Chapter 1497 Decoration

In the moment of silence, everyone forgot to breathe.

Behind Huai Shi, darkness boils.

The gate of Danggui Ruins burst open, and shadows like living creatures spurted out like a tide, surging, and countless death and vitality collided with each other, making strange sounds.

Either dull, high-pitched, crisp, or subtle.

Insects, beasts, birds, humans, monsters... countless silhouettes emerged and disappeared from among them. Amidst the massive death and massive life, the cycle of the food chain gradually emerged, and in the end, the inevitable existence was born. Finally.

In the deepest darkness, he finally raised his eyes.

Looking towards hell.

At that moment, the Dongxia Genealogy alarm was sounded, and the harsh sound echoed, making Kuafu freeze on the spot and turned around, but when he looked at the source of the alarm, he looked away without interest.

It's over, it's over, listen to my brother's advice, don't rush to cooperate with that bitch Huai Shi and show off.

And in the spreading darkness, the phantom of nothingness was given substance, and a solemn outline rose from the layers of shadows. Taking death as the road, he walked out of the ruins step by step, climbing out of the eternal silence and cage. .

And when He stretched his body, he completely filled the originally huge and jaw-dropping grotto, causing the matter to fall apart in front of the phantom.

And when His eyes dropped, a dazzling and blazing light wheel emerged from His back, roaring from the praise of the dead, shedding cold and cruel holy light.

And right in front of him, Huai Shi calmly spread his arms, showing his dark nature.

"As for the holy statue, this should be enough, right?"

Gregory was silent, raised his head, looked up at the ferocious silhouette, and subconsciously wiped the saliva from his beard, trying to hide the crazy smile on the corner of his mouth.

But that inhuman joy and expectation had already been revealed from his eyes.

The instinct of an alchemist has already overtaken everything.

urging him.

Go like a moth to a flame and embrace death!

"What are you waiting for?"

The old shepherd looked at the crystallization of destruction close at hand and was already dancing excitedly.

When he couldn't wait to untie the mechanical shackles on his arms, the decay that made all man-made creatures tremble spread from the body that was filled with countless disasters and miracles.

Instead of relying on the fire of the furnace, from the very beginning, Gregory had no chance of suffering from blood fever.

Over a long and long time, the remnants of those disasters and fragments of miracles were tainted on the soul bit by bit through taboo secret rituals, turning this old man who lived in isolation and company with sheep into a natural enemy of civilization. .

But in the face of such an existence, what's the use of civilization?

This chaotic soul that deviates from civilization and leads everything back to the wilderness is the most suitable essence for it!

From under the shadow of the beast of the end, Gregory laughed wildly, opened his arms, and tore off the leather robe on his body. On his withered and loose body, chains-like matrices spread, spread, and turned from nothingness into substance. Layers run on the earth, stone walls and ceilings.

Just like the shamans and priests of primitive times, his disheveled hair is decorated with bone beads and agate, and layers of exaggerated oil paint appear on his withered face when applied by his hands.

"O great spirit of the gods, I offer a sacrifice for you today!"

He looked up at the incarnation of destruction in front of him, spread his arms, and shouted to all directions: "Put up the pillars of the palace, and then raise the dome of the sky!

Make the essence of all things manifest——"

Dedicate a unique temple to this new god!

Just today!

Then, under the deep earth, a roaring sound resounded.

On the ground, violent tremors spread, like angry monsters churning the dead ocean in the underworld. The huge body trampled on the central axis of hell, causing the mountains to collapse, the rift valleys to deepen, and deep cracks to appear on the plains. …

And just under the inspection mirror of the command center, the massive disaster turned into a torrent, converging towards the realm under the Nine Earths, pulling the hell, ushering in a new change!

The rocks buried in the darkness cracked, the mud boiled, and wisps of iron light emerged from the flowing lava. The mineral veins hidden under the ground like skeletons began to change again.

Countless iron stones grew in the soil, rapidly forming crystals under the divinity of Yun Zhongjun and Da Siming.

The intertwined veins extend downward, penetrating deeper into the earth's crust, removing impurities, leaving only the purest metallic glow.

The steel is growing, like a living thing, penetrating the dome and the earth. Sharp iron crystals are intertwined, spreading, and covering everything.

And just under the metal crown, Bahamut opened his mouth and roared to the sky.

Towards the abyss.

At that moment, across the vast depth and distance, screams came from the deepest part of the Elysium.

The priests who were in charge of the holy scriptures screamed and called in horror, trying to appease the sleeping gods, but they were pulled into the sticky darkness by strange tentacles.

And in the viscous primitive sea, the deformed holy body covered with mechanical and metal curses began to twitch uncontrollably.

