Chapter 2779 The Epitome of History

Although Longlegs Lotus looks ferocious and has a seemingly simple body structure, he is still a good chatmate.

First of all, he is very knowledgeable, and secondly, he is very talkative and can bring out topics that I want to hear or that I am curious about.

So when consciousness returned to its original form, I not only regretted not being able to talk to him more about the past and present, and comment on the rise and fall.

As soon as I opened my eyes, the dazzling sunlight hit me like a needle, causing slight pain in my eyes, so I had no choice but to close them again.

After a moment of relaxation, I suddenly realized that there seemed to be noon covering my body. I felt suspicious and squinted my eyes again. In the blur, I saw a gray and yellowish thing pressing on my chest. In shock, I He sat up suddenly, opened his eyes and looked again, he was stunned in place, and then he stopped laughing.

It turned out that the gray and yellow stuff was actually a thick layer of fine seaside sand!

It must be a prank played by little loli girls.

I thought to myself, and looked around at the same time. Sure enough, little Princess Analetta was trying to hide her little body behind the sandcastle, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and snicker.

With a wry smile, I stood up, gathered a large piece of sand together with my hands, and made it into the shape of a pillow. Then I lay down again and continued to sleep soundly.

In the hazy moment, I felt a slight chill penetrating my body, which made me shiver inadvertently.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a black curtain covering the sky, and dense rain falling like a curtain from the sky, fine and seamless.

Breathing gently, I felt a slightly sour and slightly stinky smell coming to my nostrils. Although it was not annoying, it was not pleasant either.

Facing an environment that seemed familiar yet unfamiliar, I was not afraid at all, because I knew that this must also be a space of consciousness.

After walking for about a hundred meters, I heard a hazy sound not far away. I subconsciously quickened my pace and ran towards the source of the sound.

After running for hundreds of meters, the voice as thin as a gnat became very clear. Only then did I realize that the voice was not talking, but screaming and wailing.

"What happened?" I wondered in my heart, very curious to see what happened at the source of the sound, but the more curious I was, the slower my steps became.

Although this is a space of consciousness and the other party cannot hurt me, the habits that adventurers have cultivated over the years cannot be changed if they want to.

This is a village.

The size of the village does not seem too big, but it is not small either. At least in my opinion, it is not far behind a small town.

Through the old wooden houses and dead vines and old trees that caught my eye, I could vaguely guess its true appearance.

But at present, every wooden house is empty and empty, and the tables, chairs and dishes in many houses are messy, as if they were a mess left behind after a hasty escape.

After walking for a while, the sound got closer and closer. The wails and screams one after another were like the sound of rolling waves, one after another.

So he quickened his pace and headed straight for the source of the sound. At the same time, he subconsciously clenched Xi Lan's demon knife with his right hand.

Crossing the street and walking around the wooden houses, a clearing came into view.

On the open space, hundreds of figures gathered together, each holding a weapon, and their faces were full of anger, ferocity and despair. Opposite them, a purple man said that a wild boar was not like a wild boar, and a wolf was not like a wolf. The skin-skinned creature stood proudly, with a pair of eyes that were playful and cold. When they looked at it, they felt a basin of cold water pouring down on them, which instantly chilled their muscles and bones.

The thing stuck out its deep purple tongue and moved towards the crowd step by step. Its scarlet eyes looked like a bloodthirsty beast. However, its image at this moment was indeed that of a bloodthirsty beast. Ferocious beast!

Finally, someone moved, and there was more than one person. They put their weapons horizontally in front of them, roared, condensed a weird power that I had never seen before, roared, and killed it.

Facing a large number of enemies, the bloodthirsty beast showed no fear. It used its front paws to draw its bow left and right, and fought to a stop with the charging enemies.

The sharp claws, sharp teeth, and body that can change shape anytime and anywhere like dough undoubtedly put heavy pressure on the opponent.

One side seems to have a large number of people, but although it can hurt the other side, it cannot cause fatal damage to the other side. The other side seems to be alone, but its sharp claws and fangs can tear the body apart, and its shape that can change at any time can also avoid it. Inflicted countless fatal wounds.

The two parties meet and a decision is made.

In about a quarter of an hour, one side of the human race had been completely wiped out, while on the other side, although minor injuries continued, it did not affect the fundamentals.

The wailing of human beings became even louder, and the despair became as unstoppable as the flood.

Standing more than ten meters away, I couldn't help but gasp when I saw this scene. At the same time, I seemed to be infected by despair, and my hands trembled slightly involuntarily.

About an hour later, all the humans had been slaughtered by the opponent. Looking at the blood flowing like a stream and the broken limbs everywhere, I subconsciously took half a step back.

At the same time, a voice suddenly sounded in my ears: "Are you scared?"

Following the sound, he saw a bonfire blazing a few meters away. Beside the bonfire, the creature that looked like a wild boar but not a wild boar, a dog but not a dog, was sitting nearby. His eyes were still as scarlet as blood, oozing with blood. The look in his eyes was still cold and cruel.

He is, Di Ruigi.

"What was that scene just now?" I calmed down and asked curiously, "Did you weave an illusion?"

"I am not Lotus Longlegs, and I am not good at weaving illusions."

"That is."

"History" Di Ruigi said: "A microcosm of a real history."

"A microcosm of history?" I was stunned and asked again: "So, you really massacred a village of humans?"

"Yes," Di Ruigi admitted, "and more than one village died in my hands."

I couldn't help but frown: "Why are you doing this?"

"Because I have to do this," Di Ruiji said calmly without changing his expression.

"Must?" I really couldn't understand what he meant: "Why must it? Did anyone force you?"

"No one forced me to do it, but I had to do it."

"Can you tell me why?"

"Okay." It seemed that Di Ruiji had no intention of hiding it. He lowered his head, and after a moment, he slowly said: "You know my title, right?"

I thought for a while and shook my head: "I don't know."

"Black Plague" Di Ruigi said: "In the devil world, they call me Black Plague Di Ruigi."

The plague is also black. Huh? Black plague? This is wrong, he is obviously purple, why not call it Purple Plague?

I was just thinking wildly when I heard Di Ruiji say: "My existence itself means ominousness. The plague is a disease that even the demon world is afraid of, and the color black represents death."