Abyss Train

Chapter 787 CountDown③ [The World Is Waiting]

Foreword:

He had lost the most precious thing - the ability to fight. What was the point of living? In today, in the bleak tomorrow, what could he use to prove that his life was worth living? What could enrich his life? Just eating, drinking, and breathing?

On the rock platform and in the pot, the spiritual light that gathered from all directions became more and more intense. It was like a huge whirlpool - it gradually gathered into colorful spots of light and almost became the only source of light in the darkness.

The man-eating sun has temporarily left Shambhala, and the man-eating earth cannot interfere with this wish.

This may be one of the few supernatural phenomena that ordinary people without clairvoyance can see with their naked eyes. The brilliant spiritual element bursts out with the purest and most primitive energy - it is composed of human beings themselves and thousands and thousands of intelligent creatures.

  No matter what color they were, or what race they were, whether they were male or female, or hybrids of disaster beasts? Monsters?

Returning to this pot of thick soup, returning to this dark and deep dark soul, everything, the starting point of the starting point and the end point of the end, all become an extremely simple, extremely complex, extremely selfish, and extremely selfless sentence.

These continuously boiling spiritual elements rushed into the cauldron, and the moment they came into contact with the polymer of the immortal fetus, they turned into a light that shot up into the sky.

The whispers gathered into a faint echo that rose and fell, and it was difficult to discern the true meaning of these words.

——Perhaps these were the last words that the dead souls could utter, but they all became the same sentence, telling the same story in different languages.

"I hope everyone in the world can be healthy, happy and joyful."

"I hope everyone in the world can be healthy, happy and joyful."

"I hope everyone in the world can be healthy, happy and joyful."

This strong light rushed up to the sky, broke through the rain curtain, and washed the fossil rock layer on the dome. It was like a tree, growing madly at the moment it grasped the soil.

——The soft light gave birth to new branches and drilled into the cracks in the rocks of the cave. The strong light was like a sharp sword, hitting the multi-faceted texture of the impact quartz, and immediately refracted into thousands of more dazzling rays of light, like the weeds around the big tree.

The twelve pyroxenes had begun to crack, their lattice structures becoming brittle under the impact of psychic energy, gradually turning white or black and becoming pure carbon or silica.

The tree of light grew more and more luxuriant and taller.

The strong wind blew open the stand-up collar of the gunsmith's butterfly coat, blew Xiao Qi's hair, and made Liuxing unable to open his eyes. He had to forcefully keep his eyelids open, not wanting to miss a single second.

The rain clouds were swept up by the impact of this spiritual energy, creating a vacuum area with a radius of tens of kilometers, which made the sky and the earth as bright as day. A layer of plasma floated again in the sky more than 5,000 meters high, which cooperated with the abnormal air pressure of the environment to once again create a mirage of mountains and rocks, and the blue sky appeared again.

There are still some structures with Vita's imprint remaining in the cauldron - this part of the essence comes from the blood-giving demon. The fairy fetus raised in the belly of Fairy Zhuzhu of Black Wind Town still carries the genetic expression of the original seed, but at this moment, these red flash butterflies are about to fly out of the cauldron.

They turned into gold and blue, with the black spots and eye patterns on their scaly wings complementing each other, and they followed the flow of spiritual energy all the way up.

Suddenly, an even more powerful psychic tide almost pushed the Hunter King back.

——She was closest to the BOSS and the Dagda's Cauldron. Igarashi Chinatsu was caught off guard and crashed into Jason Megan's arms, forcing the little gray wolf back five or six meters, almost falling from the ledge into the ravine.

Aohen Mingde was right there, motionless, wanting to see the shape of life clearly - it wanted to know it all, to understand how wishes come true.

It spread out its two front legs, and its little paws naturally showed up, and its golden cat eyes were submerged in the pure light.

"Come on! Come on! The world is waiting for you"

The huge element composed of nearly four million people, this mass of flesh and blood filled with sin and hatred slowly turned over from the cauldron and climbed up along the roots of the Tree of Light.

Its shape is constantly changing, and the moment it reconnected with Mother Gaia's magnetic field, it suddenly turned into a thorny shape, like a sea urchin - that is the shape that occurs when magnetic fluid is subjected to strong magnetic induction.

Countless faces, countless hands, countless eyes, ears, mouths and noses emerged from this chaotic and stupid sphere. Their appearances changed all the time, like boiling water, emitting violent bubbles.

The rain had completely stopped, and there was a crackling sound of weak static electricity in the air. These self-organized electric currents all rushed to one place, pulsating from the roots and leaves of the Tree of Light to this mass of dark element.

