Chapter 1170 Elegy (Thanks to the Leader of Book Friend 2019052722186744

The whole world, at that moment, was left with only one hue.

The sky turned into a sea of ​​blood, and the earth was dyed red.

Cruel and cold light radiated from the illusory sun disk, covering all directions.

Just after announcing the end of the announcement on behalf of the American genealogy to the entire territory, the old man holding the iron staff turned back for the last time and took a look at the world shrouded in storms and turmoil.

Turned around and walked up the steps.

The broad and thin body is like a skeleton covered with a layer of old skin. Once you hold the iron rod in your hand, veins will burst out from the sagging texture.

Bound by bone beads and agate hair accessories, mottled white hair flew from Traal's shoulders and floated in the wind.

In this way, step by step, we climbed the solid steps to the top of the Great Pyramid.

He walked up to the altar that was waiting for him.

There, the ointment waits in a sacrifice of oil and blood.

In the solemn silence, only the sound of drums echoed, as if a heart that had been dead for many years was stirring again, awakening again under the call of the ritual.

The meaning of hunger, thirst and cruelty rises from the darkness, turning into surging smoke and changing winds, covering everything, waiting for the sacrifice of life.

"So serious."

Trall smiled slightly, raised the iron staff in his hand, dropped it, and wedged it into the gold and stone. The black robe on his body was also taken off and hung on the iron staff.

Like a tombstone left behind.

"Relax, Liz."

The naked old man lay on the altar and smiled at his descendant: "Smile more, and this face will match your beauty."

Liz was silent and said nothing.

Human emotion seemed to have disappeared from those eyes, leaving only iron-like coldness and cruelty.

Only the palm holding the stone knife trembled slightly.

Insignificant.

"What's wrong?"

The old man grinned, as if he was mocking, as he had expected it: "Are you scared? After all, she is a girl, so it is difficult to take this seriously..."

Snapped!

Darkness comes.

Nothing could be seen, only a low voice sounded from his ears, praising the power of the gods.

"Goug out your eyes and offer them to the ever-changing smoke mirror——"

The voice should have been solemn and cold, but at this moment it could not hide the hoarseness and trembling in the words.

At the top of the pyramid, the bloody sun disk suddenly enlarged.

As if it was quickly approaching the earth, covering the entire sky and encompassing everything, strands of blood flowed from Traal's eyes, rising toward the sky against gravity.

Gathered in that endless scarlet...

The dull miraculous imprint gradually became more vivid.

Burning pain emerged from the soul, as if a part of itself was torn apart forever, and one could feel the pain and trembling gradually being swallowed up.

But Telal couldn't help but smile, and his blood-stained face gradually became happy.

Great, Liz, that's it, very good!

You are the sacrifice of the first sun, the agent chosen by the gods. You don't have to worry about those humble kindness and weaknesses. Only you can't hesitate.

Now, do what you have to do...

The black stone knife fell again and cut off the old man's long hair from Liz's hand:

"——Cut off your hair and offer it to the wind of impermanence!"

That bunch of long gray hair, just like that, as Liz let go of her fingers, flew into the sky and was burned in the bloody sun, making the blurry outline in the sun's disk clearer and clearer.

It was as if a hand was faintly stretched out, towards the earth and the ceremony below.

Waiting for the real beginning!

The stone knife was raised again and stabbed down, towards Traal's chest.

The flesh and blood were cut open, the bones were cut off, and finally, the beating heart was lifted out of the bloody blood and raised to the sky. The falling blood mixed with tears worth mentioning fell into the dust under the altar.

The dazzling bloody light was so close at hand, so violent, that blurry figure in the sun seemed to have descended in front of him, waiting for the pious sacrifice of the sacrifice.

Until Liz half knelt on the ground and raised the sacrifice in her hands.

"——Cut out the heart and offer it to the enemy of all realms!"

At that moment, the blurry figure seemed to reach out and take the meager gift from the priest's hand, disappearing without a trace along with the heart.

Bang!

The sun disk in the sky suddenly contracted, like a heartbeat, and a low sound burst out that shook the world.

On the altar, Traal's broken body had breathed its last breath.

There is only a smile left on the corner of the mouth, waiting for the final dedication and sacrifice.

Liz was silent, looking at him for a long time, then bent down and kissed his forehead softly.

"Goodbye, Mr. Trall."

She caressed the old man's face, said her last goodbyes, and whispered softly in his ear: "Dedicate your soul to praise the first sun."

No one responded, only the old man on the altar quietly turned into ashes.

There seemed to be a familiar laughter in the wind.

Lopsided.

Only in the end, he patted her shoulder, leaving the last tenderness.

"Farewell, little Lizzie..."

Above the sky, the solar calendar stone roared.

Like a bell.

The expanding sun disk suddenly shrank, like a crown and a throne, hanging high at the apex of this world, spinning wildly, and in the middle of the empty sun disk, a withered skeleton that looked like it was carved from obsidian slowly emerged.

