Volume 2: The Growing Flame Chapter 94: Land of Inheritance and Awakening
The sky was torn apart, transforming into a gigantic eye, a terrifying high-level being looking down.
Cold, vast, and terrifying!
Just the gaze made Fang You feel a chill in his heart.
Those who were destroyed in the thunder and only left a little ashes were probably cultists. Under this gaze, flesh buds and lumps grew, and huge flesh spheres swelled out in the blink of an eye.
Even the burning flames around seemed to have grown the shape of flesh and blood. The grass and trees were growing wildly, and the branches under the blooming tree trunks were as scarlet as human flesh and blood.
scarlet!
The entire sky was plunged into a dark blood-red color, and the heaven and earth seemed like a lone boat in a storm that could capsize at any time.
Great disaster! Great terror!
Just a glance can change the color of the entire world. What kind of existence is this?
He no longer had time to think.
The glorious scepter was raised high, golden light burst out from the white robe, and a beam of light shot up into the sky, as if trying to stubbornly break through the blood-red sky.
But it's not enough, it's not enough!
The next moment,
The golden field spread out from the scepter, and the sacred golden light cleansed all filth. Wherever it passed, the buds stopped growing, and a faint smoke rose and continued to shrink. The big trees that had been baring their fangs and claws also gradually recovered.
The flames died out, and a beam of light pierced the bloody sky.
The deteriorating conditions of the surviving humans hiding in the houses around them gradually subsided under the golden light.
These,
He didn't need to use his eyes to see anything, everything became clear naturally, and his thought illuminated the heaven and earth in his heart.
His mind continued to rise, overlooking the world, as if he was a god who controlled the heaven and the earth and could make clouds and rain with a wave of his hand.
There was endless golden light in his eyes as he looked into the bloodshot pupils.
It seemed as if I saw a figure sitting on a blood-red throne, with a blurry face and extremely majestic.
[Bloody Emperor]!
Blood and flesh surged like a torrent across endless time and space, and countless whispers exploded in my ears.
It was as if the earth was cracking, the sky was collapsing, and the world was sinking.
Amidst the upheavals, Fang You's figure was like a reef, his face shrouded in brilliant golden light, expressionless, except for his eyes, which contained golden light and within their depths, a fire was burning.
The flame will not go out!
Thunder rolled out, and in the blink of an eye the entire sky was covered with thunderclouds. A giant hand of lightning stretched out from the collapsed thunderclouds.
A giant hand covering the sky!
For a moment, the sky and the earth thundered, and the brilliant blue-purple light and the blood-red light kept colliding. The whole sky seemed to be divided in the middle, one part was blue-purple, and the other part was blood-red.
It's like a doomsday disaster scene.
Even people hundreds of kilometers away could see that civilians were either kneeling on the ground or fleeing in terror.
The painter in the robe had fear in his eyes, but he did not look away. Instead, he gritted his teeth and stared. In the terrible disaster scene at the end of the sky, he vaguely saw a terrifying blood-red pupil, and...
In front of the huge blood pupil, there was a golden figure standing in the sky.
The huge pupil was imprinted in his heart, the painter's eyes shed tears of blood, his ears were filled with muttering, and he began to paint on the rice paper frantically.
The painting depicts the blood-red pupils and the tall figure holding a scepter behind the giant eye.
…
A golden light enveloped the dilapidated village.
The terrible pollution gradually disappeared in the extremely masculine and powerful thunder.
After a while,
The blood color between heaven and earth faded, the giant blood-colored pupil disappeared, and the sky returned to its clear blue color once again.
The cold and terrifying gaze also disappeared, but the faint gray thread on the sky still existed, still connecting to the other end, that boundless and strange world that was difficult to describe in words.
Like a bridge.
And just now, I was standing at this end of the bridge, standing on the blue star, colliding with the terrible force that came across the bridge.
A ray of power that has been severely weakened by the barriers of the Blue Star world.
"What kind of existence is this?"
"The legendary evil god?"
I’m afraid it’s not yet.
When I thought of this, my mood became even heavier.
…
The other end of the blood-colored thread is somewhere across an infinite distance.
Inside the magnificent blood-red hall, a tall figure stood high above. This was a being wearing gorgeous blood-red armor, with deep eyes that reflected a sea of blood.
"interesting."
"There is actually someone in this world who can stop my power from coming."
The Bloody Emperor was not annoyed.
Over the long years, he has seen too many examples of a mantis trying to stop a chariot or an ant trying to shake a tree.
Sometimes a little resistance can be fun.
But the end, the destination of the world, is to be swallowed up.
Taking this slight opportunity, he opened up the passage and came early.
this,
It is also his opportunity.
…
In the ruined village, young seedlings stubbornly sprout new buds.
One day has passed since the giant blood-red pupil disappeared. During this period, no abnormalities have occurred, but the gray threads in the sky still exist.
In Yu Fangyou's field of vision, he could see wisps of gray mist seeping out from the cracks.
"This is the key anchor point of destiny, and we will continue to face the impact from the rift."
"Resist it, the crack will get smaller and smaller until it disappears and breaks off."
"If we can't stop it, the rift will get bigger and bigger, triggering an avalanche."
Fang You pondered.
Outside the house, several figures wearing special weight-bearing clothing kept running and sweating profusely.
