Against the Gods

Black City is an absolutely dangerous place for the clouds, and he has been restrained, easy looking and careful in the city.

But now, he can't be spotted by the Blackfeather Chamber of Commerce, his whole body of Xuan Qi rushed to the extreme, such as a stream of light piercing over Blackfeather City, everywhere, with trembling ears.

He also carefully checked his body for trace marks before sending Horin back to Woodlings.

But... why is there such a thing as Soul Chasing Incense!

Must be fake... how could there be such a thing! absolutely impossible!

Blackhawk quickly retreated beneath him, while his teeth bit tightly all the way down and nearly broke apart.

He spent an hour and a half secretly in Wood Spirit, and three or four hours have passed since he left. If everything is true, then so much time has passed...

Please don't be real!

The clouds rushed out of Black City like thunder, more than a few times faster than when they had previously sent Ho Lin away, then rushed southeast, straight into the dense forest, the whole process did not stop even for a moment.

After entering the forest, the speed of the clouds remained undiminished, and suddenly there was a huge hurricane in the forest, the trees flew across it, and a stock of ancient trees broke apart for 10,000 years.

Following a still perfectly clear memory, Yunchuang finally saw the row of ancient trees near the secret entrance of the Wood Spirit. He plunged down and his pupils shrunk sharply.

Before his eyes, all the ancient trees supporting the Wood Spirit Fantasy Array had been broken, and the green and black wooden vines seemed to have withstood the raging waves of the wind, with broken roots and chaotic paving of the ground.

The world ahead is quiet, quiet and creepy.

Yunchuan's heart stopped beating in a tight stroke, his eyes were straight, his body was cold, he stood there for a while, his legs slowly moved forward in stiffness, the sound of stepping on the vine under his feet like a knife saw continually cleaved his soul.

After stepping over the fractured woody vine, Yunchei's footsteps stopped, his body trembled, his face suddenly turned pale, like blood all over his body in a flash completely dry.

Originally green and tidy flowers and grass were wolfed, all the ancient trees fell down, and the wooden house was turned into a wolfed ground. Around, apart from traces of chaos and strife, there is nothing but pale green blood and silence.

One wood spirit after another lies quietly on a broken land stained with the blood of a wood spirit, silent and silent. The nearest wooden spirit to the clouds' feet, his eyes widened the biggest, except that they no longer had green eyes, only fear, despair... and even death did not dissipate resentment.

“Ahhh... ahhh...”

Yunchuan's lips were shaking and his rapidly enlarged pupils were covered with almost all the whites. If his feet were nailed to the ground, he could no longer move, even his gaze was blurred and his eyes spinning.

For a long time, he lifted his hands and grabbed them on his head. The five-finger chestnut was like an old man whose life was about to run out.

Dead……

They're all dead...

It's me...

I killed them... it was me...

“Hū… Hū…”

After more than a dozen heavy breaths, his mind and eyes finally regained clarity.

He slowly moved forward and his gaze was still a little blurred, but the body of every wooden spirit, every drop of green blood, was reflected in his soul in an incredibly clear way... and then turned into a blade of cold, piercing every corner of his soul.

Occasionally, we see the scarlet blood of humans, which is particularly dirty in a world that has become devastated.

Phew……

Take another deep breath and the cloudy face finally slows down and your eyes become calm. He slowly stepped forward and carefully stepped on this destroyed little world.

Bang

A shattered old tree suddenly collapsed at this time, revealing a body with no breath of wood spirits in the rear… her old, thin, wrinkled face has been calm forever.

“Granny Qingleaf...” Yun Che said softly, raising her head and slowly closing her eyes. She is the most respected and prestigious wooden spirit in the middle class of this small world. Just a few hours ago, he also took over the wooden spirit dew she gave herself.

“I'm sorry I caused you a disaster.” Yunche said softly: “Rest in peace. ”

The only thing he can do in the face of the tragedy that has been cast is this pale apology.

Though the heart has calmed down, the chest is still blocked with a tremendous sense of compression. The clouds flew up, inspired, tried, or hoped to find the surviving Wood Spirit... even one.

In front of the collapsed cabin, he saw a robust middle-aged wooden spirit, even though he had lost his breath, holding a broken long gun in his hand, stained with green and scarlet blood on his body and gun.

