The Nameless Island is a place where time and space overlap infinitely. Even though there are billions of people trapped here, Lu Zhengkang will always have to fight alone. Maybe after he finds a way to summon mercenaries across time and space, he can join forces with the rest of the salt industry.
But now, when he stood in front of this forest of the dead, he felt a sense of terror that human civilization was being ravaged, like vultures circling in the sky, making a cold mockery of him.
Lu Zhengkang slowly walked in the gallows forest along a path leading to the city gate. These people all had their backs to the city and faced the direction of the sea. Most of the corpses were broken, and there were also many with arrows stuck in them. Their clothes
, some are casual wear, modern dress, some are armor, night clothes
, robes and other games, each telling the identity they played, and their weapons were left under the gallows. The gallows was not high. When Lu Zhengkang looked around, he could see rows of feet of the deceased.
The toes were hanging down, some without shoes, and dripping with some black turbid blood.
Lu Zhengkang tried to touch these victims, but he could only touch the phantoms. As he got closer, the gallows disappeared into the mist. These were all false phantoms. Looking back, on the way here, the corpses had changed.
But they are also the dead. Countless dead are piled up here, and the slides are rotating. Are their souls left on the gallows, like the general brother, once screaming: salvation has not come!
Lu Zhengkang heard the sound of water drops falling on the ground and breaking the dust. He lowered his head in a daze. The wind blew, and his cheeks were slightly cool. He dazedly touched his face, which was wet.
Does a body made of salt also have tears?
There was endless anger in Lu Zhengkang's heart, like a ball of hot gunpowder, exploding in the infinite space of his heart, but there was not even a single echo.
How could a person die such a humble death?
He has heard about how people die, including accidental death, torture, illness, old age, vendetta, and heartbreak, but now he understands that there are many more ways for people to die.
One kind, in the game, dying, as if it were a dream that came true, disappearing in the false, and even the disappearance itself seems false.
Lu Zhengkang knelt down in the forest and prayed silently.
Strange friends, I hope I can destroy rA9. Human civilization has created disasters, but this disaster cannot defeat civilization. If there is no more light in this world, I will be your only salvation.
The huge gallows was only filled with the mocking cries of vultures and the faint sound of breathing air near the surface. It was so quiet that even the sound of clothes swaying in the air was blurred. Lu Zhengkang had no thoughts in his mind. He had no thoughts at all. Even his anger was gone.
In the vast heart, tiny cracks opened on his body surface, and golden light overflowed from them, like gold and jade breaking through the dust lock.
A vast and skyward strong wind blows out from the cracks in the man's body. It is very subtle at first. After passing through countless corpses, one can absorb the suffocated breath in their lungs. Men, women, old people, children, soldiers, civilians,
Wanderers, people who have nothing, are people who die in vain.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger, but there is no sound. In this wind, the gallows is broken bit by bit, and the corpses of the deceased are turned into ashes. With the wind, they reach the sky together, and the circling vultures have lost their voices one by one. In the wind
Deprived of the means to do evil, their long beaks had been constantly pecking at the flesh and blood of the dead. Now the flesh and blood came out of the long beaks, sealing their mouths.
The mute evil bird flew away far away, and the strong wind blew away a corner of the island's eternal fog. The dead souls followed the little light flowing from the sky and flew into the world behind the clouds. There, there was a silhouette of a mountain standing. Wait for the strong wind.
It stopped, but the clouds and mist still closed.
Lu Zhengkang, whose body was covered with golden cracks, stood up slowly. He looked around and saw that the forest of the dead on the gallows had disappeared. He didn't know what happened. Presumably, they heard their prayers, so it was time to move forward.
He held the hammer and walked towards the city ahead.
Under the door, the broken wall was engraved with large seal characters of "Fairy City". The name of this city should be four characters, but the city wall sign had also been broken into pieces, and large pieces of broken stone were floating in the air. Lu Zhengkang was unable to find the rest.
After all, it’s not clear what kind of fairy city this is.
Then call it Fairy City.
After the server of "Three Worlds" was closed, for the virtual creatures in the game, it was a great destruction of the universe. Now these buildings left on the island were once glorious, but now they are just like the living corpses that can be seen everywhere here.
It's just a residue that is not completely dead and has no vitality at all.
Ruins and broken walls. If this building is not in ruins, it must be covered with dust. Lu Zhengkang came to the city gate and saw the huge, red lacquered, copper-nailed and iron-wood gate that was hundreds of meters high. Lu Zhengkang pressed it up and pushed it little by little.
With every step you take, you can hear the thunderous explosion of the door shaft.
The last facade of this city is like the sound of a bell, echoing in this huge area, streets and buildings. The ashes on the roof beams shake off, as well as the palaces deep in the fairy city, and the living creatures sitting on the dragon bed.
All the corpses heard it.
Lu Zhengkang pushed open a shoulder-length door crack, and then squeezed in. Pushing hard with both hands, he opened a wide road. Before he could take a closer look inside, he felt the front half of his body tremble.
He felt a numb pain, which must be some kind of crisis. He rolled sideways and hid behind the half-open door. He only heard the sound of rain hitting banana trees, and countless arrows shot through the cracks in the door.
Wear it out.
This welcome ceremony was of a high standard, and Lu Zheng was happy. When the wave of arrows stopped, he stood in the crack of the door again, looking at the rows of armored crossbowmen on the street in front of him and in the pavilions on both sides.
This city must have been lively at one time. As soon as he showed his head, another volley was fired. This was repeated more than twenty times. Lu Zhengkang finally understood that these guys would not be able to use up their arrows.
We couldn't get past the main entrance, so we had to take a long way around.
Lu Zhengkang walked to the right close to the wall and ran all the way. Half an hour later, he arrived at the corner. Along the way, he didn't see a drainage outlet. The entire city was straight and straight, and there were no protruding watchtowers.
, and even if the upper section of the city wall was broken, it still had an intact height of about sixty meters on average, and there were no stairs to climb. He could only turn around and continue to see the condition of the other wall.
This time, he saw a huge cliff. Not only the upper part of the fairy city collapsed, but more than half of the entire city was cut off diagonally by the cliff. Lu Zhengkang came to the edge of the cliff and entered safely along the break of the city wall. He came to a
Located in a long bluestone alley.
On both sides were yellowed bluestone gables, with some burnt black moss crawling on the walls. Lu Zhengkang guessed that he was coming to the square area where civilians lived in the city, and he planned to go to the main road to have a look.
"Man over there, could you come over?" Someone leaned out from the wall next door and greeted Lu Zhengkang silently, which somewhat surprised Lu Zhengkang.
Looking back, the person talking on the wall was a rotten corpse with the right half of his head collapsed, grinning at Lu Zhengkang with lips like dry tree bark.