The Zhuzhao sacred tree is roaring and growing. Gu Jianlin seems to have been poured into the tree, showing only a face without sadness or joy. His pupils are strange gold, with dark lotus flowers flowing.

The original is absorbing His power and is devouring this world.

The vast wilderness is engulfed by tree roots entwined with lotus vines, as if the ancient tree world has descended, taking root in the snow-covered soil and drilling deep into the earth's core.

The ancient tree seems to have extended to the end of the sky, and the golden crown spreads endlessly. When you look up, you can see the scorching foehn winds gathering together, and the red fire clouds are torn apart by the sunlight, making them indistinguishable.

Find out whether it is heaven or hell.

The boy's eyes were empty, but his golden pupils seemed to be able to reflect the world.

Lord Zhulong stared into His eyes and saw the end of the world.

The old man howled and ran away but still could not escape the fate of being turned into a tree. The withered bark multiplied on his body, turning him into an old tree in just a moment. His children cried and hugged him.

He refused to leave, and was forcibly taken away by the servants.

The demon hunters and the night watchers were fighting in the Central Spiritual Center campus, and were suddenly overturned by a huge ancient tree. The moment the thick roots touched them, these well-trained warriors were also

The tree turned into a tree, and the desperate expression was fixed on the trunk.

Ji Xiaoyu and Fu Chaoyang retreated under the cover of the soldiers. More and more of their companions were infected by the strange tree transformation phenomenon. Some people realized their abnormality and pulled the trigger on their head.

Lu Zijin and Chen Bojun, who were covered with bruises, could not escape. After escorting their injured comrades to the car, they also fell into a deep sleep and mutated into towering ancient trees.

Of course, Captain Lu and Deputy Chen, including Uncle Mu, were also swallowed up by the golden tree roots.

Cheng Youyu, that little fat man, yelled at the sky, and in the blink of an eye he was invaded by a strange virus and mutated into a short, fat tree man. His posture was quite comical.

Xia Zhi also fell asleep and turned into a graceful little tree.

The freaks at dusk were unable to resist this strange power. After a short period of resistance, all their spiritual beings were swallowed up, and their mortal bodies became part of the Candlelight Divine Tree.

Only the shadow department is still holding on. They are trying their best to destroy the spreading tree roots and guard the underground hangar where Deep Space is located. Fortunately, they still have the assistance of the divine servants, otherwise the entire army would have been wiped out long ago.

Tokyo's arborescence phenomenon has caused the city to be engulfed, the desert near Cairo has turned into a terrifying oasis, and the glaciers in Oslo are roaring with jade trees and flowers.

"How pitiful."

Venerable Zhulong gently stroked the young man's face and looked at the miserable faces of all living beings.

The situation of the demigods is not easy either.

Lai Yin and Lin Dong were on the verge of going berserk. Their eyes were also strangely golden. The dry bark spread to their necks. They even cut off the tree's arm with a sword, but it still didn't help.

Bai Jin laughed crazily and knelt down, twisted branches growing out of his withered body.

Commander Lu was also entangled in countless vines and almost suffocated.

Only Netherworld is still moving around on the street, avoiding the raging tree roots.

The superior demigods can only do so when faced with natural disasters.

This weird arborescence phenomenon is spreading around the world, like a terrible plague. If communication equipment can still be used, it will immediately appear on the Internet and be reported by major media. The bomb of public opinion will spread around the world.

Exploded, causing huge turmoil.

Countries that have responded quickly have already dispatched their military for investigation and rescue, and will also send the best scholars to investigate this strange tree disease. Unfortunately, there will be no results.

This is the predicted end of the world. The civilization built by mankind over thousands of years is so fragile and vulnerable to the natural power of the ancient gods.

Lord Zhulong sang, as if hypnotizing the young man in the tree.

Gu Jianlin clearly had his eyes open, but he seemed to be asleep.

His consciousness still stayed in the howling wind and snow, the ruins of the ancient and barbaric tribe.

Under the withered old tree are withered lotus flowers. A black-haired girl stands on the tree crown, looking down from a high position. There is a vast sea of ​​ice in all directions, and majestic stone statues roar out of the sea.

