Chapter 22: Darkness Descends

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Jin Li's face was gloomy and about to drip down, a pair of brows were furrowed tightly, and the haze in his eyes was so dense that it almost covered his pupils.

The slender fingertips of the five fingers under the white robe kept circling, the milky white light trembled, and the slight blood stains mixed between the palm prints were carefully purified.

At his feet, a bearded head was casually tossed aside, and there was no scar on the skull, but from the distorted face and relieved eyes, you could see what kind of pain the owner of the head had suffered during his lifetime.

Can I avenge you?

Jin Li took out a bloodstained strip of cloth and held it in his hand, his knuckles turned white and trembled slightly.

"Xiao Jingjing, where are you?"

Between the blue sky, white clouds and green water, the silver-haired old man shouted while walking with a cane, his face was full of doting smiles, and a white tiger with two wings on his back followed her unhurriedly, with a big mouth and a big mouth, very lazy.

"Patriarch, come out to find Xiao Jingjing again. ”

A middle-aged man in animal skin put away the farm tools in his hand and said to the old man with a smile.

The old man smiled and nodded, "Yes." The boy didn't know where he had gone. ”

"I saw Xiao An running over there just now, or you go over there to have a look, you also know that Xiao An is not an ordinary sticky to Xiao Jingjing. ”

The man pointed to the large forest to the north and quipped to the old man.

"Yes, Xiao An, this kid is really good to Xiao Jingjing. The old man nodded, said goodbye to the man, and walked slowly towards the forest, the white tiger hanging behind the old man.

In the forest, the bright sunlight casts large dappled shadows through the layers of leaves, the breeze flows, and the rustling sound is like a mother's whisper, calm and peaceful.

The little girl in animal skin crossed her waist, and her cute smiling face like a bun was puffed up, and she yelled at the tree: "You come down." ”

The boy rubbed his ears painfully, closed the book in his hand, and said dissatisfiedly: "Xiao An, can you not bother me, you are very annoying." ”

"Don't. Xiao An twisted her head, two bubbles of tears swirled in her big eyes, she pursed her mouth, and said with a crying voice: "I want to tell grandma to go, you said you hate me." ”

"Hey. The boy sighed helplessly, like an adult, his slender fingers rubbed his eyebrows, and his eyes as pure as night looked at the mottled shadows on the book irritably.

"You know the complaint. ”

"Whoever asks you to talk about me, I'll sue, huh. ”

Xiao An stomped his feet, looked unhappy, and said loudly, "I'll go tell grandma now." ”

"Oh, what is Ann going to tell Grandma?" said the old man as he came out of the woods.

"Grandma. ”

Xiao An screamed happily, rushed into the old man's arms like the wind, the old man patted Xiao An's head dotingly, and asked with a smile: "What do you want to tell grandma? Is Xiao Jingjing bullying you again." ”

When the boy saw the old man, he put the book aside, jumped down, opened his hand, caught the little tiger that was rushing over, and said to the old man, "Grandma, can you not call me Xiao Jingjing." ”

"Hmph, I'll call you Xiao Jingjing, Xiao Jingjing, Xiao Jingjing. Xiao An nestled in the old man's arms and proudly stuck out his tongue at the boy.

The old man lovingly stroked Xiao An's head, and said to the boy with a smile, "Then what do you want grandma's name?"

"Jin Li. ”

Jin Li?

Jin Li!

Jin Li

"Knock Knock Knock"

His heart beat violently like a drum, a sharp pain like suffocation struck violently, one hand pressed his chest, and waves of intense retching appeared, he couldn't help bending down, but what he saw was endless darkness.

"Jin Li, what's wrong with you?"

Moye grabbed Jin Li, who was about to fall into the canyon, and asked with concern, his eyes were clear, no longer the blood color that wanted to devour people, and the emerald green light armor on his body was delicate. The longbow was slung cross-body behind his back, and a short dagger was stuck at his waist, obscured by emerald green hair.

Jin Li waved his hand, pushed Moye's hand away, and tried to stand up straight, suppressing the almost disgusting nausea in his body, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, it's just, your face"

Earthworm-like spread and twisted scars, three hideous and terrible wounds, and the bright red flesh turned out, revealing the pink white bones underneath.

"I'm fine. Jin Li waved his hand again, signaling that he was okay, he raised his head and looked at the dusky sunset in the distance, the orange warm light shone on his face, and a slight itch came from the wound, but it was fleeting,

The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it is just near dusk, and beautiful things always do not last long, just like this ray of sunset, just like the past years.

"What about Bailey. ”

"Here it is. ”

Moyer took out a silver-white grass, Jin Li's eyes were slightly condensed, this was the first time he saw Bailey grass, the bright red stripes on the grass flakes outlined snowflakes, which looked delicate and extremely cold, it seemed to be the ultimate combination of beauty and evil.

