group, spoke: "The ancestors once made a deal with the 'Iss', and learned that the monster was indeed the weakest in this era. This is indeed the best time to kill it...... However, we must not be careless, because after all, it is the source of the crimson earth, the ancestor of the heavens and stars! ”。

"Countless failed people in the past and in the future have proven that wanting to kill this monster is tantamount to wanting to change the entire world line!"

"But we can't give up ......"

"Because we can't watch him continue to grow, according to the development of primitive history, once this monster has devoured enough 'rules' in this world, it will leap into an extradimensional life form, and after he clings to the timeline...... It's too late, and even a life like 'Is' can't even peep at him anymore...... Even those great powers in the Universe Central Palace could no longer destroy them. ”

"Yang Palace?" The white-haired boy pursed his lips disdainfully: "Those shrunken-headed turtles who have great power but only hide in the [concepts] of the past universe and dare not come out, and only rely on some 'hunting dogs' and spies to control the outside world?" ”。

"It's up to them to solve the problem, it's better to expect that monster to have a brain cramp and kill himself one day!"

The swordsman was amused, and he laughed until he coughed: "Hahaha, ahem——! It is indeed a higher probability of this, compared to those old turtles in the Yang Palace, the probability of that brain-pumping evil god killing himself is really high! If I can bet, I'm afraid my villa is already close to the sea! ”。

"Okay, there's no point in laughing at those people in Yang Palace, let's do what we need now, after all, we're fighting that monster...... No, even being in the same world as that monster is a thing full of unknown dangers. So we must be fully prepared to retreat even if we are defeated. The young man said.

The woman nodded, obviously agreeing with the young man's statement: "That monster doesn't usually hunt us down, after all, in its eyes, there is nothing but food, and we are best seen in its eyes as bread crumbs and sausage crumbs." If you can't beat it, as long as you get out of his field of vision, you'll be generally safe, after all, it's just a 'child'! When you're full of food, you don't usually run around chasing a few crumbs, right? ”。

"Crumbs?!" The monk's forehead was bulging, and he clenched his casserole-sized fist, with a bit of confidence and hideousness on his face: "Then I want this evil god to taste the feeling of having his teeth lost by bread crumbs!" ”。