Beneath the faint dome of the sky with a hint of blood, the earth was devastated.

It was as if huge cracks leading to the abyss crisscrossed the ground, and compared to them, even if they were as large as the current Huai Shi, they were just a tiny speck of dust.

And with the crisscrossing of the rift valleys, a huge mountain has been completely divided.

It's like a cake that kindergarten children drink too much vodka to share, it's just a mess, and it doesn't conform to the common sense of geography at all.

On the broken mountain peak at the forefront of Huai Shi is the royal capital in the mouth of the lizard monk.

But here's the thing - in addition to the heavily guarded royal capitals, there are also fortresses built on other high mountains that are completely different from their royal capitals, but at the same time full of gloomy and cold atmosphere.

It's like ...... It's the same as confronting each other.

Huai Shi could even see the brown blood stains that had been left behind after the layers of the walls had dried up.

Far away, a rancid smell came from the deep valley, and I don't know how many corpses decompose to emit such a strong stench, which made Huai Shi more and more uncomfortable.

"That's also the royal capital. ”

The monk's serpentine eyes revealed unspeakable hatred: "The royal capital of the unbelievers, the lair of heretics, is the gathering place of the devil on earth...... One day, those sinners will be destroyed in the thunder of divine punishment!"

“...... Your god is quite creative. ”

Huai Shi climbed onto a mound and looked up into the distance, almost amused.

Those royal capitals were all built on the edge of the abyssal rifts, relying on the location to build fortresses, and then confronting each other with heavy guards.

Now it seems that those cracks are the signs of the division of territory between countries and countries, right?

But where did so many little geniuses who moved the royal capital to the border and transformed it into a military fortress come from? The Son of Heaven is not such a law-abiding person guarding the country, is he?

It's like I can't wait to get up every morning and do a wave of royal driving before going to the toilet.

Figure what?

It's just faulty.

It seems that I don't know how many years have passed since it was established.

One of the six cities has now been completely decayed, collapsed, and reduced to ruins, while the other five are still hostile to each other.

Standing dozens of kilometers away, Huai Shidu could already smell all kinds of smells wafting from there.

The taste of the beast.

I don't know how many explorers are now in those cities, waiting for the battle for eternity to begin.

"How many of them are open?" asked Huai Shi.

"There are about five of them on the surface. ”

Fu Yi glanced at the minimap: "One is on this side, three are on the left, and one is on the opposite side......"

"It's nice to have permission dogs. ”

Huai Shi took a sip of lemon and glanced at the fanatical monk: "Let's go, lead the way ahead...... Didn't you say His Majesty wanted to see me?"

"Please come with me. ”

The monk picked up the incense burner and walked towards the lonely city on the high mountain.

.

The entire royal capital is actually filled with a strange smell.

From the moment I stood in front of the narrow gate and looked up at the towering walls, I felt an incomprehensible bewilderment in this almost absurd Gothic style.

- It's all bad like this, why hasn't your big lizard country died yet?

Beneath the cold walls and sharp spires, a gloomy and sharp shadow cast over a numb face.

Every pair of eyes that could still be opened were bloodshot, and when they stared at Huai Shi, they were frenzied and joyfully uncomfortable.

When Huai Shi walked into the city, no one was afraid that the evil beasts on this avenue would devour him, but he couldn't wait to crawl on the ground, pleading for the gift of the great spirit.

The sound of coughing, moaning, and screaming in the distance.

And, rancid smell.

Pedestrians were so sparse that it was almost an empty city, but the strange sounds coming from behind the walls were a hundred times more crowded than the pedestrians on the streets today.

It's as if there are more dying people who are unwilling to make their own voices.

Fear, insecurity, pain and despair.

Incomprehensible frenzy.

Prayer.

The clear, indistinct, hoarse, or high-pitched voices converged in one place, chanting in unison the sacred texts in the cold and gloomy sound of the bells.

As she walked up the stairs that seemed to climb to the sky, Huai Shi felt that the rancid smell was getting stronger and stronger.

It's a strange feeling, as if you're stepping into the decomposing corpse of a giant beast.

The smell of decay is everywhere.

"It's too much. Fu Yi whispered, "Are you like this at the border and in hell?"

"Fart, there's an amusement park in hell, it's fun, you know, there's not a single person who goes to the Evil Spirit Castle and jumps past Di without giving us a thumbs up!"

Huai Shi felt that at this time, as the prince of paradise, he had to stand up and give his work unit a name, but Fu Yi didn't believe it at all.

He was about to say something more when he heard a roar.

It was the loud sound of the palace door opening.

The heavy rocks rubbed against each other, and the solemn faces on the countless reliefs seemed to open their mouths and roar, singing carols in unison. The scent of smoke that was so rich that Huaishi's sense of smell was uncomfortable, overwhelming them......

Fu Yi, on the other hand, said that he had not smelled anything and had not been affected at all.

