In the northeast of the former Genia, in a large dense forest near the seaside, in the forest of the underground entrance to the bottom of the world.

In the midst of a large dense forest, there is a lonely town that is inaccessible to people.

From above, the town looks like an irregular yellow spot in the dense sea of trees like a sea of green.

There was no one in the whole town, it was surrounded by dense vines and grasses, and the houses and buildings in the town looked like they were covered with a layer of green slime, and some of them were still flowing down the eaves.

Walking in, there are countless dense green mosses and vines, and down the eaves are some long leafy green vines.

Garon was dressed in darkness and walked slowly through the town.

This was once the entrance and exit to the underworld, and countless totems who came and went here formed a thriving trade and exchange resource town.

And now, it's just a barren ruin.

He walked slowly along the streets of the town, and from time to time there was a slight movement in the clusters of dense bushes and grasses on the streets, as if something small was running quickly.

The overcast sky was overcast with clouds, as if rain could fall at any moment.

Garon looked up at the sky, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked slowly to a house on the left with some raged banners.

Something was vaguely written on the big red banner, and it was not clear to see, and several unknown black reptiles were crawling slowly on it.

The whole house is still in good condition, but the doors and windows in and out are broken.

Garon casually pushed open the half-cut door and walked into the room.

A large smell of mold crept into his nose. The room was dark, and the floor was covered with green moss.

It's been three days since he came to this town and he hasn't found anything. But he still didn't leave here.

He did find an entrance into the underground, but unfortunately it had been completely blocked. After digging for more than a day without results, he simply gave up.

After a few days of wandering around the town, Garon himself didn't know what he was expecting, but there was a feeling that he seemed to be waiting for something, someone he was waiting for. If that person were still alive.

It's been three days. In another day, he will leave here. That's what he intended.

Standing in the musty room, Garon stood right in the doorway. Looking up at the sky outside the door, my heart was calm.

prosperous

A low thunderclap came from the sky, and the sky grew darker and darker.

"It's going to rain," Garon muttered unconsciously, in a place where no one had set foot at all. It was as if he was talking to himself. But it was like talking to someone else.

"yes. It's going to rain."

Suddenly, the same voice sounded from behind him.

Garon was slightly stunned, turned around, and a huge figure slowly appeared in the darkness deep in the room.

It was a gray-brown mantis that was two meters tall.

A giant praying mantis dressed in human clothes. It just stood in the darkness, with only its head exposed, its eyes calmly looking at Garon.

"Garon, it's me. ”

Garon's eyes froze, and he heard the voice. Although old and frail. But it was exactly the same as the familiar voice it had been.

"King of the Sun"

This is the Celestial Palace Lord who they had adventured together in the Shadow Ruins.

Wow

The heavy rain was cathartic in an instant.

When he came back to his senses, a man and a praying mantis were already sitting side by side under the eaves outside the house. Looking at the downpour less than a meter ahead.

It was as if the heavens and the earth were completely plunged into heavy rain for a while, and nothing could be seen clearly, and only this house was the only shelter.

"I knew you were coming. The praying mantis whispered, "Ever since the power of the totem began to dissipate, I have known the Tao. ”

Garon looked at the rain curtain and did not speak.

"It's a new era. The praying mantis seemed to show a smiling expression, "It's a miracle that I, a creature from the old times, can support this far." ”

"Where are your men?" asked Garon in a low voice.

"Most of them have become ordinary beasts, and many more have died of old age. The praying mantis replied flatly, "You know, many species of organisms don't live long in themselves. ”

"If you break through, will you be able to continue to live like me?" asked Garon lightly.

"I don't know what to do. The praying mantis slowly and struggled to hold up its sickle arm and gently scrape the mouthpiece, just like a real mantis. "Actually, I was dying a few months ago. But I have a hunch that there may be someone else coming. ”

"So you've made it this far?"

"yes. The Heavenly God Palace Lord looked at the rain curtain, without the slightest fear of imminent death, only calm.

"What do you want to say to me?" Garon was silent for a moment.

"What do you want to say?" the praying mantis shook his head, "I've been to a lot of places over the years, many, many places everywhere looking for all the traces left of the old era, I've seen a lot, and I've experienced a lot. But when the Evil God King died before me, my heart was suddenly empty. ”

The tattered red curtain hung down on the right side of the two of them, and the wind shook it constantly, making a crackling and twitching sound.

"The feeling that there is only one person in the entire world, it's really uncomfortable, there are people everywhere in the front and back, but none of them are the same kind as themselves. The praying mantis grinned.

Garon didn't answer, just watched it quietly.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the minutes were ticking.

In the rain curtain, a person and a praying mantis chatted lightly, chatting about various encounters in the ruins, chatting about their most painful experiences, the proudest achievements, and chatting about various interesting things from childhood to adulthood.

At this moment, the two are like best friends who talk about everything, and many times, it is the praying mantis talking and Garon listening.

The wind is getting stronger, the rain is getting lighter, and the sound of the praying mantis is getting lower and lower.

By the time the rain had completely stopped, the praying mantis had no longer breath and was lying quietly beside Garon. The body was already stiff and cold.

