[The first paragraph is about to enter the climax stage, and it is about to start a long foreshadowing for the next plot. I've been busy since last month.,The update is too unstable.,If you don't change it, you won't change it.,One update will be more.。 There's no way, when you don't have time, you have to use your feet even for a meal, and when you're free, you still use your feet...... The next plot foreshadowing is arguably my favorite chapter. In fact, my real character is not very suitable for writing obscene and funny categories, I like a sad and gloomy style, and there is a deep domineering in the miserable...... Well, to put it bluntly, I'm a pretentious slut. I don't like to write space-deficient essays, but I'm forced to do it. I hope that the next little show will make everyone like it~~ Don't say more, the text is sent, good night to everyone~]

There is a song that says: North Demon White Snake Peak, South Demon Dragon Elephant Palace. The east dwarf red lotus hall, the west ghost green fire. There is a great wasteland, and there is not a single green onion to be seen. It's all a group of demons dancing, lest the grass be empty. There are women weeping in the night, and tears are wet with a thousand winds.

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In the center of the prison is a large area of dry grassland. The dense and one-meter-high weeds, patches of withered yellow, are stacked layer by layer with the wind, and there is no end in sight.

The withered yellow grass seemed to have long since exhausted its life, but it left a dry body like a walking corpse that existed aimlessly and tenaciously.

On the vast dry grassland, there will never be a trace of verdant green, nor will there be wind and sand. Because the weeds here never rot, never disappear, and even as the years go by, they never increase or decrease.

Since the opening of this world, it has never changed.

is like a lover who loves to the extreme, even if his life is exhausted, his bones are scattered, he has to turn into a corpse puppet and refuse to leave.

There is nothing surprising about the dry grasslands except for the endless desolation and the dead grass that does not die. So for thousands of years, no one has wanted to bother to set foot here.

The inhabitants of the prison realm have long forgotten the original name of this dry grassland, and only indifferently call it the Great Wasteland. If it weren't for the fact that the Great Wasteland was adjacent to the most powerful four major race territories at the same time, I am afraid that even such a place in this world would fade out of people's memory.

Warcraft, goblins, dwarves, and ghosts occupy the four continents to the south, north, east, and west of the Great Wasteland, respectively, and for 10,000 years, they have been separated from each other without interfering with each other, and have achieved superficial harmony.

Although now the vitality of all ethnic groups is gradually recovering. One day, the flames of war will be the first to ignite in this great wilderness, but at least for now, it is still uninhabited and sadly quiet.

An old woman with a sallow face half-leaned and half-sat on a white mastiff as a horse and as strong as a cow, half-squinted, and said in a gossamer-like voice as if talking to herself: "...... Grandma, I'm old, my eyes are not good, wow, can you show grandma......"

said. The old woman seemed to have completely forgotten what she had just said, propped herself up slightly, opened her cloudy eyes and looked around for a while, before she smiled inexplicably: "It turns out that we are still on this holy land, we have been gone for a long time, right? Why do you still seem to be spinning in place? I am really about to die, old and confused...... Or is it destined that I will never be able to leave this place in my life?"

The white mastiff did not pay attention to the old woman on its back, but walked forward step by step, with even and steady footwork.

The old woman seemed to be tired after saying a few words. Lying on the white mastiff's back and squinting for a while, he woke up again, this time his pupils were even more cloudy than the last time. It seems that every blink of an eye, every time you open and close, there is a little less light.

"I remembered...... It's not that I'm stupid, it's not destiny, it's me who asked you to bring me here, and that's where we're going...... In this way, I am still confused, hehe......" The old woman after some incoherent words. He smiled as if self-deprecatingly, raised his hand and patted the white mastiff's head gently, "I'll take a look, I'll see, huh...... Stop after twelve more steps, and there you are......"

The white mastiff did not give any reaction. But it stopped after walking twelve steps, like an emotionless mechanical puppet, straightening its limbs and looking indifferently into the distance.

The old woman smiled, rolled off the mastiff's back with difficulty, and sat down on the ground with a flutter, making her old body, which was the only one left, even more like a heavy blow. But she only frowned, and the pain on her face flashed as if nothing had happened. Then let the white mastiff crawl beside her, and while helping it comb its silver-white hair, she recalled: "Glutton, grandma will tell you a piece of history, a story, okay?"