It began to collapse inward, bound by this powerful electric field, and began to spin at high speed.

——The lighter elements have begun to separate and become a thin black mist, surrounding the inner core.

The thick black fog began to burst into faint flames, and in just one thousandth of a second, a new fireball was born. It began to shine a dark blue, low-temperature light source, and then slowly turned into orange-red, and then into the orange of a mature sun.

"BOSS!?" Jason Megan couldn't understand this evolution and shouted loudly: "Did the wish come true? Why did it become the Cinder King?"

Four million people's essence far exceeds the psychic energy specifications required by ordinary Nest Fire Kings. It is not surprising that such a sun flew out of the Dagda Cauldron.

The BOSS tilted his head and told a cruel fairy tale to Jason, the little gray wolf behind him.

"The vast majority of souls in the Holy Grail come from Shambhala. They are innocent people of this land."

"They need to understand the common desire of all living beings, and that becoming the sun is just one of the ways to realize that desire."

"The god of the valley, the god of the goat, and the god of the sun all praise Io - without Io, there would be no such lush and vibrant land."

"But there is no Io, no man-eating sun, and no source of trouble that came through time and space."

"It's a set of instructions that goes through this tree—"

The BOSS raised his thumb and pointed at the tree of light in the sky.

"——I have passed the order to Mother Gaia."

"As for how to achieve it, it's easy for us. We just need to talk. But Mother Gaia has a lot to consider."

This abundant essence transformed into a new sun, which is only a tiny part of the great wish that is slowly being realized, like an extra service of buy one get three free.

It cast scorching sunlight, drying up the water on the quartz platform in just one minute, and then began to move slowly - according to the 24-hour system, following the law of Gaia's rotation, becoming a cruising route from the Pompeii Ocean to the Eureka and Dusk Pass Plains, becoming a fire king following the laws of natural monsoons.

The continuously gushing psychic energy jets gradually weakened, and the Tree of Light was slowly dissipating.

The golden cup without the twelve pyroxenes completely dimmed and turned back into the ancient dark gold mud color. It was empty and seemed to be just like the ancient legend.

——When Aohen Mingde made the wish, nothing changed and nothing happened except the sun.

There were no earthquakes, no floods, no great changes in the world, no food grew out of thin air, and the demons and monsters did not die out naturally - oh no, that's not right, push the camera towards the entrance of the ancestral hall and the market in Shejia Town.

The originally dark night sky was lit up by the sun, and this sudden change caused most of the monsters with the blessed holy blood to be cremated on the spot.

A three-legged golden crow flew out from the sacred tree, and almost in an instant it killed more than 6,000 blood-donating species, the demons and monsters from the twelve states of Xiabang and the sixteen countries of Tonghe - they were accustomed to avoiding light at night and happened to encounter the brilliant and scorching sun.

This is also the most simple and pure wish of the common people of Shambhala. The darkness of Shambhala breeds demons, so let the darkness disappear temporarily. Everything, the crazy butterfly disease in the mouths of the people of Daxia, cannot escape the scorching sun.

Two warlords were fighting each other in the streets, but when they turned around, they found that their commander had turned into delicious barbecue. Brilliant red butterflies burst out of the monster's body, and the first parts to start burning and carbonizing were the eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

There were still devout followers of the Guiyi sect kneeling under the light of the sacred tree. They turned into red, stiff corpses, and the boiling holy blood killed the ogres in an instant.

This kind of scene, even Lawrence Madison, who is in hell, would say good deed to me—

——The elixir that he had been seeking for so many years but could not obtain turned into his ardent belief that technology could change his destiny and turned into his resistance to the sun.

"Ace! Ace!" An anxious inquiry came from the Chaos Egg. Coach Ke shouted, "Ace! Did you succeed?"

Jiang Xueming: "The mission has been completed, we need an evacuation plan."

"The Chinook is flying towards you! What's going on with that sun? Am I hallucinating?" Coach Ke hadn't slept for a long time. The moment the sky lit up, he thought the JF-17 had dropped a nuclear bomb.

Jiang Xueming: "The boss has made a wish. It believes that this is the first step for Mother Gaia to realize her wish. As for other changes, it may take years of observation and a very long time for them to slowly come true."

Commander Ke: "The mobile company has opened a fast track for the armored division. Materialism is also moving towards you. It is estimated that it will take another two and a half hours to arrive."

Jiang Xueming: "We are in the sun, we are safe."

Coach K: "What about Judas? Will he be resurrected?"

