Chapter 256: Where the Gods Fell (Part 2) Second update...

Chu Xiuyan was flying in the sky like a kite.

In the field of vision where only blurry afterimages could be seen, a huge silver-white wave gradually appeared.

wrong……

Chu Xiuyan got serious. On the ground was a legion of several hundred thousand people. Their silver-white armor looked particularly dazzling under the sunlight.

They stood silently in the wilderness, restraining their breath, like a sparkling sea wave, seemingly calm, but with a turbulent undercurrent.

Standing in front is a young man in black combat uniform.

……black?

Chu Xiuyan paused for a moment.

The original unhappiness of being forced out of the battle has disappeared, transformed into curiosity about this legion that appeared out of nowhere.

...It's a pity that he is now? Still? Floating in the sky, and I can't see the black man's face clearly.

then,

"Why are you? Here??"

The man in black, who had expertly wrapped up the chain, caught the boy who fell from the sky. He touched his head naturally and sighed, "Did you sneak out again?"

Chu Xiuyan looked up in astonishment, a bunch of exclamation marks flashing through his mind.

He took a few steps back, staring at the man in black, then moved left and right? He moved a few steps, trying to observe the man in black in front of him from all angles.

Finally, he took a deep breath.

This man in black... is the black version of the high priest.

It's so strange. It's so strange.

This is similar to the situation where Zhang Chun turned into the Earth but his bangs were still his original body, but it is also completely opposite.

This guy has changed so much!

He frowned in confusion and muttered, "You're actually wearing black... How can you wear black? This ruins your character..."

"Because? If I wear white? clothes, the enemy may not be able to find me, and then I have to take the initiative to run over and stand in front of them, which is not very impressive."

After the black-robed chief priest finished explaining, a pure smile appeared on his face, which was covered by black cloth. He then touched Chu Xiuyan's head and said gently, "Stand back. The next battle is very dangerous. Don't get close."

Chu Xiuyan's mind was still a mess.

First of all, this officiant is the dyed black version, not cold nor arrogant, feeling very? Natural? Easygoing... God, the sunny and smiling officiant... sounds even more terrifying.

Secondly, the black-robed chief priest must have recognized the wrong person. The "Chu Xiuyan" or [Blood Mist] in this world probably has a very strong presence, so that the chief priest here is not like he was at the original time point and did not recognize [Blood Mist].

Finally, the laughing version of the chief priest is going to fight the cold version of Zhang Chun? They are fighting!

Chu Xiuyan hurriedly said: "Let me watch the fight!"

The black-clad chief priest: "Okay, here? We can see it too."

Then, he took a step into the center of the wilderness, suddenly turned his head, and said, "By the way, are you a little shorter?"

Chu Xiuyan: "...The older I get, the younger I look."

"Huh? Is this true?"

The black-robed chief priest muttered as he walked forward, and in the next second, his figure disappeared and appeared a hundred miles away.

There? The outline of the II-3 base was vaguely visible, and it seemed to be half destroyed. A lot of black figures could be vaguely seen running around.

Chu Xiuyan squatted in front of the army, pulling out weeds on the ground. The weeds in the distance were blown sideways by the wind. There were flocks of birds circling in the sky. An inexplicable and strange aura that made people feel as if their hearts were being clenched was spreading rapidly.

And then, in an instant, in an instant, the wind suddenly solidified, the air seemed to be frozen, the birds circling in the sky fell to the ground one after another, and the surroundings fell into deathly silence.

Chu Xiuyan looked at the bird closest to him. It landed on a stone. Blood flowed down the rough surface of the stone onto the weeds below, making it tilt more and more. The drop of blood slid down little by little, and the moment it fell into the soil——

The earth seemed to be awakened, and a deafening and terrifying sound broke out. The loess surged like a huge wave, whistling up from the ground and sweeping towards the sky. In the blink of an eye, the loess covered the sky like a sand curtain, making it impossible to see any light in the already dim environment.

"Wow."

Chu Xiuyan opened his mouth wide, and his mouth was filled with sand.

"Pooh."

When he lowered his head to spit out the mud, a biting chill suddenly hit him again, touching the weeds on the tip of his shoe. The grass seemed to be frozen and broke into pieces at the touch.

In the area covered by loess and sand in the distance, dense ice crystals appeared at some point, like snowflakes floating in the sky, being crushed by the high-speed rotating loess, or lightly falling to the ground, silently covering the ground with a layer of crystal frost.

The wind was howling, the loess and sand were all over my face, the ice crystals were hitting me, the cold was soaring, and as for the battle scene... it was indeed very shocking and spectacular, but I couldn't see anything.

Chu Xiuyan held his chin, thinking that although he couldn't see anything, the colors were mixed well, and he could hand it in to the teacher as homework, or use it as the cover of a comic book chapter.

