Chapter 1542 Girl

The huge waves, as high as 100 meters, were boundless in width. They crushed everything along the way with unparalleled might, destroying all obstacles along the way. Buildings 20 to 30 meters high were like paper in front of the huge waves, and tall trees on the roadside were uprooted.

Raising his head and looking at the huge waves that were about to swallow him, the fat man forgot to breathe for a moment. A deep sense of powerlessness enveloped him. This was a despair that was completely different from the predicament. In front of the might of nature, human existence was so insignificant.

He no longer even expected to survive such a disaster. The earth was shaking, people retreated in fear, and all living beings were trembling and waiting for the moment when the divine punishment came.

In a few blinks of an eye, the huge waves were less than 500 meters away from them. The tall waves roared, and the surging white waves were shocking against the gray background.

In his peripheral vision, the fat man seemed to have discovered something. Wu, who was standing behind the glass door, disappeared. The next second, his expression began to solidify, and his pupils shrank. He saw a man in black clothes leaping high in the air in front of the huge wave a hundred meters away, swinging his sword to cut the surging waves.

The sword light was like a thread, extending dozens of feet in an instant, tearing the huge wave in an extremely brutal manner, and even after that, the remaining power did not decrease, and crashed directly into the gray sky behind the huge wave.

The fat man opened his mouth in surprise, but his brain was blank at this moment. After a long time, the blood that had already cooled down began to surge again. The figure standing in the air with his back to them gave him an unparalleled sense of security. If the huge wave was a miracle, then he was sure that Wu, who had a sword in his hand at this moment, was an existence that could kill gods.

The huge wave that was cut disappeared silently, and all the sounds in the world disappeared except for the whistling wind.

But Jiangcheng and Fatty knew that the sneaky guy was still there, because Wu didn't move.

Staring at the grayness in the distance, there was an undercurrent, as if some huge thing was stirring the body, which was an indescribable feeling.

The wind sneaked in through every crack in the building, wandering in the hall and beside people, with a damp and salty smell, like the breath of some huge creature.

Fatty Jiangcheng naturally couldn't think of what Wu, who looked very relaxed now, was facing. Wu held the knife in one hand and didn't move. He was feeling, feeling the breath of that guy.

But what made Wu a little confused was that the other party didn't retreat after failing to hit him, and didn't even plan to hide his breath. On the contrary, Wu couldn't feel the breath of that thing all around.

But... how is this possible?

What kind of existence is that thing?

This feeling is like myself, no, that's not right, the whole world here is...

Delay will change, in order to verify his terrible guess, he swung his sword without charging, but this time he didn't chop towards the endless grayness, but went straight down, he fell towards the ground, and then stabbed the ground fiercely with his backhand, the sword light tore the ground apart, and the huge gap went all the way down, until the next second, a buzzing sound that could almost shatter people's hearts and lungs sounded.

Jiangcheng Fatty covered his ears instantly, this buzzing sound seemed to come from ancient times, the heavy feeling of history was like a huge millstone, crushing them bit by bit.

What was even more terrifying was that pictures appeared in their minds one after another, flashing like slides, isolated islands, the sea, endless forests, countless people in strange clothes gathered together to worship the altar made of white stones, and corpses with their hands tied and heads cut off fell in front of the altar, and the blood dripping soaked the land under the altar...

The barefoot girl in white clothes on the altar closed her eyes tightly, and only a pair of eyes were exposed on her face covered by the white veil, but her eyes were tightly closed, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes. A strange and obscure voice came from under the white veil, like some long-lost ballad, full of divine holiness, more like a hymn to the Creator.

Along with this extremely holy ceremony, living people were pushed down and their heads were cut off. They were thrown onto the altar along with the remaining limbs and bodies. The smelly blood dyed the white holy stone red. In the hymn of divinity, the terrifying skeletons that had long existed on the altar and had now almost become fossils began to tremble.

They trembled and rubbed against each other. Flesh and blood continued to gather on the pale and withered skeletons. Monsters that had never appeared in historical records slowly stood up. Some had wings on their ribs, and some had flippers at the end of their limbs for paddling. The barbs in their huge mouths were covered with disgusting mucus. The dark green scales were more like armor, densely packed, reflecting a cold light in the light of the torch.

And these monsters that appeared in the mind of Fatty Jiangcheng crawled out from the ground in the next second along the huge crack that had not been split open.

Monsters as tall as 3 meters, or even 4 or 5 meters, roared and rushed towards Wu. Wu raised his sword and cut the fastest monster in half. The monster with only the upper body left showed amazing vitality. It dragged its internal organs and continued to stretch out its sharp claws on the ground until Wu stepped on its head and exploded.

The real danger was on Jiangcheng's side. Fatty Jiangcheng was still troubled by the strange vision in his mind. At the same time, some monsters were crawling towards them quickly.

Just when a monster shaped like a toad was about to smash the glass door with one claw, a telephone pole fell down and smashed the toad monster's head into pieces.

Then the electric pole was lifted up again. The more than ten-meter-tall starving ghost waved the electric pole with one hand and grabbed another monster with the other hand and threw it out directly.

The starving ghost, the scarecrow, and the killer, these three Wu's right-hand men appeared together, like a wall blocking the door of the building. Those seemingly ferocious monsters were no match at all. They were killed with blood and flesh flowing everywhere, but they rushed here with their courage and countless numbers.

At this moment, Jiang Cheng didn't care about the scene outside that seemed like the end of the world. He covered his head in pain. The holy hymn seemed to be coming out of his head. He almost lost the ability to think. His eyes were red, red enough to bleed, and all the blood in his body gathered towards his head.

But Jiang Cheng was still resisting. He was about to do it. He was about to...see the face of the girl in white!

In his subconscious, this figure was somewhat familiar, and even more familiar was the sound of waves near the isolated island and the salty smell in the air.

In his mind, he was in the girl's world. He stepped on the bones in the pool of blood, climbed up the altar, and struggled to walk towards the girl.