In the darkness of the vast expanse, the eternal sun still burns wildly, shining its light on the nine subplanets that have guarded her for hundreds of millions of years.

But there is not a shred of light in his third son, the earth. The elves that were once active in her arms, humans, have long been nowhere to be found, not to mention those low-level creatures!

In the past, she was like a sapphire, but at this time, darkness and dead silence are the themes of her world.

If there's anything else that can add some "live" movement to the planet. Then there were only three humanoid "animals" wielding giant axes wielding giant axes and slashing the wreckage of the stars.

Why not just call it human?

Because, even the tallest and strongest human beings are less than one percent of their stature. The giant axe in their hands, the handle of the axe alone is an iron rod more than six meters thick and 100 meters long. All this has exceeded the scope of normal people by a thousand times.

The reason why it is called "animal" thing.

Because, obviously, their bodies are assembled in a very discordant way of cold steel and soft flesh.

They move slowly in space tens of thousands of meters above the ground, in the vast layer of astral debris, but they are far from being able to do it by carbon-based creatures. Therefore, we can only use "move" to set a position for them for the time being.

With every swing of their hand, dozens of cubic meters of astral debris turned into dust!

This amount of work is really impressive. But compared to the layer of astral debris that almost completely envelops the earth, it is just a drop of water in the vast ocean.

With each slash, the sound of the metal striking was deafening like thunder.

However, hundreds of thousands of miles away, on the star that had been cut off by half of its volume, there was not the slightest movement. The dead silence here is even more extreme.

In the dust on the surface of the remnant star, some lucky gravel remembers that it had been eight years since the last time they had turned over. At this moment, they are still lying there in the same posture as they were eight years ago, forming a circle of separate, crooked, twisted footprints.

Following the direction of the tip of the footprint, at the end, there is a round transparent fully enclosed building.

The building was small, and from a distance it looked like the eyes of a lizard buried in the sand, staring at the earth hanging above the sky.

The sands and gravels with better memories still vaguely remember that this eye-like building appeared more than 100 years ago.

At that time, the earth hanging above their heads did not look as big as it is now, glowing with a faint blue light, like elven eyes.

And at that time, the star where the sand and gravel were located was still a complete sphere, and people called her the moon.

Soon after the building appeared, many people came. After more than a year, only two people remained.

The two seem to be busy every day. But no matter how busy they were, every day the two of them would take some time out to sit in the glass house and look up at the beautiful sapphire in the sky.

Then one day, the blue earth burst out with a dazzling cross beam, directly hitting the moon into countless pieces.

After that, countless lunar fragments flew towards the earth, and one by one she captured them, and slowly became the layer of debris that is suspended above the earth today, enveloping her. The earth also slowly darkened with the formation of the debris layer, and became what it is today.

The largest piece of the Glass House, which is located in the Glass House, is closer to the Earth at a slower rate, but it has also been half the distance to the Earth in the past hundred years.

Half a year after that mutation, the two people in the glass house fell into a deep sleep one after another. For hundreds of years, one of them seemed to have never woken up, while the other had woken up many times.

Half a year after he first woke up, there was another glass container for the two of them to sleep in. After another half a year, a female body appeared in the container.

Half a year later, a teenager walked out of the glass house. He simply buried a pile of bones that looked like they had been boiled and turned gray in the gravel, and built a small low sand dune.

At this point, every time that person wakes up, half a year later, it must be the same teenager who walks out of the glass house and does the same thing! In the past hundred years, the boy who appeared has never been out of shape in the slightest, as if he was immortal.

The newest dune was laid eight years ago, and there are seven more alongside it.

If nothing else, the person will wake up again in a few days.

Sure enough, at a certain moment a few days later, I saw movement in the container where the man who often woke up was sleeping.

First, there was a slight shaking of his long floating hair, and as the shaking gradually intensified, the amplitude of the swing of the man's head was clearly visible. It's just that his long, messy hair hides his face, and he can't see his face clearly for a while.

Suddenly, with the sound of choking water, he sat up. After standing still for half a minute, he pushed open the lid of the container and climbed out with difficulty.

If he hadn't had that more than a meter of hair covering his body like an apron, he would have been completely blown out of his body.

After a long retching on his stomach next to the container, he put on his clothes.

