Blue Bell walked out of the desert and came to the edge of the Black Plains, but did not see the legendary Rahu. The ground beneath his feet was so cold that he couldn't even feel the flames burning.

Looking at the black land in front of him, Bluebell's heart was full of questions. Why did the old patriarch keep forbidding his people to enter here, but to survive in the dangerous desert? If the legendary Rahu really exists, why didn't he choose to fight it? Besides, if the Light Chaser had already given guidance, why didn't the people follow in his footsteps?

However, when the blue bell really stepped into this land, the bell on his right wrist suddenly rang, and he felt an inexplicable throbbing in his heart. The screams of non-existence went straight to the nerves, and it seemed that countless people had died in this land. He could even feel something, still lingering in the place, like a lingering ghost.

As night fell, the stone house, the doorway hounds began to bark.

"Wandering, come in." In the stone house, the young man said in a deep voice. The hound slipped through the crack in the door, and the stone door was closed in an instant.

"Foggy again?" The girl on the bed frowned.

"Hmm." The young man held a shotgun in his hand and looked out of the window through the crack.

"Wren, I'm the one who dragged you down." The girl hugged her knees on the bed and whispered.

"Don't be stupid, I don't want to hide in Black Rock to eat human flesh." The young man shouted in a low voice.

Outside, in the scorched woods, the fog grew thicker and thicker, and gradually heavy footsteps came out of the fog, as if some kind of huge beast was foraging.

"Looks like a big guy." Cold sweat broke out on the young man's forehead. The black hound was curled up on the edge of the bed, its body shivering.

"Are the traps out there still useful?" The girl worried.

"I can't fix the big trap alone, so I'll have to resign myself to fate tonight." The young man sighed.

In the fog, Blue Bell seemed to feel the earth tremble, and suddenly stopped, prostrate on the ground, and looked around vigilantly. Could it really be that Rahu exists? Bluebell's forehead was sweaty, and the hand holding the knife couldn't help but tighten and tighten.

Just as Bluebell's mood was so tense that he suddenly saw a fierce burst of flames rushing towards him. A blue light instantly emanated from the bell on his right wrist, enveloping Bluebell's entire body. Although it was covered in blue light and was not attacked by the flames, the surrounding land seemed to melt and began to fall rapidly.

At this point, Bluebell realized that it was empty underneath him. As he continued to fall, he saw a huge head with a huge mouth open and pounced towards him. In a hurry, Bluebell rolled and got through the hole under him. But what I didn't expect was that the hole was very deep, and when I landed, my head hit the rock, and I fainted in front of my eyes.

Black Rock, Baal's Prison.

The two gladiators were still fighting hard, both with wounds of varying severity. The shouts outside the iron cage were higher and higher.

And just at this moment, a sneaky figure infiltrated the basement of Black Rock Town.

The space in the basement was huge, with rows of tall humanoid monsters secured in steel supports, covered in tubes, and cloudy blood pooled into a giant barrel.

A fat man with torn glasses saw the turbid blood in the vat, and his eyes lit up.

"Fuel, fuel."

The fat man quickly pulled out a piece of rubber tube from the entrance of the basement, and then pulled hard, and suddenly a large amount of blood began to be pumped out. After fixing the rubber tube, the fat man clapped his hands and smiled. Then I found out the basement again.

In Baal's prison, two gladiators scuffled together. In the midst of the chaos, the young man Yanshan leaned into the ear of Dahan Kunta and whispered, "The time should be almost up." ”

"Wait." Quinta responded.

"Then you tap it...... Oops. Before he could speak, the boy was punched in the face again.

Seeing the grappling in the iron cage, Barr, who was on the high platform, seemed to realize that something was wrong, and shouted fiercely: "Settle the battle in thirty minutes, or you will all face the fate of the loser." ”

"Oops." The boy in the iron cage screamed badly.

"Steady." The big man shouted in a deep voice, and then punched the young man in the face again.

"If I continue to fight like this, I really can't stand it anymore." The young man was smashed, shook his head, and said.

Somewhere outside of Black Rock, a chariot covered in iron was parked. The obscene fat man jumped off the iron bar, rolled over and got into the car.

"Well done, Peter." The fat man patted the little monkey who was controlling the oil pump button and shoved a bean into its mouth.

"Squeak." The little monkey bared its teeth and was very excited. Apparently this is not the first time this has been done.

"After this vote, let's go away and leave this hellish place. I heard that there is a river in the Grand Canyon of the East, so we can take a good shower. ”

"Squeak."

In the stone house.

The youth and the maiden were close together, not knowing what was happening, the monster outside had gone berserk. For a time, the earth shook.

"Why is this happening?" The young man's eyes flashed with doubt.

In the cave, Bluebell woke up and suddenly, he saw a hideous face facing him. Frightened, his hand rose and fell, and a withered human head rolled down to his feet.

Upon closer identification, it turned out to be just a dried corpse.

Bluebell looked up at the entrance of the cave, and the flames were still not extinguished. And from the great tremors that come from time to time, it can be inferred that the thing above is still raging.

Remembering the huge head, Bluebell suddenly shuddered. In the desert where he had lived since childhood, he had never seen anything so terrible, not even the elusive sons of Rahu. Could this be the legendary Rahu?

Bluebell takes out the flint and ignites a dried corpse's arm as a source of fire. Find yourself in a deep tunnel that, judging by the marks on the walls, is a tunnel dug by hand.

Walking through the long tunnel, Bluebell came to a hall where dozens of dried corpses lay on the ground, seemingly dead for a long time.

By the light of the fire, Bluebell saw that the walls of the hall were carved with frescoes. Although the composition is simple, it is neat and orderly, and certain events are clearly depicted.

The first mural depicts a starry sky, as clear as in the desert. The starry sky is covered with sliding trails, which seem to be pictures of meteors falling.

The second mural depicts a vague cloud, also hanging with a long tail, falling like a shooting star.

However, by the third painting, the style of painting suddenly changed. The falling cloud exploded suddenly, and layers of smoke covered the land. At the same time, a lot seems to come out of the smoke.

Fourth, those things bared their teeth and claws, and pounced on the panicked crowd in all directions.

In the fifth, after eating people, those things began to change, some took on human forms, and some grew wings. But one thing hasn't changed, and that's the endless desire to destroy.

Seeing this, Bluebell was shocked in his heart, as if he saw the truth that happened in this world countless years ago. But why hasn't all this been recorded? Even their own tribe does not have any legends related to it.

Bluebell continued to look at it, shockingly. All the contents of the next mural are like the history of the disaster of this world, full of crumbling houses, dead people, endless flames.

However, in the final mural, Bluebell sees a lonely figure, holding a radiant torch aloft and strolling in a certain direction.

Light Chaser? A name popped up in Bluebell's mind. In this land that was discouraged by the people, there was a record of light chasers. So where did he go? What is the purpose?

Blue Bell took out the tattered animal skin, which was covered with strange lines, but he could not find the mystery contained in it.