It seemed like a nightmare had arrived.

During this torturous self-healing, a large amount of darkness and gloom suddenly spread in the rancher's divinity, and at the same time, it was accompanied by vague murmurs.

So familiar.

"Poetry has been wandering for half a life, and I haven't met my master. If you don't give up, I would like to be my adopted father... Are you here? Open the door, I know you are at home... Don't talk and pretend to be an expert?... The old guy comes out and explodes the gold coins!"

Just before the God of Hell was completely awakened, the countless tiny and weird sounds seemed to turn into a greedy hand, squeezing the rancher's divinity.

It caused huge ripples in the primitive sea of ​​chaos that reshaped all things!

What the hell!

During his long sleep, he noticed the outflow of precious divinity. The rancher instinctively stretched out his hands and tried to grab any clues. The flowing miracle fell from the sky and poured into the deepest part of hell in an instant.

Um?

What's this?

It seems delicious?

The aberrant ecology composed of countless lives exudes an alluring fragrance, which makes the ranchers instinctively suck and devour it violently, and also makes the growth queen at the end of the sea of ​​​​blood change her color.

Rancher?

Elysium?

Why the hell is it Elysium again?

Are you used to shedding wool?

And when he took out his knife angrily and cut off the dirty hand that reached into his pocket, he realized... there were two damn hands that reached in!

In the blink of an eye, countless plump vesicles and embryos shriveled up and withered in the dark farmland. When no one was paying attention, Huai Shi had already put her mouth into the basin, and then took a big sip...

Then, after giving him a big dick, he walked away!

"Holy!"

Under the solemn halo, the iron crow, like an angel, spread its wings.

Under the reflection of the small halo above his head, he was like a steel angel, soaring in a new paradise. At this moment, just above the dome of the grotto, the steel canopy has enveloped everything. A huge palace formed of pure metal has replaced the fragile rock, and the interlocking veins have formed an impregnable defense line.

And just above the steel sky, huge metal crystals pierced out one after another refracted the light from below, like burning stars.

The soft sound of vegetation growing came from everyone's ears.

Just around the sun ship, countless weeds grew out of the dry and barren poisonous soil, and then there were rare and dazzling flowers, and even... towering trees rising from the ground!

But whether it is weeds, flowers, thorns or giant vines, they all appear with a pure steel color.

It's like a jungle made of iron and stone.

And in the dense forest, birds made of silver soared into the sky, like bison made of gold bending down, gnawing on the bronze plants and flowers.

Countless lives emerged from the steel and cannibalized each other, forming a new food chain.

It's like reinventing the world.

This is a great masterpiece dedicated to the beast of the end, a unique steel temple!

"I'll take it!"

When Kuafu rushed to the scene reluctantly despite being urged, he fell into a daze again and began to doubt life: "Where the hell is this?"

"Well, just...the defense line."

Huai Shi calmly spread her hands and smiled: "Before moving in, you have to decorate it, right?"

Kuafu was silent, feeling cold all over.

Above the sky, the cruel holy light is still shining like the sun, shining brightly on the country composed of steel and machinery in front of you.

Compared with the dark cave ten minutes ago, it was as beautiful as heaven.

But compared with that desolate fissure without any life, everything in front of you is truly an out-and-out hell!

Dead things that have been given life continue to return to death.

After the harmonious scene of all things living together, there is the cruel essence of all things eating each other and all things dying.

What the gorgeous and dazzling holy light illuminates is only a darkness that is deeper than the abyss. And, hidden behind the many disguises, is the whirlpool that seems to swallow up everything.

Everything that is beautiful and peaceful is just the appearance of the last moment before destruction comes.

The authority of the beast of the end is already operating in this food chain that has come to an end...

Just like that, he opened his mouth hungrily.

Looking forward to the upcoming feast.

At the end of the blood river, cold eyes have been cast, overlooking the provocateur who overestimates his capabilities.

"Huai Shi!!!"

Chang Qing almost broke his back molar.

Along with this anger from the creator, countless fruitful fruits trembled fiercely under the dark earth.

The gestating monsters opened their eyes from their brief dreams.

In the deepest part of the ignorant consciousness, the hatred and murderous intention that cannot be erased have been engraved, pointing to the deepest part of the distant rift, the temple filled with the light of steel.

The sound of tide sounded.

Following the order of the Minister of Growth, the blood river boiled.

The harvest season comes early.

Among the countless earth veins and caves, the sounds of breaking shells overlapped, and the sounds of crawling, squirming and hissing kept erupting.

In the end, behemoths or worms, monsters created from hell, screamed and gathered into a tide.

It's like a torrent rushing on the river bed.

Endless monsters, start marching!