Under the dim yellow sky with a trace of blood, the earth was full of devastation.
Huge cracks that seemed to lead to the abyss crisscrossed the ground. Compared to them, even the huge Huai Shi was just an insignificant speck of dust.
As the cracks and valleys crisscrossed, a huge mountain had been completely divided.
It was like a cake that kindergarten children had drunk too much vodka and were dividing. It was simply a mess and did not conform to the common sense of geography at all.
On the broken mountain in front of Huai Shi was the capital city that the lizard monk spoke of.
But the problem was — in addition to the heavily guarded capital city, the other mountains were clearly built in a style completely different from their capital city, but at the same time, filled with a gloomy and cold aura.
It was as if … they were confronting each other.
Huai Shi could even see the brown bloodstains on the layers of the walls after the layers of dried blood were splashed on them.
From a distance, a rotten smell came from the deep valley. Who knew how many rotting corpses could emit such a strong stench, which made Huai Shi feel more and more uncomfortable.
"That is also the capital city."
The monk's snake eyes showed indescribable hatred. "The capital city of the faithless, the nest of the heretics, the gathering place of the devils on the earth … One day, those sinners will be destroyed in the thunder of God's punishment!"
"… Your God is quite creative."
Huai Shi climbed to a mound and looked up into the distance. He was almost amused.
Those few capital cities were completely built on the edge of the crack of the abyss. They relied on the geographical advantage to build fortresses and then faced each other with heavy security.
Now it seemed that those cracks were a sign of the division of territory between countries, right?
But where did so many little geniuses move the capital city to the border of the country and transform it into military fortresses come from? Even the emperor did not guard the country's gate like this, did he?
It was as if he could not wait to go on a personal expedition every morning before he got up to go to the toilet.
What was he after?
He was simply crazy.
It seemed that it had been many years since they were built.
Now, one of the six cities had completely declined, collapsed, and turned into ruins, while the other five cities still maintained their hostility toward each other and were at daggers drawn.
Standing dozens of kilometers away, Huai Shi could already smell all kinds of smells from there.
The smell of wild beasts.
Who knew how many explorers were now in those cities, waiting for the Eternal War to begin.
"How many of them are GM cheats?" Huai Shi asked.
"There are about five people who have shown themselves."
Fu Yi glanced at the map. "One on this side, three on the left, and one on the opposite side …"
"It's good to have authority.
Huai Shi took a sip of lemon and glanced at the fanatical monk. "Let's go. Lead the way. Didn't you say that the king wants to see me?"
"Please follow me."
The monk carried the incense burner of the incense of the mountain Mountain..
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The whole capital was filled with a strange smell.
Standing in front of the long and narrow city gate and looking up at the towering city wall, one would feel an incomprehensible confusion from the almost absurd Gothic style.
— Why is the Great Lizard Kingdom still alive when it's in such a mess?
Under the cold high walls and sharp spires, gloomy and sharp shadows were cast, covering a numb face.
Every pair of eyes that could still be opened were covered with blood vessels. When they stared at Huai Shi, they were so fanatical and happy that it made people uncomfortable.
When Huai Shi walked into the city, no one was afraid that the evil beasts on the road would devour them. Instead, they could not wait to crawl on the ground and beg for the grace of the great spirit.
There were coughing sounds, moaning sounds, and screams in the distance.
There was also a rancid smell.
There were so few pedestrians that it almost became an empty city, but the strange sounds coming from behind the wall were a hundred times more than the pedestrians on the street today.
It was as if more dying people were unwillingly letting out their own voices.
Fear, uneasiness, pain, and despair.
Incomprehensible fanaticism.
Prayer.
Those clear, vague, hoarse, or high-pitched voices gathered in one place, reciting the scriptures given by God in unison in the cold and gloomy sound of the bell.
As she walked up the steep steps, Huai Shi felt that the rancid smell was getting thicker and thicker.
This feeling was very strange, as if he was walking step by step into the rotting corpse of a giant beast.
The smell of decay was everywhere.
"It's too disgusting." Fu Yi whispered, "Is the border and hell like this?"
"Bullshit, there is an amusement park in hell, it's really fun, you know? Everyone who went to the Ghost Castle and went to the amusement park gave us a thumbs up! "
Huai Shi felt that at this time, as the prince of the amusement park, he had to stand up for his work unit, but Fu Yi did not believe him at all.
He was about to say something when he heard a roar.
It was the loud noise of the palace gate opening.
The heavy rocks rubbed against each other, and the solemn faces on the countless reliefs seemed to roar and sing a hymn in unison. The incense was so strong that Huai Shi's sense of smell felt uncomfortable as it rushed towards them and drowned them …
But Fu Yi said that she did not smell anything, and was not affected at all.
