Perhaps the projection of Yudai Mountain was too stable, and after more than half an hour, the projection of Jianmu that penetrated the sky and the earth slowly dissipated with the collapse of the holy stigma.

Experiencing the feeling of Shao Si Ming and the return of the Bone Sanctuary, Huai Shi couldn't help but want to cry.

Not impressed.

It's so uncomfortable......

It was as if he had been kicked into the gas chamber after getting used to the fresh air, and it was difficult to breathe.

Originally, the genealogy of the Kingdom of Heaven was too sensitive to the record of events itself, not to mention that Huai Shi still had the Book of Destiny on his body, and the history left in hell would almost instinctively entangle his soul.

This intense vertigo was even more intense than before.

At the moment of recovery, Huai Shi stumbled, and darkness appeared in front of him.

Fall into nightmarish hallucinations again.

"It's just one last step. ”

A figure with a pipe leaned over, his face blurred as if smiling: "Soon, hell will become heaven...... True power will be born in your hands and will never be extinguished. ”

He stretched out his hand and offered redemption to Huai Shi in the quagmire.

But when Huai Shi clenched that palm, what she felt was not happiness and peace, but indescribable...... Despair.

At that moment, I fell into an even deeper abyss.

Countless twisted limbs wrapped around him, pulling him downwards and toward darker places.

"Please help me......"

The hoarse voice of prayer echoed in the ears, and the constant screams: "Please ......"

"I'm annoyed!"

From the stupor, Huai Shi roared angrily, and the axe blade fell: "You have all been dead for tens of millions of years, okay, the ashes are gone, how can people save them! Do you want me to give up my body to borrow your corpse and resurrect your soul!"

Darkness shatters.

At that moment, Huai Shi opened her eyes.

Desperate respite.

Yuan Yuan looked at Huai Shi's face uneasily: "Teacher, are you okay?"

"It's just a nightmare. ”

Huai Shi shook her head and subconsciously pressed the pinhole in her arm.

If it weren't for the Great Grandmaster's spiritual stabilizer, he might have been dragged into a deeper record, and it would be difficult to get rid of the past history of this land.

It's like the first time you used the Book of Destiny, you almost got trapped in the library of the deep hell.

Now, I don't know if it's because of the increase in height or because of the reactivation of the Dusk Country, Huai Shi found that the broken records that remained in the air were becoming more and more active and restless.

It's as if it is radiating from some huge gravitational source.

Something is like a star, radiating endless pain and despair all around it all the time......

“...... Suncaster!"

Huai Shi's complexion changed, and she suddenly noticed this.

With the activation of the Land of Dusk and the reactivation of the Permafrost Hearth, the Suncaster hidden in the depths of Hell will surely awaken again, and even return to its heyday thousands of years ago!

The existence that leads a world to its final demise is if it is compared to the present situation......

Natural enemies?

This speculation made Huai Shi's hair stand on end in an instant, and he looked up at the huge projection of the giant in the dome, as well as the iron crystal seat suspended in the sky.

He didn't believe that the Grand Master hadn't guessed this.

But what did he mean exactly?

What the hell is here......

Chaotic thoughts kept emerging from Huai Shi's heart, as if he was only a little short of the final truth, but through that layer of window paper, he could never really touch it.

Countless times I have thought about it, and I have passed by the crucial point countless times.

Until the last roar interrupted his thoughts.

At that moment, with the abrupt end of the rise of the plot, Huai Shi finally came to the bottom of the central tower.

And it was at that moment that the long warm-up finally came to an abrupt end.

Permafrost hearth, start!

And with it, the tide, the loud bang that filled all the gaps between heaven and earth, tore at everyone's consciousness and soul, and was enough to pull every soul into hell.

- It's the hell that fills the whole hell, the scream!

"It's ...... What the hell?"

Huai Shi looked up sluggishly, and his eyes were dark for a while, and he staggered forward, wanting to get closer and take a closer look.

But on the tower that suddenly opened at this moment, between the countless complicated machines and huge structures, countless pitch-black mud appeared.

From the fissure, from the enclosed capsule, from every corner.

It was a strange substance that Huai Shi had ever seen.

A viscous liquid as asphalt, surging in every nook and cranny, from which deformed objects like limbs popped out, endlessly, as if the dying were spasmoting, trying to grasp anything within reach.

In vain they seek expectations that do not exist.

"Ah, Ah, Suncaster, please...... I beg mercy ......"

Countless distorted faces overlapped each other, constantly emerging from them, and with the operation of the perpetual core, they screamed hoarsely and emitted a terrible scream.

