Chapter 1605: Planning beyond 100 million years! (Part 2)
This is a desperate land, this is a desperate world.
The sky was dark, not without light, but the light was brought by the endless blood, full of sadness. The earth was no longer thriving, but exuded a disgusting stench, and the green grassland was all yellow and gone. No trace of life.
Life is extinct and vitality is no longer available.
In the sky, a coffin is suspended, like a black hole, frantically absorbing the surrounding death energy and despair, integrating into the body, and just like a source of pollution, releasing endless death energy, "slaughtering" the already extremely... Fading vitality.
This is a world destined to be destroyed. When all vitality has disappeared, then this land will forever be plunged into darkness and completely destroyed.
However, a ray of light suddenly came, breaking the extremely depressing silence of the sky, like a ray of sunshine, making the whole world warm.
The dazzling and gentle light shone on the coffin, the dark coffin was opened, and the coffin lid formed by despair and death slowly melted away, revealing the contents of the coffin.
A person, a handsome young man, was lying in the coffin. He closed his eyes tightly, and his face showed a sadness that made people couldn't help but shed tears. Even in deep sleep, his brows were furrowed. .
"Wake up, wake up, kid."
In the light, a soft voice came. It shone on the young man's body, warming his body, and penetrated his body and entered his consciousness, calling continuously.
His brows furrowed even more tightly. He didn't want to wake up, and he didn't want to wake up. However, he was unable to resist the warm light and warm voice, which made him feel warm all over his body in the endless sadness. feeling.
"You, who are you."
He opened his eyes, opened his mouth and spoke, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time. He spoke very laboriously and his pronunciation was very strange.
"I am Pangu, son."
This light turned into a virtual figure. He was a big man, very burly, and his whole body was full of indescribable explosive power. It made people feel extremely shocked at a glance. However, this was just his body, and his breath was really... Warm, very soft, like a gentle wind, a touch of warm light. The most important thing is his eyes. The endless kindness and compassion make people feel that they have found comfort in their hearts, just like their father and mother. Looking at you, no matter who it is, with such eyes, they feel like they are just a child who wants to throw themselves into their parents' arms and act like a spoiled child, or a child who cries.
"..."
His eyes were astringent, softened by Pangu's breath and eyes. He was very sad. He wanted to shed tears, but he found that he had no tears to shed, or he had no tear glands, or his tears had dried up.
"Child, don't dwell on the past. You should look to the future. There are miracles in this world."
Pangu looked at his somewhat distorted face, stretched out his hand, put his warm palm on his face, stroked him softly, and spoke softly.
"I... don't want to go back. I just feel so tired. I really want to sleep. I really want to think about nothing. I really want to keep going."
He finally started to speak, and there was no doubt in his eyes. Instead, he regarded this person whom he had just met for the first time as the best person to talk to, or even a relative. His voice was still so trembling, and his voice was It's a bit weird, but I can stop stuttering and speak smoothly.
"Are you going to drop everything?"
Pangu's expression was still gentle, and that smile was simply a healing tool.
"I don't want to experience the kind of pain that makes people feel like their heart is being torn into pieces, and makes people feel like their soul is being burned into nothingness. The world is too painful, and I would rather never wake up."
He looked ferocious, obviously thinking of the extreme pain, such sadness, and pain in his words. He never wanted to try again, or even think about it again. He was already in despair, for this world, for He was desperate for everything. He was not going to do anything. This world, everyone and everything had nothing to do with him. No matter what happened, no matter what would happen to anyone, he just wanted to sleep like this, because only Only in this case will he forget the endless sorrow.
"Child, escaping is not the solution to the problem. There is a solution to everything, and everyone has a chance to be redeemed. But the most important thing is, can you go back and look for the solution to the problem? Then you will be redeemed. Will people seize the slightest opportunity?"
Pangu looked at him, and in addition to the endless sadness in his eyes, there was also a huge look of encouragement. He was encouraging him, and he wanted to cheer him up again.
"Dead people cannot be resurrected, and there is nothing more grieving than a dead heart. If they die, I will die too. I am just a walking corpse. I might as well just sleep. At least, this way I won't feel the pain."
He raised his eyelids, but still did not cheer up. This is a desperate world, and everything here is affected by his mood. If he despairs, this world will become a dead land. This is his true portrayal.
"There is a miracle in life, isn't it? However, whether you can grasp it or not depends on your own efforts."
Pangu smiled, and that smile was so gentle. He pointed downwards with his hand. The young man in the coffin sat up and looked downwards. He saw endless withered and yellow fields on the land of despair. Among the grass, a small white flower is blooming hard.
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"What's wrong."
The demon in the melee suddenly felt something, and looked towards the demon in horror. Hongjun's expression also froze, as if he had noticed something. As for Netherworld, he didn't feel anything intuitively, he was just moved by that wave. I was attracted by the power that shot up to the sky, and I looked back.
The demon's expression was sinister, and Hongjun's expression was indifferent, because one of them could not feel the control over his external incarnation, and the other could not feel the power of the contract that bound the demon.
The body of Zixiao Shenlong exploded, and a mini sky demon appeared in the center of the explosion. It was the soul of the sky demon. At the same time, a black energy and a twisted body suddenly evaporated from the body. The devil's pattern is part of the devil's thoughts.
The soul enters the body.
When he opened his eyes, his green eyes glowed with divine light, and a majestic breath of life came towards him, bringing some vitality and light to the chaotic universe.
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