"Pretty. Moyer sighed and said: "Only the creator of the world can create such a beautiful thing, the blood of the orcs represents strong life, and the frost of the far north represents cruel despair, despair and life"

"Enough. ”

Jin Li interrupted Mo Ye's words and glanced at the sinking sunset in the distance, "Just get it." ”

He turned his back, left the sneering Moyer, walked to a shadow under the canyon, and sat down, ignoring the dirt and dust on the ground, with his chin propped in his hands, and stared at the few ants that appeared at his feet in a daze.

There were more and more ants, attacking their food-the headless corpse, the fine sound sounded, like a silkworm gnawing on mulberry leaves, rustling, in the sound of the wind whistling, even more creepy, a grain of sand-sized flesh was separated from the corpse, neatly passed to the rear, the large swarm of ants suddenly busy, coming and going between the burrow and the corpse.

Legs, buttocks, stomachs, and breasts were torn apart, muscles were severed, and pale bones were exposed to the air. I know how long it took, even the bones were removed from their places one by one, and only a large pile of internal organs remained on the ground.

The blue-purple is the liver, the miserable white is the lungs, the yellow-green is the spleen, and the reddish-purple heart still exudes heat, a bunch of swollen large intestines are lying across it, viscous liquid is ticking, and the yellow-brown solid slides out of the large intestine, "snapping" on the ground, and is swept up into the sky by the cyan wind. There's a subtle smell in the air.

Jin Li's eyes became more and more black, so heavy that he could barely breathe, and he turned around from his fugue, and he looked at the sky, where it was dim.

Just like many years ago, the ink stained the despair of the mountains and forests.

Jin Li shuddered violently, and the memory was like a huge monster, devouring him whole.

"No!"

Sticky darkness spreads from the horizon, devouring the earth, rivers, and trees, and the life is cut off, the earth is barren, and huge cracks open their mouths from far and near, engulfing all the creatures that fall into it.

The beasts were terrified, the birds were screaming, the sky was full of weeping, and the great expanse of light became filthy and turned into darkness.

Fear, despair, unwillingness, and the apocalyptic aura of destruction continued to rise, and the sky was broken, like an abyss opening its mouth, enjoying the blood and food of living beings.

Hundreds of black figures emerged from the darkness, ghostly figures shuttling between heaven and earth.

"Who disturbs the purity of my people?"

Silver filaments flying, golden armor shines brightly, a trace of divine light beating, the momentum of the nine days of coercion is surging, hard to resist the invasion of darkness, a whole body of bronze cast god seat rises from behind, bronze sitting, mountains and rivers, birds, beasts, flowers and birds, lifelike, behind the copper seat, a wisdom tree towers into the clouds, throughout the entire back.

The old man sat down slowly, his hands raised flat, a pure white book appeared in the air, the dense veins tightly locked the pages, and a pair of branded wings bloomed with milky white holy light, dispelling all fear and repelling the darkness ahead.

"Sodamia, the Book of Wisdom. ”

The darkness boiled instantly, like the tide of the sea, wave after wave, pushing in all directions, a huge skeleton appeared in the darkness, and in an instant, the ghost cried wolf, whimpered and wailed, the ghost head cried, and countless grimaces climbed out of the skeleton's eye sockets, children, men, women, and old people.

The miserable green ghost fire "buzzed" and ignited, the wails were earth-shattering, and the grimaces were struggling and hissing.

"It hurts"

"It hurts, it hurts."

"It hurts"

"It hurts"

Grim voices, distorted faces, and feeble roars turned into a handful of ashes in the miserable green ghostly fire.

"Quack old thing, hand over the book of wisdom. ”

The skeleton stared at the book in the sky, and the two bones ran up and down with a screeching sound.

The old man looked at this scene coldly, put his hand on the top of the book, the lines seemed to come to life, and spread along the old man's hand to her arm, "Stand down, my clan doesn't want to care about dark and light things, and I won't care, my clan has its own mission." ”

"Quack, this is not up to you, the Divine Seat of Light is about to withdraw from the stage, the darkness is about to sweep the world, the abyss is about to open its cracks, and the light will be completely destroyed, how can your clan live in a corner and be alone. ”

"What does the light have to do with my clan, and what does the life and death of that false god have to do with my clan. ”

The old man's voice was indifferent and emotionless, and he didn't care about the life and death of the light in his words.

"Quack, in that case, hand over the book of wisdom, and I will withdraw from here. ”

"Hmph. ”

The old man snorted coldly, and the scorching light erupted from the book of wisdom, and an illusory tree of wisdom stretched out its body in the light, with slender branches, lush leaves, and golden fruits of wisdom hanging among the trees, and endless truths swirling in it, and the wisdom of heaven and earth seemed to gather here in an instant, making people greedy.

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