Chapter 73 Is the roaring in the clouds thunder and lightning?
Alice ran after Ringer and climbed to the ground through the secret passage she came from. Only then did she realize that the sky was a bit scary and gloomy. The dark clouds were piled up together, not letting out the slightest light, giving people the feeling of a storm approaching.
The feeling of extreme. The further you go towards the city of Nimschel, the lower the height of the clouds. In the end, it almost swallows up the entire wilderness and is connected with the horizon. The sky and the earth, which have been clearly defined for hundreds of millions of years, are facing each other at this moment.
Here comes the first collision.
"What is this?" Even the well-informed classmate Xiao Ai couldn't help but gasped, thinking of the classic plots in countless games: "Is the end of the world coming?"
Her tone was not at all panicked, but had a hint of "it should have been like this a long time ago", which made Ringer a little confused whether she was really crazy or a pure social terrorist. After a moment of speechlessness,
He ignored her. He looked around and suddenly walked towards an abandoned tower house in the village ruins. He opened the door and found the wooden stairs and climbed up. He wanted to find a place with a wide view to figure out what happened.
Things.
The buildings in the village ruins are a combination of windmills and houses, so they are much taller than ordinary houses, so it is very appropriate to call them towers. Although many windmill tower houses have been destroyed and collapsed in the past disaster,
There are still a few parts that retain a relatively complete appearance, but the wooden windmill wings have long been covered with moss and vines over time, and they are also decaying. People are worried whether the weight of one more person will destroy them.
It broke and fell, causing the entire tower to collapse.
Fortunately, this did not happen. Until Ringer's footsteps stepped firmly on the wooden floor on the top floor, these huge wings were still staring quietly at the dark sky in the distance, as silent as a relic from ancient times.
The memory projection here does not actually exist.
The young man casually pushed aside a string of bell flowers hanging from the gap in the roof, strode to the open window, looked towards the direction of Nimshel, and was immediately stunned.
Behind him, Alice followed up with a groan. This guy never seemed to know how to restrain himself. His footsteps made a creaking groan on the rotten wooden floor. If it suddenly broke, it would definitely be the same as Ringer's.
The weight doesn't matter, it's because a certain golden retriever maid doesn't know how to cherish historical relics.
"What are you looking at? Let me see it too!"
She shouted, forcing her way over, sticking her head out of the window to look, then she opened her eyes wide and let out an unexplained sigh: "Wow!"
What appeared in their eyes was the scene of a blizzard. Under the dark and heavy sky, the entire city of Nimschel was shrouded in the howling wind and snow. The roaring storm rolled up the snowflakes all over the sky, and the white sky seemed to fall.
Thousands of miles of goose feathers have risen, from buildings to fields to mountains, hills, vegetation, sand and gravel... all are left with hazy and swaying shadows, as if there are countless strange monsters swimming in the depths of the snow. This scene is very fantasy.
feeling.
And the largest shadow in the snowstorm was taking heavy steps, slowly moving towards the Salia Fields. The eight sharp rocky steps dug deeply into the ground every time they took a step, bringing with them
The terrifying shock and the feeling of the earth shaking can be detected even from a long distance. The most typical evidence is that the windmill tower room where the two of them are located is trembling, the brick walls are faintly wailing, and the wooden rotten wood is shaking.
The floorboards creaked, and the wings of the windmill trembled gently among the vines and ivy, as if they would start to rotate in the next moment.
"So," Alice understood: "The previous movements at the bottom of the valley were all caused by it? What is that guy, the creative god that Professor David said?"
How did Ringe know? The only thing he was sure of was that the appearance of this monster must be inseparable from Rochelle.
However, if such a huge and terrifying monster is summoned in the urban area, how much casualties will it cause? Has Rochelle never considered this? Ringer saw how tall and tall it was on its way forward.
The shadows of the buildings are like toys in the hands of children, which can be easily knocked down and destroyed. Under the earth and rocks that crash and collapse, how many people are too late to evacuate, how many people will be involved in its shadow, and how many
Will people be rolled over by it like invisible dust ants? Ringer watched this scene helplessly, subconsciously squeezing the window spirit with his palms, and suddenly felt a little regretful.
He had long known that the believers in animism were trying to join forces to fight against the sect, and he had heard it from Rochelle herself. However, he felt that the practitioner of the Fertile Earth Sect was a calm and rational person, and would not risk killing too many innocent people.
The people were involved in this struggle, so he neither tried to dissuade him nor thought of jointly reporting to the sect. Instead, he made the decision he would have made at any time, which was to leave early and
Pull yourself and your companions out of a whirlpool that is destined to explode, and become bystanders who stay out of the matter.