It is the few people who survived the catastrophic event, six teenagers and young men, that Fang You has used "healing water flow", "purification" and "sound of cleansing the soul" to heal their physical and mental trauma and give them the power to become stronger.
Among them there is a man named Wei Jingwu, who is not an ordinary villager. He is knowledgeable and has the ability to command the army. After being identified through detection skills, Wei Jingwu is found to be a talent with great potential.
Fang You immediately gave him the Secondary Apostle Recruitment Certificate and taught him the Blade Slashing Skill.
——Before coming here, he had drawn the “Elementary Ten Combos” several times, but not as hard as the first time. He had drawn several skill books, but they were all Blade Slash, Cannon Fist, and other skills he already had.
He passed on a door.
“But it’s not enough.”
"In this copy, what's important is not my strength, but the power of the fire."
"but……"
He couldn't leave the area.
His intuition told him that if he moved away, great terror would befall him, and all the items he brought from the modern times could only be used in this area.
But people of this era, like Wei Jingwu, were allowed to go out.
He began to make arrangements.
One day, two days, three days...
Ten days later, the village had regained a lot of its popularity. Among these people were old and young, but more were young and middle-aged people, all of whom were brought back from outside by Wei Jingwu.
This era was already in the last years of a dynasty, with social unrest, natural disasters and man-made tragedies... Wei Jingwu was originally a military officer, but he couldn't stand some of the corruption and offended his superiors, so he was dismissed from his post and lived in seclusion in this small village.
Before the disaster struck, this place was still peaceful, but outside there was famine everywhere and peasant uprisings broke out everywhere.
In this situation, a peaceful village with sufficient food is like a paradise.
However, Wei Jingwu kept Fang You's request in mind. It was not necessary to be physically strong , but one must have a kind heart and a firm will.
They are fighting monsters.
It cannot be lacking, but it cannot be abused either.
After careful selection, Wei Jingwu still brought back many refugees. With the efforts of everyone, this dilapidated village was rebuilt bit by bit.
Improved seeds were planted in the fields.
People work and exercise, what a harmonious scene, if no disaster strikes.
…
"kill!"
"Team one retreats, team two stabs!"
"Protect our home!"
In front of him was a monster similar to the one that day.
They look like human beings, but some have grown bony wings, some have sharp fangs, and each one is extremely powerful. They can pull up trees and climb onto roofs in one leap.
But now, we are not ordinary people!
Wei Jingwu held the sword in his hand and chopped down again and again until he chopped the strange man into pieces. The others around him also formed a battle formation and continued to encircle and attack him.
Inside the village, Fang You stood on a high place, looking into the distance.
He didn't make any move.
This is not his battlefield. He can easily annihilate these strange people and evil spirits if he takes action now, but after he leaves, the flames of the fire that have not experienced enough baptism of battle will be easier to extinguish.
At most, he just saved people.
Insufficient guidance.
In addition to Wei Jingwu, he also selected five other people, contracted them as secondary apostles, and granted them skill books.
Wang Hei, granted Blade Slash and Evil Tracking.
Li Ergou, granted with Cannon Fist and Strange Tracking.
Li Sanniu was awarded bronze skin.
Quni, grant healing waters.
Yang Yong, granted palm thunder.
Others were also given seeds of various skills.
He didn't have many skill books, but he had quite a few skill seeds. This time he directly planted ten skill seeds, and the fruits that grew from them gave the warriors the power to fight against evil.
Just needs exercise.
There are many people who have not yet gotten started, but with awakened weapons, they can fight against evil and kill those strange humanoid creatures.
Likewise, the mysterious can be obtained.
…
An unknown village, behind the mountain.
When Wei Jingwu arrived here, he was surprised to find that this place had changed a lot. The ground had become neat, paved with stone slabs with intricate patterns, and surrounded by towering boulders, like a wall enclosing the entire area.
Guarding the central stone tablet.
The mentor was standing in front of and raised his head slightly.
Wei Jingwu could never forget the tall figure of his mentor that day.
Nor could he forget the monsters that wreaked havoc in the village and the villagers who were disemboweled.
He clenched his fists.
After being noticed by Master Meng, he is also willing to fight against the evil until his death!
"I cannot stay in this time and space for too long. In the future, the responsibility of fighting against evil will fall on you. But I will guide you to awaken stronger powers. However, there are dangers in this process. If you are not careful, you will be doomed."
Fang You spoke.
Looking at Wei Jingwu and the thirteen warriors who came with Wei Jingwu, their mysterious value has accumulated to one unit.
There are five people including Wang Hei, and there are also seven people who are not secondary apostles.
Fang You did not hide it.
But no one backed down.
"We are displaced people. Now we have food, clothes and shelter. What's the harm in fighting against evil?"
"We are not cowards!"
"When the war is over, I will get married and have children. Then I can tell my child that his father is a great hero."
This is the fire.
There was also a fire in Fang You's heart.
I will also do my best to keep you safe.
This is a place of inheritance, where many powers can leave traces and turn into inheritance.
He raised his scepter, and a glorious realm spread out.
The golden light reflected, and the guiding force fell gently, and from the origin of Wei Jingwu and Wang Hei, there were strands of waves spreading out.
The mysterious power resonates with the land of inheritance, prying the cornerstone of awakening.
