Chapter 667: Lonely Traveler (Five Thousand)



Chapter 667: Lonely Traveler (Five Thousand)

The true ruler of heaven, the maintainer of destiny, is about to awaken.

When everyone heard this information, they were shocked. They were not excited about the fact that the Overlord was about to wake up. On the contrary, their faces became more serious.

This is not a good thing for them.

The Keeper of Destiny designs the fate of all living beings.

He created the world line and arranged the fate of everyone.

He sleeps all year round and wakes up every thousand years.

This awakening should have happened nine years later.

But now, he has to wake up early... There is only one reason why the Destiny Keeper can wake up early, that is, the world line has been seriously shifted and destiny has gone out of control.

This is definitely a very bad situation for all administrators.

It is by manipulating fate that the Administrator gradually becomes the controller of the Dusk Continent.

Once fate gets out of control, it will even affect their dominant position.

And of all the administrators, the most feared is... the repairman.

The repairman is in a miserable state now. His body is in tatters and a corner of his head is smashed. Although the bleeding has stopped and even the wound's epidermis has grown back, the loss of the skull still leaves a deep dent on his head, which looks a bit weird.

The worst part was that both eyes were gone.

There are hideous black holes and twisted scars in the eye sockets.

At first glance, it makes one's scalp tingle.

Recently, the repairman has been ridiculed by other administrators because someone dug out one of his eyes.

This is his shame.

But now, the repairman had no time to feel resentful about this humiliation. All that was left in his heart was endless fear.

The world line seen by the repairman has become completely messed up, like a tangled mess. Even if the repairman has great skills, it is impossible to straighten out such a chaotic fate.

Today, the Dusk Continent is full of...heretics.

The Andre family has also been destroyed, and without the right tools, it has become extremely troublesome even to suppress those ordinary heretics.

And a heretic can easily bring subtle changes to the world line.

When there are enough subtle changes, the world line becomes a mess.

The repairman is responsible for converging the world line. This is his responsibility. In the repairman's opinion, the fate keepers awakened early, which must be due to the chaos of the world line.

As the person in charge of the world line, he cannot escape blame, and it is still unknown what kind of punishment he will face.

As if he was thinking of some kind of image, the repairman's body was shaking like he was having the hiccups.

The Temple of Dusk.

A long time has actually passed since Ron left.

As a member of the Dusk Tribe, Zhou Yang, who has a huge body, actually has a very slow sense of time. He is not sure how many days and months have passed, but he thinks it should be about a year or two.

Because he was feeling more and more bored staying in the Temple of Dusk.

Although he has always had his niece Philomena with him, this girl has been in seclusion. She is not practicing, but just trying to adjust her physical and mental state.

Perhaps it was because the thunder had left too severe a shadow in Philomena's heart, which caused Philomena to take longer to adjust than Ron. As a result, for such a long time, no one came to talk to Zhou Yang, and he was almost bored to death staying in the Temple of Dusk.

Zhou Yang was lying alone in the corner of the mausoleum, bored, picking his teeth with a spear in his hand, and mumbling something, probably cursing Ron for being disloyal and not caring about his fellow villager like he had a woman outside.

Zhou Yang knew about Ron's affairs. This guy had more than a dozen female confidantes outside, some of whom Zhou Yang had met.

Even after experiencing all kinds of makeup techniques in the 21st century... no, it's simply disguise, plastic surgery, and PS technology, Zhou Yang had to admit that each of Ron's confidantes was as beautiful as a country, and each had her own merits.

Being surrounded by beautiful women like this can be said to be every man's dream.

Think about Ron's life, and then think about yourself...

The gap was so huge that Zhou Yang immediately felt like crying.

It's so sad.

He is the great King of Dusk, but he doesn’t even have a queen by his side. It’s a disgrace to the time travelers.

There was no way. Although he traveled through time and space and became a member of the Dusk Tribe, his aesthetic taste was still that of an ordinary human. He liked the beauties of the human race who were either petite and delicate or heroic, the graceful figure and delicate skin of the elves, and the sexy and enchanting alternative temptation of the fox girls.

I really don't like the hairy Dusk tribe members at all.

Unfortunately, Zhou Yang was over 100 meters tall, and this alone prevented him from attacking girls from the human and elf races. As a result, he spent hundreds of years in the Twilight Dynasty after traveling through time, and was sealed for thousands of years. Several years had passed after he was unsealed, but he was still a rookie.

The more he thought about it, the more miserable he felt. For a moment, even the last Dusk King felt like wiping away tears.

call.

At this moment, a clear exhalation sound came into my ears.

Zhou Yang opened his eyes lazily and looked in the direction where the voice came from, only to see Philomena, who had been practicing in the corner, finally came out of seclusion.

