Chapter 119
Author: Captain of the Youth First Crazy Squad
Finally, staring at the gate of the White Sun Court, silently playing with the stone of origin that is crucial to the transition of the human era, Luo Mo took a deep breath to prepare himself, then closed his eyes and waited inexplicably for the countdown of the task. of zeroing.
Although it is said that it is possible to return to the world he has been to, this time he himself feels that there is little hope... because he is very likely to die halfway.
Because of this, if the conditions allow him, there are actually many things he wants to say personally, but unfortunately the conditions really do not allow it.
He didn't have that much time, and.... really speaking face to face, he didn't know what to say.
Therefore, he could only bid farewell in the form of a letter, and just stood there in the snow, quietly waiting for the passage of time.
The cold wind blew silently beside him, rolling snowflakes to hide him in the flying snow.
But when the wind and snow dissipated, the figures on the snow also disappeared with the wind and snow.
Only the footprints on the snow, which were interrupted in the middle of the road, proved that he had been to this place.
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Under the red sky that seems to collapse at any time.
"...Why did I fail even though the enemy's strength was the same? It's really strange."
When Luo Mo smiled bitterly and complained softly and opened his eyes again, everything around him changed in a real sense, earth-shaking.
As far as the eye can see, there are flying sand and dust, and desolation and destruction seem to be synonymous with everything around.
Even so, the first time he came to this world, he had an inexplicable feeling of returning home.
The body has become extremely light, even if there is no ghost to absorb the surrounding energy, all the power has returned at this moment, even stronger than before.
The energy that is obviously filled in the atmosphere is more suitable for him than the magic power of the past, which undoubtedly confirms that he is the life of this world.
But before he had time to be happy, the system's emotionless voice came from his mind.
[——The gods bet on the throne of the only god, and led their retinues to fight forever. All creatures hated each other and killed each other. In such an endless cycle, the earth turned to scorched earth, the ashes covered the sky, and the corpse covered the earth. .
The war will almost destroy this planet. Even so, it is too long to describe, and it is not even clearer than many "gods". When did this endless slaughter start and how long it will last.
All the life of this, it just goes on like this endlessly - a war like a day for thousands of years.
As a punishment for failure, the ultimate individual, you need to persist in this war-torn world for a month. ]
The intelligent assistance system, which was not at all intelligent, became silent again after roughly stating the basic situation of this world.
In this vague and foggy overview, the only thing he understood was that there was a protracted war here.
"But...it doesn't look like there's even a single one alive. Wouldn't it be because of the war that I just came and all died?"
Looking around, he couldn't find any trace of life. In this devastated land, there was no way to find even a weed other than him.
If it weren't for the end of the sky, it was a big red planet that seemed to be smashed down at any time. Luo Mo estimated that he should have suspected that if he closed his eyes for a while, the third world war would start in the outside world, and the nuclear bombs that bloomed everywhere would destroy most of life on the planet.
And the planet that emits red light, although it is very close to the planet where he is now, and its size is greater than the volume of ten full moons combined, it does not bring any temperature like the moon, it seems that only Saying that the reflected light itself does not create any heat.
Except for the red moon that was too big, the sky was basically covered by something that didn't look like a "cloud", but something inexplicable like volcanic ash.
The "clouds" that covered the entire sky kept falling like ash after burning paper.
But compared to the ash after the paper is burnt out, it is a little too white, similar to white snow but with a bit of gray, so... unique?
Having no time to immerse himself in the stinging chest and loneliness, he patted his face and forcibly cleaned up his mood. In order to study what it was, he subconsciously reached out and caught a piece of...
"—Fuck! Still scalding? Where is this volcanic ash? Is this nuclear dust at all?! No.... Will nuclear dust scalding?"
Looking at the scalded position on his hand, he couldn't help but want to scold his mother....or said he had already scolded him, and he quickly put on his hood to prevent his hair from being burned out by the apparently abnormal ashes.
But after putting on his hood and packing his bags, he had no idea what to do after that.
No matter which direction he looked from, he couldn't find traces of civilization. After all, he couldn't find even a weed on the ground... It seemed that no matter where he went, it made no difference.
"Really, it sucks..."
Suishinian complained in a low voice, he chose to stand still for a moment, and walked in the direction of the red moon.
There is no way, even here, there is no way to tell the difference between east, west and northwest, and we can only go to the only reference object, right? .... although the celestial bodies will move.
However, no matter how far he walked, he couldn't get out of this vast wilderness. When he was tired from walking and wanted to rest, he noticed that a hidden dragon flew from the distant sky from the clouds in the distance. fly over.
That huge body like a hill, flying at high speed in the sky, no matter how unusual it looks... It doesn't matter if it doesn't conform to aerodynamics, the existence of such a large creature is quite unscientific.