"Don't go...... Don't leave...... Don't give up ......"

"Please, help me......"

"Please ......"

“...... Salvation is given!"

At that moment, Huai Shi froze in place, frozen by the screams of sorrow that came to his face.

Pain is like a tidal wave, with no end in sight, turning into a monstrous tide.

In the darkness, countless broken records turned into hell and abyss thousands of years ago, engulfing him.

It's like a bystander walking between the curtains.

In an instant, we see the decay of all things, the coming of the end, the extinguishing of the sun and the moon, and the drying up of the earth. I saw how the huge world sank into hell little by little.

Also seen...... How did they reinvent it?

To recreate the heavens and the earth in order to restore the world, to recreate all things in order to return to paradise, to cast the stars out of iron trees, bronze birds, steel beasts, and even silver.

Eventually, eternal power descended on this paradise.

And the hell of despair also followed.

When the sun of salvation rises, the unimagined changes of the founders envelop the whole of hell.

The happy smiling faces gradually stiffened, quickly cracked, and fell apart......

Eternal life finally ushered in its final metamorphosis under the eternal sun—behind the broken shell like porcelain, what flowed out was a viscous silt like asphalt......

Then, one by one, they flew towards the tower, like parts, and merged into the permafrost core.

Crying out in unspeakable pain, but there is no relief. In endless despair, the end is longed, but the end will not come.

The founders finally understood what was going on.

But everything is irretrievable.

Their eternal life began.

When Huai Shi walked blankly in this piece of hell, he was surrounded by countless sharp hisses.

How could this hell ever be born because of failure?

He finally understood how the so-called perpetual motion machine was created. In what way is the infinite eternal power realized......

Reforge heaven and earth, sun, moon, and all things, recreate the world, immortal machines, and eternal power to sustain the foundation of eternity...... Permafrost core.

They did, and they did.

They didn't fail, they all lived.

All.

It's in this hell of your own making!

- The so-called immortal machine and the permafrost hearth are exactly the same thing!

And the power source of the permafrost hearth is all the people in this hell who have used the immortal machine in order to survive...... All of them were assimilated by hell and transformed into something like silt, which was neither human nor ghostly, and hung in the hearth.

It's like a battery that can't be used up.

In the midst of pain with no end in sight, a steady stream of despair is generated, turning into the energy and power that the owners of the Hell Workshop have squandered.

There is no liberation.

Millennium, 10,000 years, in the infinite eternal time, the sorrow is screaming.

Until you reach the end of destruction, the deepest part of the abyss......

Now, Huai Shi finally understands where everything she sees in the illusion comes from, and the scene in front of her is the destruction that she witnesses.

"O Suncaster...... The Exalted Supreme ......"

Countless wriggling and twisted faces of madness emerged from the mud, staring at the place where Huai Shi was, nay, staring at the former Suncaster, calling in vain.

"Please...... I beg mercy ......"

This time, Huai Shi finally heard their words clearly.

"Please, save us......"

Countless wailing voices rang out again, crying out in their anguish, longing, hoping that the last hero would bring them miracles.

Contains the last hope, humble prayer.

"Please...... Kill us!"

That's their last wish.

But even so, it is already an unattainable luxury dream.

I tried all the possibilities by all means, until even the other kings of the forgers lost the power to resist one by one and gradually turned into silt.

There is no hope of preserving this piece of land.

Only the Suncaster was left wandering blankly in this empty hell.

"Don't be afraid, I will save you, I will be able to save you, definitely. He repeated over and over again, hollowly murmuring, "So, please, wait for me ......"

This is the desperate cry of the last survivor in the long eternity.

"—please, don't leave me. ”

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I don't know how long it's been, I don't know what else I've been through.

Too many records fill the soul of Huai Shi—the fall of the Land of Dusk, the casting of the heart of the permafrost, the arrival of the Hellworkshop owners, and the countless failures of rebellion.

Too much history and too long of suffering are carried in the records of the Suncaster, etched in this hell.

Just by watching, you will be infected by the endless despair.

Huai Shi felt that she was falling faster and faster, and began to dissolve.

He had gone too deep, as if he had been before, attracted by the gravitational pull of hell, and began to assimilate step by step.

Until a cracked palm grabbed him by the shoulder, pulling him up, bringing the assimilation of hell to an abrupt end.

Then, with the last of your strength, upward, push out!

Leave this nightmare with no end in sight.

...... Kondla?"

In the last moment, Huai Shi saw the familiar uniform, and the lips that were difficult to open and close on the mechanically alienated face.

Say goodbye to the world silently.

With a smile.