He is indeed watching now, but what he is watching is not two behemoths fighting each other for a certain idea and belief, but a tragic disaster, a vicious event that resulted in the death of countless people, and the consequences seem to be serious for young people.
It’s a bit unbearable.
Rochelle calls herself a true believer and regards herself as a true believer. But are true believers just lunatics who are crazy enough to sacrifice countless lives for their beliefs? Could it be that they choose to stand aside and watch the impending disaster for their own benefit?
Are they cold-blooded animals who don't care? In fact, neither of them has that qualification.
If it were Mr. Yang Ke...
Such an idea suddenly appeared in his mind, but he had no time to complete it, because the vibrations and whines in the tower became more frequent. The terrifying monster gradually walked out of the snowstorm and appeared in front of the two of them.
In the field of vision, they can finally see its true appearance.
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It has eight sharp legs, like a poisonous scorpion puppet crawling out of a filthy swamp. Its body is wrapped in rotting water plants and algae. It carries a crystal that is dyed with a corrupt color by the mud on its back. The crystal
Inside is a goddess who opens her eyes and ignores the world, with earthy yellow lines on her exposed skin, which is holy and wild; dozens of rough and hard rock arms grow on the surface of the crystal, waving wildly like the hands of a giant.
In the void, a ferocious and ugly head like a beast emerged from the heavy vortex on the top of the crystal. When it opened its mouth, there were sharp teeth that made people feel chilling... The appearance was sacred and evil, the temperament was twisted and contradictory,
It seems like two completely opposite creatures were fused together to create such a deformed and blasphemous monster.
Is the so-called "conception god" summoned by Rochelle using the ritual of inviting gods actually a monster that brings disaster and destruction?
Ringer fell into silence.
"Is this thing the final boss of this map? It seems a little weird." Alice bared her teeth: "I can't think of a game to use to defeat this guy, or is it just a cutscene? No.
If we need to fight, will someone be responsible for solving it?"
When she said "someone", she should be referring to the troops united by the religious orders. Ringer could see the airships soaring in the sky and the steam chariots speeding on the ground with his naked eyes. The airships kept moving towards
Blue light spots were dropped from below, and groups of three or three rushed towards the monster in formation to attract its attention; from the ground, the sound of roaring artillery fire continued to be heard, and magic rays formed a dense network.
It looks so dazzling in the dark snow curtain, which is dazzling.
However, these offensives were like ants trying to prevent the collapse of the mountain, appearing weak and powerless. The monster known as the God of Conception did not stop its progress and was still moving firmly in the direction of the Thalia Fields.
Occasionally, if he is annoyed by the onslaught of artillery fire, he will wave his rock arm and smash it against the ground and sky. This simple and unpretentious attack contains the wildest power, and it can instantly clear a large vacuum within the sweeping range of the arm.
In the area, light spots in the sky fell one after another, and the sound of artillery fire on the ground stopped. Ringer even noticed that an airship failed to escape in time and was hit by a thick stone arm. It exploded immediately, and the brilliant fire melted the wind and snow.
It's like a short-lived firework exploding into the sky.
Animist believers who claim to be true believers summon gods and bring tragic disasters to ordinary people; they extremely reject illegal religions, brutally persecute aliens and magicians, but they sacrifice themselves to protect ordinary people...
…This kind of contradiction based on past and present, ideal and reality, reason and faith may be more ironic than the existence of gods themselves.
The bones and joints of the hand pressing on the window spirit gradually turned white. Ringer stared blankly at the area where the cult troops and the god of creation were fighting fiercely, not knowing what he was thinking. Alice took out the game console and the cassette.
, whispered quietly, thinking about what type of game he must play to stop or even completely eliminate that guy.
"RPG is definitely not good, the levels and equipment are not good enough; Souls game? It cannot be operated, it is too difficult; or is it a game like Monster Hunting where small hunters fight big monsters? Well, this size has exceeded the normal hunting
It's in the category... I'm so annoyed, can you be quiet!?"
Alice, who was concentrating on thinking, was disturbed by a sudden vibration, and shouted impatiently in the direction of the monster, but Ringer was stunned because he discovered that this sudden vibration did not
Not from the advancing monster, but from... another direction?
The tremors were getting stronger and stronger, accompanied by a low but powerful sound, like wheels passing over the railroad tracks or tracks rolling over the ground. The young man raised his head thoughtfully and looked at that place.
Beyond the ruins of the village, in the dark thick clouds in the distance, a majestic giant shadow is roaring and roaring at an incredible speed.