A moving flame illuminated the depths and horrors, and a few, contoured in the firelight, serious faces with black hair and dried blood. Their clothes were ragged and bruised.

There were originally hundreds of elites, but after the tragic battle, there were less than ten people left.

The men gathered in a circle, and in the middle was a beautiful pregnant woman who fell to the ground, holding her belly and wailing, like a queen in distress guarded by a loyal guard.

She had some injuries, but they weren't worth mentioning compared to the people who protected her.

Hua Tuo was indifferent beside him, in the terrifying hell full of terrible screams, you can actually put aside all distractions, the high concentration of his mind, the sense of mission in his heart, and the consciousness of putting life and death aside have caused his mind to be unprecedentedly elevated. At this moment, even if he was joined forces by Kunlun and Li Bai, he would not be able to break his mind in the slightest. On the contrary, they will even be impressed by some ancient and divine power in Hua Tuo's mind, just as the gods have sent laws and blessings to them, and in the face of the mighty heavenly might, any living being is like a vulnerable and humble ant.

In the midst of the killing, Qing Wei suppressed the urge to turn over the river and the sea in her stomach, nausea and vomiting. His mind was buzzing, and in the midst of the incessant humming, he heard a majestic, powerful and proud voice, a pleasant, natural, ethereal, sacred language that he had never heard before, and the memories, emotions, and messages in the language could be felt as if he did not understand the language. He even felt that those emotions and memories came from himself.

He began to be confused, with madness. The successive deaths of his companions had a devastating impact on his heart. He didn't know the height of the sky, and he once thought that the team he was in was invincible and invincible. There is the thoughtful Hua Tuo, there is a calm and stable Yihe with unfathomable strength, and there are comrades who fight side by side and are trustworthy, and they are all comrades-in-arms with unique skills. And now, death and despair are like this scene in front of him, like a vine man that covers the sky and the sun, and the shadows are shrouded, and countless roundworms breed, swallowing up the remaining hope, creating more irreparable wounds in his heart.

- Where is the all-powerful Captain Yi, his good partner, whether Jian Ran is alive or dead.

Countless vines overhead, intertwined and tied together, covering the sky and the sun, are like a dark night hanging high in the sky, and the sunlight passes through the gap of the vines, like countless stars breaking into this turbid night.

The roar of the air, the sticky footsteps on the wetlands, the humming of insect wings, the gnawing of countless insects, and the screams and sorrows of monsters or monsters in the depths of the vast shadows, the mournful laughter and the cry of a baby.

Qing Wei listened to it all over her body, her face was haggard, and her eyes were scattered. All living beings have an innate fear of the unseen, hidden in the darkness, and this fear, since the beginning of the lightless era, has been with all living beings, no matter the passage of time or the passage of time, they have always been with them.

Qing Wei is always on the lookout, and her rich imagination depicts the deformed and hideous faces of countless monsters in the darkness, in front of them, in the depths of the darkness that the fire does not illuminate, what else awaits them?

The idea of moving forward was engraved in their minds, no matter how great the fear in their hearts was, how hideous the darkness in front of them was, they were gradually stepping into the abyss of death, and behind death, Hua Tuo believed that there was a golden rebirth waiting for them.

The screams of the monster continued to come from the darkness, and the woman curled up and struggled on the ground, her eyes rolling and convulsing in pain. She flew into the air like a shivering rabbit being picked up by a hunter. The pain that penetrated deep into her bone marrow caused her consciousness to drift, unaware that she had been lifted by an invisible force.

In Hua Tuo's eyes, the golden light became brighter and brighter, and the elemental array of golden light exuded under his feet, with the continuous production and influx of blood, gradually showing its mysterious outline, and in the huge golden ring, the blood began to outline and draw the texture of the prologue of the new era like a paintbrush with Hua Tuo's thoughts.

In the dark, Qing Wei can still be seen clearly. He was full of power, ancient memories, and emotions that made his mind pure and majestic. His whole body was drenched in the blood of monsters, and wielding his advanced elemental power was as easy as eating and drinking. The monsters that had terrified him physically and mentally now seemed to him to be no different from domestic animals to be slaughtered, and at most they looked more terrifying in appearance, like sheep in wolf's clothing bluffing.

The situation has been reversed, and this group of invading insects turned out to be pretending to be pigs and eating tigers? However, everyone knows that this state of affairs will not last long. They also gradually found that the deeper they went, the fewer monsters they were, but their strength was closer to that of their rampage.

There is no end to the darkness, pervasive, entrenched, stranded in the deepest depths, and despair is becoming clearer and clearer.

Ancient memories continue to emerge, Qing Wei saw the golden tree that reached the sky, spreading golden light to every corner of the world, and also saw a battle full of top-level elements that destroyed the world. He saw every living creature in the battle, handsome and divine faces, strong and straight, well-proportioned bodies, golden hair, and charming, bright, golden eyes.

His eyes filled with tears as he saw himself fighting on the battlefield, using his incredible elemental power to slaughter the golden creatures that stood in his way, because he had killed his former friend. Because of their different beliefs, they went their separate ways and defended their beliefs, laws and freedoms by means of war.

He burst into tears, his former partner slumping before his eyes with a relieved smile.

- I can finally stop fighting, between my faith and your life, there is still a choice of death.

