Chapter 1147: Take a deep breath
Twilight Capital, the top platform.
The pale yellow shield that exudes chaotic light continues to hang over the city. The shield moves up the mysterious light that is difficult for ordinary people to understand. Outside the twilight barrier, the sky in Midgard is still dark and muddy. On the dark sky, which is difficult to distinguish, you can only see the various strange lines formed by the thick clouds.
At this moment, the high-ranking members of the Steam Council, the caregivers of the Iron Throne, the small team of Hao Ren, and some other highly respected people in the city are gathering on the platform, looking at the dark and dark sky with their hearts and minds. And the ridiculous land in the distance. Not far behind them, is the big lift platform that broke out in a big battle not long ago. Although the smoke of the steel platform has dissipated, there is still an unpleasant smell around it, the smell and oil after the burning of gunpowder. Mixing the flavors makes Lily look a little listless. The Huskies girl swayed her ear and swayed around Hao Ren. The tail swept Hao Ren’s arm without a moment: "The landlord, hungry, still not good?"
Hao Ren handed Lily a pack of snacks and continued to look up at the distant horizon: on the horizon, you can see some rolling black shadows like mountains but not mountains, some dark red rays in the shadows Floating behind, people can barely see the ups and downs of the dark wilderness. Now those "mountains" still have not changed at all, but Hao Ren knows that a powerful force is surging and brewing there.
That is the "run of the runes" of the eldest son Yugudo Lahir.
He looked up at the sky again, and through the thin light curtain of the twilight barrier, he could see a vague white light jumping between the clouds, which is the second soul of Yugudo Lahir. White, the name is too awkward, but Hao Ren does not intend to change the situation. The soul is inspecting the entire Midgard continent through a unique third-party perspective, so as to prepare for the next action. Because of the period of continuous debilitation that lasted for thousands of years, Yugudola Hill’s control over his body is in an allegedly slow state. If there is no second white soul to help, he is afraid that he is It takes a long time to find a specific limb in the stretch of tentacles that are thousands of kilometers long.
Well, in fact, Hao Ren does not understand that the principle of this is a flaw, he feels that the "eld child" creature is quite magical in all aspects.
Wendell and Hao Ren stood on the outer edge of the platform, waiting for the special moment. The old light-seekers have recovered from the initial excitement, joy, helplessness, and uneasiness. He only feels one kind now. Calm expectation. At the moment when the darkness is still there, he curiously asks nearby people: "What will it look like when dawn arrives?"
Nangong smiled in May: "Isn't you already seen the video material?"
Wendell thought about it and smiled and shook his head: "I can't imagine it. I can't imagine it. I can't imagine the land being splattered. I just hope it doesn't be too glaring."
At this time, a slightly strange female voice came from behind Hao Ren: "Dawn will really come as you said?"
Hao Ren turned his head and found that behind him was the highest speaker of the Steam Council: Lavinia. This unsmiling woman was put on a very solemn dress at the moment, and even seemed to be slightly dressed up, looking a lot more pleasing than before. Although she looked into the distance, the line of sight did not seem to really focus anywhere outside the light barrier.
Hao Ren does not like the female "president" very much, although he knows that the steam council is a respectable group, and the members of the parliament standing here are respecting the ancient saints, but perhaps the previous unpleasant stay A bad impression, he always disregarded the stereotypes and excessive caution of the Steam Council. But even if he didn't appreciate it, he nodded politely. "Of course, do you think that the ancient saint will lie to you?"
"I know that you don't like the steam council, the foreigners," Lavinia just smiled faintly. "Many people don't like us, including ourselves, but I hope you can understand that it is quite important to maintain this city. Difficult, what we are going to do is only the most sensible way."
Hao Ren nodded gently: "I understand."
"The order to dismiss the team of light-seekers was issued by me," Lavinia said. "It turns out that this order is not smart."
"But it's not wrong," Vivian didn't know when he came over. "You are now trying to defend the steam council."