At this moment, Philomena is still at the peak of the Destruction Realm.

But compared to when she first entered the Temple of Dusk, Philomena's aura was obviously more calm and restrained.

There is no doubt that the status adjustment is quite good.

It seems that Philomena has temporarily overcome her deep fear of thunder. Even if she has not completely overcome it, the fear should not be as strong as before.

"How do you feel?" Zhou Yang's voice was muffled and like thunder.

The entire mausoleum seemed to tremble slightly because of Zhou Yang's voice.

A smile also appeared on Philomena's lips, and she bowed respectfully towards Zhou Yang, expressing her gratitude.

On the one hand, Zhou Yang and her father were from the same hometown and should be peers. In terms of status, Zhou Yang was her uncle, although Philomena had never called him that.

On the other hand, the time he had to calm down in the mausoleum was also thanks to Zhou Yang's constant protection.

This is the Temple of Dusk.

Although it is relatively hidden, there is no place on the Dusk Continent that can be said to be absolutely safe.

Zhou Yang's presence can ensure that he can practice in peace and quiet without being disturbed.

After bowing, Philomena raised her head again and said, "Not bad."

Zhou Yang accepted Philomena's gift calmly. He felt that he was qualified and there was nothing wrong with it.

Hearing Philomena's words, Zhou Yang just nodded: "That's good, take it."

As he spoke, Zhou Yang casually threw a space ring to Philomena.

Inside the ring is a complete set of equipment that Zhou Yang specially prepared for Philomena, as well as various special props.

"A complete set of defensive equipment, especially the additional lightning resistance, can effectively reduce the damage of heavenly thunder." Zhou Yang explained casually.

Ron is a beast. He didn't even collect the defensive suit and lightning-resistant equipment, and he rashly went to survive the tribulation. This guy must not have played games much when he was on Earth, otherwise, it would be impossible for him not to know even the most basic rules.

"I have enhanced this set of equipment to level 13. It is a set of equipment. This set of equipment alone is enough for you to withstand the first three thunderbolts."

Ron is not the only one who knows about the BUG of strengthening equipment. All of these time travelers have the ability to do so.

"In addition, there is a giant shield in the storage ring. This shield was once the equipment of the great general of the Twilight Dynasty. It is known as the Undead Shield Guard. The shield has amazing defensive capabilities. Even a forbidden spell-level bombardment can be easily blocked."

"This shield will at least allow you to withstand the fourth and fifth thunderbolts."

"There is also a bottle of magic potion in the storage ring. The effect of the magic potion can give you an indestructible golden body. In a short period of time, it will increase your defense to the limit. You should be able to withstand the sixth thunderbolt."

"There is also a magic scroll. The magic recorded on it is absolute defense. With this magic scroll, the seventh thunderbolt will be no problem."

"In addition, there are a large number of precious potions that can quickly heal your injuries in a short period of time, and there are also potions that can replenish your energy."

"In this case, the first seven heavenly thunders will basically not cause any harm to you. The key is the eighth heavenly thunder that specifically targets the body and the ninth heavenly thunder that specifically targets the soul."

"If you have one or two of the things I prepared for you left, I think you should be able to hold on. If you use them all up before, don't worry, I will help you when the time comes."

"In short, as long as the repairman doesn't break his moral code and swarms and brings down all nine thunderbolts, you shouldn't be in any danger."

Taking the storage ring and checking the things inside, Philomena felt a little grateful: "Thank you."

"You're welcome. What are you going to do to face the thunder?"

Philomena didn't answer, but frowned. She looked across the mausoleum, but didn't see Ron. She felt inexplicably empty in her heart.

"No need to look, Ron hasn't come back yet."

Zhou Yang could naturally sense what Philomena was thinking, and answered on his own: "I don't know what that guy is doing, or whether he is in any danger. Although I tried to contact Ron, that guy seems to be in some special area, and all contacts have been cut off."

"But you don't have to worry. That guy has a lot of blessings. It won't be that easy for him to die."

Philomena exhaled slowly: "Forget it, then I will survive the tribulation now."

She gave up waiting for Ron to return.

She didn't know how long it would take for Ron to return, and her current situation did not allow her to wait any longer.

Since the decision has been made, Philomena no longer hesitates. She leaves the mausoleum directly, and Zhou Yang follows silently behind her.

As soon as she arrived outside the mausoleum, Philomena took a deep breath, and the expression on her face gradually became solemn. After a brief preparation, Philomena directly released her own power, the aura of the peak of the realm of destruction, no longer suppressed, and the surging energy instantly spread out in all directions like a tsunami.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

And in the Temple of Dusk, the weather that had not changed for ten thousand years finally began to show signs of abnormality.

A gust of wind blew, and suddenly a few dark clouds appeared in the sky above.

