Chapter 675

The nameless island is a place with infinite overlapping time and space. Although there are billions of people trapped here, Lu Zhengkang can only fight alone forever. Maybe when he finds a way to summon mercenaries across time and space, he can communicate with the rest of the salt people. But now, when he stands in front of the forest of the dead, he feels a sense of terror that human civilization has been ravaged, just like a vulture hovering in the sky And made a cold mockery of him.

Lu Zhengkang walked slowly in the gallows forest along a path leading to the city gate. These people all turned their back to the city and faced the direction of the sea. Most of the corpses were broken, and many of them were armed with arrows. Their clothes, some of them were casual clothes, modern clothes, some were armor, night clothes, robes and other game styles. They told the identity of their roles, and they were happy When the deer looked around, he could see rows of the dead's feet, their toes hanging, some of them had no shoes, and some of them were dripping with black blood.

Lu Zhengkang tried to touch these victims, but he could only touch phantoms. When he got close, the gallows disappeared in the fog. These were all false phantoms. Looking back, on the way to the gallows, there were a batch of corpses, but they were also dead. There were countless dead people piled up here. They were rotating like slides. Did they leave their souls on the gallows just like the elder martial brother, Once howled: salvation has not come!

When Lu Zhengkang heard the sound of water drops falling on the ground and smashing the dust, he bowed his head in a daze. The wind came and his cheek was slightly cool. He stroked his face in a daze, wet.

Does the body made of salt also have tears?

Lu Zhengkang had infinite anger in his heart, just like a group of warm gunpowder, which exploded in the boundless heart, but it didn't even reverberate.

How can a man die so humble?

He has heard about how people die. They die by accident, by torture, by illness, by senility, by hatred, by heartbreak. But now he understands that there is another way to die. In the game, death is like a dream come true. In the false, it disappears. Even the disappearance itself is false.

Lu Zhengkang half knelt down in the forest and prayed silently.

Strange friends, I wish I can wipe out ra9, human civilization creates disaster, and this disaster can not defeat civilization, if there is no light in this world, I will be your only salvation.

The huge gallows were only the sound of vulture jeering and the slight gasping air near the ground surface. It was quiet as if the sound of his clothes swaying in the air was blurred. Lu Zhengkang had no idea in his heart. He had no idea at all. Even his anger died in his broad mind. There were tiny cracks on his body surface, and golden light overflowed from it, just like breaking the dust The lock is as golden as jade.

A vast wind blowing to the sky blows out from the cracks on men's bodies. At the beginning, it is very subtle. After countless corpses, they can draw a breath of depression from their lungs. Men, women, old people, children, soldiers, civilians, vagrants, people who have nothing are all people who die in vain.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, but there is no sound. In this wind, the gallows are broken a little bit, and the corpses of the dead turn into ashes. With the wind, they lead to the sky together. The circling vultures lose their voice one by one, and they are deprived of the means to do evil in the wind. Their long beaks have been pecking at the flesh and blood of the dead. Now the flesh and blood come out of the long beaks and seal their mouths.

The speechless birds fly away, and the wind blows away a corner of the eternal fog on the island. The dead souls follow the light flowing from the sky and fly into the world behind the clouds, where the silhouette of a mountain stands. When the wind stops, the clouds are still closed.

Lu Zhengkang, who was covered with golden cracks, stood up slowly. He looked around. The forest of the dead on the gallows disappeared. He didn't know what had happened. Presumably, they had heard their prayers. It was time to move on. Holding a hammer, he walked towards the city ahead. Under the gate, the broken wall was engraved with the big seal character "immortal city". The name of the city should be four characters, but the wall plate had also been broken, and large pieces of residual stones were floating in the air. Lu Zhengkang could not find the rest of the characters, and it was not clear What immortal city it was.

Let's call it Xiancheng.

After "Three Worlds" was closed, for the virtual creatures in the game, it was a great destruction of the universe. Today, these buildings left on the island used to be brilliant, and now, like the living corpses everywhere, they are just a residue without death and vitality.

If the building is not a broken wall, it must be three feet of dust. When Lu Zhengkang came to the gate, he pushed up the huge, 100 meter high gate with red lacquer, copper nails and iron wood.

At every step, you can hear the door shaft explode like thunder.

The last facade of the city, like the sound of a bell, reverberates in the vast area, streets and buildings. The ashes on the roof beams shake off, the palaces deep in the immortal city, and the living corpses sitting on the Dragon beds are heard.

Lu Zhengkang pushed open a shoulder length crack in the door, then pushed his hands out to open a wide road. Before he looked inside, he felt numb pain in the front half of his body. There must be some crisis. He rolled to the side and hid behind the half open door, only to hear the sound of rain beating banana When it sounded, countless arrows came out of the crack in the door.The welcome ceremony was high-grade, and Lu Zhengkang was happy. When the arrow rain stopped, he stood in the crack of the door and looked at the oncoming streets and the rows of bow and crossbow hands in the pavilions on both sides. The city must have been busy. As soon as he appeared, there was another wave of salvo fire. After more than 20 repetitions, Lu Zhengkang finally understood that the arrows of these guys could not be used up.

The main gate couldn't go, so we had to make a long detour.

Lu Zhengkang walked to the right near the wall. He ran all the way. Half an hour later, he arrived at the corner. On the way, he didn't see a drainage outlet. The whole city was flat and straight. He didn't even have a protruding enemy tower. Even if the upper part of the wall was broken, it still had an average height of about 60 meters, and there was no stairs to climb. He could only turn the corner and continue to climb Look at the state of the other wall.

This time, he saw a huge cliff. Not only the upper part of the immortal city collapsed, but also the whole part was obliquely cut off by the cliff. Lu Zhengkang came to the edge of the cliff, followed the fracture of the wall, and came to a long Qingshi alley.

On both sides are yellowing green stone Gables, and there are some scorched mosses on the walls. Lu Zhengkang guesses that he is in the square area where the civilians live in the city. He plans to go to the main road to have a look.

"Can you come over there, man?" Someone leaned out from the wall next door to say hello to Lu Zhengkang. He was surprised by the silence.

Looking back, what the wall talked about was a rotten corpse whose right half of his head collapsed. He was grinning at Lu Zhengkang with his lips like the bark of a dead tree.