The world is coming to an end.

Huai Shi has never experienced this before.

He looked up and saw a flurry of snowflakes falling from the sky and onto his nose — and soon, a layer of ash.

It was a tiny speck of dust that was hard to see with the naked eye.

Pitch black snow.

From a week ago, black snow fell from the sky, and it has continued until now, like the ashes of a furnace after something has burned out.

Until everything is completely covered.

It's like adding soil to a coffin after a funeral, burying everything without hurry.

Now that Huai Shi raised his head, he could see that under the white sky, the earth had become pitch black.

On the pitch-black earth, a curling mist slowly rose.

There was a faint laugh from behind.

Huai Shi continued to walk forward in surprise, following the direction of the wind, beside him, the appearance of a village faintly appeared in the mist, and in the gentle firelight, a vague figure beckoned to him, signaling him to go over and come closer.

Huai Shi glanced back, the mist wailed, shattered, and the illusion dissipated.

He has seen too many hallucinations like this in the past two days, and the whole world seems to have completely turned into this unpleasant hanging after being covered in ashes.

Every place seems to be a strange trap and cage, waiting to be caught in the net.

Then he was run over by Huai Shi straight.

Not a single tile is left.

However, there seem to be many people who run over like this.

In the process of advancing, Huai Shi's footsteps paused, and he saw the huge ravines around him and a deep imprint.

When he climbed a mountain beam and looked down, he saw that the ravines several meters deep were actually full of regular marks, as if they were ...... Huge ruts like them.

But even the marks of ruts are a bit too big.

It was as if a city had put on its tracks and wheels and passed by slowly, against the wind, towards the south.

Huai Shi tried to look up at where the ruts were, but saw nothing, and it was obvious that they had been here for a long time. But even the endless snow could not drown out the traces they had left.

After discovering this, Huai Shi suddenly became a little happy for some reason.

Even a sign of destruction cannot drown out the traces of what once existed.

Something must be left behind.

Even wreckage and ruins are good.

That's proof that life existed.

He continued on his way, the wind blowing behind him.

Anyway, there are no main quests to do now, and it's as if he's wandering around in a sandbox game after beating the level.

Aimless.

He's been walking in this direction for the last week, because the wind has been blowing since the beginning of the week when the snow is falling.

At first, you couldn't feel any air currents from a long distance, but the more you moved in the direction of the air flow, the more violent the wind became.

The sky is covered with black snow, and it is completely impossible to see the road ahead.

He wanted to know where the winds were blowing.

Anyway, being idle is idle, so why don't you exercise? So Huai Shi simply and decisively went on the road, and as soon as he left, he walked for a week......

After seeing the marks of the ruts, he walked forward again.

At the end, the wind behind it was already like a natural disaster, and huge stones continued to fly up and were swept into the air.

And Huai Shi still continued to move forward as if nothing happened.

It's like a planetary engine in a certain work, when hungry, it gnaws on stones, crunchy, and hungry.

He can dig a hole directly from this side of the mountain when he eats a meal now, and he can take care of it for a long time after eating a meal, but in fact, ...... It seems that there is no problem if you don't eat it.

If you're thirsty...... When he is thirsty, he doesn't know what to do.

Because water sources have been getting harder and harder to find lately. But after the last time he drank the whole lake in one go, he never felt thirsty again, and he didn't feel dry at all.

And it was getting bigger and bigger, and by the end, he had lost his sense of his size.

The wind didn't move at all, it looked like a small mountain, and the highest mountain range around it seemed to him to be as high as a wall, and he could climb over it with just two pulls.

I didn't see anything bigger than myself.

With every step, the earth roared loudly, and many of the mountains collapsed on their own as he approached, and more often than not, he needed to be careful and light-footed, otherwise he would sink into the ground.

"Isn't that a little unscientific?"

Huai Shi turned around and asked the souls who were singing hymns in their bare backs: "You won't break through the atmosphere in the end, will you?" But then again, do you have such a thing as an atmosphere here? The sky is infinitely high, and you don't even have the concept of outer space......

"Holy!"

The spirits of the lizards sang in unison.

Huai Shi scratched her head and asked, "Do you have any clue?"

"Holy!"

The deceased praised passionately.

"......" Huai Shi's dog head twitched, and couldn't help but sigh: "Do you want to say anything else besides the saint?"

"Holy, holy, holy!"

The souls in the bare back sang more and more fanatically, as if they were inspired by Huai Shi, which made Huai Shi extremely weak.