Without waiting for the white mastiff to answer, the old woman began to tell the story that she had told me no longer knowing how many times, and the white mastiff did not show any impatience, and listened quietly beside her.

“...... In ancient times, the way of heaven was at its peak and all things were derived. At that time, there were countless races under the sky. In addition to our Warcraft Clan, the Demon Clan, the Dwarf Clan, and the Ghost Clan, as well as the Giant Clan, the Netherworld, the Trojan Clan, the Flower Clan, and the Zerg Clan...... There are strong and there are weak. At that time, the most powerful was our Demon Beast Clan! Even the Demon Clan outliers who seemed to be able to compete with us now, at that time, they could only obediently surrender. We have a continent that is ten million times larger than this world, and we have a region that is completely made up of water and is larger than the land...... It's called the ocean, yes, if I'm not mistaken, it's the ocean...... There are also huge forests with countless treasures, mountains rich in mineral veins, and canyons that tear the heavens and the earth...... That qiē is completely owned by our Warcraft, as long as we are not happy, we can completely expel other races, or even enslave them!"

"At that time, the powerful position of the Warcraft clan was unshakable, the Warcraft ruled over all races, and the Sky-Swallowing Clan ruled the Warcraft clan and became the supreme ruler! A Sky-Swallowing Beast was powerful enough to destroy a small and medium-sized race! The majesty of the Heaven Swallowing Emperor Clan was scattered in every corner of that world!"

The old woman blinked her eyelids, her pupils were cloudy again, and her voice was faintly faint: "However, the ancient war completely changed all the qiē! It seems that even the orbit of the Mandate of Heaven has been reversed! The weakest human race has risen overnight and swept through all the races with the most domineering attitude!"

"We were really careless...... Absolutely strong. Let us be overconfident, even conceited! We do not see the black clouds that are about to come down on the city. ”

"Humanity, which we have always mistaken for weakness, has always been in obscurity. ”

"Actually, we should have noticed the signs a long time ago, but we didn't. Until that day, two human beings who had cultivated to break through the 'God Realm' suddenly appeared in front of our eyes......"

Speaking of this, the old woman's voice also began to tremble: "A great power that has broken through the 'God Realm' is not something that can be defeated by stacking up numbers! They are not afraid of a strong army. You must know that at that time, even if it was as strong as my Warcraft clan, only the Heaven Swallowing King of my Heaven Devouring Vein broke through the 'God Realm', and the whole world was only one God Realm powerhouse, so it was able to rule that world for so long!"

"Who would have thought that the two great powers of the human race would appear as if out of thin air, without the slightest warning! Even my father, the Heaven Devouring King, was seriously injured by their joint efforts! In just a few years, the human butcher's knife swept across every inch of the continent, and more than ninety percent of the genocide was wiped out!"

"When the Terrans want to wipe out the last race of us. My father, the King of Heaven Swallowing, did not hesitate to burn the blood of the Divine Soul and the blood and luck of the entire clan to open up an independent spatial world, which is the land where we are now, so that the remnants of the various races can escape from it. Then he died, and my Great Heaven Devouring Clan also lost their talent and bloodline, and their abilities were lost. Since then, it has plummeted to become the lowest race. ”

"Unreasonable, expected. His sacrifice became a wedding dress for others and a dove took over the magpie's nest...... Thousands of years ago, I swallowed the heavens and finally encountered the catastrophe of being washed in blood! I was so happy......! Haha......"

The old woman seemed to be laughing with the last bit of strength in her body. Laughing painfully, laughing all over the world.

And the white mastiff prostrate on the ground still looked ahead blankly, without the slightest reaction.

When the old woman smiled so that her eyes were so cloudy that she could barely see the pupils, she picked up a handful of loess on the ground and smiled: "Gluttony...... DID YOU KNOW. Back then, my father, that is, your grandfather, didn't know that the so-called Heaven Swallowing King died here! He died so much that he didn't even have a single hair or soul left! At that time, I still remember that our remnants of the Heaven Swallowing Vein thought that this holy place was the shell of his body after his death. This weed is his hair...... Ridiculous! It's ridiculous! Our great Heaven Swallowing King is just a fart from God, which makes people laugh and then dissipate with the wind! What qualifications does he have to be here! What qualifications does he have to see us live in exile that is worse than that of animals! The 30,000 tribes of the Heaven Swallowing Clan were ravaged in their lifetimes, and there is no place to bury them after death, and as a believer and an emperor, what qualifications does he have not to disappear! So he died, died here, and died so that even the true spirit was completely destroyed...... So ......"