He thought about it for a long time, so long that his legs were numb, so long that he was bored and even chatted with the legion members, but unfortunately the other party was taciturn and didn't say a word. His face was covered by a mask and he couldn't even see his expression.

After an unknown amount of time, the dark sky gradually began to show color.

The loess and sand that blocked the clouds and light in the sky fell back to the ground, and the ice covering the earth slowly melted.

Chu Xiuyan saw the black-robed chief priest holding a piece of silver-white metal fragment in one hand and wiping the blood off his cheek with his wrist, while his left arm was empty.

"Ah, it's too hard to fight? Luckily I cleverly covered the ground with ice to block His perception, otherwise it would be too late to fight."

The black-clad high priest stuffed the metal fragment in his right hand into his pocket. His pocket was bulging, and the exposed corner was shining with a cold luster.

"But the first generation of artificial intelligence was still destroyed by the Earth... Why did He destroy artificial intelligence?"

The black-clad high priest said in confusion.

Chu Xiuyan asked: "So you defeated [the Great? Earth]?"

"How is that possible? I just exhausted his patience and he left on his own."

The black-robed chief priest laughed and then sighed, "I am not a god yet, so I cannot truly rival Him. I can only resort to some tricks."

His face showed genuine regret, without any disguise.

Chu Xiuyan still couldn't understand why the Northwest Base was eager to "become a divine civilization". He learned from Zhang Chun that the existence of divine civilization would cause all kinds of disasters to wreak havoc on the world, and could even be called the source of disasters; and from the content of the diary in the wooden house, if they just wanted to prevent people around them from encountering disasters and dying easily, they could use technology, medicine, biological genes and other means to transform the wasteland world, eliminate the alien beasts, and rebuild the social order. This was not difficult for the uncle, or the Northwest doctor, but they chose the path of "divine civilization". Why?

The black-clad chief priest brought Chu Xiuyan back to the headquarters base.

Like the future, the Northwest Base here is also built halfway up the Snow Mountain Range.

Halfway through the journey, that imposing army disappeared without a trace.

The black-robed chief priest led Chu Xiuyan around and around until they arrived at the entrance of a base. There was a thick layer of snow there. Three people were standing there, and behind them were a few scattered figures, talking to each other.

"The Earth is still out there, attacking the gods everywhere. Before we take care of Him, you should stop running around for now."

The black-clad chief priest reminded, then pushed Chu Xiuyan forward to the entrance of the base.

Chu Xiuyan quietly and silently stared at the two "Chu Wenxi".

One of them was wearing black-framed glasses, his hair seemed to have not been trimmed for a while so it looked a little messy, and there were tired dark circles under his eyes. The moment he saw Chu Xiuyan, his face showed a complex expression mixed with "horror", "panic", "confusion", "incredulity" and "embarrassment".

And the other "Chu Wenxi" was wearing a white coat with a gray lining, his hair was smeared with hairspray, and although there were dark circles under his eyes, they were very light. At this time, he had his arms folded, with no obvious expression on his face. His eyes were cold and disdainful, and he felt like he was suppressing others with his imposing manner.

Okay, Chu Xiuyan can tell which one is his real uncle at a glance.

But the younger version is at least four, five, six, or seven years younger… It’s like this guy hasn’t changed in years.

So not long ago, when the Wild Dog assassination crisis was over, what the bastard uncle said, "I had been to that world a long time ago", turned out to be true! !

The doctor pushed his lens tremblingly, his voice trembling a little: "Why... why does this person look exactly like... Xiaoyan?"

——Personality, personality collapsed, Doctor. You are a man who is in a wheelchair but still has no less momentum. You are a man who is so thoughtful and thoughtful that you even plotted against yourself in a parallel universe? Boss!

"Ha." My uncle let out a half-hearted laugh.

Chu Xiuyan glared at him.

Although the doctor panicked for a while at first, he soon realized something. He turned his head to look at the man next to him, then looked at the boy opposite him who was folding his arms and staring at him in the same posture, and his voice became softer, "Same as you?"

Straight from the future?

Chu Wenxi looked at the face and figure of the boy who continued to stare at him, and felt that his situation seemed to be different from his. "Something is wrong... What are you doing?"

Chu Xiuyan thought Chu Wenxi was talking to him, but then he realized that the other party was looking behind him.

He turned his head and saw a boy who looked exactly like him standing behind him. He was almost the same height?, shoulder-length dark red hair, focused eyes?, and a pair of crystal clear silver eyes that reflected Chu Xiuyan's face?.

Chu Xiuyan's eyes were red with fear? His pupils popped out.

Now? The boy in front of him stared at him, his light-colored pupils reflecting him.

He also stared at the other person, his scarlet eyes reflecting the other person's face.

It's like looking in a mirror, it feels very weird.

Wait a moment……

Light silver eyes? Pupils?

Chu Xiuyan realized something belatedly.

The person in front of him, who looked exactly like him, did not seem to be [Blood Mist].

He is... [Origin]?