God forsaken the continent, and from the name, it is a place that is disgusting and spurned. But is this really the case? The wheels of time roll forward and never stop, but the river of memory can swim against the current. Just take advantage of the fact that our protagonist Xiao Chen is still floating in the dark space, let our eyes rush to that unknown and mysterious world one step ahead of him, and let our memories turn back to a hundred years ago.

Compared to the world where Xiao Chen was born and grew up. This belongs to a parallel world, and this is a calm and peaceful world. The sky is blue, the water is green, and human beings, as the spirits of all things, are simple and kind. Every day, industrious people work from sunrise to sunset, living simple and happy days, day after day, year after year.

But the only fly in the ointment is that in this strange world, there are a large number of huge and ferocious beasts. These beasts are not only ferocious, but they also like to be in groups, and they regard humans as the best food. In front of them, human beings seem so weak and have no power to resist.

And when these vicious beasts appear, it is the beginning of a nightmare for humanity. The people were afraid of this ferocious creature, but they did not have enough strength to deal with him, and the only way was to dodge. In order to express their disgust and fear for this ferocious creature, it was called a brute.

On a sunny day, the people of this world lived their peaceful and happy days as always. But suddenly, dark clouds for no reason suddenly spread all over the sky, and then, there were bursts of thunder, and sharp lightning ruthlessly tore through the sky, straight down from the sky. The endless wind emitted a terrible, eerie shout. The loud noise made the thick earth tremble with fear.

In the midst of lightning and thunder, dozens of dazzling streamers descended from the sky, and then rushed to all corners of this world.

"Come home, everyone, I'm afraid the storm is coming!" With a shrill exclamation, countless people rushed towards their homes like headless flies, after all, it was not a good feeling to be drenched in a storm.

But it is very strange that despite the black clouds covering the sun, despite the fierce winds, and despite the lightning and thunder, not a single drop of rain fell from the sky. What is even more puzzling is that it didn't take long for the dark clouds to quietly disperse, and the wind slowly stopped its arrogant behavior. The beautiful and warm sun also poked its head out of the clouds again, sprinkling the sunshine of Hexi to every corner of this world. Laughter and laughter are once again floating in every corner of the world.

"What the hell, Lao Tzu has lived so big, this is the first time I've seen this kind of weird weather!" Countless people who had a false alarm shook their heads with a wry smile and let out such a feeling, and then went to do what they had to do.

But in the midst of these people, there was an extremely discordant voice, "Born with a mutation, there will be calamity, there will be calamity!" The man who uttered such words was an old man with gray hair, a rickety body and ragged clothes. The old man pounded his chest and sighed.

"Old ginger, what are you talking nonsense again! Beware of being heard and beating you!" a very pretty little daughter-in-law standing next to the old man scolded.

Old ginger head, that is, this old man. He used to be a soothsayer who was greatly admired in this world. His prophecy was a blessing. It was because of his prophecy that countless people were aware of the brute's attack before it attacked, and then avoided it early, thus avoiding heavy casualties.

Because of this. Therefore, countless people respect him and love him, because as long as there is the existence of the old ginger head, they can avoid the terrible brute beast early and continue to live a happy life.

But one day, everything changed. The old ginger's divination skills are getting worse and worse, and whoever is ugly can be described as one in a hundred. What's even more terrifying is that the divination given by the old ginger head either means that the owner is about to suffer a flying disaster, or the west family is about to be destroyed. Of course, these predictions of the old ginger head scared people into bluffing and making everyone tremble.

But the crux of the matter is that none of these prophecies of the old ginger head have come true. Those who were judged by the old ginger to be about to suffer a flying disaster and a family ruin are still living a happy life. Gradually, people became angry. In their eyes, these prophecies of the old ginger head are clearly the curse of Chiluoluo! What kind of enmity do we have with you old ginger, and you curse us like this?

Although these things make people extremely unhappy, they are also small things after all. But the most terrifying thing is that in anticipation of the invasion of brute beasts, Old Jiang Tou's divination technique seems to have suddenly failed. When the old ginger said that the brute beasts were about to attack the humans, the people panicked and dragged their families and moved to a safe place.

But what makes people's lungs explode is that when people have been tossing and turning, they don't even see the shadow of the beast. What's even worse is that when the old ginger said according to divination that the brute beast would never appear, these terrible guys just appeared, and caused those who were caught off guard to suffer a heavy blow.

