Chapter Eleven: The Truth of the Destruction of the World
Hearing the sound of coughing, Zhang Lang immediately turned his head and saw a half-remembered person lying in the corner!
But he is still alive!
Zhang Lang rushed forward in two steps, helped the seriously injured man up, and found that this was Zhang Lang!
Relying on the strong body of the reincarnation, this guy held on until Zhang Lang's arrival with his last breath. In his hand, there was his usual giant crossbow, but it had been seriously damaged... The arms of the crossbow were bent, and the crossbow string collapsed.
Broken, no longer usable.
"Zhang Lang, what on earth is going on?! How should I save you?"
Zhang Lang was at a loss for a moment. Looking at Zhang Lang who was still bleeding and could die at any time, he wished he could give him his power and let him heal himself and come back to life immediately!
"Don't worry about me..." Zhang Lang waved his hand with difficulty: "Don't waste time! Listen to me!"
Zhang Lang was stunned, held Zhang Lang's hand tightly, and nodded.
"The enemy..." Zhang Lang coughed: "It's the Chen clan!"
"Chen Clan?!" This is a name Zhang Lang has never heard of.
"I know, you think that I am your compatriot and an aborigine of this world..."
Zhang Lang shook his head: "Actually, no, I am a reincarnation from the main world! I came here to perform a mission!"
"What?!"
Zhang Lang was shocked when he heard that Zhang Lang, who had always helped him, was actually the person he hated most, the reincarnation of the main world? Carrying out a mission? Aren't the tasks of these reincarnations only to destroy and kill?
Not noticing Zhang Lang's shock, Zhang Lang said with his last strength: "And my mission is to help repair the world that was destroyed by the Chen clan..."
"Destroyed by the Chen Clan...?"
Zhang Lang thought of the group of people who entered this world and released the poisonous mist. Was that group the Chen tribe?
"Isn't he a reincarnator?"
"The Chen Clan are also reincarnators!" Zhang Lang shook his head:
"But, it's different from us!"
"I also learned not long ago that there are twelve parallel planes above the altar... These twelve major planes are twelve different species that have evolved wisdom and formed parallel planes after forming civilizations.
The world. And each of these parallel planes, due to differences in culture, technology, etc., has split into countless small worlds, which are the worlds where we usually do missions and adventures..."
"Twelve...species?"
"Yes..." Zhang Lang swallowed: "So, when we usually do tasks, no matter which world we go to, the dominant intelligent creatures are basically humans, because we all belong to the Shen tribe, which is the wisdom evolved from apes.
Creatures, and other big universes, are respectively Zichou Yinmao, Chensiwuwei, Youxuhai... arranged according to the twelve earthly branches... To be precise, it should be said that the twelve earthly branches are the ancient ancestors who have seen other
The intelligent race of the universe just summed it up!"
Zhang Lang rolled his eyes: "So the Chen Clan is also...the Dragon Clan?!"
"To be precise, they are intelligent life forms evolved from some archosaurs, also commonly known as dinosaurs... These are a group of dinosaur people!"
"And each of these big universes has a big altar. This big altar is based on the main world of its own universe. It selects the dead people from countless parallel worlds to be reborn, and distributes them to a thousand small altars.
They send missions to allow them to travel through worlds, cooperate and compete with each other, and continue to grow and become stronger. Only then can the best among them become heroes, gain stronger power, and become the true warriors of the altar!"
"Only these heroes will learn about the existence of other universes and receive tasks involving higher levels... And the twelve major universes use the altar as a platform to select heroes and fight with each other. As for the final battle
I don’t know what it is for or what we are fighting for... Weiwei and I are here this time to complete the trial mission to advance to the hero level. We want to help the people here, expand their territory, and rebuild their homes... so I know it in advance.
Some messages..."
"When we came here, we learned from the mission description that... this world was once the altar of our Shen clan and a key source of soldiers to cultivate, because the people in this world have a very high proportion of born with powerful powers, and many powerful reincarnations
They all come from here! The recruitment ratio of reincarnators in this world is second only to the main world!"
"But then the Chen tribe discovered this place. In order to prevent the Shen tribe from becoming stronger, they used special rules to secretly come here and carry out genocide against you!"
"But this time, not everyone in the world was killed. One person survived and became a reincarnation. He grew up at an incredibly fast rate... I don't know what channel this incident attracted the attention of the Chen Clan...
This group of dinosaurs returned to this world again, trying to kill this reincarnator who is still growing!"
"That's you, Zhang Lang!!"
Zhang Lang's pupils suddenly shrank... So, these survivors died because he attracted the enemy?!
"You don't have to blame yourself for this!"
Zhang Lang saw Zhang Lang's emotions and said weakly:
"Every man is innocent, but he is guilty of carrying a jade... The real sinners are those enemies who do whatever it takes to win!"
"Where are they going?" Zhang Lang's eyes were filled with blood red, staring at the dying Zhang Lang.
"Don't go now! You're not strong enough!"
Zhang Lang didn't know where he got the strength, so he grabbed Zhang Lang:
"Lao Ma is dead, Xiao Man is dead, Weiwei...is also dead!"
Having said this, this sunny boy couldn't stop his tears from flowing out:
"Weiwei used her skills to send me here at the last moment, hoping that I would survive...Originally, if the mission failed, I could return to the altar at any time, but in a world without Weiwei, I couldn't live at all...I used fake death to
I can hold my breath just to wait for you to come back!"
"I'm telling you this! I'm not asking you to die now, I'm asking you to..."
Having said this, Zhang Lang coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, but he still insisted on talking:
"What you have to do is to live well! Become stronger than anyone else, become a hero, and avenge your compatriots, as well as me and Weiwei!!!"
After shouting these words, Zhang Lang's last bit of energy and energy disappeared, and his whole body went limp.
Seeing that the reincarnator was dying, Zhang Lang gritted his teeth, removed the bloodshot eyes, and suppressed his anger: "I promise you..."
"Okay... okay..." After hearing these words, Zhang Lang's eyes began to blur, and he raised his hand to grab the air:
"Weiwei, you... you came to pick me up... you came... here..."
As the last word came out, his hand dropped weakly...
Zhang Lang raised his hand and closed his eyelids, sighed softly, stood up, turned his head, his eyes had returned to blood red!