Chapter 1180 Three major moments
"How is it possible? Although I can't remember the exact time, each of the three events lasted for at least one to two months. Meaning. At dawn, the supreme purple air came from the east, the sun at noon was rendered by the blue thunder, and the dried red blood turned into dusk. This is the summary of the change by a wise man among our survivors."
"The supreme purple air came from the east, can this be explained?"
Wu Jie started to rummage through the trash can again. Although he didn't want to admit it, his spiritual light has now become a trash can.
Information trash can, all kinds of messy information can be piled up in this trash can. As long as Wu Jie is willing to rummage, he will definitely be able to find useful information, but he may not know its useful information.
A lot of information is hidden in short sentences with unclear meanings, and such short sentences occupy a large part of his spiritual light, and his spiritual light is surprisingly large.
He had seen a few words about the brown-blood dusk, but he didn't know the previous two at all.
"Before the first stage of the Purple Dawn, there was an era called the Darkest Hour. During that period, the ancient gods who had been sleeping in the long river of history revived. The gods who originally existed only in mythology came to this world, but this was not a good thing. The older the gods, the more cruel and barbaric they were. Blood sacrifices and mood swings were the norm, just like the God in the Old Testament of the Bible."
"Indeed, but there is no way. Comrade Laoye has mental problems after all, and he is helpless about some problems in managing his fan club." Zhang Heng followed up with a complaint. When he saw Ming Yanwei's expression of "What the hell are you talking about later", he explained awkwardly: "Hey, don't mind it. We know God and have fought together. Wu Jie also gets along very well with Jesus. Speaking of it, we are really destined to be together. We have been enemies and friends for a long time."
"Okay, okay, stop talking. If you keep talking, I want to send you to a mental hospital." Wu Jie directly covered Zhang Heng's mouth that was telling the truth, and motioned Ming Yanwei to continue.
"When the brutal and barbaric ancient gods revived in this era that did not belong to them, they immediately attacked modern human civilization and tried to destroy modern civilization. Humans were naturally unwilling to give in. After a brief period of confusion, they immediately launched a counterattack. At first, they could fight back and forth and even suppress the gods, but as the revived ancient gods became more and more powerful, humans eventually fell into a disadvantage in the battle until the gods who decided everything came."
"God, Haotian God!"
"When Haotian God came from the east with purple air, the sun rose in the sky, bringing light, and the ancient gods of the wilderness bowed their heads. And Haotian God is obviously a god on the side of order. The remaining survivors of mankind tried to be under the protection of Haotian God. Haotian God disdained to communicate with humans, but he didn't care about humans either. Just like the legendary heaven, all things are straw dogs. At that time, there were people who kept saying that gods like Haotian God were the real gods."
Tsk.
A disdainful sneer came from Wu Jie, who also realized that he had made a strange sound and quickly covered his mouth to show that he would not talk nonsense.
He didn't know why, but when he heard about the real gods, he suddenly couldn't hold it back.
'Speaking of the real gods, the power of the gods in the main god space seems to be the same as the S-level god bloodline, which is a universal 2S-level enhancement? No, no, what nonsense. '
Wu Jie quickly activated Wukong, and then he gathered his distracting thoughts.
He didn't know why, but since he learned Wukong's skill of gathering distracting thoughts, his distracting thoughts have increased.
"During that period, the sun remained at dawn for some reason. Because of the purple air coming from the east, it was called the Purple Dawn. But the existence of Lord Haotian did not last long. When the sun in the sky was surrounded by blue thunder, Lord Haotian disappeared, and a completely chaotic and disordered era replaced him."
"Disorder? The one in My Little Pony?"
"Zhang Heng, shut up! Come to think of it, I also like watching My Little Pony. Who do you like best?"
"Hmm"
Zhan Lan, who could no longer bear it, went up and sealed each of them with a Phoenix, and finally calmed down the two mentally broken guys.
"When the sun was surrounded by thunder, it just rose to the noon position. So that crazy and disordered era was called the Blue Noon. In the Blue Noon, order was wrong in the world's laws, and absolute violence and fighting were the operating laws."
"Without the suppression of Lord Haotian, the ancient gods began to stir. They transformed into another form of survival and began to fight madly on the earth. Not only the ancient gods were affected, but also humans. When humans discovered that killing other lives could make themselves stronger, whether it was humans, animals, or even plants. The world order completely collapsed."
"Although some people tried to rebuild the order, it was a pity that they could not do it. In a world where killing and fighting can make you stronger, the order of the old world is undoubtedly unsustainable, but even so, some people still formed an imperfect order in the crazy world. That place is called Main Street by our group of survivors."
"But when the sun sets and dusk falls, the real horror begins."
"Everywhere there are indescribable twisted flesh and blood. Those guys who are crazy about power have all sunk into the monsters in the dusk. I can't describe those monsters to you. It's like the mortals in the Cthulhu mythology looking directly at the body of the ancient god. Sorry, I really can't describe what those things look like."
Ming Yanwei rubbed her face in pain. Her memory ended here. The days that followed were basically her battles with the monsters in the dusk. There was nothing particularly noteworthy about it.
"Dawn, noon, dusk. This is obviously some kind of foreshadowing. Mainly, this matter, what does it have to do with our main storyline? Haotian God resurrected. Haotian"
For some reason, everyone cast their eyes on a certain blue robot.
"Why are you looking at me?" Haotian felt uncomfortable with this look: "If it doesn't work, can't I just change my name?"
"You can't change your name. If you change your name, the bond between you and the Clay Pigeon combination will disappear."
"God of Clay Pigeon, be careful or I'll sue you for racial discrimination!" Haotian got angry when he thought that he might have been a pigeon or a puddle of mud in his previous life. At this time, Haotian suddenly saw a familiar figure from the corner of his eye.
"Great Sage? Why are you back?"