Chapter 155 Cemetery Standing on the Dome
"Xiao Linzi, since there are no more venerables in the sky, shouldn't you keep this secret even more?"
"Why do you look like you're afraid that others won't know?"
Xia Lin had calmed down again and asked in confusion.
Lin Yuan looked at the projection in front of him and spoke.
"It can't be hidden."
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"I know Yuliu very well. He must have discovered the secret of the sky a long time ago."
"But with his caution, he will never believe it without seeing it with his own eyes."
"Instead of hiding it, it's better to let him see it clearly."
"Otherwise, he will definitely launch a large-scale siege to test the details of the sky."
"In that case, many soldiers will die."
Xia Lin still didn't understand the idea of his junior brother, and asked, "Aren't you afraid that after it knows the information about the sky, it will immediately launch a general attack?"
"If the demons go crazy and come out in full force, how can we resist without the support of the sky?"
"It will indeed do so, but not now." Lin Yuan seemed very confident.
"Yuliu is a shrewd commander. If we start the decisive battle now, even without the support of the sky, the demons will be dragged into a tug-of-war by us, and their manpower will be wasted."
"If they miss the demon tide, they will have to wait for the next demon tide to come."
"This is unacceptable to Yuliu."
"It is a very ambitious demon."
"If it wants to win in one battle, then the time to start the war must be the demon tide three years later. Yuliu will devote all the power of the tribe to fight the final decisive battle with us."
Xia Lin fell on the sofa weakly, muttering to herself, "Then we are dead..."
"Xiao Linzi, otherwise you should just follow me. If you join Guizhai, you don't have to worry about these things."
Lin Yuan ignored the invitation of his senior sister and turned his eyes back to the projection.
Under Lin Yuan's control, the [Chaos Mist] gradually dissipated and retreated.
One white tower after another saw the light of day again.
In the black blood pool, the huge heart was reshaped again.
As the heart beat, the demonic energy rushed out of the blood pool.
Slowly, it condensed into a dark demonic cloud in the air.
In the blood pool, the limbs, body, and head were all slowly condensing.
The blood pool on the ground and the demonic cloud in the air slowly approached and finally merged together.
Bang——
A two-story-high arm stretched out of the blood pool and slammed into the ground.
The arm was covered with strange green lines and fine blood threads.
As the arm continued to exert force.
The huge body of the monster gradually rushed out of the blood pool.
First the head.
Then the body.
Finally the legs.
In the demonic cloud, a terrifying monster gradually revealed its true appearance.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
Since its birth, this is the first time that it has appeared in this world in its complete form. Erlan roared excitedly.
The monstrous demonic power poured out and rushed straight to the white tower in front of him.
The breath of the enemy seemed to awaken the entire sky.
Dazzling rays of light lit up on every tower.
A white-haired old man flew out of the tower, shouting, "Go to hell, beast!"
The old man's arm suddenly bent backwards, and all his eighth-level cultivation was concentrated in his right fist, and he smashed it hard.
The violent fist rushed straight towards Erlan, setting off a huge whirlwind.
Erlan stretched out one hand, formed a claw with his fingers, and clenched it fiercely in the air.
Snap——
The powerful fist was crushed before it touched the demon cloud, and it could not hurt Erlan at all.
"How... is it possible?" The old man looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief. He had been a master for a lifetime, and he never thought that someone could easily catch his full-strength attack.
"It's just a memory fragment. Do you really think you are an eighth-level venerable?" Erlan clenched his right fist and punched it out, and the white-haired old man was blasted into a mist on the spot.
"Is this the 'sky'?" Erlan said disdainfully, looking at the countless white towers in front of him.
Several more dazzling rays of light shot out from the tops of different towers.
They were all memories left in the sky by the successive venerables. The moment they sensed the breath of the demon race, they attacked instinctively.
Boom--
Boom--
Boom--
Elan easily crushed all the memories in the air.
No matter how powerful their masters were, without their bodies, they were all rootless water and a wisp of residual soul.
More and more towers lit up.
Countless memories rushed towards Erlan.
However, they were all a drop in the bucket.
Erlan was already a little impatient.
These damn bugs, whether alive or dead, are always so annoying!
"Go to hell, annoying bugs!"
The violent demon power swept up and rushed straight to those tiny spots of light.
The heroic spirits who had been sleeping here for countless years flew out from the towers one after another and rushed straight towards the enemy.
Even if it was just a wisp of memory left in the world, they had not forgotten the meaning of existence.
The faint lights dissipated in the violent demonic power, and the towers gradually dimmed.
Seeing that there was no movement in the sky, this once holy place of the human race had completely lost its glory.
Erlan curled his lips in boredom. Without the Venerable, the sky posed no threat to the demon race at all.
He wandered around the towers in boredom.
"Zhou Songhe, 57 years old, eighth-level Venerable, died in Fengdu City."
"Xie Wenjun, 52 years old, seventh-level Venerable, died in Fengdu City."
"Fang Xian, 49 years old, seventh-level Venerable, died in Liming City."
...
The plaques in front of the towers were engraved with the names and deeds of the Venerables.
The sky now looked more like a cemetery suspended in the void.
The names of countless human Venerables stood quietly in it. Most of them were no older than 60, but almost all of them were born more than a hundred years ago.
Half of their lives were spent fighting for the human race, and they shed their blood in the confrontations with the demon race again and again.
Half of life is buried in the sky, in endless sleep, the years pass in a flash. Family members, friends, all grow old and die.
Every time you wake up, it may be the last time.
Even if you survive by chance, the world has changed dramatically.
There is no one around you who knows you anymore, and no one knows you anymore.
In the end, they can only return to the sky and continue to sleep.
Waiting for the next wake-up...
Waiting for the next time...
A life-and-death battle...
...
After carefully checking the core area of the sky, Erlan was very sure that there was no breath of any venerable.
Its huge body slowly rose, passed through the layers of giant towers, and came to the air.
The demon cloud behind Erlan gradually gathered towards its palm, and the demon power in its body also climbed up crazily.
Erlan said coldly, "A bunch of bugs, just die, but you are still pretending to be ghosts here..."
"Disappear!"
After saying that, Erlan slammed down to the ground.
The violent demonic cloud mixed with the full force of the Lord of the Abyss, transformed into a dark energy ball, smashing straight towards the center of the giant tower.
The huge energy fluctuations seemed to be able to tear the entire sky apart...