Do you want to survive in a cold, damp cave with only a faint light, or do you want to fly freely under the vast sky?

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This is the tenth time Kerr has left the Vault, but the sky still feels oppressive.

All around is a world of devastating spirits that are constantly eating away at the land and the creatures that live on it. It's like the winds of destruction in myths and stories that blow back from the sealed Gauss Mountains to rebaptize the world.

Beneath a hill that has been eroded and sandified, a piece of yellow sand suddenly sinks like quicksand, revealing a blue-black stone wall hidden deep underneath.

From the outside, red light seeped out of the gradually opening stone slabs like flowing water.

Kerr looked up at the outside world. The cold wind poured in him caused the boy to gently rub the crow-shaped pendant that hung around his neck—the only relic his parents had left for him, a crow-like amulet.

The strange pattern drawn on the amulet is like a white crow chasing a piece of darkness, and it is like a color palette where darkness and hope are accidentally knocked over, with indescribable weirdness and absurdity.

However, it is indeed their last relic. It is also the last proof that they are still by his side.

The sometimes tyrannical, sometimes calm wind suddenly blew Kerr's shoulder-length black hair, revealing a pair of deep eyes and a beard that had just emerged on either side of the chin, giving the young boy a mature charm.

The perturbating wind sent Grave into deep thought.

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No matter how far you go, the sky is black. Yes...... Black, oppressive, without a trace of light entering the sky.

God War, a super-large war that covers the entire world, gods and gods suddenly declare war on each other without warning, after the start of this war, the weak gods are eliminated like animals in the forest that follow the laws of the jungle, in this super huge battle, the originally calm demon spirits are repeatedly washed by desperate souls, causing violent elemental turmoil, and the demon spirits polluted by despair form a huge "pollution" These devastating demons gathered together and gradually rose under the action of the elemental vacuum to form a huge cloud, blocking the entry of sunlight, and the corrosiveness attached to it continued to cause irreversible damage to the creatures living on this land.

As the level of the gods continued to rise, all the gods threw all their possessions into this damn meat grinder, like gamblers who suddenly went crazy.

The huge negative emotions generated by the dead gods and living beings are constantly replenished into the "clouds" that are constantly spreading overhead. Until the fragile ecosystem of the atmosphere is thus squeezed and exploded, so that the pervasive darkness covers the world.

The "Dark Age" suddenly descended without warning, and the sky, which had been a little gray, suddenly became viscous and dark like ink, and panic swept the whole world.

It was only then that the living beings remembered the warnings given to the world by the wise men who had been burned at the stake by fanatical religious elements for tarnishing the glory of God.

The sudden arrival of darkness exacerbated the already unstable situation, not only the dying creatures, but also the living after the panic began, and the already distorted demons became even more chaotic, triggering this "dark age" that covered almost the entire world.

Suddenly, the sky was devoid of sunlight, and some of the ignorant creatures knelt down in fear and prayed for the sun to appear. As everyone knows, he is one of the culprits who make the sky dark.

Ironically, these pious prayers made the sun god, who had "light" as his priestly position, even more powerful.

But the world is not dark even though it is not shining with sunlight. In the air, the ubiquitous demon spirits emitted a faint light, billions of them that once served as a barrier between the soul and matter in this world.

But now, even more ironically, the demon spirit, the accomplice who plunged the world into darkness, has instead become the light of the world.

Nowadays, it's too late. It's as if the world has been veiled with darkness everywhere, and has become a monster that has been twisting all the time.

However, although darkness has descended on the world, the world is not monotonous. You must know that as the most basic energy spirit subunit in this continent, the demon spirit can not only be used to describe magic, but also to measure light.

The light emitted by a single demon spirit is almost invisible to the naked eye, but thousands or even hundreds of millions of demon spirits gather together to emit different light, making the world both colorful and dangerous in the absence of light.

Now, at every moment, the world is constantly changing, like a dye vat used by the Creator to paint, except for the main color of gray.

The black sky is set against a variety of strange light sources, revealing a morbid beauty.

In the current situation of demonic riots. Even a large enough stone can emit a yellow halo after being eroded by enough earth-attribute demon spirits. All sorts of colors mingle together, like a poisonous snake – beautiful and deadly.

Here, never trust your eyes. There are more natural, unnatural mirages than can be imagined. Perhaps in the next step, the seemingly flat ground will turn into an abyss. Danger will always strike you a fatal blow where you can't imagine it.

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Kerr crouched gently on the sand, a few vigorous weeds still growing unyieldingly even in such a difficult environment, they were not only the only green in the sand, but also the evidence of Kerr in this dark world to understand the morning, noon and afternoon of the day as the old mage recounted.

I really have to sigh at the adaptability of the creatures.

At the beginning of the darkness, chaos was even more terrible than divine warfare...... Cannibalism, a super-exodus of refugees from several countries, and a civil war of races started by careerists...... But everything was suppressed by a single voice.

Because, God sent him to the world, and he only insisted on one word - "kill".

After thirty years of gunfire, the ubiquitous darkness seemed to have become a part of life and culture, and even Ker, who had just finished rectifying spells and was only now in contact with the talismans, knew how to draw talismans to expel the demons of chaos.

Therefore, predators still adhere to the habit of hunting in the past, and "leaving early and returning late" is still useful for industrious predators.

Kerr carefully chewed the water from the grass roots, and the spicy bitter water flowed from it and irritated his mouth. The young man swallowed all the grass roots and pus in his mouth with a blank face. Race against hungry wolves, the more things you have in your stomach, and the more you will be lucky.

It's just an hour after the afternoon, and the pus in the grass roots is the most abundant at this time. At the same time, it is also the time when the predators who have just finished predation are the most relaxed.

"Let's go, there's nothing we can hunt around here. Everyone followed me to the Great Gobi, hoping that there would still be some grass antelopes left there and give them to us. ”

Kerr beckoned slightly to gather the team together, and pointed to the saline land looming in the distance. The flying black hair reflected his back, showing the courage and maturity that did not belong to this age.

"Everyone, go ahead, we need to get home before sunset. ”

Suffering is really a melting pot for exercising people. There are only finished products, or broken bones.