The Witch of Comprehensive Network: From Azeroth to the Classic of Mountains and Seas

Chapter 870 The Bearer of Civilization (One more update!)

On the dark ground, Yi Xia quietly stared at the "ashes" wriggling underneath.

It is like the dust left after the fire, but it also has the familiar distortion and knots that belong to the nerves of intelligent life.

Under the shadow of Yi Xia covering the sky and the sun, it shivered like a human being.

And in the realm stripped of matter, Yi Xia can see the humanity shining on the other party.

That was also the first touch of humanity he saw after setting foot on this strange war plane...

After confirming the battle plane he was about to go to, Yi Xia directly started the teleportation.

However, soon, with the end of the transmission.

Yi Xia found that the war plane this time seemed to be very different from the ones he had come into contact with before:

In the material world, densely populated buildings fill the entire planet.

Those creations that symbolize the light and crystallization of human wisdom once projected their majestic figures on the material surface of the planet.

Noisy, quiet, passionate, erosive...

Everything that belongs to human civilization and is thriving is extending and developing.

The haze brought about by the profound evil only added a layer of gloom to the contents of this era...

Yi Xia's sudden appearance obviously aroused the panic of these humans.

They even tried to communicate and communicate with him at one point after the deployment and scheduling could be described as strict.

As for Yi Xia, he just stood there silently, and there were not many gentle and fluctuating colors in his eyes surrounded by endless fire.

Maybe the other changes could fool the big witch who is not so experienced in a certain sense.

But the smell of fireworks in this world...

It's a monster...

In the next moment, maybe Yi Xia's posture saw through a certain rule, or maybe the elements that tried to pollute his cognition were isolated.

The buildings that originally seemed to be interacting with each other in the clouds instantly turned into one after another huge nests of flesh and blood dripping with unknown liquids.

As for the real "human beings", they all focused their eyes on the shadowy figure...

In this way, the flames burst into the sky...

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"There's actually one left..."

Yi Xia said so in a rather delicate tone.

He stared at the "ashes" curled up on the ground.

The flames burned its monster body, and the death that should have come as expected was rarely missed.

True or false, they are all burdening the weak creature.

"Talking monster...monster..."

The tiny "ashes" said in horror.

The surrounding monstrous flames brought thick ashes like a cloud of mist—that was the natural product and last remnant of those monsters burned.

They lingered beside Yi Xia, like white catkins flying around.

Yi Xia didn't know what kind of evil and malevolent force could accomplish this degree of distortion.

But there is no doubt that this method completely angered the big witch.

The witch fire, which was released from restraint, reappeared in the foreign land again in the form of an ancient disaster.

Without even needing more additional boosts, the raging flames almost engulfed everything...

From the center where human civilization was born and continued, to that remote and lonely corner.

From the fragments of that time, Yi Xia could perceive the glory and gravity that belonged to this civilization.

That is the change and rise and fall of countless years and rotations.

And now, at the end of that time, everything has come to an absurd end...

This is the first time Yi Xia witnessed the disappearance of a civilization, as if it had never been born in this time and space.

It was destroyed by war, but not with better weapons or a stronger army.

Instead, quietly, in the long night that no one knows, they fell into a peaceful sleep...

It is not an extraordinary civilization of the oriental lineage, and its population also has appearance characteristics that are very different from the human beings that the Yixia people are familiar with.

Even so, for the great witch who has never stated that he came for salvation, a kind of sigh and anger that hurt the other kind was inevitably born.

So, as the flame manifested by the great witch's anger, it purifies the whole world in the most violent way...

It's the means of that foreign god...

Suddenly, in Yi Xia's consciousness that was raging with endless flames, he had a vague realization.

Simply because he has known the void so deeply.

And to put it less solemnly:

Here, there is no such appetizing atmosphere...

"I carry the stars and the past, and you carry the civilization and the ethnic group..."

Yi Xia looked at the tiny ashes:

The world that has been reduced to scorched earth under the ravages of the flames, it may glow with new vitality after a long time.

But there is no doubt that it no longer belongs to what this tiny life has experienced and carried...

"It's also a fate..."

While talking, Yi Xia photographed a towering "bonsai" from the void.

He doesn't have the means of void creatures—but in this situation, the comprehensive network disaster coin has always been omnipotent...

And as Yi Xia slowly put it down, the flames that scorched the ground spread out in an instant, revealing the scorched ground below.

But the "potted plant" was getting bigger and bigger, and the ashes rolled aside in horror, only to find that there was a towering and lush basin in front of him.

Then, another teleportation scroll fell like a letter.

That is the ticket to other worlds—since it has been helped, the Dawu is not stingy in giving it the right to choose.

In this way, Yi Xia broke through the air and left:

He wanted to follow the evil aura to find out where this guy took those void lives that should have been in this world...

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"In the end what happened……"

Anil-Mon walked forward with difficulty on the land that still seemed to be hot.

The scorching air ate away the moisture in his body bit by bit.

He was naked now, and when he looked around, he could only see a piece of scorched black.

Buildings, redundant roads, monsters...

Those concepts that were so vivid in his memory were now completely gone.

Only the stars above his head told him a cruel fact coldly:

He was not brought to other realms by that huge strange life.

This is still the not-so-beautiful hometown where he was born and raised, and always full of struggle and distress...

But now, there is only a piece of scorched earth left here...

Apart from the noisy wind, there was only the sound of his feet stepping on the thick ashes...

At this moment, Anil Meng even hoped that a ferocious monster would appear to devour him.

But no, nothing...

The once majestic fleet could not be seen in the sky, only a not-so-quiet silence remained...

In the whole world, it seems that he is the only one left...

Finally, Anil-Mon could no longer move forward.

He knelt on the ground, panting heavily.

The nightmarish basin behind him suddenly began to exude an irresistible temptation.

After struggling on the spot for a long time, Anil Meng turned around.

Maybe, there will be other people in the basin...

Anil Meng suddenly thought so.

He suddenly got up happily again, and ran towards the basin that he didn't want to approach...

(End of this chapter)