At that moment, he felt the thoughts of his comrades-in-arms and began to waver. He began to doubt the meaning of war and did not know how to be good.

- Is it true that only war can defend one's faith? If the partner can be resurrected, the old days can come back and to hell with this damn faith.

The mad elemental power tore at him, and he saw reality in intense pain—they couldn't understand each other.

Even though they can express their emotions through their voices, each living being has its own emotions, and even if the same emotions do not have a common idea, they cannot resonate.

They're not selfish creatures, they're just too arrogant.

He fell, golden blood flowing all over the ground, his body mutilated, his lower body completely lost to the elemental annihilation. Dying, with only one hand, he dragged his broken, bloody upper body to crawl to his partner's side.

The past is still in the past, but just as his hand is about to touch his partner, the world suddenly changes drastically.

The light of the Golden Tree gradually changed from golden to silvery white. The white light became brighter and brighter, gradually submerging everything in the world, and at that moment he suddenly felt that the light was more terrible than the night.

Because the night allows light, and all things are tolerated, and the time is free of impurities, and cannot tolerate any existence.

Time is merciless, cold, like the law. Gold or white, they dispel the darkness, but they bury everything.

The light grew brighter and colder, and they all felt some kind of supreme power, pushing all their golden people into the abyss of despair and loneliness, and they could not resist, like the wild grass uprooted in the golden autumn, waiting for them was a symbol of death, white, icy winter.

All the colors of the world vanished, they were buried in whiteness, and the whole world was empty except white and dead silence.

Not only Qingwei, but all the rampaging insects saw the battle with different identities and perspectives, and it was the most unforgettable and painful memory in front of them.

They fell into despair, feeling like there was also a whiteness in their brains, which was eating away at every inch of their nerves.

What is that white expanse?

Who knows but that creature? Perhaps all the tragedies of living beings began at that time, just like leaving pen and ink and stories on a blank piece of paper.

Sunny was going mad, and he got more than just strength from the nightmare.

What exactly is a nightmare?

When the worms were cocooned and bound to themselves, they went to the bizarre dreams, and it was difficult for them to remember what they did in the dreams, just like dolls at the mercy of dreams, exposing the most primitive emotions, and following their own emotions and desires, jumping into the trap of the hunter.

After breaking out of the cocoon, their bodies are further improved, and they can manipulate the elements more freely. They also get an extra powerful power that can be activated at any time, like having a button in their hearts, and as long as they press it lightly, a huge amount of power will flood into their bodies like a tide. With the influx of power, and the emotions of the ancients, and the memories, they finally remembered the dream they had had in the dark cocoon.

Who can stay awake in a dream?

No matter how ridiculous and whimsical the dream is, no one will think it is a dream.

Creatures in dreams don't doubt dreams, just as creatures in reality don't doubt reality.

They all think that they are the characters in the dream who follow the script, no matter when the dream starts, what they look like, and what kind of memories they have.

No one ever doubts, just as no one doubts whether they are themselves or not.

The nightmare is about to consume Qing Wei, and he kills everywhere, yelling and screaming, allowing his body to vent his emotions. He rushed out, but Yihe appeared behind him at this time, pressed his shoulder, and forcibly dragged him from the air.

The monster seemed to see an opportunity, and rushed up, Qingwei had a hideous face and gritted his teeth, but he was crushed by Yihe's hand and knelt on the ground.

"That's pretty much it." Yihe said coldly, urging his mind to cast the elements, and the surroundings were suddenly illuminated by the elements. Yihe only uses one hand to lead the elemental attack. The inconspicuous elemental particles emitted various colors of light, like countless fireflies, suddenly lit up in the dark night, and the moment they touched the monsters, they exploded, colorful and dazzling.

- How many elements are there?

Qing Wei regained his senses, and Yihe's voice was like a sharp sword breaking into his mind, splitting the white in half. And he grabbed Qing Wei's shoulder fiercely, and the pain caused by it was like a basin of cold water, directly splashing the sleeping Qing Wei awake.

At the same time, Qing Wei also felt an incredible vibration. He believes that this is also made by Yihe. He looked up at Yihe and couldn't find a trace of a rampage.

Qing Wei couldn't believe it, but she had to believe it, and thought to herself, if this guy used the power of nightmares, what kind of scene would it be?

He would think that after using the power of the nightmare, he would start to lose control, and those memories that broke directly into his brain, and he couldn't help but tremble, cold sweat, and palpitations.

"I saw ......" He wanted to tell Yihe what he saw after he ran away, but he was speechless for a while. Because he saw a huge golden array appear in the sky above.

When he looked back, he saw Hua Tuo's blurred figure and two golden balls in the distance, and those were Hua Tuo's eyes. The elemental array under his feet didn't know when it had risen into the air, and in the center of the array, the woman was groaning and was already delirious.

The elemental array suddenly shone with golden light, and the lines moved like living creatures, crawling onto the woman, and then penetrating frantically through her eyes, mouth, nose, and ears.

She was eerily suspended in the air, her clothes ripped apart, and more slender blood, slicing through her skin, poured frantically into her body. She was in pain, blood and tears were flying, and her throat was gurgling.

Her belly throbbed violently, as if the baby inside was impatient enough to burst open and get out of it.

Gradually, a slender golden thread appeared on her belly. It's like the sun is shining through a narrow gap.