"So...... Forgive the souls of 30,000 compatriots, okay......"

Unconsciously, the old woman had collapsed weakly under the grief of the white mastiff, and her breathing was getting weaker and weaker, if she hadn't listened carefully, I am afraid that she would have lost her breath.

The white mastiff lowered his body slightly, as if he wanted the old woman to lie down more comfortably.

The old woman sighed back, and her cloudy eyes suddenly flashed a glimmer of light, maybe it was the so-called return to the light!

She tilted her head sideways and gently brushed the snow-white hair on the white mastiff's body to the sides, revealing the shocking bloody scabs on the latter's back!

Countless wounds, ranging from seven or eight inches short to more than ten inches long, were twisted and twisted like worms, as if the scale armor that had grown on the flesh had been pulled out......

What terrible pain do you have to endure when so many scales are pulled out?

The old woman carefully stroked each scar with her crumpled old palm, as if there was thunder and lightning on it, and each touch made her palm tremble.

After laughing, there was no half of the crystal cloudy eyes, and finally at this time, the old tears were rampant: "...... The pain of scaling, the pain of deboning, is the humiliation of dogs...... You don't transform for a thousand years, seal seven emotions for a thousand years, close your eyes for a thousand years, and crawl for a thousand years...... Grandma knows, your father knows, your grandfather knows, and the blood and soul of the 30,000 tribes! You are grandma's proudest child and the bravest warrior of the Heaven-Swallowing Bloodline!"

After a few words, the old woman could no longer cry: "Glutton, it is your grandmother who is sorry for you, your father, and your grandfather who are sorry for you! But the blood soul of the 30,000 clans has never been sorry for you! It is a debt we owe, a debt that you must repay! Do you know? You must know! We must remember! This is a debt we owe!"

Tears drip down on the white mastiff's scars.

"Does it hurt? Grandma knows, it hurts like it hurts on grandma, and it's still bleeding after a lifetime of pain......! If it hurts, don't shout! Bitter, don't say it! It's going to be soon...... It will soon be relieved. ”

"Grandma knows you're going to do it, you've been doing a good job, Grandma is in her eyes, all the heaven-devouring souls are in her eyes! Grandma is going to die, so I can already hear the shouts coming from them...... Listen! They all cheered for their last and most powerful emperor! Yes, this is my child, my proudest child......

The light of the old woman's eyes reappeared like a tide, and the cloudiness surged at a more cruel rate. Her hand gradually slipped off the white mastiff's back: "O glutton, remember what grandma told you, even if you are scattered, you must remember it in the depths of your soul, and you must never forget it! You must live, no matter what means you use, you must live! If you are bullied in the future, remember to send them to hell, grandma will make the decision for you......"

"Gluttony, grandma......"

The old shriveled hand finally slipped weakly on the white mastiff's back.

The old woman walked peacefully, she closed her eyes, and held the handful of loess in her hand and covered it on her chest, as if it would make her heart feel better.

It's just that her mouth is still slightly open, and it seems that there is something to say that has not been explained.

The white mastiff seemed to be completely unaware of the old woman's departure, and still lay on the ground in a daze, staring at the dusky sky where there will never be night but never day.

Amakusa Isshi.

Heaven and earth are on the line.

I don't know how long it took for the white mastiff to stand up, use his limbs clumsily and rigorously to level the old woman's body, and then quietly look at her face......

"Gluttony, how can grandma bear to let you walk in this world alone......?

......

Suddenly, there was a heavy muffled sound, and a white thunder swept across the vast wasteland, crushing a crack in the sea of barren grass.

One step to the top.

A clear, cold liquid fell on the old woman's sleeping and peaceful cheek.

It's raining?

yes, wasn't it thunder just now? (To be continued......)