Jiang Xueming: "Without the elixir, he can't survive. Even if he survives, he has already lost the most precious thing - the ability to fight. What's the point of living? Today, in the bleak tomorrow, how can he prove that his life is valuable? What can enrich his life? Just eating, drinking, and breathing?"

Coach K was in high spirits: "The whole world is waiting for us to come home, Ace."

Jiang Xueming: "I understand."

After ensuring the airspace was safe, the Chinook attack helicopter finally took off from the USS Foch.

With the sharp warning of the JF-17 fighter jets and the mobile company, Wolf Mother and numerous motorized artillery groups followed up as follow-up support forces and completely ended the battle.

Three hours later, Xueming encountered no more obstacles and no pursuers followed him.

The drastic change in temperature caused strong winds in the mountains. Everyone retreated from the top of the mountain, supporting each other and taking turns to carry the Dagda's cauldron to guide the helicopter to land.

At this time, Jiang Xueming realized that the martial arts field in the Lingguang Buddha's temple was full of huge bronze men kneeling.

——These descendants of giants had all eaten elixirs. Once exposed to the sun, they were poisoned to death. The moment the Vita Mark erupted, the bugs ate up the brains of these descendants of giants and gnawed open the soft flesh of their facial features in an attempt to transform into butterflies. They had no time to escape and turned into ashes under the sun.

These fanatics are still waiting for Judas to return——

——Mother Gaia’s eldest grandson turned into copper and iron minerals and was unable to wait for the return of the Lingguang Buddha.

As soon as they crossed the temple courtyard and came to the front hall, they were shocked to see the monster bronze statues on the martial arts field. Finally, they saw the postures of these dead things clearly, all of them were kneeling and holding up the cauldron, as if they wanted to hold up a piece of sky for the Patriarch Judah.

This scene was very similar to the square outside the King's Hall. The two-hundred-meter-tall frost and fire giant died in the same way.

"I would like to call it top-level COS, it's performance art." Without waiting for anyone to ask, the boss sneered, "Let's go, kids!"

Without Yanwuping as a landing point, the helicopter has to choose another open area.

Then we walked down the mountain for another half an hour and came back to a lush dry field. The soldiers were reluctant to trample the crops, so they walked between the gaps between the ridges and walked into the yellow mud. Then a few farmers with hoes came over. They were afraid, but there was hope in their eyes - the braver ones came to greet them with water bottles in their arms.

The leader was the local security guard of Shejia Town, a warrior who was good at fighting wild beasts and wild boars to protect the safety of farmers.

This man is big and strong, with a lot of energy and strength. He always has head lice and has very little hair on his head, but he still wants to have a hairstyle. He is a very particular person.

"God! God!"

The man shouted—

"——God! Drink a sip of water from my house! Drink a sip of water from my house!"

Jason Megan was on guard and held his gun at arm's length, fearing that it was a conspiracy by the local natives to poison the water source to harm them.

"what are you doing?!"

When the village head saw the fire stick in the "god's" hand, he recognized this magic weapon and immediately put down the bucket and wanted to kneel down.

The several fellow villagers who followed behind him also knelt down in unison, as if they were afraid that the gods would bring down divine punishment.

"I'm not afraid of poison. Let me drink first to show my respect." Aohen Mingde jumped down from the hunting king's arms, hugged the wooden barrel and started to drink.

Jason shouted anxiously, "Hey! Boss!"

The boss wiped his mouth, jumped back into the arms of the hunting king, and asked these natives about business: "Why did you send me water?"

The local security guard dared not raise his head——

"——You are here! The Valley God seems to have returned! The two great immortals in Yangjiawan and Yuhe Hutong died at once! This is a great news!"

The boss was very proud. He stood up on the hunter king's broad arms and raised his head proudly: "Of course! Do you think I'm awesome?"

"Awesome?" The village head didn't quite understand the meaning of the word. He just kowtowed and hurriedly called his relatives to bring silver dollars. He put the bills in a bamboo basket that was used to hold eggs and brought it to the hunting king: "God! God! This is the standard money that several of our families have collected to pay tribute to the incense. Originally, the Lingguang Buddha wanted 30%, and 70% went to General Yu. When will you establish a new king? Is it still the old rules? The grain tax is collected six times a year? The money for exemption from corvée is collected..."

"No need." Boss whispered, "No need."

The security guard was stunned for a moment: "Why not?"

The little kitten was driving the cat climbing frame lady and asked the hunter king to squat down.

It held down the head of the local guard and stopped the poor man from kowtow.

"I drank the water from your house, and now we are even. There is no new king."