Gu Jianlin couldn't move at all because he was hugged.

The god whose whole body was burnt to char was wrapped around his back like an evil ghost, whispering hoarsely in his ears, like a desperate man calling for help before drowning, and like a devil's curse.

A ferocious human face appeared on the burnt black face.

Sometimes it’s Milo, sometimes it’s Taiqing, and there are also unfamiliar faces.

They are all people who have been eroded by the original, and they are also a collection of unified wills.

Of course he would not be troubled by this level of hallucinations now that his heart was as solid as a rock. He raised his hand and tried to crush that damn face, but at that moment he was suddenly stunned.

Because that face turned out to be Wan Wan, the little girl looked at him with fear in her eyes.

In the blink of an eye, Uncle Mu's face covered in blood appeared, looking more ferocious and terrifying than ever before.

In just a short moment, he saw many familiar and unfamiliar faces.

Lu Zijin, Lu Zicheng, Chen Bojun, Chen Qing...

Lin Lan and Lin Wanqiu's expressions were as ghastly as those of evil spirits.

The faces of former comrades appeared one after another, their eyes were more vicious than ever before.

In the end, the shadows' burned-to-charcoal faces appeared like hallucinations.

"Go to hell!"

"Go to hell!"

"Go to hell!"

Hysterical roars and sharp, hoarse curses echoed in the young man's ears.

Gu Jianlin covered his ears in pain.

"When people are on the verge of death, their ugliness will always show up."

The black-haired girl in the wind and snow looked down at him indifferently: "This is the person you want to protect. They also want you to die when they are desperate. You should not have been born, and you should not have survived. The so-called paradox is actually

It's the world's fault. Why do you want to protect them?"

She paused: "Eat them up."

Gu Jianlin felt severe pain.

Because the charred god was tearing at his body.

The sharp nails tore his body to pieces.

He clearly felt the hatred and resentment of his former comrades.

It's not just them.

And the hatred and malice of the world.

I don’t know what kind of painful torture they are going through.

So much so that their faith has been wiped out and they have turned into evil ghosts struggling in hell.

Presumably, it is difficult for the inheritors of the order of the past to resist the original erosion.

What's more, it's them.

With a rumble, the wind and snow dispersed.

The girl in the wind and snow was actually nailed to an ancient tree. On the ice sea, there were hundreds of millions of people in simple clothes kneeling down to worship. The majestic stone statue opened its eyes with ferocious eyes.

The old priest stood in front of the statue, holding high the burning sword of fire.

Gu Jianlin saw his movements clearly in the severe pain.

He wants to burn the tree!

No, they want to burn the girl in the tree!

"The time has come to end the curse!"

The old priest shouted: "Kill this girl, and our clan will usher in a great rebirth!"

The cheers of hundreds of millions of people drowned him, and the eyes of the girl who was crucified on the tree showed neither sadness nor joy.

Like an insignificant spectator.

It turns out that this is the anger and despair that Master Zhulong has experienced. The girl who lost her hometown and family embarked on a journey to try to solve the curse and tragedy of the planet for hundreds of millions of years. In the end, she was considered responsible for all disasters.

The source of, was crucified on the cross.

But if she is so powerful, why would she be defeated by ordinary people?

There was no anger or despair in her eyes, but a look of relief.

"What I have experienced, now I want you to experience it too."

The black-haired girl said indifferently: "Tell me, how do you choose?"

Gu Jianlin endured the severe pain of being torn apart. What he recalled in his mind was every bit of encounter with those people. There is a saying that people are a collection of all social relationships. It seems that it is because of their existence that they have become what they are today.

Himself, it makes sense for him to live.

After he let go of everything, he seemed to finally understand himself.

It turns out that what supported him all the way was not the so-called paranoia.

It was Captain Lu’s first snap of his fingers, Sister Chen Qing’s bandaging of his wounds, Minister Lu’s charming smile, the kindness of Uncle Mu and his daughter, and the trust and impulse of his comrades.
To be continued...