How heavy is the loss of a loved one and the death of a friend to the hearts of the people? And when such things happen again and again, people can no longer suppress the anger in their hearts.

As a result, the once incomparably great soothsayer received less and less respect, and fewer and fewer people remained by his side. What's more, some grumpy young people were dissatisfied with the words of the old ginger head, and they punched and kicked him. And from this time on, the status of the soothsayer, who was originally admired by thousands of people, plummeted, and finally fell to the point where he was not even as good as a beggar.

"Born with a change, there will be calamity, there will be calamity! But you poor people, you don't know it, you still live a life of drunken dreams and death, sad, sorry! On the day of the great calamity, you will be wiped out one after another!" Looking at the people around him, the old ginger's eyes were full of pity.

"Old Jiangtou, you're talking nonsense again, do you want to be beaten?" said a very stocky young man, holding back his anger. This old guy is cursing people again.

"You poor fools, the catastrophe is coming, and you don't know what to ask, sad, sad!" The young man's words did not make the old Jiang head restrain a little at all, and his words became louder.

"When disaster comes, none of you, you, you, and your family will be able to escape, you will all be wiped out, and no one will be able to save you!" Old Jiang Tou pointed at everyone in front of him, "I seem to see that in the endless wilderness, there are mutilated corpses everywhere, and there is blood gushing everywhere, so miserable!"

"Old Jiang Tou, even if you curse us to death, why do you still curse our relatives and friends?" there was a faint tendency in the young man's words.

"My old ginger never curses people, I'm just telling the truth. Facing the young man who was about to have a seizure, the old ginger just shook his head calmly, but the pity in his eyes was even greater.

"Facts, facts, you shit! Old ginger, if it weren't for some bullshit prophecy of yours, I would have lost my beloved wife, my child? Do you know how painful my heart was when I saw my child devoured by wild beasts? Let me tell you, my poor baby was only three years old at the time, only three years old!" a middle-aged man who was reminded of painful memories covered his face and cried. "And my elderly parents, when the brutes invaded, they had no ability to escape, and were crushed to death by those animals. And that's to blame for some bullshit prophecy!" Another stout young man wiped tears from the corners of his eyes......

"Old Jiang Tou, you have gone too far!" The young man could no longer hold back his anger because of the cries of the people around him, and he raised his fist and rushed towards Old Jiang Tou.

"It's okay if you hit me, but as a great soothsayer, it's my duty to tell you what will happen in the future. Believe it or not! The catastrophe is coming, and none of you, your family and friends can escape!" Although the young man's thick fist staggered the old ginger head, the old man still did not change his words.

"It's so hateful, folks, let's go up together and kill this old bastard!" Old Man Jiang's words made more people unable to control their anger, and countless people poured up, and countless fists and kicks fell on Old Man Jiang's body like raindrops.

"A great catastrophe is coming, and people are greeted with complete destruction. Is there anyone to save us!" Old Ginger's desperate shouts grew lower and lower, and finally stopped.

"Stop, stop. I'm afraid the old ginger head won't be able to!" a young man who had vented his anger on the old ginger head finally noticed that something seemed to be wrong, and he hurriedly pulled his companions back. But it was too late, and the old ginger was already motionless. The strange thing is that although the old ginger man is gone, his eyes are always full of fear.

"Maybe we've gone too far!" said a man after a long silence.

"He deserves it, who calls him nonsense!" another man said, but anyone who could hear the man's words lacked confidence.

"Forget it, let's bury him anyway!" said the last man to the end of it all.

'Thunderbolt!' There was a roar in the sky, and the rain rained down like arrows! With the deafening thunder, the storm finally arrived! It was simply a storm of "arrows" rain, and the rain fell wildly in an instant, and the thunder became louder and louder, and the wind roared, and the thunder roared! The sky roared even more!

The raging wind swept countless dead branches and leaves, swirling in the filthy ocean. "Come home, everyone!" shouted at him. People spread their legs and ran towards their homes. Only the dead old ginger head was left floating in the filthy muddy water.

"Fool, is the great art of prophecy and divination also something that a humble human should master?" As a mocking voice sounded, a man's figure appeared out of thin air. The strange thing is that no matter how the wind rages, no matter how the torrential rain falls, when he comes to the man's side, he immediately becomes docile and obediently changes the direction of travel.

"The time of the gods is coming!" smiled the man who miraculously appeared!