This world was going to be over.
Huai Shi realized this for the first time.
He looked up and saw the snowflakes falling from the sky and landing on his nose. Soon, it was covered with a layer of ash.
It was a tiny dust that was difficult to see with the naked eye.
There were pitch-black snowflakes.
Since a week ago, black snow had been falling from the sky, and it had continued to fall until now. It was like the ashes of something that had been burnt out.
Until everything was completely covered.
It was like adding soil to the coffin after a funeral, burying everything in a leisurely manner.
Now that Huai Shi looked up, she could see that under the pale white sky, the ground had turned pitch-black.
Above the pitch-black earth, a dense fog slowly rose in spirals.
There was a faint laughter behind him.
Huai Shi was not surprised and continued to walk forward, following the direction of the wind. Beside him, the vague outline of a village appeared in the fog. In the gentle light of the fire, a blurry figure waved at him, indicating for him to come closer.
Huai Shi looked back. The fog whined, shattered, and the illusion dissipated.
He had seen too many such illusions in the past two days. After the whole world was covered with ashes, it seemed to have completely turned into this unpleasant scene.
Everywhere seemed to be a strange trap and cage, waiting for people to fall into the trap.
Then they were run over by Huai Shi.
Not a single tile was left.
But there seemed to be a lot of people who were run over like this.
As she advanced, Huai Shi's footsteps came to a halt. She saw the huge ravines around her, as well as the deep imprints.
When he climbed to the top of a mountain ridge and looked down, he saw that the gullies, which were several meters deep, were actually filled with regular marks, just like … huge wheel ruts.
But even the ruts were a little too huge.
It was as if a city had installed caterpillar tracks and wheels on itself and was slowly passing by. Against the gale, it was heading south.
Huai Shi tried to look up at the ruts, but he saw nothing. Obviously, they had passed through here for a long time. But even the endless black snow could not drown out the traces they left behind.
After discovering this, Huai Shi didn't know why he suddenly felt a little happy.
Even the signs of destruction could not erase the traces of its former existence.
There had to be something left behind.
Even if it was just wreckage and ruins, it would be fine.
That was proof of the existence of life.
He continued on his journey, the wind blowing behind him.
In any case, there were no more main quests for him to do. It was as if he was wandering around in a sandbox game after clearing the game.
He was aimless.
He had been walking in this direction for the past week, because a week ago, when the black snow fell, the wind began to blow.
At first, the distance was very far, so he couldn't feel any airflow. However, the closer he got to the direction of the airflow, the fiercer the wind became.
Black snow filled the sky, making it impossible to see the road ahead.
He wanted to know where the wind was blowing.
Since he had nothing to do, why not do some exercise? Therefore, Huai Shi decisively went on the road. Once he left, he walked for a week …
After seeing the marks of the ruts, he walked forward again.
In the end, the wind behind him was like a natural disaster. Huge stones were constantly flying and being swept into the air.
Huai Shi continued to move forward as if nothing had happened.
Like a planetary engine in a certain work, he would gnaw on stones when he was hungry. It was crunchy and filling.
Now, he could dig a hole from one side of the mountain to the other side of the mountain for a meal. Eating a meal would take a long time, but in fact … it seemed that there was no problem if he didn't eat.
If he was thirsty … he didn't know what to do if he was thirsty.
Because recently, water was really getting harder and harder to find. However, after he drank an entire lake in one breath last time, he never felt thirsty again. He didn't feel dry at all.
And his body was getting bigger and bigger. In the end, he had lost his sense of his body size.
The wind couldn't move him at all. He was like a small mountain. The highest mountain range around him seemed to be the height of a wall. He could climb over it with just a few steps.
He didn't see anything bigger than himself.
With every step he took, the earth rumbled. Many hills collapsed on themselves when he got close. More often than not, he had to be careful and be careful. Otherwise, he would sink into the ground.
"Isn't this a little too unscientific?"
Huai Shi turned around and asked the singing spirits on the back of the mountain of light, "Will I break through the atmosphere in the end? But then again, do you guys even have an atmosphere here? The sky is infinitely high. You don't even have the concept of outer space … "
"Holy!"
The spirits of the lizardmen praised in unison.
Huai Shi scratched his head and asked, "Do you have any clues?"
"Holy!"
The dead all praised him passionately.
"…" Huai Shi's dog head twitched. He couldn't help but sigh, "Can you say anything other than holy?"
"Holy! Holy! Holy! "
The spirits on the back of the mountain of light sang even more fervently, as if they had been inspired by Huai Shi. Huai Shi felt extremely powerless.