Then... Philomena's expression suddenly became strange.

She raised her head silently, looking at the dark cloud above her head, which was about the size of a house. She didn't know how to describe the expression on her face.

It should be a dark cloud, but the color was too light. Philomena could even see the higher scenery behind through the cloud.

What the hell is this?

Is this Jieyun? Isn't it too small?

Philomena remembered it clearly. When Ron faced the thunderbolt, the calamity cloud above his head was so huge that it blocked out the sky. Not to mention a small house, the area of ​​the calamity cloud was estimated to be able to directly submerge Adams Royal City.

Why did the area of ​​the calamity cloud become so small when it was my turn? Did it look down on me?

Before Philomena could react, the small cloud of disaster above her head suddenly shrank, and bolts of lightning struck down from the sky.

Looking at the lightning that was as slender as a child's arm, Philomena was a little overwhelmed to react for a moment. She even forgot to support the defensive magic and just let the lightning in the sky hit her.

Pop.

Pop.

Bang! Three bolts of lightning struck down.

Arcs of electricity were jumping on Philomena's body, and there were only a few more white marks on her equipment.

As Philomena's body trembled, the jumping arcs disappeared.

For a moment, Philomena didn't even understand what was happening. She looked up again and saw that the small, even cute cloud had begun to dissipate. In just a few seconds, all the clouds had disappeared completely, and the sky over the Dusk Temple returned to its former appearance.

Just... just this? Her mouth opened slightly.

Philomena's expression now is so adorable.

She turned around and looked at Zhou Yang a little confused, as if wanting to get an answer from Zhou Yang.

She had heard Zhou Yang say before that the Temple of Dusk could weaken the power of heavenly thunder, but she never expected it could be weakened to this extent. It was too exaggerated.

However, she soon discovered that Zhou Yang's expression looked extremely solemn.

His face looked gloomy and depressed.

"Although the Temple of Dusk can weaken the thunder, it can only weaken it by 30% at most. The thunder can still have 70% of its original power. It will never be weakened to this extent."

"Something happened in the heavens..."

Zhou Yang's dull voice echoed in the Dusk Temple.

"Leave the Twilight Temple immediately and inform everyone you know. If my judgment is correct, it may not be long before the Twilight Continent is about to face a war."

There was no reason at all, but Zhou Yang had this feeling.

After saying this, Zhou Yang turned around and went back into the mausoleum.

His eyes swept across the ancient bronze coffins, with a hint of anxiety in them.

Ron, that guy, I hope he can come back soon.

at the same time.

Just on the other side, inside that mysterious space.

A figure was struggling to walk through a barren land.

That person is Ron.

The Black Sea disappeared and turned into the Blue Sea.

The mysterious space is no longer as dark as it once was. The sun hanging in the sky dispels the darkness of this world.

In the hazy fog, Ron saw a huge island...or rather, a continent.

Ron had forgotten a lot of things.

He is like a lonely traveler, not knowing where he comes from or where he is going.

He only knew his name was Ron.

He woke up on a large ship of bones, with a woman named Ostara and Elsa by his side.

Ron did not ask the two women anything, and he had never felt confused. On the contrary, he felt unprecedented ease. The feeling was so comfortable that it made him addicted.

He didn't know why, but when he saw the continent, he felt a strong attraction.

It was as if there was something on that continent that was luring him there.

He drifted alone on the ocean for more than ten days... should be more than ten days, he was not sure, after all, the sun above his head did not rise in the east and set in the west.

In short, he controlled this mysterious bone ship, and after sailing on the blue sea for a long time, he finally reached the edge of the continent.

This is a magical land.

Very quiet.

Very lonely.

It was like a pure dead zone, with no trace of life at all.

The sky is gloomy.

It seemed as if there was a thick fog that could not be dissolved, and even the sun in the sky could not drive away the gloom.

It seems like it is snowing in the sky.

Pieces of things like goose feathers fell slowly from the sky, rippling and swaying.

There was also a slightly pungent smell in the air, like burning sulfur.

Ron slowly stretched out his hand and caught a snowflake falling from the sky.

Grayish black.

It's not in the shape of a snowflake.

I rubbed it lightly between two fingers and it was ashes.

This mysterious continent seemed like it had just experienced a fire, a fire that would never stop.

Ron stood on the shore, staring at the mysterious land for a long time. Finally, he took a step and walked deeper into the land.

The entire ground of the continent was covered with a layer of gray-black substance, which was made up of accumulated ashes from the sky. It looked like thick snow, and as far as the eye could see, the sky and the earth were the same color.

When he stepped on it, the thick ashes buried Ron's knees, and the crunching sound, like the sound of snow being trampled, slowly echoed in Ron's ears.

It is a kind of sadness that makes people want to cry!

(End of this chapter)


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