This colourful spectacle only existed for a very short time. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, when the color faded, even the most dull mortal could clearly feel that the city in front of them was different.

It clearly has a certain kind of breath.

Something that symbolizes life.

"It's ......"

Ian muttered. He was all too familiar with this kind of aura. Because on that night just three days ago, in that small alleyway, he had also felt this exuberant breath. But such a huge scale that radiates the whole city is really beyond his imagination.

Faintly, he already knew what would happen to the city after this period of color?

He turned his head sideways, and was about to speak, but Fei'er had already said it.

"It's life. ”

"False life. ”

Ian was slightly stunned that the girl could discover the truth so quickly, and then nodded with a wry smile, and told the girl beside him all the information he had obtained three days ago.

"So that means Lilith should still be alive?"

Ian shook his head: "Losing your sense of self is no different from dying." ”

"Nope. A gleam flashed in Fei'er's eyes, and she denied: "The difference is very big. ”

"What?"

Ian was shocked, but Phil didn't immediately answer his plan, but jumped straight in the direction of the disaster.

"Let's go first!"

Seeing that the girl jumped out after dropping the words, Ian sighed softly and followed behind the girl.

He knew that the real catastrophe had quietly befallen after this wonderful spectacle. Because at this moment, the dead creatures in the Northern Regions got what they shouldn't have.

And these new students, whether concrete or abstract, are ready to move......

The quill pens leapt out of the pen holders, dipped the ink on their sides, and began to write casually on the blank paper.

The knives and forks stood quietly at the table, leaped onto the spinning plates, and danced after saluting each other.

The heavy books squeezed out of the shelves and fell to the floor, turning to the page that interested them.

The sword flew off the rack of its own accord, and after a few struggles, it was grabbed in the hands of the armor that had nothing inside.

The dead sat up in confusion and, after understanding why they had been resuscitated, shook their heads and said goodbye to the coffin.

At this moment, all the buildings opened their doors and windows, and all the roads pointed in the direction of the disaster.

Under the horrified gaze of the mortals, the dead creatures who had come to life couldn't wait to get out of their respective houses.

Because, they know, they know that there is a great celebration going on in the streets and squares of the city.

The music of life has been played.

They sing, they dance, they march on this pilgrimage.

As they passed through the long street, the tiles on the street jumped up and joined them. The houses on both sides sighed one after another, regretting that they were not yet able to leave their places and not be able to meet their "gods".

As they passed through the square, the statue of the hero broke free from the pedestal beneath its feet and leaped down to join their ranks. It yearns for freedom, and it wants to see what kind of great existence it has given it a life that it should not have.

Finally, after a long pilgrimage, they came to the end of the road and met the "gods" who gave them new life.

Around this huge black sphere, they circled around, singing, dancing, rejoicing, and shouting.

And in the end, under the horrified and inexplicable gaze of the world, all these noisy shouts were gathered into one cheering voice.

"We lived!"

"We lived!"

"We lived!"

......

Arriving at the area where the natural disaster fell, Ian and Phil quietly watched the scene in front of them for a long time.

For the mortals of the Northern Regions, this may be a great catastrophe. But for the dead things that have suddenly been reborn, this is clearly a carnival of life!

Although I had expected it in my heart, I was afraid that I would see such a strange scene. But when this scene actually appeared in front of him, Ian still felt that his imagination was too conservative after all.

Look at the colossal figure of the Scourge and the dead creatures celebrating around it. Ian shook his head, a hint of powerlessness.

"Is this a natural disaster?"

Ian muttered, thinking, no wonder the world calls this being a "scourge from heaven."

Everything in front of us seems like a farce, but when the behemoth in the center of this "stage" wakes up and gives its will, then for mortals, this farce will turn into an unimaginable disaster. Unfortunately, they probably don't have much ability to resist.

"That's right, it's a natural disaster. After hearing Ian's muttering, Phil nodded, "Even if there is no action, the fluctuations emitted by its existence itself will cause great disasters. ”

"But can anyone really kill such a monster?" Ian counted the various objects gathered at the foot of the huge ball, and smiled bitterly, "Not to mention its physical strength, such a huge size, how can you use a sword to inflict fatal damage on it, not to mention, if you want to attack it, I am afraid you must be prepared to be the enemy of the entire 'Northern Regions'." ”

He knew that the jubilant dead things in front of him were probably only a small part of the newborns, and as the natural disaster stayed longer and longer, under its influence, I was afraid that more and more things would wake up and gather together.

And now that all the streets in the Northern Regions are pointing in the same direction, no matter which direction the mortals in the city flee, they will inevitably get closer and closer to the natural disaster.

Looking up at the huge black orb, under the black hood, Fei'er's eyes showed a hint of nostalgia.

"If it's another natural disaster, maybe we really can't do anything but use that kind of power. She sighed lightly and said in a more hoarse voice, "But this one is not complete, and perhaps mortals can still have a fight." ”

"You mean...... Lilith?" Ian exclaimed, he already had an answer in mind.

"Hmm. Fei'er nodded and said, "This natural disaster was killed by you once, and the reason why it survived was nothing more than a 'false life'. As long as we can cut off the source......"

"Wait. Ian hurriedly interrupted Fei'er's words, and the bad premonition in his heart really came true, he already knew what Fei'er wanted to say next.

The source of this mental image is Lilith, and she has been devoured by this demon, and now she may have lost all consciousness, and only a few fragments of her soul are left to sustain her life, as the most important organ in the body of the Scourge, supporting its life like a vegetative person.

"Do you want to?"

"Ian. Fei'er's voice suddenly became erratic: "Are you interested in visiting the belly of the natural disaster?"