Lavinia was silent for a moment and nodded slightly: "Maybe, but more importantly, I hope that you can understand that no one wants the lights under this barrier to go out, but some people choose to be brave, with the remaining Not much fuel goes to the dark to ignite new fires or find new fuels. Some people choose to be cautious and reluctant to give up the last bit of firewood in the brazier. After the dawn, the steam council probably comes to an end, I know you guys. There is a great relationship with the ancient sacred, so I only have one expectation: don't blame those who protect the fire and don't let go, they are just careful."
"Who told you that the steam council is going to be dissolved?" Hao Ren's eyebrows picked and finally succeeded in letting Lavinia stunned.
"You mean..."
The female speaker opened her mouth in horror, but before she finished speaking, there was a scene outside the light barrier that allowed everyone to hold their breath, and all her words could only be swallowed back.
A burst of weak and strong vibrations came from the depths of the earth. Something like a thousand hundred beasts rushing across the ground gradually spread throughout all corners of the Midgard continent. At the end of the horizon, the black mountains silhouetted slowly. Slowly starting activities, they drifted, undulating, tremors, and eventually shake off a thousand years of mud and rock. When the rock crust layer on the mountain is peeling off, it is covered with white runes, an unprecedented huge World tree twigs.
These magnificent "branches" broke free from the **** of the earth, and with awakening more and smaller vine communities from the ground, countless eldest sons were awakened from long sleep, and the mysterious ancient runes were shining. Move slowly on this ridiculous land. In the chaotic long night background, this strange scalp is numb.
The dawn moment of the Twilight Capital begins with the tens of thousands of tentacle singers.
Looking at the scene of the tentacles dancing on the vast land, Vivian sighed from the lungs: "Really, if you know that Xiaohe is a good boy, I really thought it was a restriction."
The steel platform soon swelled, and the sights on the far side of the earth were even more incredible than the most bizarre dreams for those who lived a boring and stressful life every day, let alone those huge vines that stretched out into the sky. With a burst of shaking, although Xiaobai concentrates on commanding every tentacle to avoid the foundation of the Twilight Capital, the vibrations from far away can still make ordinary people without discoloration. Even the always-satisfied steam council president couldn’t help but whisper: "The ancestors..."
Finally, the eldest son's tentacles awakened to a certain peak. After the biological tissue completely recovered, Yugudola Hill took a deep breath.
Hao Ren saw the mysterious runes on countless tentacles shining at the same time brightly several times brighter than usual. The sea of tentacles fluttering the magical energy in the atmosphere, countless silky, colorful lines in the air It floated out and was quickly absorbed by the runes on the tentacles. In the next few minutes, this absorption process became faster and more obvious, and eventually evolved into a huge vortex of sixteen heavens.
The chaotic sky seems to have been pierced by more than a dozen mouths. The powerful magical energy converges into an astonishing storm. It is swallowed up by the "world tree" under the earth. At the same time, the energy system in the upper space is also reshaped. The long-lost skylight began to pierce the clouds and sprinkled a little on the earth.
And with the purification of the atmospheric environment, other more amazing changes are gradually spreading from the earth.
"Look over there!"
In May, Nangong always put herself in a circle and looked into the distance. At this time, she first saw the scene on the wilderness outside the city and suddenly exclaimed.
In the ridiculous wilderness, the vegetation is growing at an alarming rate!
For the caregivers of all sentient beings, reshaping the ecological side of the party is the vocation of the eldest son, and for the super-strong individual of Yugudo Lahill, this work has long been engraved in his life code. The magic energy radiation killed the creature, but did not take away the nutrients in the depths of the earth. The deep breathing of Yugudola Hill not only cleared the magical energy in the atmosphere, but also accumulated and adjusted the plastic in a short time. The nutrients needed for ecology.
After accumulating to a certain extent, he split a part of his tentacles, and the source of blood flowing from the tentacles spurted out, and the wind grew on the ground and quickly turned into lush vegetation.
From this point alone, it can be seen that Yugudo Lahir is as powerful as the "production eldest son" like Zumum.
However, Hao Ren still feels that this is like a carnival of tentacle blame... It has entered the tentacle and dance, and it has become a part of hundreds of millions! (To be continued.)