Chapter 337 I Think This Big Lizard Country Is Going to End

Under the dim sky with a hint of blood, the earth was covered with devastation.

Huge cracks that seemed to lead to the abyss crisscrossed the ground. Compared with them, even Huaishi, which was as huge as it was now, was just an insignificant speck of dust.

And with the criss-crossing of cracks and rifts in the ground, a huge mountain peak has been completely divided.

Just like the cake divided by kindergarten children who drank too much vodka, it was cut in a mess and completely inconsistent with common sense of geography.

On the incomplete mountain peak at the front of Huaishi is what the Lizard Monk calls the royal capital.

But the problem is - in addition to the heavily guarded royal capital, there are also fortresses built on other mountains that are completely different in style from their royal capital, but at the same time full of cold atmosphere.

It's like... confronting each other.

Huai Shi could even see the brown blood stains left behind after being splashed and dried layer by layer on the city walls.

A long way away, a putrid smell came from the deep valley. It was unknown how many corpses had to rot to emit such a strong stench, which made Huai Shi feel even more uncomfortable.

"That's also the royal capital."

The monk's serpent-like eyes revealed unspeakable hatred: "The capital of the unbelievers, the den of heretics, and the gathering place of devils on earth... One day, those sinners will be destroyed by the thunder of divine punishment!"

"...Your god is quite creative."

Huaishi climbed onto a mound and looked up into the distance, almost amused.

Those royal capitals were all built on the edge of the abyss cracks. They relied on the geographical location to build fortresses, and then faced each other with tight security.

Now it seems that those cracks are signs of dividing territories between countries, right?

But where did so many young geniuses who moved the royal capital to the border and transformed it into a military fortress come from? The emperor who guards the country is not such a law-abiding person, right?

It's as if I can't wait to get up every morning and have a wave of personal conquests before going to the toilet.

Picture what?

There's just something wrong with it.

It seems that I don’t know how many years have passed since it was established.

One of the six cities has now completely declined, collapsed, and turned into ruins, while the other five cities still maintain hostility to each other and are at war with each other.

Standing dozens of kilometers away, Huaishi could already smell the various smells wafting from there.

The smell of the beast.

I don’t know how many explorers are in those cities now, waiting for the eternal war to begin.

"How many GMs are there?" Huai Shi asked.

"There are about five of them that are exposed."

Fu Yi glanced at the small map: "One is above here, three are on the left, and one is on the opposite side..."

“Permission dogs are so nice.”

Huai Shi took a sip of lemon and glanced at the enthusiastic monk: "Let's go, lead the way... Didn't you say that His Majesty the King wants to see me?"

"Please come with me."

The monk picked up the incense burner and walked towards the lonely city on the high mountain.

.

The entire royal capital is actually filled with a weird flavor.

From the moment I stood in front of the narrow city gate and looked up at the towering city wall, I felt an incomprehensible confusion from this almost absurd Gothic style.

——It’s all so bad, how come your Big Lizard Kingdom hasn’t been destroyed yet?

Under the cold high walls and sharp-edged spires, a gloomy and sharp shadow was cast, covering a numb face.

Every pair of eyes that could be opened were covered with bloodshot eyes, and when they stared at Huai Shi, they felt so feverish and joyful that it made people uncomfortable.

When Huai Shi walked into the city, no one was afraid that the evil beast on the road would eat him. Instead, he couldn't wait to crawl on the ground, begging for the gift of the great spirit.

There were coughs, groans, and distant screams.

And, the rancid smell.

There were so few pedestrians that it almost became an empty city, but the strange sounds coming from behind the walls were a hundred times as many as the number of pedestrians on the streets today.

It seems that more dying people are reluctantly making their voices heard.

Fear, insecurity, pain and despair.

Incomprehensible fanaticism.

pray.

Those clear, fuzzy, hoarse or high-pitched voices gathered in one place, chanting the divine scriptures in unison amidst the cold and gloomy bells.

As she walked up the sloping steps that seemed like reaching the sky, Huai Shi felt that the putrid smell was getting stronger and stronger.

This feeling was extremely weird, as if I was walking step by step into the rotting corpse of a giant beast.

The smell of decay is everywhere.

"It's too uncomfortable." Fu Yi whispered: "Is this the case in your border and hell?"

"Fart, there is an amusement park in hell. It's so fun, you know? Everyone who went to the Castle of Evil to dance disco didn't give us a thumbs up!"

Huai Shi felt that at this time, as the prince of Paradise, he had to stand up and clear the name of his work unit, but Fu Yi didn't believe it at all.

He was about to say something more when he heard a roar.

That was the loud sound of the palace door opening.

The heavy rocks rub against each other, and the solemn faces on the countless reliefs seem to roar and sing carols in unison. The scent of incense, so fragrant that it made Huai Shi's sense of smell feel uncomfortable, hit their faces and drowned them...

But Fu Yi said that he smelled nothing and was not affected in any way.