Just reminded him that the map showed a huge red reaction in front of him that the system panel of the Astronomical Society couldn't analyze at all, so he should be careful.

With the opening of the heavy palace gates, Huai Shi drove all the way in, and even the guards didn't see a few at all, only a few rickety figures shrouded in armor stood in the corner, and the sound of wheezing and coughing was so fine.

The next moment, everyone fell down together, and there would be no surprises in Huaishi.

Until the end, Huai Shi finally met His Majesty the King in the gorgeous and solemn hall of the past...... It's just that everything is different from what he thought.

What was once gorgeous has now faded and decayed, and the solemn and cold atmosphere has become uncomfortable and depressing.

In the midst of the hoarse chants of the monks, Huai Shi smelled the rancid stench coming from behind the curtains.

It was a dilapidated smell that no amount of solemn hymns and fragrant incense could hide......

The high throne was covered with gray gauze and silk, and the dust on it made it doubtful that the palace had not washed its curtains since it had been decorated.

Even more concerning was the emaciated silhouette of the throne, and the faint and hoarse moans that seemed to be whispering.

It's like talking.

But he couldn't hear it clearly.

Only the old priests prostrate under the throne bowed respectfully and listened, and for a long time, the aging chief priest raised his cloudy eyes and looked at the behemoth of Huai Shi at the foot of the steps.

"Your Majesty expresses your heartfelt gratitude and appreciation for your coming, and admires your jealous character and righteous indignation against the unclean. ”

"......" Huai Shi was dumbfounded.

Are you all translators?

But don't bluff me, the king just coughed a few times and took a few breaths, how can you translate it so long?

He raised his eyelids in astonishment, for fear that this old man would suddenly tell himself after a while: I'm sorry, I don't understand what the king is saying, just a few blind handfuls.

After the curtain was lowered, the groans on the throne sounded again, and the chief priest grinned and raised his hands proudly: "My emperor is happy!"

"My Emperor Loves !!"

At the bottom of the steps, the prostrate priests shouted excitedly.

Okay, I'm happy to have such a big battle, are you afraid that people won't know that you're happy?

"The battle for eternity is about to begin, and the great spirits with divine will would like you to rest in the temple for the time being, like the other great spirits. ”

The chief priest continued: "It is your destiny to play a role in this war of righteousness and divine will, and as for all else, there is no need to worry about anything.

We will offer you all the food and water you will be able to recharge your batteries and bring the eternal war to a close to which God's will lies. ”

After speaking, he paused, as if listening to the groan behind the curtain, and then said in a solemn voice: "At that time, the strongest spirit will be on the altar and merge with the noble holy body of the gods!"

With his fanatical shout, the heavy silk curtain that hung down slowly opened to the sides under the pull of the long hooks of the attendants.

And Huai Shi finally got a glimpse of the holy relics enshrined in the incense on the towering altar behind the throne.

It represents the proof that the gods once existed.

A shriveled and decaying broken pupil.

Only the size of a fist.

Rifts all over the place.

Like a shattered glass marble, the scarlet hue of it almost spilled out of the scar and turned into a thin line that snaked down the altar.

That's where the great, unidentified red reaction comes from.

Just staring, he felt the stinging pain in his eyes, the scales of Huai Shi rubbing in pain, and the ancient gaze was squeezing his consciousness and soul, forcing him to bow down in front of the noble holy body.

But what made him more concerned was the rickety and old king on the throne in front of the altar.

Why isn't he dead yet?

Whoever sees the king should feel that way from the first moment.

Decay has become like that, has it all begun to rot, right? But on the shriveled and stiff body, one pupil covered with shadows still stubbornly opens.

Even if the eyes are already dark.

It looked like a dried corpse.

But from the altar of the Holy Body, a line of viscous and subtle blood slowly swam and landed on his body, maintaining his life with divine power.

The pain that made him senseless seemed to last for eternity.

The unsightly aberration had entangled itself in every part of his body, but he was still breathing, moaning, and experiencing the pain of existence.

Alienated bones burst out of his skull, adorned with jewel-like mold, forming a deformed crown from his head.

Beneath the old and discolored silk garment, on the shriveled chest like a skeleton, the heart was still beating stubbornly.

With the hard rhythm of his pulse, the veins that had grown from his body sank into the throne behind him, and the rocks had spread like the roots of a tree to the deepest part of the city, enveloping the entire cold and gloomy king.

Connecting him to the city.

The weak breath is like spider silk, pulling the strength of Wan Jun, desperately maintaining the last lifeblood of this country.

Huai Shi finally understood why this city could still survive so many calamities.

"Please...... Great Spirit, ......"

On the throne, the dying but immortal king struggled to evoke an ugly smile, and finally let out a hoarse voice from his moans.

"Please give me ...... Give this country ......"

"Final Redemption and Deliverance ......"