Chapter 1241 Eye of God

What's happening here?

Roland tried to make sounds or move his body, but got no feedback. Pictures of uncertain light and dark flashed before his eyes, looking like a slideshow.

Countless black spots walked back and forth next to the sinkhole, like ants building a nest. Gradually, a high platform rose from the ground. However, compared to the huge sinkhole, the huge platform is only equivalent to a slightly raised earth bag on the surface.

But he was surprised to find that he had seen this building made of rough stones before.

——On the frescoes in the Temple of the Damned.

Following his thoughts, the picture covered with snowflakes also became much closer with a "hissing" sound... Those black spots turned into squirming creatures, and their appearance corresponded to the "main body" in the mural. , radioactive family.

Soon, the scene in front of me seemed to overlap with the content of the mural.

More than ten subjects carried the relics of the gods onto the high platform and formed a circle around them. Their bodies expanded and contracted, as if they were performing some kind of ritual.

Below the high platform, tens of thousands of stick figures were escorted around the sinkhole, and then pushed into the bottomless pit amid the wild dance of the radioactive clan...

In this fanatical atmosphere, the last piece of the relic was put together, and the clear crystal became a complete and smooth pyramid. It burst out with dazzling light, floated towards the sinkhole, then fell straight down and quickly disappeared from sight.

He suddenly realized that this might be the "bottomless realm" mentioned by Lan.

But this is just the beginning.

The next scene made Roland's eyes widen.

I saw an orange beam of light rising from the sinkhole, straight into the sky. This scene was like the vision the ancient witch said when she opened the dream world, but it was much more magnificent. The location in the sky happens to be facing the "Red Moon", which is where the erosion is. For a moment, the world seemed to be connected. The so-called bottomless realm and the mouth of erosion were just two ends of the light pillar.

The radioactive tribes flocked to the sinkhole one after another, like moths to a flame.

But they did not fall into the abyss, but floated lightly, as if being supported by something, rising towards the end of the sky.

For a time, countless black spots appeared in the light column.

Is this... the upgrading of civilization...

Looking at those black spots disappearing into the clouds in the soft beam of light, Roland couldn't help but think, getting rid of the shackles of the earth and entering the new world... Such a magnificent sight would probably make anyone's mind turbulent after seeing it.

But just in this scene, he heard a deep sigh - the sound seemed to echo directly in his mind, so clear that it could not be an illusion.

After the sigh, the flow of time obviously became much faster, and the snowflake-like noise became more dense.

The constant changes in the picture make the earth look like a vast sea.

Scattered towns appeared next to the patio. Probably not all the radioactive people chose to join the light pillar, but a small part stayed. Is it out of nostalgia for this world or fear of the sky and the unknown? Roland didn't know. He only saw occasional black spots walking into the passage connecting heaven and earth, just like the adventurers in legendary stories who pursued the deeds of the sages and embarked on the unknown road, but compared to the scene where the tribes gathered at the beginning, they already seemed lonely. There are many shapes and forms.

And the light of the light pillar became increasingly dimmer.

Until a certain moment, it flashed twice and then completely disappeared without a trace.

Dense snowflakes have covered every corner of the field of vision, as if it is a sign that the story is coming to an end. According to this situation, the world will return to peace, and the legend of the Road to Heaven will remain in the biography of the Radiant Tribe. For future generations to pass on from generation to generation. There may still be unwilling latecomers who go deep into the courtyard and try to find the path to promotion and regain the glory of the gods, but that will be a long time later.

Just when Roland thought the scene would end like this, a "high wall" suddenly appeared at the end of the earth.

At first, he thought it was just an illusion. After all, the dense snowflakes had seriously hindered his vision. But when the wall gradually approached the patio, he finally saw clearly what it was.

Huge waves higher than the mountains in the desperate situation were pressing towards the earth with an unstoppable force, swallowing up those cities and towns like puzzle pieces in an instant. The height of the wave is even as high as the clouds, reflecting a new skyline under the sunlight.

Roland could imagine how desperate the Radiants felt in their hearts after witnessing all this.

But this is far from the end of the disaster.

Just after the tsunami, a volcano rose up on the ground in the distance. The violent eruption eclipsed the sun, and volcanic ash rushed into the sky, forming a special discharge phenomenon. Then heavy rains and cold winter came one after another, as if the crustal movement suddenly entered the most active period. In front of this apocalyptic scene, the original appearance of the world no longer existed.

"Hiss...hiss..."

The picture gradually distorted, and noise now almost completely filled in everything he saw.

The last thing he saw before everything disappeared was the glacier melting away, and a tenacious plant poking its head out of the soil and opening its new shoots.

"His Majesty……"

"Your Majesty...are you okay?"

Roland felt someone shake him gently, his tone full of worry.

He opened his eyes suddenly. The ubiquitous snowflakes had disappeared, and everything in his eyes returned to its clear appearance. It was still the inland river dock.

"Is it over...?" Roland looked at his palms and said to himself.

Phyllis thought he was asking her, "Yes, all the enemies have been eliminated, not a single one escaped. The magic cores also dissipated together, and the process lasted for several minutes. Only you stood there motionless, as if... sleeping It's like being sick. Your Majesty, are you really okay?"

Roland didn't know whether he was in trouble or not. What he had experienced before was not an illusion. Now that he thought about it for a moment, he could recreate all the scenes he saw. It was as if there was suddenly a group of unknown origins in his mind. Average memory. If that was all, he could even feel the exhaustion and weariness brought about by the passage of long time, as if he had completed this thousand-year journey in just a few minutes.

That sigh also became an expression of his empathy.

What Lan said suddenly came to Roland's mind.

"Compared to what I tell you, what you understand for yourself is the real answer."

Is this... the end of the battle of divine will?

"I'm fine," he took a deep breath, "I just saw some strange sights."

"Strange sight?" Phyllis blinked, and then skipped the sentence, "Now is not the time to talk about this, Your Majesty, the light just now illuminated almost half of the sky. Many people should have noticed this. area. If you don’t leave as soon as possible, you are likely to be noticed by the association.”

"I understand, just go back in the same group as when you came." He nodded.

Whether that is the memory of the divine envoy or something else, Roland cannot yet tell, but he believes that answers to these unknown questions will one day be found.

And that day is not too far away.

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