It may be that he hasn't exercised for too long, and his steps are very vain. He staggered to the container where the man had never woken up and lay on it.

Seeing that the people inside were still asleep, he let out a long sigh and asked sadly and with a little questioning: "Brother Lei, you are so fucking vegetable!" Isn't it 'heaven'? Is it so hard to go to his world and come back, huh? ”

Brother Lei in the container did not move at all, obviously he did not hear this sentence.

"How did you promise me, huh? You're so fucking unethical! It's been almost a hundred years! Brother, every time I wake up, I'm alone, and I don't even have anyone to talk to!

None of them, you know? ”

The man paused, carefully observed the hygiene of the container, and then said helplessly:

"You're all right, ah! Lying comfortably inside, my consciousness not knowing which ghost kiln in the 'heaven' world was happy and happy.

Every fucking time I escape from the world of 'heaven', I want to give you a haircut, a beard, and a bath, for fear that you will be fucking dirty and ugly, and you will not be able to soak in that world; I also have to overhaul the life support system, I'm afraid you'll starve to death!

Uncle Chen, wake up soon, let's change, okay? Let me enjoy it, brother, even once, okay? ”

The words of the man outside were almost crying, but Chen Lei still didn't move at all.

"Forget it, you can do whatever you like!"

After the man finished speaking, he slowly walked over to another container and gently stroked the glass lid with his white hand.

"Siwei, you know what? How happy I was when I first dived into the world of Heaven and got your DNA! You don't know how happy and crazy I am when your familiar face forms in this container! ”

The man said this, and a happy look appeared on his face.

"In this excitement and madness, I copied a younger me, and after transferring consciousness, I ate my old body in less than a week.

But, if it weren't for seeing a new way to save you, I would never have eaten a bite of my old body on this waning moon that lasts for half a month in the dark night, and the production of food is extremely low. ”

After the man finished speaking, he gently pushed open the lid of the container, and carefully examined the delicate face inside with gentle, affectionate eyes.

This is a face that anyone who sees it and can't forget it for a while, and can only watch and appreciate it from a distance, but dare not and is reluctant to play with it. The important parts below the slender neck of Bai Xi are covered by a few light shades of light sand.

Don't think about it, it was the man with long hair over the knees, a handsome face but a little puffy, and an affectionate eye frame under the sword eyebrows.

"But, almost ninety years, I have been lucky enough to escape from Heaven nine times, but none of them have succeeded in bringing your consciousness back here.

Siwei, how I wish I could exchange the luck of these nine escapes..."

The man seemed to choke up when he said this, "Go and get you out of the way in exchange for a success!" ”

The man turned his face away and accidentally dropped his tears into the container. He crouched down, rubbed his face vigorously with both hands, and continued: "Damn 'God', we've been separated for more than a hundred years. In the past hundred years, whether it is diving into the world of 'heaven' or waking up on this waning moon, the knife of longing has been cutting my heart all the time! ”

As the man said this, his right hand poked hard into his left chest, "You know what, that knife never stopped!" With the help of this life system, I can reproduce your body and shape your form, but I can't make your god so that you can really come alive and look at me, even for a moment! ”

At this moment, the man's tears poured out like a burst of the embankment, and he sat down on the ground.

"I'm so lonely, this cold, dim, dead moon is not as good as people say it is, let alone a waning moon! In the past 90 years, I have eaten eight old bodies, and eight low graves have been erected outside, and eight of me have been buried! And my current skin won't last long, and I don't know if I still have the courage to change it. ”

The man stood up, he didn't look at Siwei and Chen Lei, "You guys get up, give me some warmth, okay?" ”

After he asked, the room fell silent, so quiet that the sound of Wei's weak heartbeat could be heard.

After a while, he said to himself, "I know! ”

Frustrated, he walked to the container where he was sleeping, and when he lifted the lid of the container and was about to pound it into the container, the instrument on the side rang "dripping dripping".

Attracted by the voice, he slowly walked towards the instrument, and saw a series of mysterious numbers on the display screen above, and almost at the same time as he finished reading, he had translated the string of numbers in his mind:

Once I woke up from a dream,

A hundred years of solitude in the moon palace cold.

Nine battles in the sky and hatred,

Save others, save yourself, save Han first!