Chapter 216: Desperate Tuscanick

After explaining a few words, Wu Wei returned directly to the Sichuan capital, which is known as the country of abundance.

Wu Wei is staying in a top suite in a four-star hotel not far from the Charming Tianfu Mansion these days.

It's convenient to check the development progress of the game from time to time, and the comfort is OK, but the key is that this is the city center, and there are a lot of delicious hot pots and authentic Sichuan dishes nearby.

Wu Wei still likes spicy flavors.

It's not interesting to eat alone, and when I was about to bring an eye-catching alchemy creature to eat hot pot together, the low moaning and calling voice appeared again.

"Honorable, great being, is there anyone who can hear me。。。。。。 I'm not sick. Someone must be able to hear ... ”

Lying on the grass, this ghost voice finally appeared, and it can be heard on the earth.

Then the source of this voice is intriguing, Wu Wei did not dare to slack off, with a solemn and serious feeling, in his consciousness to respond to this call.

The voice appeared out of nowhere, with no lines at all, tracing the source of this ethereal image, sending its own meaning only by feeling.

"Who are you, and why are you calling me?"

Although this voice had a low voice twice, Wu Wei didn't dare to slack off, even if the so-called bluff had to reflect his strength, so the majestic and irresistible feeling in his voice was fully revealed, just like a naughty alchemy creature under his own hands.

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In the unknown universe, two twin planets orbiting the galaxy around the Sun of the galaxy named the Inta Gemini.

Gemini is the only two terrestrial planets in this star system.

The stars of this star system are very large and have a very wide gravitational range, but all that is captured by it are small asteroids.

And it's also very far away from other star systems, and basically the Inta twin star dominates the vast expanse here.

But these two planets are not peaceful.

Because of the orbiting relationship between each other, the gravitational effect has caused natural disasters on the two planets, and after countless years, a relatively stable and regular environment has been formed.

The tides and some monsoons on the planet, including parts of the hot and cold zones, vary far more than on Earth.

Even so, there are still many safe and stable places on the huge size of the two planets, and there are many natural creatures living here.

Both planets have developed a variety of ecosystems, and even some organisms coexist in the two planets under some special factors.

I don't know how they passed.

On a planet that is slightly larger, countless humanoid monsters with fangs and strong bodies are rushing across the plains.

They are 2 meters tall, with sparse but stiff manes on their gray-white skin, and they roar in one direction.

No, these are not simple monsters, although most of them are empty-handed, but a few of them are holding crimson rocks or thick sticks in their hands, and some key parts are also covered by animal skins.

At the edge of the plain, a huge rock fortress stood, strewn with a sparse number of humanoids.

It is very close to a human in appearance, except that it is a little thinner, and even the height is about the same.

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"They're coming again ... They are coming again ... ”

On the wall of the fortress, a man with chapped lips repeated this sentence blankly.

There were people standing around who were armed like soldiers, as well as women, children, old and weak, and basically all the people in the fortress stood on the wall.

If Wu Wei is here, he will find that the humanoid races on these fortresses are really, very human-like, but each of them is relatively handsome, and the eyes are all green or silver, but unfortunately the ears are still round, otherwise they can be said to be elves.

Only some of them wore armor, and their weapons were spears over three meters long, except for a few slashing cold weapons that resembled swords.

All the "people" pursed their lips, and fear overwhelmed the will to fight.

"Why don't you agree that we ran away from behind before!

A soldier fed up with the oppressive black line approaching on the horizon and shouted at the obvious commander in the distance.

There were also many people on the side who followed along with the questioning and vented their despair in their hearts.

The commander stopped the guards who were about to shout and walked to the most conspicuous front himself.

"We've come to the last moment of destruction, and even if we escape from this fortress, where will you go?"

The commander's tone, which had always been calm, was also gloomy.

"And, as soon as you get out of the fortress, you will soon be caught up and eaten, isn't this kind of thing rare in the past years?"

Everyone was silent, not thinking that the commander had a point, but no matter what he said, no matter how he reasoned, all this was meaningless.

Tuscanic is about to perish, and perhaps the last living Tuscanik in the world is already in this fortress.

Some people held tears and looked nostalgically at the beautiful companion planets in the sky, the warm sun outside the sky, and the grass and trees on the plains.

More than ten years ago, the world was still full of Tuscanic, I don't know when it began, this kind of monster called the Desolate Beast Clan appeared, their physique is amazing, the ferocity is amazing, and the reproductive ability is even more amazing.

From the discovery to the attention it received, in just a few years, Tuscanik was powerless to resist.

Now, it is on the verge of extinction.

Tuscanik, in its ethnic language, means the spirit of prayer, and various versions of legend have different interpretations of this name.

In terms of religious and inheritance customs, every important city will build a terrace at the highest point, similar to the ancient Chinese altar.

Tuscanic believes that sincere prayers can communicate with great beings in the depths of the outer worlds, and thus attain the power of happiness.

Of course, there has never been a success story in the historical record, and it's more just an extra holiday for Tuscatnik.

However, some self-made myths and stories will show scenes of praying for the power of the gods on the terrace at a critical juncture.

But that's really made up, because Tuscanik has a story society, and the source of each story can be traced from ancient times to the present day in terms of the author and the context in which it was created, that is, it is all reverie.

The only mystery may be the name "Tuscanic".

On the eve of this demise, a Tuscanik knelt on the top of the terrace.

She is neither the king of the Tuscanic clan, nor does she have noble blood, she is just an ordinary girl, or a girl who is still pregnant with the plot of middle school.

During the great exodus of recent years, the girl fled Tibet with the fugitive Tuscanic, passing through cities and fortresses and witnessing their fall.

Her companions changed in batches, most of them dying on the way, and she was lucky enough to escape to the last stronghold of the Plains of Hope Fortress.

Her name is Nilua, and she is considered a madman.

Because she claimed a few years ago that she could convey her demands to the infinite reaches of the void through the Prayer Terrace.

She tried again and again, but never got a response.

People's attitude towards her quickly changed from palpitations at the beginning to suspicion, and in the end, she was pitiful, and she was not the only one who was driven crazy.

But the world is so desperate that who cares about a madman.

With the number of beasts rushing over this time, the fortress will not last until dark, and the key is that all Tuscanics have lost the will to resist.

Others looked at the tall prayer terrace, the emaciated figure who hadn't eaten for days.

Perhaps they still have this illusion in their hearts, and it is better to die with this fantasy than to be completely desperate.

Prayer on the terrace.

Nilua's throat was dry, tears were running down her face, and she was dazed as she prayed for the day, and perhaps Tuscanick's last prayer.

"Honorable, great being, is there anyone who can hear me。。。。。。 I'm not sick. Someone must be able to hear ... ”

As she had been for several years, she knew that the "voice" was transmitted, and she had this firm intuition, but there was no response, and this transmission was very draining of her already weak spirit.

The body swayed.

Fall, fall, fall and don't have to face despair...

Boom~ There seems to be a violent roar in the depths of my soul!

"Who are you, and why are you calling me?"

PS: Ah~~ The National Day is going to pass, and the double monthly pass is also going to pass, and it seems too late to ask for it now... I also blame me for being busy with work on National Day. . .

But for a book like mine, it doesn't seem to have much to do with it.。。。 Thank you for your support!