Rebens led the brigade Badge away, leaving only his appointment, resolute and unambiguous. But for Rebens's attitude, Qi Lang can definitely deal with it calmly at the moment, because he can see it clearly - there are always differences and disputes between different individuals and different races, which may be resolved in a certain period of time, but as time goes by, those troubles are like daggers in a baggage, and sooner or later they will show their spikes again. It can be said that it is reincarnation, and it is the same as human beings or Baji, repeating over and over again, over and over again, the mistakes that have been made in the past.

Qi Lang had never expected his kindness to gain a true friendship from Rebens, and even if the cobra head finally got his senses, maybe a rattlesnake head, a viper head, or some other ugly creature would pop up in the future, and they would be equally ambitious and hostile. Of course, he didn't expect to take advantage of such an opportunity to destroy Baji completely, because that would be impossible, and that would also cause the seeds of hatred to take root and the cycle of revenge to roll faster.

But how to get rid of this kind of poisonous wrong reincarnation, Qi Lang can't figure it out even if he wants to break his head, it probably really needs the power of the gods to solve it, or rather, only when all living beings are bathed in the holy light of the gods all day long, and their minds are enlightened and improved, it is possible to bring this world back to peace.

Standing at the top of the watchtower, looking at the surging southern world, Qi Lang's mood was extremely heavy. That invisible border is gone, leaving only an ocean and a sea of fire beyond. It was once the domain of a hostile nation, and it was the place on which the evil Otto Empire depended. But now. It is just one example of catastrophe.

If the ultimate way out cannot be found. The whole world will be the same—reduced to ashes in an unprecedented catastrophe, and there will be no more strife, and all will be at peace again. Perhaps, that is the real intention of the gods to send down such a punishment. He was fed up with the repeated mistakes of ignorant beings, and he didn't have that much energy to correct them one by one, so he decided to destroy them all.

With the pain all over their bodies, the warriors who survived this bitter battle rushed home one after another. Disaster is imminent, and some tragedy must have occurred in every country. They must return to their homeland and fight together with those innocent people, even if the catastrophe is really unavoidable, they also need to die with their relatives.

Her Majesty, the unprecedented queen of the Otto Empire, also pleaded with Qi Lang, hoping to lead the remaining dozen or so warriors to make a detour back home. With the vast southern region currently in the midst of a serious disaster, Jenny's request may have been a dead end, but her starting point was still admirable, and Qi Lang naturally had no reason to continue to detain her in order to complete that unnecessary trial.

Lanse followed his petite mother back to the Valmont Mountains, and all forty warriors of the Lov tribe were killed in the battle. But the two of them didn't see any expression of frustration. They had departed proudly, for they had just fought alongside the formidable King of Zonghao. They never lost the courage of the Giants, but that was enough for them to receive the warmest welcome in the history of their people. In addition, Tia also got the autographs of Qi Lang and Marcus in her hands, which was a supreme honor worth showing off.

The warriors of the Luman Empire led by Marcus were the last to leave, on the one hand, because they had the most wounded among them and needed to recuperate for a longer time, and on the other hand, because Marcus's brand new book still had a lot to polish, especially when the war situation was critical, and he accidentally soaked some manuscripts and had to be refilled. Although he repeatedly claimed that the manuscripts were soaked in sweat, several of his men kept their noses covered as they transcribed, which goes some way to proving what kind of catastrophe had taken place at that time.

Qi Lang's side led the army back to Dongyang City a month later, and during that month, they basically cleaned up the battlefield and carefully observed the situation on the south bank of the Danjin River.

The flood waters slowly receded, and the fire clouds had disappeared, but the aftermath of the earthquake never stopped, and the Desai volcano erupted every two or three days. From the news gathered from all sides, the situation in the farther south is even more serious, and they have encountered extremely hot weather that has not been seen in hundreds of years, and at the same time, earthquakes and storms have occurred one after another, killing and injuring countless innocent civilians, and many northern countries have begun to receive large numbers of southern residents who have fled.