Of course, the most unusual thing is its existence itself. The sense of oppression it brings is far greater than that of all the monsters he has ever encountered. Even the so-called permafrost, the beast of the end, Parker, even if he is not small, the sense of oppression given to him is not enough. It's not a level, and maybe it's not a dimensional existence in front of that dragon at all.
Even if the world he had ever encountered was the strongest, Sword Saint Reinhardt couldn't do this, and even a distance of 10,000 meters could bring him such a real premonition of death.
Even if he wasn't afraid of death, the huge gap in strength made him give up even running away, not to mention the idea of fighting...because it was meaningless, and his feet were instinctively soft.
If he was like an ordinary person, he might not feel it and would not be affected, just like an ant would be too lazy to escape when he sees a tiger without fear.
After all, the gap has exceeded a certain limit, and too small a meat tiger can't look down on it, so as long as the other party doesn't take the initiative to look over and want to do something to him, he will basically completely ignore the existence of the tiger.
But the rabbit can feel the oppression brought by the tiger, and instinctively flees; of course, he is definitely not as strong as the rabbit in front of this dragon, but unfortunately...he can feel the horror of the dragon.
"...Well, although it looks scary, it should be really powerful, but! No matter how you look at it, it doesn't care about me, just like a giant dragon doesn't care about ants on the ground, and it doesn't pose anything to me at all. threaten!"
Even if his legs were too weak to move, Luo Mo still refused to admit defeat. He even spread out his hands as if nothing had happened, and explained his situation to himself, but after he finished speaking, he couldn't help squatting on the ground and holding his head in depression:
"Wow~ Why do I have to tell myself so miserably... Do I have a tendency to abuse myself when I was hurt by Pandora?"
But he just finished being depressed... as if he had heard the conclusive inference he had made earlier.
There was a giant dragon that was quite far away, but it appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye.
"I... do I have the talent of a crow's mouth?"
....without any warning, and without the slightest bit of precaution, the huge dragon abruptly appeared in front of him.
It made him really want to cry when he looked at the "mountain" in front of him. He didn't even care about why the other party arrived in front of him so quickly, but there was no trace of wind. He could only raise his head and look up at the dragon with a smile.
The pure white dragon scales without a trace of dust all over the dragon's body shine under the red moon in the sky. It is clearer and more flawless than the glaciers in the extreme north. The beauty is fascinating, but it also exudes overwhelming majesty. Filled with a strange sense of holiness.
Its eyes are not like beasts, but deep and intellectual like a wise man who has experienced vicissitudes of life, which makes Luo Mo understand that the other party can communicate.
But even though there are a lot of emergency plans, he really didn't think about how to get close to the dragon, and he didn't know whether there was a language barrier with each other. He could only choose to say nothing and do nothing to avoid misunderstandings...etc. The other party speaks.
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The giant dragon, attracted by the spatial fluctuations, did not speak for the first time, but, like a scholar who encountered a rare phenomenon, carefully looked at his small existence with clear eyes that shone with profound knowledge.
Then.... the space vibrated, and the dragon slowly opened his huge mouth:
"—Wo Yu, God of Void, why are you so weak? So weird?"
"....what?"
It was the first time I heard this language, but Luo Mo found that he could understand it. There was only the system text he could see in the field of vision, and a prompt appeared telling him that it was Tianyi language.
....Dragon is speaking Tianyi language?
He was surprised for a moment and wondered if Tianyi language would be the universal language of this world.
But.... just thinking about it, he found out that the dragon obviously restrained his breath.
Otherwise, just standing in front of him, this overly powerful monster might force him to die.
That is, it wants to communicate with itself? But what does the god of the void mean? Is it the God of War? Waste Feather means Flügel?
The simple folk customs of this world are too much, right? ! Talking to someone is first and foremost an insult? ?
"That.... I don't know the specifics. I'm just a harmless traveler, but if you don't mind, can you tell me where the nearest country is?"
"I don't know, I'm not interested."
"Yes....is it..."
Although Luo Mo has a habit of provoking people, he has no habit of seeking death. He quickly acknowledged his counsel and became quite honest. He could only keep nodding with a harmless smile and wait for the other party to leave.
But the dragon's eyes seemed to see through everything, staring at him for a long time without saying a word, the guy whose eyes were not as big as his own.
It is said that as a living body centered on the present and spanning multiple time and space, the dragon essence can see through the gaps in time and know the past and the future, so unconsciously, its eyes have an inexplicable look of joy, and it is both looking forward and happy. :
"...You have the smell of gods. It seems that the demise of the final dragon is more meaningful than imagined, and defeating Rihengelt's side-by-side individuals is just a prelude. The most radical means of the god of emptiness is you. Bar?"
"haha a....."
so? What is this all about? What's up with me?