The blazing light burst out from his eyes, which was ten thousand times stronger than the scorching sun!

When the ancient age of chaos, the Fourth Age of America, ended, everything in the world was destroyed, leaving only void. The First Sun killed the giant beast Traltcutli, known as the giant of the world, and split its body into half, turning it into the earth and half into the sky, opening a new fifth solar era.

For the American genealogy, what Traltcutli represents is the world itself.

As the head of the American pedigree, Trall naturally shoulders the heavy responsibility of protecting the entire pedigree. At the same time, he is also the strongest combat power of the American pedigree on the chessboard.

It's a pity that this power to control all things will not be useful to Gaia.

How can the miracles accomplished by human beings be compared with the real world?

If you don't overestimate your capabilities, you will only become Gaia's food and be completely dissolved into the authority of Mother Earth.

The moment he discovered this result, Trall had already made a decision: now, his existence is no longer helpful to the war situation. Instead, it will become a loophole in the current situation and a weakness of the American pedigree... If this is the case, then We can only give up this meaningless power!

As the miraculous imprints of the Fifth Sun Epoch were completely reversed, the American lineage returned the 'world' represented by Traal to the authority left to the gods.

When the solar calendar stone swallows up the divinity of the giants of the world, what is born is the power that destroys everything.

At this moment, the solar calendar stone hangs high in the sky.

The majestic bells spread and announced everything.

The giants of the world are burning out at this moment!

——The first sun has arrived!

Just by turning, thousands of miles of earth turned into yellow sand, burned to red, and then dissolved into crystals. Countless earthfires spewed out, while the sky shed a rain of destructive fire.

Just like the real sun falling into the present situation.

Burn everything coldly!

Even if it is your own country below, you will not hesitate.

Nowadays, the solar calendar stone has been transformed into a real divine shrine, carrying the destruction given by the first sun, wandering in the sky, and the one who controls this destruction is Traal's soul!

When the bloody sun fell, the whole world was left with only the silence before the destruction.

Gaia's screams stopped for a moment.

Under the shroud of the Ring of Rebirth, countless vague faces made of earth and stone lifted up, looked at the falling Sun Disk, opened their mouths, and roared.

Infinite darkness emerges out of thin air, forming a barrier. There is no need for the divinity of Da Si Ming. Just an instinct that does not require a thought, there are thousands of barriers above Guixu.

Immediately afterwards, the barrier that was incomparable to millions of Guixu was burned to the ground under the impact of the sun!

The authority of Gaia will not be useful to Him. This is a power born specifically to destroy the world. This is the first sun that once cleansed and exterminated the entire American realm several times!

The infinite darkness was torn apart by bloody light.

The solar calendar stone fell towards Gaia, and in the huge sun wheel, the silent black skeleton seemed to suddenly open its eyes and smile ferociously.

Just like that, skinny arms stretched out from within the sun and grabbed the 'world' in front of them.

Embrace!

With the light and heat created by the infinite fusion in the center of the sun.

It's like a wanderer who has traveled far away has finally returned to his homeland and returned to his mother's arms. But what He brought was not gifts and love, but rebellion and death!

At that moment, the fierce light engulfed everything.

The spreading air waves lifted up the earth, ravaging the mountains and cover. Amidst the roar that completely shook the world, a huge mushroom cloud gradually rose.

And right at the core of destruction, in the endless light and heat, the sun and the world passionately embrace, quickly burning and dissolving everything!

Gaia's huge body is quickly dissipating and collapsing, but more earth and rocks are constantly rising. Power enough to burn everything to the ground cannot kill Him.

That instinct, which has no consciousness at all, resists dying out again.

Snapped!

Just on the huge ring of rebirth, a crack slowly emerged.

From it, crystal light fell.

Like blood.

——The blood of Gaia!

Blood continued to flow down and fell onto the broken body, causing Gaia's huge body to quickly regenerate. When the color of the earth is burned away, what emerges is the light of iron and obsidian!

And on His chest, lava flowed out from the pierced cleft.

In His arms, the bloody sun wheel rotated, spreading high heat, constantly destroying His body, and covering the huge thing that stood between heaven and earth in flames.

But even so, Gaia's arms still didn't relax at all.

Just like that, without any grudge, he responded to the hug from his descendant with a hug!

After swallowing rebellion and death, let out a sad song!

Regardless of whether the solar calendar stone bursts out with more intense light time and time again...

In the spreading hurricane, terrifying heat rose into the sky again and again, everything within thousands of miles was completely burned, and the earth was turbulent again and again, but the dissolvable colossus still maintained its original posture.

Just a cry of sorrow and a hug of pity.

Calmly accepting this anger from his descendants.

On the ring of rebirth where cracks gradually appeared, wisps of Gaia's blood continued to spill.

Like the light of tears.

Elegies echoed.