My ability is the original god, please enlighten me!

They also said it was their family.

But their appearance has been blurred in too long a memory.

Therefore,

What's its name?

My name is...

"Gross, just name it Gross!!"

As if the faint mist that covered it was lifted, something began to become clear.

It was a group of people in gray robes.

They surrounded it happily, excitedly naming it.

The light of the soul shone in their hands, stroking its head as a spirit body, and their words were full of expectations for it.

It's Gross.

It looked at them who made a name for itself, so sure.

Gross, born in the lab, has no parents, but thinks they are better than his parents.

Because their hands can touch themselves, when they are most ignorant and at a loss, they warmly touch their heads and give themselves names.

Time passed and Gross grew up.

It has learned a lot and understood a lot.

Gross knew they were not his family, and he had no family at all.

But the warmth I felt when I was born was deeply imprinted in my heart, and it became the home of Gross's heart that will never fade.

So Gross didn't have any resistance.

Whatever they ask Gross to do, Gross will cooperate.

Even if it hurts a little, Gross will grit his teeth and endure it.

Because it has sneaked out before, it knows that there is no place for itself outside.

The only warmth I can get is the radiance of the soul that shines when they show joyful expressions because of the progress of the experiment, or when they touch the top of their head when they play with me.

It feels their joy, and how important they are to themselves, how much they need them, and that's enough.

In this daily life as always.

One day, a man in a silver robe with a terrifying expression walked in.

Gross, who was playing with a certain gray-robed man in the laboratory, was stared at by that man's mechanically cold eyes. An inexplicable feeling of fear rose from his heart, and he couldn't help shrinking to a corner of the laboratory.

"How is the human alienation plan going?"

He questioned those around him.

The people around couldn't help being silent.

After a while, an older man in the gray robe came out, lowering his head and talking about the progress.

"What a waste!"

An invisible wave erupted, and the gray-robed old man was instantly sent flying, blood spattering on the ground.

"Ah!!!" Gross, who was huddled in the corner because of fear, was furious instantly, and the spirit body rushed towards the silver-robed man with teeth and claws.

Then got stopped.

"Don't go, Gross, don't go..." The hands of the gray-robed woman who had just played with Gross exuded a faint radiance of the soul, hugging Gross's body, her voice was filled with unparalleled fear.

"The prophesied doomsday is coming. This is one of the key plans concerning whether our Teslan can continue to the next civilization. Now you actually tell me that the progress is stuck?"

The silver-robed man looked at the old man coughing up blood with a cold expression, and his words were merciless and cruel: "If there is no progress, I will use you as the experimental subjects, and the success rate will increase."

After finishing speaking, the silver-robed man didn't care about the desperate faces of the people around him. He turned around and walked away without even looking at the furious Gross.

After that day, the lab became tense.

The gray-robed man no longer had free time to play with Gross, or to praise Gross's head by happily stroking it.

Everyone became tense, as if some deadline was approaching, and there were more and more experiments that made Gross feel painful.

Then, the gray-robed man had no choice but to use himself to carry out the experiment.

But the result is still the same, and Gross's appearance seems to be a miracle that cannot be replicated.

They failed to get a second Gross, and they failed to make Gross themselves.

That day came suddenly after a small number of gray-robed people died because of the experiment.

"Gross, today just happens to be your birthday."

On that day, all the gray-robed men in the laboratory seemed to have reached some unanimous decision.

Each of them put down the experiment at hand, put down the business at hand, played with Gross for a day, and spent the only and happiest birthday with him.

Every gray-robed person looked at Gross with kind eyes as if they were looking at their own children. After getting along with each other for many years, Gross's innocent and lively character, and his cooperation with the experiment without complaint or regret, he felt pain and endured it silently They all see it in their eyes.

This is a good boy.

Therefore, even if they are destined to die, Gross, who is a heterogeneous species, may not be unable to survive this disaster.

This is also the reason why they want to study the transformation of human beings into spiritual body variants like Gross.

then--

"Gross, wait for us here."

The woman in the gray robe who often played with Gross said with a smile: "We are going out for a while, and you need to watch the house at the control center during this time."

"Yeah, Gross is waiting for us here. We have to report the results of this period of time to people outside, and we will be back soon."

"Well, after this report, maybe we can go out with Gross and have fun outside."

The other gray-robed people laughed one after another, making Gross, who looked like a villain with a naive expression, couldn't help showing a look of anticipation.

Then Gross followed in the footsteps of the gray-robed man and came to the control center.

Here is a huge room filled with various complex instruments, and in the center is a beautifully shaped, treasure chest-like, cube container one meter long, wide and high, with the lid on it being opened, as if Made of special materials, Gross's soul trembles a little.

"Gross, this is a small house we specially made for you. Your spirit body can touch this box and even sleep in it." The gray-robed woman looked at the curious Gross with a gentle expression: " Lie down and try."

Exuding a faint white light, floating in the air, Gross, a little spirit figure with a height of only tens of centimeters, had an excited look on his face, and jumped into the square box directly. The down-to-earth touch made him feel quite fresh.

