Three thousand years ago, the glory of the world was destroyed overnight. A catastrophe of magnitude is unexpected, but there is nothing that can be done.

The ten golden crows that were supposed to take turns suddenly appeared in the sky above the human world at the same time. When the sun bell rang in the human world, the ten days rose from all directions, and the hot fire instantly spread from the horizon of the four directions, burning everything in the world from the outside to the inside, the grass and trees withered and the rivers dried up, and in just one hour, a third of the thousands of beasts in the world died. The Terrans were not spared under the scorching sun.

The deserted wasteland was littered with the corpses of people who had not yet had time to run into the cave, and the corpses were charred and black, except for a pair of red and black flesh that was still emitting gray smoke, and each corpse was wrapped in smoky blue flames, slowly devouring their souls.

No one knew what was going on, they couldn't even open their eyes.

Three hours later, in this desperate situation, a man dressed in a black robe and walked up to the highest mountain in the human world, he stepped barefoot on the black and red earth, and the gray cloth was wrapped around his head and covered almost his entire face, revealing only a pair of bloodshot eyes. He was covered in a black robe, and no one knew who he was or where he came from.

He stopped at the top of the mountain, under the dark red sky, and the hot wind was rampaging through the world, sweeping every inch of the earth, and burning the vegetation everywhere he passed.

I saw him holding an ice bow in his hand, riding an ice arrow, and his strong arms stretched the bowstring backwards to the fullest. He aimed at the sun in the sky and did not hesitate to shoot his arrow into the sky. The sword broke through the air and let out a roar, only to see a sun in the sky tremble, and the light on his body instantly dimmed, trembling and falling from the sky, but before it landed, the arrow that pierced through the heart suddenly exploded, and the ice blue crystal burst out violently, and the ashes of the golden crow burned in one fell swoop.

The nine suns in the sky are trembling, angry, sad, wailing. A violent wave of heat hit and tossed the man over. The man rolled on the spot, quickly pulled out two arrows from the quiver behind his back, opened his bow and set up the arrows, and the two arrows fired in unison, and two golden crows fell.

Then there was the third, then the fourth, and in the end there were only two golden crows left. The man's eyes were squinted, his mouth was bloody, his hands were burned to blackened bones, and the hatred in his eyes was undisguised. He finally drew two arrows, took his bow with bated breath, aimed at the two motionless circles of light, and let it go.

Just as the last arrow was about to hit the two golden crows, the smaller one suddenly struggled to push the other one away, and the next moment its abdomen was pierced by the incoming arrow. However, the Ice Spirit Arrow only exploded after breaking through its body, thus escaping the end of the ashes. The little golden crow fell from the sky into the West Sea and disappeared without a trace.

The other golden crow that was pushed away escaped a catastrophe, but it was still pierced through its wings, the ice spirit arrow exploded, directly tearing its wings, golden red blood gushed out, and the flowing black feathers flew all over the sky, it trembled and looked at the sky that was getting farther and darker, and finally opened its mouth to let out a terrible cry that had been suppressed in its heart. At this time, a dark cloud descended from the sky, catching the falling golden crow, and a gust of wind blew through the golden crow and disappeared among the dark clouds. The human world entered the night, but the hot residual temperature still stayed on this land, and it could not be calmed down for a long time.

The aftermath of the mournful cry lingered in the air for a long time, heralding everything that was to come in the human world.

The light disappeared from the human world, and darkness was everywhere in sight.

The man was still standing on the top of Sheji Mountain, tall and slender, facing west, holding an ice bow in his hand, the hot wind blew, and the corner of the black robe was lifted, but under the black robe were the white bones of Sensen.

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From the day the Golden Crow disappeared, the human world experienced a hundred years of darkness. All kinds of dark spiritual creatures grow quietly, devouring the souls of the human race. And the human race, which had just experienced the catastrophe of annihilation, had no ability to protect itself at all, and under the sharp fangs, some people wailed and called for the gods, but they were killed by their companions, and they no longer believed in the gods, until there was little left of the human race, and the king of people held a sacrificial ceremony to pray for the protection of the gods. They look forward to the light coming again, and for that they can endure hatred.