“...... Okay, you can continue to sing, and you can still be a BGM, right? ”

Today, the consciousness and soul of all the lizardmen are contained in the shell of Huaishi, and their essentia runs in Huaishi's blood.

In short, Huai Shi is like a small box, containing the last consciousness of the lizard people...... It's a strange analogy, but it's always true.

Their consciousness is sleeping in the bones of Huai Shi, and the remaining instincts and beliefs have turned into this light wheel, always praising the holiness and greatness of Huai Shi.

It's whimsical to expect them to respond, and it's good to be able to sing a song to yourself.

At least it's a little loud, and it's not too lonely.

Listening to the lizardman's single cycle like this, Huai Shi continued to move forward.

Until finally, he finally stopped.

Raise your head and gaze at the sky in the distance.

Well, he finally knew where the winds were going...... In the sky, a big hole was broken.

All the air drained from the great rift, and disappeared into the unknown darkness.

Huai Shi tried to throw a piece of iron over there, but after the piece of iron flew into it, it quickly dissipated, and finally the feeling of being transmitted back was an extreme emptiness and coldness, and nothing could exist in it.

It is conceivable that if the air continues at this rate, the whole world will soon become a vacuum, right?

Just as he stood there scratching his head, he saw a little light shining above the sky through the layers of black snow.

The stars seem to have gotten a little bigger.

And then, a little bigger, a little bigger......

It wasn't until the end that Huai Shi finally reacted and her eyes widened in shock.

He finally understood.

- That's the stars falling.

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Four days later, the flaming six-winged immortal bird descended from the sky and landed on the parched desert to see Hydra waiting here.

"Didn't you say you were waiting for me by the sea?" asked the immortal bird, puzzled.

"That's what I said. ”

Hydra's nine heads replied with a blank face: "Two days ago, this was the seaside." ”

"......" The immortal bird was silent for a long time, and asked in a dry voice, "What do you want to show me?"

"Follow me. ”

Hydra turned his massive body and walked slowly towards the depths of the parched ocean.

They walked forward for three days and then stopped in front of the massive mountain of steel.

The rough black iron fell from the sky, smashed a whale's skeleton, and then crushed an unknown number of barnacles and corals, leaving a deep ravine in the seabed, and then wedged deep into the shattered seabed.

On top of the huge iron block, there was still a trace of faint blue fire burning slowly, like a candle in the wind.

"Aren't you going to see the falling stars?"

Hydra raised his tail and pointed at it, and said in the undead bird's ugly face, "This is the ......"

In the distance, in the dry seabed like a desert, I don't know how many large and small pieces of iron have sunk into the mud and sand, and I can no longer see the once solemn and glorious appearance.

This is the final destination of the stars.

"Gather everyone. ”

After a long silence, the six-winged immortal bird spread its huge wings and soared into the air: "This is not something that can be solved by one person......

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Huai Shi stood among the black snowflakes that had stopped falling.

This should be the edge of the Land of Mist, where he was once immersed in illusions, and even he fought the landlord here with two buddies who don't know where he came from.

But now, there's nothing left here.

There was only a dead silence.

In the deepest part of the dissipating fog, Huai Shi found several skeletons nestled together with each other. Before the end came, they had already embraced each other and slept together.

Liberation from fear and despair.

Huai Shi stood there blankly, for a long, long time, raised the tip of his tail, dug a pit for them, carefully put them in here, and covered them with dirt.

Because she didn't know their names, Huai Shi didn't even know how to erect a tombstone for them.

"I was going to bring you with me......"

Huai Shi scratched his head, sighed gloomily, turned to leave, and after a few steps, he turned back and thanked sincerely: "Thank you for the stew." ”

No one responded.

In the curling mist, the old silhouette of a cat grandmother seemed to emerge, waved at him, and disappeared again.

Huai Shi didn't know where to go.

It was as if the whole world was ending.

Along the way, he didn't see anything alive at all, only to find decadence and distortion in the increasingly serious depth index.

The whole world is slowly dying, as if it had truly become an afterlife.

It became hell.

And just as Huai Shi was pondering, he felt the sky above him tremble slightly.

He thought it was a hallucination, and the sky shook again.

When he looked up, he saw that in the very center of the sky, the light of the large fireball was rapidly decaying...... Like an old light bulb, it struggled to shine twice.

Extinguished.

The world was plunged into darkness.

The sun is gone.

Huai Shi opened her mouth wide.

He began to congratulate himself on the fact that he had a huge light bulb with him.