"… … Fine, you can keep singing. You can even use it as background music, right?"
At this point, all of the lizardmen's consciousness and spirits were contained within Huai Shi's body. Their Origin Substances were flowing through Huai Shi's blood.
In short, Huai Shi was like a small box that contained the lizardmen's final consciousness … … Even though this analogy was a bit strange, it wasn't wrong.
Their consciousnesses were currently sleeping within Huai Shi's bones, and their remaining instincts and beliefs had transformed into a ring of light that constantly praised Huai Shi's holiness and greatness.
Hoping that they would respond was too much of a fantasy. Just singing for him was already pretty good.
At least there was some sound, so he wasn't too lonely.
Huai Shi continued to listen to the lizardmen's song on repeat as he continued to walk forward.
In the end, he finally stopped.
He raised his head and stared at the sky in the distance.
Okay, he finally knew where the wind was coming from … … There was a large hole in the sky.
All of the air was flowing out of the huge hole, disappearing into the unknown darkness.
Huai Shi tried to throw a piece of metal in that direction, but when the piece of metal flew into it, it quickly dissipated. In the end, the only thing that came back was an extreme emptiness and coldness. It was impossible for anything to exist in that space.
It could be expected that if the air continued to flow out at this speed, the entire world would soon become a vacuum.
Just as he stood there scratching his head, he saw specks of light shining through the layers of black snow in the sky.
The stars seemed to have become a bit bigger.
Then, they became a bit bigger, and a bit bigger … …
In the end, Huai Shi finally reacted and opened his eyes wide in shock.
He finally understood.
— — The stars were falling.
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Four days later, the burning six-winged Undying Bird descended from the sky and landed on the dry desert. It saw the Hydra waiting here.
"Didn't you say you were waiting for me at the seaside?" The Undying Bird asked in confusion.
"That's what I said."
The Hydra's nine heads replied expressionlessly, "Two days ago, this was the seaside."
"… …" The Undying Bird was silent for a long time and asked with a dry voice, "Where is the thing you wanted to show me?"
"Follow me."
The Hydra turned its huge body and walked slowly towards the depths of the dry ocean.
They walked forward for three days and then stopped in front of the huge steel mountain.
The rough piece of black iron fell from the sky, smashing the skeleton of a whale, and then crushing countless barnacles and corals. After leaving a deep trench on the seabed, it was wedged deep into the broken seabed.
On the huge iron block, there were still traces of blue flames burning slowly, like a candle in the wind.
"Didn't you want to see the falling stars?"
The Hydra lifted the tip of its tail and pointed, and said to the Undying Bird's ugly face, "This is it … …"
In the distance, in the dry desert-like seabed, countless large and small iron blocks had sunk into the sand, and the once majestic and glorious appearance could no longer be seen.
This was the final destination of the stars.
"Gather everyone."
After a long silence, the six-winged Undying Bird spread its huge wings and soared into the sky, "This is not something that can be solved by one person … …"
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Huai Shi stood in the middle of the black snow that had stopped falling.
This should be the edge of the Country of Fog, the place where he was immersed in the illusion. He even played Fight the Landlord here with two brothers who came from nowhere.
But now, there was nothing left here.
There was only dead silence.
In the deepest part of the dissipating fog, Huai Shi found a few skeletons snuggling together. Before the end of the world, they had already fallen asleep in each other's arms.
They were free from fear and despair.
Huai Shi stood there in a daze for a long, long time. He lifted the tip of his tail and dug a pit for them. He carefully put them in there and covered them with soil.
Because he did not know their names, Huai Shi did not even know how to set up a tombstone for them.
"I originally wanted to bring you with me … …"
Huai Shi scratched his head, sighed gloomily, and turned to leave. After taking a few steps, he turned back and sincerely thanked them, "Thank you for the stew."
No one responded.
In the spiraling fog, the old outline of the cat grandmother seemed to appear. She waved at him and disappeared again.
Huai Shi did not know where he could go.
The whole world seemed to be ending.
Along the way, he did not see anything alive at all. He could only find decay and distortion in the increasingly serious Depth Index.
The whole world was slowly dying, as if it had really become the world after death.
It had become hell.
And just as Huai Shi was deep in thought, he felt the sky above his head tremble slightly.
He thought it was an illusion. The sky trembled again.
When he looked up, he saw that in the center of the sky, the light of the big fireball was rapidly diminishing … … Like an old light bulb, it struggled to flash twice.
It was extinguished.
The world fell into darkness.
The sun was gone.
Huai Shi opened his mouth in a daze.
He began to feel lucky that he still had a huge light bulb with him.
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