Long's self-talk and strange discoveries are extremely irrelevant to Luo Mo. If the other party is not too powerful, he would be too lazy to pay attention to this strange big guy.
But there is no way that the situation is better than others. He can only nod his head with an expression that seems to understand and not understand, and cooperate with the other party's desire to talk about himself... Save others by himself, and he doesn't like others disturbing his own self-talk. .
It's a pity that even though he is very good at concealing his feelings, Long still sees his thoughts and shakes his head to himself:
"Sad waste feathers, you seem to know nothing."
"...Yes, I don't know anything, if it's convenient for Mr. Long to say something?"
"Your luck is very good. I am a follower of Cong Long, Regin Levi, and I am different from the stupid and weak Yanlong. I have no interest in this stupid war, and I am not interested in crushing the weak. Leave. "
The dragon, who seemed to be disappointed in him, and therefore lost interest in him, didn't speak until the voice came to the ground or.... It hasn't come to the ground, but the last words were replaced by the dragon's essence language, so - the upheaval happened.
Before even blinking his eyes, the surrounding scenery changed dramatically for the second time today.
He, who was in the endless empty wilderness, disappeared from the wilderness inexplicably the moment the dragon's voice landed, and appeared abruptly in the wilderness near the forest.
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With a word of "Leave", Luo Mo, who was exiled thousands of miles away, stared at the forest not far away in amazement, unable to turn his head.
"Uh... what's the situation? Another space move??"
The barren wilderness was on the left, and on the other was the forest that he thought this world would never exist, but the terrifying dragon disappeared.
Just when he was thinking, the creatures in this world might not be as unfriendly as he thought, but the system recorded his encounter this time, and let him understand why he teleported.
"Dragon Essence Language" itself is magic, and it is an "order" issued to all things, which can make all things submit and obey unconditionally.
Just say "die" and everything will die; "smash" everything will smash.
It is said that this prophecy is a fragment of the power of creation of heaven and earth.
It is a pity that the language of the dragon spirit species, even if it can be recorded, is something that cannot be reproduced, because...the principle cannot be parsed, or....even if it is parsed, it cannot be used.
No matter how strong an ordinary attack is, there are conditions that can be reproduced, but this language is not a simple attack like Yan Longxiao, it uses the power of the past and the future.
How should a creature bound to a point in time understand this kind of attack that is not purely violent? Even if there is an attack, the attack itself is incomplete, and the past and future of the source of the attack cannot be observed.
Because of its own limitations, this language directly goes beyond the scope of calculus.
However, the pseudo-script Yan Longxiao was also re-engraved at the expense of 1,468 machines, but it can only reproduce the dragon essence species, whose strength is quite water, but inexplicably is the dragon king's Yan Long. Hit forty-three percent.
Only if more than half of them can be re-engraved can it be considered a true classic, but.... due to the problem of compatibility, except for modern weapons that can be completely re-engraved, many cannot be completely re-engraved.
However, the advantage of the Ex-Machina itself is not that it is completely reproduced, but that it can reproduce most of the attacks after being attacked, and use a lot of messy abilities.
Just to his half-hearted body...
"....the creatures of this world, really tm perverted....my stomach hurts..."
Relying on the system to gain a deeper understanding of how perverted the dragon was, Luo Mo could only cover his aching stomach and quickly fled into the forest covered by "snow", for fear that he would encounter another one at that time. What a pervert.
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Snow-covered forest.
Luo Mo, who was wearing a black trench coat, shuttled through it almost silently. If you got close, you could hear him still whispering something.
Of course, it doesn't have any special meaning. He was just complaining constantly, and by the way, he begged all the gods he knew, hoping that they would bless him not to encounter any perverts again.
In this way, two hours passed, probably at night... maybe not, he found a cave and immediately hid in it.
After burying the newly developed nuclear mines in Russia, and collecting some dead leaves and tree trunks, the fire was completed by scraping some magnesium chips with the prepared igniter in the cave.
"...This ghost place, obviously it's not snow, why is the temperature so low?"
He was sitting by the fire spitting out a mouthful of white mist, rubbed his hands and glanced in the direction of the hole, and complained a few times today.
However, he actually knew in his heart that the low temperature should be due to the fact that the ash covered the sky, preventing the sun's light from spreading.
Of course.... He has not seen the sun in this world, but if there is no sun's current temperature, it must not be this level.
"In the daytime, you can still be a blessing and a prestige, but at night you have to play in the wilderness alone to survive. No one will believe it if you say it? .... But~ Fortunately, I am smart and prepare enough food for a month in advance. Um! I won't go out from now on! Ah, I almost forgot, the hole must be blocked to be safe."
After laughing at himself, he praised himself bitterly, flipping through the big backpack, he remembered the importance of concealment, and immediately reached out and pressed it on the ground