There is a big blood hole in his back… He did not destroy the Wood Spirit Bead early to die for blood battle, no doubt after his death, the Wood Spirit Bead was forcibly removed.

Senior Qing Mu. ”

Cloudy lips gently moved and hands held tight in tremor.

Around him lay a large body of adult woodlings, each covered with traces of blood battle. And their eyes are all wide open, frightened, desperate, angry... no meditation.

The clouds flew silently, behind the small world, he saw one little wooden spirit after another, some held together, some slept in the arms of the elder… while the smallest, his juvenile body, penetrated a long, pitch-black knife.

Breathing, it was getting harder and harder to calm down, and Yunchuan turned his gaze away... he saw the big flower garden, where he had stayed the longest before.

All flowers are broken, no more flying butterflies.

At the end of the garden, the two young girls held each other tight. They have no scars on their bodies and no aura of life.

Self-destructing Spirit Pearl died.

Yunche fell and stared at them stupidly: "Flying geese... fresh shipment...”

Outside the garden, a wooden teenager fell silently there, all over his body scars highlighting how brutal and vicious he had been in order to protect the two girls behind him.

“Qing... bamboo...”

The suffocation, which had suddenly subsided, suddenly pressed again against his heart and soul and was incredibly strong… unprecedented.

“… think that one day you can really go and see the outside world…"

“I always thought humans were horrible. I didn't expect that Brother Yunche would be such a powerful man and make people like him so much. ”

“This is my own amulet, it will keep you safe...”

“Brother Yunche... will you come back often... to visit us...”

“ …… ”

Qingzhu... flying geese... Qingzhu...

He grabbed his head with one hand and covered his heart. He squatted slowly. His heart seemed to be stuck with thousands of poisonous needles and trembled with pain.

Just a few hours ago, they looked at him with such pure, eager and hopeful eyes that they listened to him with the utmost seriousness. He could clearly feel the deep desire that was spreading in their souls, even if one word was omitted.

Destiny has become too cruel for them. People their age are completely accustomed to things that are difficult to achieve. They have just arrived at their most beautiful year and have...

“Yes… yes… is causing… you…"

“Yes... I..."

The heart was twitching, the teeth were trembling, and the five fingers grabbed on the head had pierced the flesh during the tremor, but no pain was felt.

For the second time in his life, he felt this way.

The first time was in the cloudy continent, he lost his master, he lost Linger, there was no one else involved in the world, and no one involved him. He poisoned all the spirits of an entire city with a heavenly poison bead, under hatred and heartbreak...

After the twisted pleasure, endless repression and guilt crumbled his agonizing desires...

On that occasion, he buried millions of creatures… the vast majority of whom were innocent and had no quarrel with him.

This time, a hundred wooden spirits, not killed by his own hand… but filled with soul pain, were as strong as they were.

Why is this happening...

What have these innocent woodlings done wrong?

Just because you are too kind and too weak!?

No... because of me... if it wasn't for my star... how could they have suffered such a disaster!

It's all because of me!

If it weren't for the Wood Spirit Pearl that I had to find, and if it wasn't for the charity that I thought I had brought back Helin, I wouldn't...

…………

Wait... Ho Lin!?

As a pot of cold water poured on his head, Yunchuan suddenly raised his head and then stood up violently... Where's Ho Lin? There are no Woodlings in these Woodlings' bodies. Where's Woodlings?

The clouds flew up and the consciousness quickly released, covering the entire wood spirits secretly, sweeping over every inch of land, every flower grass, every wood spirits corpse.

But the only thing that did not find was the existence of Helin.

The brain quickly woke up cold, and the maximum amount of consciousness suddenly spread out… Without the body of Helin, he might still be alive… No, he must still be alive.

Those who know that he Lin is a royal wood spirit certainly want to catch him alive more. And he Lin cares so much about the identity of his royal Wood Spirit, even though he is in desperate despair, he will never be willing to die... Yes! He must be alive!

The best chance is to get caught alive.

The blood on the earth has not dried up, and they must not have gone too far.

Clouds fly to higher altitudes, close your eyes, desperately concentrate your spirit... you must find it, you must find it!!

In the northeast direction, a trail of treading spreading to the distance appeared in his consciousness. His eyes opened and his body burst into the east as if it were lightning.

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