It just reminded him that there was a huge red reaction in front of the map that could not be analyzed by the Astronomical Society's system panel, so he should be careful.

As the first layer of palace doors opened, Huai Shi drove straight in. Even the guards could not be seen at all. Only a few rickety figures covered in armor stood in the corner, breathing and coughing in such a small voice.

The next moment everyone fell down and killed Huai Shi without any surprise.

Until the end, Huai Shi finally met His Majesty the King in the magnificent and solemn palace of the past... But everything was different from what he thought.

The once gorgeous place has now become dim and decadent, and the solemn and cold atmosphere has turned into something strange and depressing that makes people feel uncomfortable.

Amidst the hoarse hymns of the monks, Huaishi smelled the rotten stench coming from behind the curtains.

It was an aura of dilapidation that no amount of solemn hymns or fragrant incense could hide...

The front of the high throne was covered with gray gauze and silk, and the dust on it made one wonder whether the palace's curtains had been washed in the time since the decoration was completed.

What's even more concerning is the stooped and thin silhouette on the throne, as well as the subtle and hoarse moans that sounded like whispers.

It's like talking.

But I couldn't hear the sound clearly.

Only the old priests prostrate under the throne kowtowed respectfully and listened. For a long time, the aging chief priest raised his cloudy eyes and looked at the huge Huai Shi under the steps.

"His Majesty expresses his heartfelt gratitude and appreciation for your coming, and expresses his admiration for your hatred of evil and your righteous indignation against the impure."

"..." Huaishi was stunned.

Are you all translators who co-authored it?

But don’t fool me. The king just coughed and took a few breaths. Why did your translator translate such a long paragraph?

He raised his eyelids in astonishment, fearing that the old man would suddenly tell himself after a while: Sorry, I don't understand what the king is saying. I just made a few mistakes.

Behind the curtain, the groans on the throne sounded again, and the chief priest grinned and raised his hands proudly: "My emperor is happy!"

"My Emperor is very happy!!!"

At the bottom of the steps, the prostrate priests shouted excitedly.

Okay, you have to make such a big fuss when you are happy, are you afraid that people will not know that you are happy?

"The eternal war is about to begin. Great Spirit with divine will, please take a break in the temple like other great spirits."

The chief priest continued to translate: "It is your destiny to show your talents in this war to safeguard justice and divine will. As for everything else, there is no need to worry.

We will offer you all the food and water in the hope that you can recharge your batteries and bring this eternal war that proves God's will to a final end. "

After finishing speaking, he paused for a moment, as if listening to the moans behind the curtain, and then said solemnly: "At that time, the most powerful great spirit will unite with the noble holy body of the god on the altar. Two become one!”

Following his fanatical shouting, the hanging thick silk curtains were finally slowly opened to both sides under the pull of the long hooks of the attendants.

And Huaishi finally got a glimpse of the sacred objects enshrined with fragrant incense on the towering altar behind the throne.

Represents proof that the gods once existed.

A shriveled and decayed broken eye.

Only the size of a fist.

Full of cracks.

Like a broken glass marble, the scarlet color almost overflowed from the scar, turning into a thin line, winding down the altar.

That's where the huge unknown red reaction comes from.

Just staring, he felt his eyes sting, Huai Shi's scales were rubbing painfully, and the ancient gaze was squeezing his consciousness and soul, forcing him to prostrate himself in front of the noble holy body.

But what concerned him more was the stooped and old king on the throne in front of the altar.

Why isn't he dead yet?

No matter who you are, you should feel this way the first time you see the king.

It has deteriorated like that. It has already begun to rot, right? But on the shriveled and hunched body, one pupil covered with shadows still opened stubbornly.

Even if the eyes are dim.

It's like a mummy.

But from the holy body on the altar, a thin thread of blood slowly swam over and landed on his body, sustaining his life with divine power.

His meaningless pain seemed to last forever.

Unsightly distortions have been entangled in every part of his body, but he is still breathing, moaning, and experiencing the pain of existence.

Alienated bones pierced out from his skull, decorated with jewel-like mold, forming a deformed crown from his head.

Under the old and faded silk clothes, on the chest that was as dry as a skeleton, the heart was still beating stubbornly.

With the difficult rhythm of his pulse, the blood vessels that grew out of his body disappeared into the throne behind him. They traveled through the rocks and had already spread to the deepest part of the city like the roots of trees. The entire royal capital was shrouded in coldness and gloom.

Connect him to this city.

The weak breathing is like a spider's thread, pulling on the vital force to maintain the country's last lifeline.

Huaishi finally understood why this city could still exist amidst so many disasters.

"Please... Great Spirit..."

On the throne, the dying but immortal king struggled to put on an ugly smile, and finally let out a hoarse sound from his moans.

"Please grant me... grant this country..."

"The final redemption and relief..."

Sorry, I was on the road during the day and just arrived at the airport. I tried to catch up with another update on the plane... I'm stuck, and there are no readers' chapter reviews to copy. It's so difficult for me...

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