"Gross, you are waiting for us here, don't run around, don't go out, we will be back soon, you know?" The voice of the gray-robed woman was a little trembling: "This is our last experiment. Obediently wait for us..."

"Yeah!" Gross nodded excitedly. It has always obeyed orders for experiments, because it thinks this is where it can play its value.

The lid of the square exquisite box was slowly closed.

In the gradually closed lid, Gross looked at the many gray-robed men whose vision became narrower and whose expressions became more and more sad. Suddenly, a trace of inexplicable panic rose in his heart.

click.

But without waiting for Gross to do anything, the lid closed automatically, leaving no gap.

In the dark and narrow box, Gross, who looked like a little ghost, stayed there quietly with his hands on his knees.

Just wait for a while, just like the previous experiments, you only need to endure for a while, and then you can play with them again and be patted by them.

Yes, just be patient for a while...

Gross lowered his eyes and kept cheering himself up.

Then began a long wait.

a year...

ten years...

100...

In the lonely and narrow space, as the waiting time extended infinitely, Gross' mentality gradually changed.

Why, why haven't they come back yet.

How long do I have to wait? ? ?

While Gross was waiting, wisps of terrifying black air continued to permeate in from the world outside the box. Without Gross being aware of it, he merged into its body, dyeing his spirit body that was originally emitting white light. With a swipe of black air, the originally innocent eyes became distorted, the body that looked like a villain of soul became a little deformed, the thoughts in his mind gradually became extreme, and a touch of hatred rose in his heart.

I can touch this box, does it mean——

They actually want to trap me so that I cannot penetrate this extremely hard cage, and want to trap me here forever and ever! !

Gross' eyes became fierce and spiteful.

The original warm relationship with human beings seems to have been deliberately buried, and the original good memories have been subjected to a deformed filter, making the hatred in Gross' heart more and more intense.

As the waiting time lengthened, the hatred continued to ferment. Driven by a certain force, the hatred in Gross' heart gradually turned into killing intent, the killing intent towards the human species.

I want to kill the group of humans who used me and deceived me, and let them die miserably! !

No, it's not just that group of humans, it's the same with all other humans, they will only deceive you with gentle words and force you to do painful experiments, humans deserve to die! ! !

The black energy on Gross' body became more intense, and the degree of deformity of his body gradually increased, and it turned into a ghost-like appearance in the box.

I don't know how many years later【-

In this ancient ruins that has never been visited by people, the entrance door was finally pried open by a few experienced adventurers.

After going through some adventures, they finally arrived at the room at the core center.

"Head, head, look!!"

A young man full of energy pointed to a box with thick dust on the outside, but it was still intact, and the original appearance was very beautiful. The expression on his face was extremely excited: "I found a box that may contain treasure, and the outside is not damaged Mark of!!"

The other people who were exploring around were stunned for a moment, and hurried over to watch.

"Really, it seems to be a treasure chest!"

Everyone's faces suddenly became excited.

They happily moved the box out, happily studied the method of opening the box, happily

——released a demon that had been imprisoned for countless years.

......

The 224th year of the first year of the Tia Continent.

Originally low in intelligence, occupying a different area from humans, the group of monsters who do not violate the water of wells and rivers suddenly formed a highly united army to attack humans, as if they were assembled by something.

Warcraft, far more numerous than humans, united unprecedentedly, causing many kingdoms to fall into the hell of war and fire, and the wailing of countless humans resounded through the blood-stained earth.

The 241th year of the first year of the Tia Continent.

In the years of precarious human wars, Lan Jiandao, known as the "Unyielding Black Iron Knight", rose like a comet.

Relying on his superb martial arts and strategy, he is extremely powerful in the eastern theater where the monsters invaded the most seriously. He led the originally surviving human legion, and repeatedly repelled the incoming monsters with fewer victories and more. Commander of the Union.

At the same time, there are also two people in other theaters who are as talented as Lan Jiandao, who are generous and glorious on the battlefield and become heroes.

However, a small number of heroes cannot take into account the overall situation after all. Sooner or later, the monsters, which are far more numerous than human beings, will swallow up human beings miserably like a tidal wave.

So they accepted the title of Apocalypse Knights, and after asking the apocalypse prophet to make a prediction, they led a small number of elites and marched towards the deepest place where the monsters gathered.

With the hope of all human beings in their hearts, they want to solve the source of monsters raging and turning into legions to attack human beings.

The 249th year of the first year of the Tia Continent.

The monsters suddenly lost their desire to attack and returned to their territory, turning into a mess.

Different species will no longer regard each other as companions, but will carry out natural predators of the jungle, and will no longer unite to attack humans, and the crisis of mankind will be resolved.

Afterwards, in all human cities, mournful mourning resounded for seven days and seven nights.

At the Hero Monument in the most central square of all cities, densely packed names and statues of the Three Horsemen of the Apocalypse stand here.

Immortal.

......

"So this is ah."