She just reminded him that the map showed that there was a huge red reaction in front that the Astronomical Association's system panel could not analyze, and asked him to be careful.
As the palace gates opened one by one, Huai Shi went straight in. He did not even see many guards at all, only a few hunched figures covered in armor standing in the corner, the sound of breathing and coughing was so faint.
In the next moment, everyone fell to the ground, and Huai Shi would not be surprised.
In the end, Huai Shi finally saw His Majesty the King in the former magnificent and solemn hall, but everything was different from what he had imagined.
The former magnificence was now dim and decadent, and the solemn and cold atmosphere had become uncomfortable and oppressive.
In the hoarse hymn of the monks, Huai Shi smelled the rancid smell behind the curtain.
It was a ruined smell that could not be concealed no matter how solemn the hymns and fragrant the incense.
The front of the high throne was covered with gray gauze and silk, and the dust on it made people wonder if the curtains had been washed in the time since the palace was decorated.
What was more noteworthy was the hunched and thin figure on the throne, and the faint and hoarse moans that were like whispers.
It was as if they were talking.
But the voice could not be heard clearly.
Only the old priests kneeling under the throne respectfully kowtowed and listened. After a long time, the old chief priest raised his turbid eyes and looked at Huai Shi, who could be called a giant at the bottom of the steps.
"His Majesty expresses his heartfelt gratitude and appreciation for your arrival, and his admiration for your character of abhorrence of evil and your righteous indignation against the unclean."
"…" Huai Shi was stunned.
Are you all translators?
But don't fool me, the king just coughed a few times and took a few breaths, why did you translate such a long paragraph?
He raised his eyelids in surprise, afraid that the old man would suddenly tell him after a while, "Sorry, I don't understand what the king said, I just translated it blindly."
Behind the curtain, the moans on the throne sounded again, and the chief priest grinned and raised his hands with honor, "His Majesty is pleased!"
"His Majesty is pleased!!!"
At the bottom of the steps, the prostrating priests shouted excitedly.
Well, if you want to be happy, you have to make such a big scene, are you afraid that people don't know you are happy?
"The Eternal War is about to start, the great spirit with the will of God, please rest in the temple with the other great spirits for a while."
The chief priest continued to translate, "It is your destiny to show your skills in the war to defend the right and the will of God. As for everything else, you don't have to worry.
We will offer you all the food and water, we only hope that you can recharge your energy and put an end to the Eternal War to prove the will of God. "
After saying that, he paused for a moment, as if he was listening to the moans behind the curtain. Then, he said in a solemn voice, "At that time, the strongest great spirit will be on the altar and merge with the honorable holy body of the deities!"
Following his fanatical shouts, the heavy silk curtain finally opened slowly to the sides under the pull of the servants' long hooks.
And Huai Shi finally saw the holy object enshrined with fragrant incense on the towering altar behind the throne.
It represented the proof that the gods had once existed.
A withered and decayed broken eye.
It was only the size of a fist.
It was full of cracks.
Like a broken glass marble, the scarlet color almost overflowed from the scars and turned into a thin line, winding down the altar.
That was the source of the huge unknown red reaction.
Just by looking at it, he felt a piercing pain in his eyes. Huai Shi's scales were rubbing against each other in pain. The ancient gaze was squeezing out his consciousness and soul, forcing him to kneel before the noble saintly body.
But what he cared about more was the stooped and old king on the throne in front of the altar.
Why wasn't he dead yet?
No matter who saw the king for the first time, they should have thought so.
Decayed to such a state, he should have started to rot, right? But on the shriveled and stooped body, the eye that was covered with haze still stubbornly opened.
Even if the eye was dim and without light.
It was just like a mummy.
However, from the Saint Body on the altar, a thin and sticky thread of blood slowly swam to his body, sustaining his life with the power of the Saint Body.
His senseless agony seemed to last for eternity.
The unsightly distortion had been entangled in every part of the body, but he was still breathing, moaning, and experiencing the pain of survival.
The mutated bones pierced out of his skull, decorated with jewel-like mold, forming a deformed crown on his head.
Under the old and colorless silk clothes, the heart was still beating stubbornly on the shriveled skeleton-like chest.
With the difficult rhythm of the pulse, the blood vessels that grew out of his body sank into the throne behind him, passing through the rocks. They had already spread to the deepest part of the city like the roots of a tree, enveloping the entire cold and gloomy capital.
It connected him to the city.
The weak breathing was like a spider's silk, pulling the power of thousands of pounds, firmly maintaining the last lifeline of the country.
Huai Shi finally understood why the city could still survive so many disasters.
"I'm counting on you … Great Spirit …"
On the throne, the dying but not dead king struggled to raise an ugly smile, and finally let out a hoarse voice in the midst of moaning.
"Please give me … give this country …"
"The final salvation and relief …"
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