It was a thunderbolt, a thunderbolt that fell from the distant sky!

Before the soldiers could blink their eyelids, it had already hit its target!

"Boom!"

The glare of the light blinded all the soldiers for a short time, but when their eyesight regained their eyesight, they found that the stone pillar where Owu was was slowly rising. In the rumbling sound, the stone pillar was pulled up into the sky little by little, and the surrounding multicolored mist and vapor seeped into the stone body one by one, and the white jade was constantly changing colors, colorful and impressive.

Aunt Dong heard the changes that had taken place in the stone pillar from Qingguo, and her nervous demeanor seemed to have eased, it seemed that this change was a sign of success - Ao Wu became first! Before the main stone where Qi Lang was activated, Ao Wu preemptively completed his own trial!

Finally, after the top of the stone pillar rose to a height of more than 30 meters, it stopped, and Aowu, who had been closing his eyes tightly and had a hideous face, also opened his eyes. He jumped down, and with a bang, his feet smashed into the water, splashing layers of huge waves.

The sackcloth robe on Owu's body was already soaking wet, and he didn't know if it was caused by the agitation of the waves, or if the trial had caused him to sweat profusely. Aowu's facial expression was serious and cold, his eyes were blazing, and his expression seemed to be enlightened, but his brow was still tightly locked, and the corners of his closed mouth twitched slightly.

"What's that, Owu?" asked Gulph as he rushed over. He wanted to keep his voice down, after all, there were three other companions being tested on that strange stone pillar, but he was so excited that his voice still seemed to be shouting at the top of his throat: "What did you see there?"

"Fate!" Ao Wu replied in a low voice, strode to the side of Aunt Dong, bowed deeply, and stood quietly without saying a word, squinting his eyes and staring firmly at the remaining three partners who were being tested.

"See the fate of your ghost!" said Gurff, pouting and walking back a little lonely, still babbling at himself as if he were still laughing at himself, "your fate? I have seen your fate for a long time, and it should be no different from a stupid donkey." ”

Qingguo obviously couldn't agree with Gulf's assertions, and she gently moved to Owu's side, patted him on the shoulder approvingly, and smiled slightly. Owu seemed to find comfort in that smile, for his tense muscles had finally relaxed, and he returned a smile with relief, as if to say, "Don't worry, the descendants of Gondwana are ready for his fate." ”

The success of Ou gave hope to the soldiers, and they began to think that this so-called trial was nothing but a matter of sitting on the round stone for a while, waiting for the lightning strike to fall from the sky, and then the round stone would rise, and the unknown crisis would be solved—a trick often used by the magicians of the East to deceive people, saying that it was a test, and it was too much of a fuss.

This is certainly not the case.

If the soldiers were lucky enough to enter the illusion that Qi Lang was currently in, such speculation would probably never have appeared......

In the boundless darkness, Qi Lang was walking slowly. He didn't know what the meaning of such a walk was, as if he hadn't figured out what kind of problem this so-called trial was trying to solve in the first place—he had been somehow placed in this world where he couldn't see his fingers, and the road beneath his feet seemed to be smooth and unobstructed, but it was not really a road, because there was no direction, no signpost, no voice-over without any hints. The only thing he could do was to walk, relying on instinct, taking steps, walking with difficulty. The direction is no longer important, because no matter which direction the footsteps take, it is just ahead, but the so-called straight ahead does not see the light at all.

Loneliness is a formidable weapon.

It never directly brings physical harm to people, what it is best at is destroying people's minds, allowing despair to breed and spread little by little in people's hearts. Like a traveler lost in the boundless desert, he had fallen into madness before the feeling of hunger and thirst crushed him. But the lost man was lucky, at least he had the whining wind as his company, and even if the wind had stopped, he could yell like a few frenzied ones, creating an imaginary traveling companion out of thin air for this journey of destruction.

And this kind of self-comfort is something that Qi Lang can't want, because he finds that the world he lives in is so empty that he can't even get the slightest echo when he screams desperately, or in other words, in this world, there is no such thing as a communication tool like language.

