[226] Reversing the war and causing disaster three
Wang Man's fighting energy was all used up, and the shield was completely shattered. Even the last layer of fighting energy energy holy shield was wiped out. The only good thing is that most of the summoned demonic insects were attracted by the magic bombing sound of the spirit, and
Didn't chase him upstairs.
Wang Man moved to the edge of the thatched roof with difficulty, wiped off the blood on his face, and looked with the help of the firelight not far away, but he couldn't help but laugh. The spirit he had high hopes for was just surrounded and concentrated.
A group of soldiers on the hill, with a large number of scepters and wooden stakes placed around them to block breakthroughs, are probably the broken team of spiritual beings. Now that I think about it, the main force led by Dean Yuri has probably retreated long ago.
At this time, these spiritual beings were almost at the end of their rope.
The downstairs was filled with corpses of summoned demonic insects. The living insects stepped on the corpses of the same kind and swarmed up. The spirits had no way to survive.
Under the stern call of the spirit leader, the remaining dozen spirit men gathered tightly in a group, some crying and some laughing.
Boom!
The earth shook and the mountains shook. These spiritual beings violently detonated all the energy in their bodies and died together with the summoned demonic insects that rushed up the hill!
Their position was not far from Wang Man. A violent explosion hit and instantly broke the ridge of the roof in front of Wang Man. The farmer's earth-built house was not strong enough. After shaking twice, it collapsed.
Wang Man was exhausted, severely injured, and even his consciousness began to blur. At the beginning of the explosion, he was directly overturned by the airflow, and then the house collapsed, pressing him down!
At that time, Wang Man only felt that his vision went dark, and there was a sharp pain on his head, back, and chest, and then he didn't know anything at all.
In ruins.
I don't know how long it took.
Wang Man saw his loving mother Ji again in a trance. She was cooking her favorite dishes in the house. His father was sitting on the earthen bed looking at his hard-working mother. Father? Wang Man almost shouted in a suppressed voice, but
There is a feeling of déjà vu in a back view. These scenes are scenes that were common to Wang Man every time he went home during his childhood. They have not changed at all. Even the words of his mother Ji are the same as usual: Come back.
Come on, you must be hungry. Mom has stewed the soup for you. Wash your hands and eat some first.
His nose felt sore, and the painful longing burst out instantly. He stepped forward and hugged his mother's back. Since the monster appeared, he felt panic in his heart, a sense of loneliness that he couldn't trust, and longing that penetrated into his soul... He seemed to have many, many
If so, talk to her.
But when the words came to her lips, she could only choke and say: "Mom... I miss you so much!"
Just when he could clearly feel his mother's familiar body temperature, the scene suddenly changed. A large ball of thick energy magic appeared, accompanied by a harsh whistling sound and a collision sound...
What appeared in front of him again was his mother who could no longer call him "son", but a cold corpse, and the other self was kneeling on the ground, crying heartbreakingly: "Mom! Mom!..."
At that moment, he was heartbroken and heartbroken!
Wang Man screamed and opened his eyes, his dream was shattered.
My eyes were dark and cold.
The silence all around was like the underworld.
Am I dead? This was the first thought that came to Wang Man's mind.
But he was soon brought back to reality by the severe pain in his left leg.
"I remembered, the house collapsed and I was pinned down." The scene before coma reappeared in front of him.
Wang Man tried to push the fallen beam on his body, but found that there was severe pain in his chest, and the pain became even worse when he activated his vitality. He tried several times, but it finally failed.
He groped around, but fortunately the feeling in his hands was still there. With the characteristics of the Hill Blood Splitting Gloves, which were stronger when exposed to force, it was easy to break through the pillars of the room.
Enduring the severe pain, Wang Man opened the floor board piece by piece and dragged out his left leg, which was almost numb.
A faint ray of light fell from the gap between the broken boards and broken walls. The weak light seemed particularly warm at this moment.
Wang Man crawled outside the ruins and checked his physical condition: his head was broken and bleeding again; his chest seemed to have been hit hard, and several bones were probably broken; he lost feeling in his left leg and heel, and he didn't know if it was broken or not.
The Dou Qi rotating ball in his body had been completely destroyed long ago, otherwise he wouldn't have been smashed like this by a few beams.
Fortunately, he is still alive, Wang Man consoled himself.
He dug out a few red crystals from the Purple Linglong. He knew that it would be much easier to absorb energy from the red crystals than from the inside of the Purple Linglong.
The surroundings were very quiet, and the summoned demonic insects seemed to have disappeared. Wang Man didn't know how long he had been unconscious, and his stomach was so hungry that his chest pressed against his back.
Wang Man leaned against a hillside in the ruins and ate something simple.
As the food was digested, Wang Man's body gradually recovered some heat, and his vision gradually became clearer. Under a glimmer of light in the sky, all he could see were corpses!
