When the end came, the flood beasts swept through Middle-earth, whether it was the desert flat forest or the fortress high mountains, they all became angry sea boats, and they collapsed and were annihilated. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Demons are making waves, and with the help of the water, they are all over Middle-earth.

The castle that once guarded one side and choked the danger has become a flesh and blood table for demons, and they are left to choose.

The fertile fields and lotus ponds that once swayed the fragrance of the valley buried dry bones, which were shattered by the flood.

The unicorn panicked and emerged from the peaceful primeval forest, but plunged headlong into the dragon river below the cliff.

The smooth and gorgeous feathers of the golden silk bird, wet by the raindrops the size of beans, lay on the surface of the body, crying blood and singing, looking for its nest in the ocean.

All the creatures of Middle-earth have been buried step by step, unswervingly in this vast end times.

'Click! ’

Suddenly, an earth-shattering sound almost overturned the entire sky. I saw that the first mountain range in Middle-earth, which had towered into the clouds and flowed down the snow water to form a great river, actually collapsed from the belly of the mountain.

Boulders flew sideways, sand danced in the sky, and everyone fell into a brief tinnitus.

Then, the entire ocean suddenly descended several feet and poured into the belly of the Thousand Gulas Snow Mountain.

But no one was happy, just because even the Thousand Gulas Snow Mountains had collapsed, and the underground rivers of Middle-earth would probably break free from the shackles of the thick strata and rush to the ground under the influence of this flood!

When the time comes, Middle-earth will become a tomb of water, burying all beings!

"Damn! Why hasn't he shown up yet! ”

A god floating in the air, his face was slightly anxious, his divine power rolled, holding tens of thousands of people in the air, and as soon as he stepped on it, a stone pillar rose from the flood and became the last pure land of this Miao Miao Water Town.

"He's waiting! Only when everyone is desperate can his holiness be revealed! ”

A female deity sits high among the white clouds, graceful and luxurious, dressed in a skirt embellished with starlight, holding a natural scepter in her hand, looking down on the whole of Middle-earth.

She is the goddess of nature, the goddess who turns a blind eye to the extermination of the elves.

"According to the biblical accounts of Western civilization, this heavy rain lasted for forty days, and the entire flood apocalypse lasted for a year!"

A god with a bronze complexion and a natural muscle outline spoke, his eyes were wise, his breath was like a long roar, and the sound of blood flowing was not inferior to the ocean under his feet.

"But the Noah family who forged the ark of the last days and let the remnants of the creatures of Middle-earth on board the ship were killed by us, and this established fate has changed, and the Lord will definitely appear in these days for the sake of his kingdom!"

The remaining gods looked at each other and nodded secretly, even though they were now in the camp of the Lord God, and were subordinate gods of the Lord Lord.

But the god-killing plan has become more and more evil-intentioned!

"What about the dragon god and the Moloch true god?" Suddenly, a god asked.

Dao Dao Spirits stared at Wang Yang, and the actions of all the contestants fell into their eyes.

"One is crippled, and the other has lost the Supreme Staff, do we need to do it?"

The goddess of nature's eyes were calm, and the white silk jade hand held the natural staff lightly, which looked particularly noble, but the words were cold with a thousand feet of ice.

"Hehe, save some divine power. If a tiger loses its teeth, naturally someone will fight the tiger. In the end, all it takes is eight gods. ”

A deity shook his head, retracted his gaze indifferently, and occasionally performed miracles to save his followers.

"It's a pity that most of those people with a divine destiny are missing for no reason! I'd like us to think a little more......"

Sikong walked alone on the ocean, feeling several vast gazes like heavenly might, his eyelids were slightly raised, he shook his head with a chuckle, and his steps were not hurried.

Looking at the end of this purgatory on earth, wailing all over the field, the floating corpse floated past Sikong's feet, but Sikong seemed to be strolling in the courtyard, incompatible with this apocalypse.

'桀桀~'

An ear-piercing laugh came, and then a thousand-legged demon leaped out from under the flood, elongated, cloudy saliva dripping onto the dark green skin, looking extremely disgusting.

Sikong's gaze remained unchanged, he didn't raise his head, and as soon as the holy sword in his hand came out, the power of the sharp temple was revealed.

The footsteps did not stop, and he stepped straight through the surging waves, and a thousand-legged demon behind him was evenly divided into hundreds of pieces, separated from the flesh and bones, and simply fell into the water as neatly as a cow.

Along the way, demons appeared, with mouthfuls of human blood, carrying bitten thighs one by one.

Those who stood in the way were all accounted for by Sikong with a sword.

Although he lost the Supreme Staff, and the luck of the Moro True God was not one in ten, after all, he had also killed the gods, and even collected the One Hundred and Eight Templar Suits.

It can be said that it is not enough to be compared to the above, but it is more than enough, and ordinary demons are far from his opponents.

"Help me, save me, please ......"

A weak cry for help sounded, and a man with his upper body on a log floating on the water floated in, his whole body was swollen from the floodwater, and his hair was messy on his face, looking very pitiful.

Sikong turned a deaf ear and walked away, the dragon pattern armor had an ancient charm and an extraordinary temperament.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed Sikong's ankle, and Sikong's movements stiffened.

"Save me, please, I'm *****, you save me, I'll give you a house in the administrative star!"

Although the information about this person's reality was automatically blocked by this game, he opened and closed his mouth to give away a house, and he thought that he was also a rich second generation, far from being comparable to the poor ghost Sikong.

'桀桀~'

Suddenly, several sinister laughs came, and the smell of tyrannical blood wrapped around the tip of his nose, and Sikong didn't raise his head.

'Click! ’

The holy sword was cold and light, like a poisonous snake, going and returning, and was held by Sikong again at his waist.

"Ahh Yes! You ......"

The man screamed miserably, and his body on the log slipped into the water, only to see that his severed palm was still holding Sikong's ankle, and his wrist was as smooth as a bi, and even the blood had not had time to squirt, and the pink meridians and blood vessels could be seen clearly.

Sikong turned, and a sound of horror came from behind him, and then all the sounds were drowned out by the sound of gnawing flesh and bones and picking up internal organs.

The rain drenched his blonde hair, slid down the edge of the cold bronze mask, ticked on the armor, and then merged into a gurgling stream, making the dragon-patterned armor more and more primitive, leaving no trace of wetness.

He bent down and picked up a flower that floated on the water, white as June snow, and its petals were full of life and ticking, as if it had just been plucked from a field in early spring.

Sikong put this white flower in his chest, and his steps suddenly became solemn, staggering, with indescribable grief.

"My friend, it's been six years, and this flood must not disturb your peace......

Sikong smiled miserably, immersed in the past, stepped through the flood, passed by the fleeing people, and finally came to a green hill that was crumbling under the tsunami.

The green grass is dense and lush, and deep in the grass, there is a tomb.

The grave is engraved - the old friend, guarding the tomb of the lonely city

In front of the tomb, a broken wooden sword was eroded and covered with wormholes......