Chapter 870 The Bearer of Civilization (1st update!)
On the dark earth, Yi Xia quietly stared at the "ashes" crawling underneath.
It is like the dust left after a fire, but it also carries the familiar twists and knots that belong to the nerves of intelligent life.
It shivered like a human being under the shadow of Yi Xia.
In the realm stripped of matter, Yi Xia can see the humanity shining in the other person.
That was also the first touch of humanity he saw after setting foot in this strange war plane...
After determining the war plane he was about to go to, Yi Xia directly started the teleportation.
However, soon, as the transmission ended.
Yi Xia discovered that this war plane seemed to be very different from the ones he had come into contact with before:
In the material world, the entire planet is filled with dense buildings.
Those creations that symbolized the light and crystallization of human wisdom once projected their majestic figures on the material surface of the planet.
Noisy, quiet, passionate, decadent...
Everything that belongs to human civilization and is prosperous is continuing and developing.
The haze brought about by the profound evil only adds a layer of darkness to the chapters of this era...
Yi Xia's sudden appearance obviously caused panic among these humans.
At one point, they even tried to communicate with him after rigorous deployment and scheduling.
Yi Xia, on the other hand, just stood there silently, with little gentleness and fluctuation in her eyes filled with endless firelight.
Maybe the other changes can fool the great wizard who is not that experienced in a certain sense.
But the smell of fireworks in this world...
It's a monster...
In the next moment, perhaps Yi Xia's posture revealed a certain rule, or perhaps the element that was trying to pollute his cognition was isolated.
The buildings that originally seemed to be interacting among the clouds instantly turned into huge nests of flesh and blood dripping with unknown liquids.
And those who glimpsed the real "human beings" focused their attention on the figure that covered the sky and the sun...
In this way, the fire rose into the sky...
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"There is actually one left..."
Yi Xia said in a rather subtle tone.
He stared at the "ashes" curled up on the ground.
The flames burned its monster body, and the death that was supposed to come as scheduled was rarely missed.
Whether it is true or false, they are all placing a heavy burden on those weak creatures.
"Talking monster...monster..."
The tiny "Ashes" said in horror.
The raging flames around them brought with them a cloud-like thick ash - the natural product and the last remnant of the burning monsters.
They lingered around Yi Xia, like balls of flying white catkins.
Yi Xia didn't know what kind of evil and vicious power could accomplish such a degree of distortion.
But there is no doubt that this method completely angered the great witch.
The witch fire, which was released from restraint, reappeared in the foreign land in the form of an ancient disaster.
Even without more additional increases, the raging fire almost swallowed up everything...
From this center where human civilization was born and continued, to that remote and lonely corner.
Yi Xia was able to perceive the glory and weight that this civilization had experienced from the fragments of that time.
It was an unknown number of years and rotations of changes and rises and falls.
And now, at the end of that time, everything has come to an absurd end...
This was the first time that Yi Xia witnessed the disappearance of a civilization, as if it had never been born in this time and space.
It was destroyed by war, but not by more advanced weapons or a more powerful army.
But quietly, in the long night that no one knew, he fell into a deep sleep...
It is not an extraordinary civilization of the Eastern lineage, and its population also has appearance characteristics that are very different from the humans that the Yixia people are familiar with.
Even so, towards the great witch who never stated that he was here for redemption, a kind of sadness and anger was inevitably born.
So the flame, which manifested the wrath of the great witch, purified the entire world in the most violent way...
It's the method of that outer god...
Suddenly, Yi Xia had a vague realization in his consciousness that was raging with endless flames.
Just because he understood the void so deeply.
And to put it less solemnly:
Here, there is no such appetite-increasing smell...
"I carry the stars and the past, you carry the civilization and the ethnic group..."
Yi Xia looked at the tiny ashes:
The world that has been reduced to scorched earth by the raging flames may regain new vitality after a long period of time.
But there is no doubt that it no longer belongs to everything this small life has experienced and carried...
"It's considered fate..."
As Yi Xia spoke, he took a tall "potted plant" from the sky.
He does not have the means of a void creature - but in this situation, the network disaster currency has always been omnipotent...
And as Yi Xia slowly put it down, the fire burning on the earth instantly dispersed, leaking out the charred earth underneath.
But the "potted plant" was getting bigger and bigger. When the ashes rolled to the side in horror, they realized that there was a tall and lush basin in front of them.
Then, another teleportation scroll fell like a letter.
That is the ticket to other worlds - since it has helped, the wizard is not stingy about giving him the right to choose.
In this way, Yi Xia flew away:
He wants to follow the evil aura and find out where this guy has taken all the void beings that should have been in this world...
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"What happened..."
Anil-Mon walked hard on the ground that still seemed to be hot.
The hot air was eating away at the moisture in his body.
He was now naked, and all he could see was charred blackness.
Buildings, red roads, monsters...
The concepts that were so vivid in his memory were now completely gone.
Only the stars above his head told him a cruel fact coldly:
He was not brought to other realms by that huge strange life.
This is still the not so beautiful hometown where he was born and grew up and is always full of struggle and hardship...
But now, there is only a piece of charred earth left here...
Apart from the noisy wind, there was only the sound of his feet stepping on the thick ashes...
At this time, Anil-Mon even expected that a ferocious monster would appear and devour him.
But no, nothing...
The once majestic fleet was no longer visible in the sky, leaving only a not-so-peaceful silence...
It seems that he is the only one left in the whole world...
Finally, Anil-Mon could go no further.
He knelt on the ground, breathing heavily.
The nightmare-like basin behind him suddenly began to exude an irresistible temptation.
After struggling in place for a long time, Anil-Meng turned around.
Maybe, there will be others in the basin...
Anil-Meng suddenly thought like this.
He suddenly stood up happily and ran towards the basin that he didn't want to get close to... (End of Chapter)