His fingers trembled slightly, and the red crystal in front of him became extremely thin, and then fell to the ground with a ticking sound. Wang Man dragged his unconscious left leg, rolled and struggled to the top of the ruins, and looked around.
He was stunned for a moment!
Corpses, all corpses, as far as the eye can see!
Deathly loneliness, deathly world!
It was as if the whole world had died and he was the only one left, sitting lonely on the top of the ruined hill.
Wang Man's hands trembled involuntarily, as if he was in an ice cave and his whole body was cold.
An inexplicable panic flooded the depths of his soul uncontrollably.
"There must be people alive. There must be people alive in the Silent Abyss. It's impossible for them all to die. It's impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Wang Man muttered over and over again, as if to force himself to believe it.
His mind was filled with the thought that the whole world was destroyed. He tried his best to control himself not to think about it. He kept meditating on the vitality and practicing the Concentration Art, absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth as he walked.
After walking for a while, Wang Man tried his best to find a few mental formulas for healing wounds from "The Art of Killing Gods". He didn't care whether it was useful or not, and just used his vitality accordingly.
After those Yuan Qi entered the body, they quickly melted into the modified Yuan Yuan body and turned into the original Yuan Qi. Then those original Yuan Qi stopped creating the Fusion Yuan Body on the body and instead slowly repaired the injured part in a circle.
After coming down, the vitality has become a rare fighting spirit!
Wang Man didn't know how the vitality could repair the ruptured muscles, broken bones, and messed up nerves. He could only feel that the severe pain was weakening bit by bit, and his consciousness was recovering bit by bit.
That's it, he limped along the former highway, the sky was dim and lifeless.
The further forward, the more corpses, including those of men, women, old people, and children, filled the road. Their blood dyed the ground red and solidified into dark red blood clots. Wang Man's feet were already covered with them.
All this oozing blood.
Later, he could hardly jump over the densely packed corpses, so he could only step on them, his heart pounding.
Wang Man couldn't estimate how many dead people there were, as if they had all died here after escaping from the Blood Night Castle! The further he walked, the more chilled and panicked he became, as if he were walking in a hell strewn with corpses, secluded, silent, and dim.
, there isn’t even a single living insect!
Everything seems dead! There is no living thing! There will never be an end!
He felt that he was about to collapse. Standing on the pile of corpses, his throat squirmed and he finally couldn't help it anymore: "Is there anyone alive? Is there anyone alive? Is there anyone alive..."
No one answered him, and there was still a deathly silence. All dead? All dead? Not even a faint sound?
He didn't believe that no one was alive, so he walked and shouted without giving up: Is there anyone alive? Is there anyone alive? Piles of corpses, cold and silent, just like indifferent and speechless bystanders, letting him roar.
"Where are the descendants of the wolf clan? Where is the army of spirit beings? Lalifa? Akali, Singdar, Warwick... where are you all?"
Wang Man's voice became lower and lower, becoming more and more desperate.
Finally there was a faint sound, coming from a car piled with corpses on a slope not far away.
Wang Man's heart was beating fast, and he only had one thought in his mind: There are still people alive, there are still people alive!
He quickly crawled over at the fastest speed and found an abandoned magic circle with many mutilated corpses piled up inside. The sound came from inside this magic circle.
Wang Man excitedly opened up the corpse, revealing a big hole, and then tore the almost cooled magic circle door with force, revealing the tantalizing smell of corrosive mucus inside.
The first thing I saw was a woman, with her back facing up, her feet stuck in the gap between the dead bodies, and her hands were pressed underneath by the corpses. They were pulled almost out of shape, and even her fingers were completely turned back.
The bones should all be broken, but the fingers are still holding on to the flesh and refuse to let go.
Several large holes were poked through her back by the sword legs of the summoned demonic insect, and half of her head was broken, but she was pressed there tightly, as if she was protecting something more important than her name.
The sound just now came from under her body. Wang Man seemed to understand something and quickly pulled the woman's body, but it was stuck too deep and tight and could not be moved away at all.
In a hurry, Wang Man cut open her body including her legs, and then uncovered her body.
What she was protecting tightly under her body was a little girl of four or five years old, with pigtails and a blue cotton-padded jacket. She was holding a rag doll in her arms. Her face was pale and bloodless, and she had a bloody wound on her stomach.
The hole has been dead for a long time.
It was just the blood-stained rag doll that made a sound.
Wang Man sat on the ground in despair, leaning against the car door, his chest rising and falling.
Suddenly, the whole earth trembled, like an earthquake, the earth shook and the mountains shook!
It seems that this kind of shock can only be emitted by the red gold summoned demon insect that appears when turned forward.
Wang Man laughed coldly: Come on, you beasts! They are all dead, dead, and I don’t want to live anymore!
Boom...boom!
Strong vibrations came from the distance again and again, and the hills behind him trembled obviously. Wang Man stood up straight while holding the pile of corpses.
Under the gloomy sky, he saw something that could destroy everything.