"Tomorrow may be another good day. Garon didn't look at the praying mantis, just looked at the sky faintly, "It's a pity that it has nothing to do with you and me." ”

He patted his clothes. Stand up. The corpse of the praying mantis had gradually begun to shatter, silently turning into something like black ashes, which was blown away by the wind.

"I'm the only one left," Garon smiled self-deprecatingly.

He rolled up the sleeve of his arm, the clear mark on his forearm still there, and pressed it lightly.

The surroundings instantly went dark.

After a few moments, it suddenly lit up again.

He was still standing at the doorway of the house, the scarlet banner stiffening at his side. A few falling leaves were fixed in the air to his right. A few drops of rain dripping from under the eaves were about to hit the grass floor, but they couldn't do it anymore.

Everything in the world seemed to stop at this moment.

Garon looked around, and the sky was full of the kind of silver rings that hung in the void. The huge rings shook slightly from time to time, and then silently began to crumble and scatter, turning into countless metal fragments.

And after the collapse of the old ring, a new silver ring slowly appeared. But it can't match the speed of crumbling.

Garon didn't look much at the entire Inner World. Just stretched out his hand, and an ice-blue water mirror-like halberd appeared and condensed in his hand.

Laugh at!

The bottom of the halberd pierced into the ground and stuck upside down.

"Are you coming?"

A deep man's voice came from the woods in front of Garon.

"Kid?" Garon looked up, the imprint reassuring him that he hadn't mistaken someone.

The old man who came out of the woods in front of him was a former child.

He was too old to look like a man in his sixties at all, but more like an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years, with a face full of furrows. The skin resembles the bark of a tree at its finest, and is covered with fine black spots.

Dressed in gray cloth. With a battered wooden cane, he walked out of the woods so naturally.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. The child stopped quietly in front of the woods on crutches and looked at Garon.

"How the hell is this?" Garon walked over, standing in front of the child. "What kind of totemic power will disappear?"

"It's a glimmer of image that I left in my imprint. But the child ignored Garon and spoke to himself. "The real me, and the others, died thirty-two years after the war. ”

He paused. "If you can come to your senses and see this, then maybe you're lucky. This image can only last for thirty years. ”

Garon closed his mouth, he had already noticed that although the child's eyes were looking at his side, their pupils did not condense at all, but only seemed to penetrate himself, looking at things behind him.

"The world is collapsing. The power of the totem is crumbling. The child said in a deep voice, "This is the result of our research." Because I was the youngest, I was at the bottom. Soon, though, all the transcendent things will be expelled by the gates of Heaven, including me. ”

"Excluded?" Garon was stunned.

"Yes, you heard me right. The child nodded, "The Gate of Heaven is not a dead thing, and during that Heavenly War, it felt threatened, so the power of the totem began to be extinct. All supernatural powers are beginning to die. ”

"Only the Type Six who are truly free from the shackles and controlled by the power of the totem may be able to completely get rid of the influence of the Gate of Heaven. ”

Garon listened quietly to the child's explanation.

"However, with the power of the totem removed, even if it is a Type 6, I am afraid that it will no longer be possible to touch the gate of the Heavenly Kingdom. ”

Garon nodded unconsciously and slightly.

The power of the totem is indeed a unique power that only exists in this world, and after removing the power of the totem, there is no environmental amplification, even if it is the secret martial arts of the six-type life, forming a highly condensed soul seed, it is at most equal to the range power of the four types in the totem period.

But even so, in such a world realm where there was no transcendent power, his strength was already an absolutely powerful invincible existence.

"Be careful, the gates of heaven will not let you go, and it will do everything it can to expel you. The child left the last sentence in a low voice, and the whole person gradually became transparent and disappeared in place.

"Be careful"

The voice at the end was still slowly echoing, and Garon came back to his senses from his thoughts.

"Gate of Heaven"

I don't know when the familiar huge white light door appeared in the sky.

The countless flowing mountains, rivers and birds on the door frame are like shrunken miniature worlds, which are extremely real.

White beams of light fell like pillars of light, passing through the silver rings that were slowly crumbling, and landed on Garon's body.

A huge, complex thought, as if a myriad of creatures were a mixture, rushed into Garon's mind.

"Leave, Leave, Leave"

"Leave"

"Leave"

The repetition of thoughts continued to impact Garon's mental defenses, as if countless people were constantly whispering in his ears.

This mixed mind was unconscious, as if it were merely the will of countless creatures mixed together. It was a hazy chaotic will.

It was as if Garon had heard in it the entire world, animals, humans, sea fish, birds, and all living wills, all of which had converged into a huge torrent and surrounded him.

At this moment, he seemed to feel that he seemed to be the last tumor in this world, and the entire world seemed to be desperately trying to rule out the existence of his own tumor.

In the dark sky, only a pillar of white light enveloped Galleon, descending from the sky like a stairway to heaven.

Garon smiled slightly.

This world realm actually has such a will collection as the Gate of the Heavenly Kingdom, and he can clearly recall the previous world realm, the environment of the earth and the Miwu realm, there is no such existence, maybe there is, but he didn't find it.

The universe is truly amazing.

"If I could, I would like to go back to where I came. He gently conveyed his thoughts. If the Gates of Heaven were conscious, perhaps

Soon, a scene that surprised him appeared.

Memories of his first time in this world suddenly appeared in his mind. (To be continued......)