That's an omen.

It is the countdown to destruction.

The gradual refinement from the pupil to the face makes the horror of the scattered world more concrete.

Fear and despair reinforce people's belief in God.

Even if it comes to the end of the day and remembers that believing in God is completely improvised, people are already rushing to the doctor when they are sick.

Bai Yang looked at the half of his face in the air, not the left half or the right half, but the lower half of the face from the bridge of his nose down.

The eyes are the place where the most information about the face can be exposed, even if all the face is covered and only a pair of eyes are exposed, it is easy to be seen who it is.

However, at this moment, although he could only see a red pupil and the lower half of his face, Bai Yang had already recognized who it was.

That's Mei Sijun.

The god of red eyes is gradually taking over him completely, perhaps...... When this face was fully formed, Mei Sijun no longer existed.

At this moment, a crisp cracking sound suddenly erupted in the air.

Something like glass shattered.

The people who were prostrate on the ground were shocked to find that a crack had opened in the ground beneath them!

A faint black mist was rising outward from the cracks.

This strange scene spread to every corner of Fucheng and Moon City, and soon, both cities were shrouded in black fog.

The screams of horror were incessant, and after the black mist was inhaled into the body, it did not cause any strange appearance.

It's just that...... No one realizes that all their positive emotions have become undetectable.

Desperation, is expanding at an accelerated pace.

On the other side, Zhong Xueran, who had already rushed to Guanyin Pinghu, also saw the black mist rising from the cracks in the ground.

A text flashed through her mind—

[It was a distant past, even if it was so far away that the person who witnessed everything was not me at all, it was as if it was yesterday, and I remember it vividly]

[The sky is covered with white lines, and black mist flowers rise from the ground......]

[It was a battle between two creators, a battlefield that humans could not participate in and could not speculate]

[The earth is cracking, ghosts are crying wolves, and countless eyes are staring at this broken world, in the dead black fog, there are sporadic turbulent white lights, and human buildings are decaying rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if a thousand years have passed in an instant]

[The man's panic, the woman's scream, the child's crying, mixed with the sound of flames, and against the backdrop of blood and fire, are faces distorted by fear. 】

[Black Mist wins.] 】

【Our World...... Our future is dead, my descendants...... With the history of the Zhong family engraved with a curse, let's continue it all the time......]

[Until the black fog reappears, until ...... The sky is back in the sky...... Light. 】

This text is the title page of the ancient book of the Zhong family, which records some content in a very general way.

When he was a child, Zhong Xueran read it completely as poetry.

Until today...... At this moment, she saw that the black fog recorded in the book really spread and floated away from the cracked earth......

The end has really come.

In the city she couldn't see, what happened at this moment was almost exactly the same as what was recorded in the book.

Huge red pupils watched the world, and under the quiet sky, there was a city shrouded in black fog.

High-rise buildings are rapidly crumbling in the erosion of the black fog, either staggering or collapsing.

The desperate cries of men and women were endless, and the crying and abuse were overwhelming.

The black fog came, and the crowd fleeing in a hurry was like headless flies.

But...... The appearance of the black mist, and the gradual intactness of the face of the god of red pupils, are not all bad.

At least a large part of the people have come to their senses, and the red eyes in the air will never absorb any believers, he does not need anyone's faith, and he will never let them go because of human piety.

In the panic of fleeing, someone tripped over a hard thing and fell to the ground, because of the pain, the fear was amplified a little, turned his head to look, it was a head, look closely, the eyes and the corners of the mouth of the head and the corner of the red liquid are constantly flowing, there is something...... Crawl out of the cracks that crack through the ground!

People were stunned, even forgetting to scream and cry, they looked around, the black mist that came out of the cracked ground just now was only the first step, and at this moment, as far as the eye could see, terrifying human heads had already come out of the ground, emitting a foul smell.

Someone had the courage to take a look into the cracks in the ground, only to see that under the cracks in the ground, there were mountains of corpses like hell, stumps and broken arms everywhere, and flesh and mud everywhere.

Finally someone broke down out of despair and went completely insane.

Some wept, some screamed, some fled, and some were die-hard believers in "God," and they sat cross-legged on the ground, and there was a faint sound of chanting.

In the black mist, they sat in a circle on the ground, their pious pupils staring blankly at the sky, and muttering obscure and strange notes in their mouths.

No one knows what they're reading......

Perhaps, they themselves do not know.

————

Guanyin Pinghu, Zhong Xueran racked his brains to recall the content recorded in the book at home.

After the black fog appears, the dead will come back to life.

That's not a gift, that's a curse......

Our world is a flower that blooms out of flesh and blood. 】

[The god of red eyes will cut through the ground ......]

[Revealing the deceased who was unable to possess the spirit pupil in the past.] 】

[They will be resurrected as nourishment.] 】

They will drag the living to hell with the most terrible malice. 】

Zhong Xueran recalled......

The book is about the "destruction of the world".

All the dead in the past will be resurrected, and those who are dead cannot be reincarnated because they do not have a spirit pupil, and when they die, they will become the nourishment of the world.

For so many years, there have been dead people under every piece of land in this world......

If they all come back to life, three days...... There is no need at all, humanity will perish in an instant.

Zhong Xueran looked up at the sky, and his red eyes seemed to be looking for ...... Find the whereabouts of the white pupils.

Now, the only hope is the god of white pupils.

And in everyone's hearts, they have almost tacitly acquiesced that Qin Manjiang is the god of white pupils.

But Qin Manjiang has not shown up until now.

The river that connects Xiajiang Village to the future timeline has returned to normal, and the future world no longer exists.

He still hasn't returned.

Don't...... Did he really stay in that world forever with his sister and destroy with that world......

Zhong Xueran's eyes darkened, she was not afraid of death, she just felt regretful.

But at this moment, Guanyin Pinghu suddenly rose large and small blisters!

The water bubbles gurgled out, and the water in the lake seemed to be boiling!

Under Zhong Xueran's shocked gaze, a huge statue of Guanyin slowly emerged from the bottom of the water......

And in the hands of the Guanyin statue, two people are being supported......

One is Nie Yunzhen, who is unconscious at the moment.

And the other...... He looked exactly like Qin Manjiang, but he was wearing a white robe, gold-wire glasses, and a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Zhong Xueran's pupils shrank——

Jiangdu!

(The update is coming~ starting to enter the finale stage.) ）

(End of chapter)