It seems that the current disaster is basically the same as Rebens's description, the climate of the Belua continent gradually warmed up until the average temperature reached around 80 degrees Celsius at the end of the year, and the harsh environment made it impossible for the strong Badge to continue to survive, so he had to migrate to the continent of Lelikum.

However, the rumors of the escape route mentioned by Rebens do not seem to have any significant reference value, because those words are really a little vague, saying that it is necessary for a strong man who has reached the peak of strength to pray to the gods, so as to open the door to the stars? Qi Lang is not sure if he is already the strong man who has reached the peak of strength, but if it is a prayer, he can guarantee that he has never dealt with the mission. But is that prayer a silent word of thanksgiving to the gods before a meal, as Westerners do, or is it a tradition of burning incense and bowing down in front of a statue of a fairy Buddha, as is the tradition in the East? Or should it be like Rebens, raising his hands to the sky with an angry face?

It's still a nuisance, and it's puzzling.

On the way to lead his troops to the northeast, Qi Lang would gather his own think tank every day to discuss related issues, although the way out was still in the air, but the views on this disaster had basically reached a consensus- It was not a catastrophe that would come in hundreds or even thousands of years, as Gulf had predicted, it was already at hand, just waiting for the old man of the sun to become unwell and suddenly cough, and the area north of the Tenzin River would begin to suffer.

As for why the catastrophe will appear in the southern world in the early stage, Jira has already given the results of his scientific analysis: because this world is a huge sphere, the Lelikum continent in the northern hemisphere is under the sun's oblique rays most of the time, and it is certainly not as affected as the Beluwa continent near the equatorial zone, which is also the unlucky Baji for the world began to live in dire straits as early as two or three hundred years ago.

However, as the sun's rays gradually increase, the overall climate of the earth will inevitably change irreversibly, and at that time, even if humanity escapes to the far north, it will not be able to escape the doom of destruction.

It's a pressing problem, as if the hourglass of the countdown is only the last handful of sand that must be solved as soon as possible.

During this period of time, Mr. Zhu Lai finally reined in his attitude towards the game world, and began to fall into contemplation, which was an excellent signal for Qi Lang. After all, Mr. Zhu Lai had been in contact with his grandfather Luo Wu for a long time, and he could understand his old man's thoughts somewhat, especially how to explain the puzzle behind the mad wolf necklace, which would obviously be an important way out of the disaster. He couldn't be lazy this time, if all the human race was destroyed, he would lose his most loyal fans, and as a top artist, it would be a cruel blow.

Like Mr. Julai, Jira was also intensifying her research on the pamphlet left by Billy Whale's Billy. In the red-haired clever ghost's opinion, some of the information Rebens mentioned alluded to many of the descriptions in the pamphlet, and of course, the Bagies' judgment was undoubtedly more unscientific, but those few limited words and phrases should have a more desirable combination, and perhaps it was another way to find the answer.

Of course, Qi Lang would not pin all his hopes on the think tank, and he was also thinking hard all the time about the true meaning of the puzzle at the end of the sentence. "Hesh holds the stars", the answer is space, as stated in the rumor of Badge, it may be to open the door to the stars, like Billy the whale's mouth, to lead people out of the city.

Literally, "heshi" is supposed to worship the gods, it is a pious prayer, and whether it is in the Eastern way or the Western way, its meaning should not be far apart. But what does it mean to "hold"? Those stars don't look very big, but in fact, everyone knows that they are amazingly big, and each one will be at least the size of the sun, and it is not easy to hold in the palm of the hand, unless Qi Lang can also have an infinite palm like a god, then there is a chance.

Or, it's just a metaphor, like the saying that chokes the throat of fate, but choking the throat of fate may be simpler, just keep fighting and work hard, and the proposition of holding the stars is relatively much bigger, and it is even more difficult to see and guess.

Time is really running out. Several towns on the east coast have reported that a storm is raging at sea, and that the thick spiral branches have hit many islands, and it seems that the change in climate has gradually strengthened the strong tornado, and if the trend continues, the flood will be the first to cause great damage before the heat wave can be pushed from south to north.

Qi Lang now had a feeling that he felt as if he was in an unprecedented race on behalf of humanity, and his opponent was the inexorable passage of time...... (To be continued......)