The Divine Realm, the matter of the Ten Golden Crows being in the Heavenly Realm has not yet been traced clearly, but they all know that the weapons in the hands of the person who shot the Golden Crow that day cannot be mortal, and they are still so timely.

The God Emperor lost the nine Golden Crows, and the earth was in shambles, he waited for the Heavenly Dao to send down the punishment, thinking that he would be destroyed, but it was several other ancient gods who were punished. The power of the Heavenly Dao could not be countered even by the God Emperor, so he could only choose to remain silent.

After the sacrifice of the human race, the Heavenly Dao re-issued a decree to restore the gods to their positions and perform their duties. As the guardian of the human race, the Protoss can only choose to continue to protect after hesitation.

The people killed the nine golden crows, but they could only keep silent. No one knows why the Ten Golden Crows went to the human world together that day, causing such a tragic result. For this reason, dozens of ancient old gods received the will of the Heavenly Dao to repair the barrier connecting the two worlds of man and god, and finally the divine power was exhausted and fell outside the barrier. And their divine bodies are used as materials to mend the earth, and they can never return to the divine realm.

Xi He, who had long since retreated, stepped out of the Taihe Hall again and took over the task of shining on the human world, but Xi He's divine power had long been weakened because of the birth of the Ten Golden Crows, and I am afraid that it would not last long in the long run.

The human world has regained its light, and although the light is not as hot as before, it is a miracle for those who have experienced a hundred years of darkness. Since then, the human race has begun to recuperate, reproduce, and strive to survive.

The Ten Golden Crows of the Protoss are named after the Ten Heavenly Stems, and the only ones that survive are the Nine Golden Crows and Nine Ren. Jiuren was rescued by Yunzhongjun that day, and after being brought back to the divine realm, he was sent directly to Xihe's Taihe Palace, and the gods of the clan followed him, all guarding Jiuren to maintain his life. Xihe hadn't seen a few sons and daughters for a long time, and he didn't expect to learn that his son and daughter were shot by the Terran as soon as they met, and the younger son was in danger. Then the Divine Emperor arrived and stabilized Jiuren's injury, but the will of the Heavenly Dao was soon issued, and the Divine Emperor had to leave.

The gods of the weapons that shot the golden crow had never seen it, so there was no corresponding countermeasure to heal Jiuren, and his injuries could only be kept steady, but they could not be treated. Gods will also die of old age, and once they die, the soul will disappear forever, and although Jiuren has made a big mistake, no god wants him to die. Maybe the human race doesn't understand, but every god in the god race knows that even the gods can't escape the invasion of the ten golden crows, those gods in the human world must be half dead, and a third of the gods are from the Xihe tribe, even if the ten golden crows are stubborn, it is impossible to kill the gods in their own clan, not to mention that among the ten golden crows, except for a few small golden crows who are young and playful, the big golden crows are very stable and deeply loved by the god emperor.

Another thing that makes the gods of all races feel strange is that after the death of the gods of the human world, their divine bodies did not turn into sparks and return to the sea of stars. The God Emperor saw all these things, but this matter was the fault of the God Clan, they did not have the right to speak first, and although the God Emperor was anxious, he could not look for it in the human world.

A hundred years later, although the goddess Xihe promised Yaoshi, she also put forward conditions for the god emperor. The gods had planned to give up the seriously injured Jiuren, re-elect a god who could shine in the world among the Xihe clan and cultivate it, and take over the position of Rizhao when Xihe's divine power was exhausted. Seeing that the gods had such an attitude, Xihe put forward the condition of curing Jiuren and letting him succeed her in the future, which was the only way to keep Jiuren, otherwise even if the Protoss had been protecting him, the Heavenly Dao would not spare the Golden Crow who had committed a major crime and had no ability to shine in the world.

After that, Xihe sent Jiuren to the Xihe tribe for treatment, and for more than 800 years, Jiuren never woke up. After the death of the Golden Crow, Fusang, the sacred tree that is the heart of Yanggu, withered overnight, the tree spirit disappeared, and the sparks in the sea of stars connecting the two worlds of gods and men were extinguished.

The darkness of the divine realm began.