In such loneliness, Qi Lang probably walked for a whole life, because he felt that his body had completed a decay from strong to weak. Hair, skin, muscles, bones...... Layer by layer, they disappeared into nothingness, and gradually they were left behind. They used to be part of him, a living part of him, but now, Qi Lang discovers that they are not......

The rest of Qi Lang was still walking, light and unrestrained. The feeling of exhaustion is gone, there is no longer any drag, and the seemingly endless end will one day be reached. But he was still facing that immensely powerful foe, as the loneliness remained, and the damage it did unabated. In the helplessness and powerlessness, Qi Lang felt that the remaining nothingness of himself was also disappearing—it was probably another whole life......

But that's just the beginning of the cycle. From the existence of what may be real, to the death of what may be false, and then back to the existence that may be real...... It seems like a meaningless cycle, a cycle that doesn't need to exist. But it just came, giving Qi Lang, a weak lifeform, a seemingly infinite choice, but the result was already doomed.

This desperately simple repetition should not be the whole point of this trial, because it has no meaning at all, and there must be a great crisis brewing in it. However, for Qi Lang, the crisis was something he had no time to take care of, and at this moment he no longer wanted to keep his mind running, because thinking meant that his loneliness deepened, and that he would be on the verge of collapse. The only thing he can do is to mechanically follow the cycle of reciprocation......

More than two hours have passed.

Aunt Dong's brows became tighter and tighter. Of course, she couldn't predict Qi Lang's current predicament, but she clearly knew that by the time the full moon set in the western sky, if the trial of the Four Yang Stones was still not completed, then not only Ouwu's previous success would be in vain, but the three little guys on it would suffer greatly due to the forced interruption of the trial!

Qingguo should have learned some of the mysteries from Aunt Dong a long time ago, and at this moment she was even more nervous, clasping her hands together in front of her chest, looking up and closing her eyes, silently praying to the heavens. Although Joanna, like the other soldiers, didn't know what this so-called trial was doing, she was obviously more careful, and seeing the nervous expressions of Aunt Dong and Qingguo, the initial relaxed state of mind gradually left her. She also began to clench her fists and pray, hoping that this would end as soon as possible, but judging from the trace of regret in her eyes, she must have complained about herself in her heart, and she should have resorted to measures early to find an opportunity to destroy her boyfriend's virgin identity.

At this time, the strange sound from the side of the stone pillar began to increase rhythmically, and it was estimated that the trial of the remaining three warriors would have the result again. The soldiers' hearts rose again, and under the leadership of the clever Corporal Calvin, they opened their palms to cover their eyes, lest another thunderbolt fall from the sky and blind them again.

As expected, the violent shaking was followed by the rise of the stone pillars!

This time it was the stone pillar where Jira was, and it seemed that the red-haired little man was not bragging, and the professional test that made Lu Huan return home was still difficult for this extremely wise soldier after all.

With a rumbling sound, the pillar slowly rose to the level of the pillar of Owu, and the soldiers were about to erupt in cheers. But at this moment, Jira suddenly opened her eyes, looked around blankly, and muttered, "Okay, okay, I'll try another way of thinking...... Suppose the function has an integer solution, and when the solution is a rational point, let's review the properties near this point...... Oh, no, no, no, that's too much trouble, I can't stand it! No, I can't stand it!"

As the volume increased, Jira's face became redder and redder, and her facial expression developed from dazed to crazy. He shook his head, as if the tremor of the stone pillar beneath him was irritating him, and he wanted to get up, get out of this hellish place, find a quiet place, and study the math puzzle that almost drained him.

Gulf, who had excellent eyesight, immediately noticed Jira's abnormal behavior and shouted: "Hell, Jira, don't move! Hold on a little longer, and you'll be successful! Oh God, please hold on, I don't want to go up and suffer, please!"

Gulf's cries bordered on pleading, but Gila ignored them. He became more and more agitated, and his hands and feet danced uncontrollably, until at last he actually stood up, and stood precariously on the edge of the stone pillar, raised his head, and promised the invisible questioner in the air: "I will figure it out, believe me, I will figure it out." But before that, allow me to vomit a mouthful of blood. ”

Jira does what she says. As soon as the words fell, he squirted a burst of blood into the lake water more than 20 meters below with a pop, and then leaned down and planted it straight!