Above the gray fog

"Got it, got it, there's something ahead." Locke sent a message to the gods behind him.

"This piece seems to be the source of darkness." Shengguang looked at the light spot the size of a grain of rice left on his fingertips, and felt uneasy again, "Be careful."

"This... seems to be a box, you... come and help, the two of us can't push it." Rowling's intermittent voice came, and it could be heard that He was exerting force.

The gods behind him moved forward one after another, surrounding the rectangular object blocking the way ahead.

"Dong Dong Dong..." Lin Shan knocked with his hand, making a Dong Dong Dong sound.

It was hollow inside, and Lin Shan fumbled up and down and left and right again, and there were ups and downs on it.

"Coffin..." Lin Shan secretly guessed that this shape was too much like a coffin.

What would be in the coffin?

Corpse.

But in this place, it must be weird.

"Pull together!" Just as Lin Shan was thinking, the lid of the suspected coffin had been lifted by the gods.

In an instant, an indescribable stench rushed into the nose.

After inhaling this foul air, Lin Shan suddenly felt drowsy, and wanted to close his eyes. He even felt a little out of control and wanted to sleep forever.

Lin Shan gritted his teeth and frantically used his divine power to suppress this feeling.

"Are you all okay?" Locke's voice came into his mind.

"It's okay."

"It's okay..."

Everyone responded one after another, proving that nothing happened.

"Touch this box to see what's in it? Are there any clues to the next level?" Locke's voice appeared in Lin Shan's mind.

Since this box is the only thing in this dark room, the clues to the next level are most likely in this box.

In fact, there is no need for him to remind him, and some gods have already touched it.

The feeling of drowsiness became more and more obvious. Lin Shan shook his head vigorously to dispel the sleepiness, and then attached a thick layer of divine armor to his hands.

Divine armor is an advanced version of divine gauze clothes, which comes from old knowledge, and not everyone can play it.

He groped into the box with his armored hand, and just touched something soft.

Even through the heavy divine power, Lin Shan could feel the coldness on it.

"Creaky, creaky..." A strange sound came from the box.

"The sound of a mouse?" A god spoke.

"It can't be a mouse, but how could there be a mouse in such a weird place? Even if it is a mouse, it is a weird mouse."

In addition to the sound of the gods talking in a low voice, the whole space was only filled with the sound of viscous liquid rolling.

Lin Shan fumbled for a while, grabbed a soft object, and immediately pulled the soft object up.

The fingertips gathered a faint light of rice grains, hitting the object to see clearly what it was.

In such a place, using spiritual power or soul power to observe can be clearer and more direct, but no one is willing to do so. Compared with spiritual power, the body is cheaper. If there is a problem with the spiritual power, it will even directly affect the consciousness. If there is a problem with the body, it can be regenerated at will.

Through the faint light, Lin Shan observed the object in his hand.

The light was too small to see clearly, like a piece of meat.

Even if the perception was blocked, the stench that penetrated the soul could be smelled.

"Bones, flesh, internal organs, these are all human tissues, and not from one person." After searching for dozens of seconds, Rowling immediately came to the conclusion.

The gods felt their scalps tingling

These things are not scary, what is scary is encountering these things here.

Sure enough, the next second, something terrible happened.

A low whimper suddenly sounded in the dark space.

Lin Shan's consciousness kept sinking... sinking...

...

"Lin Shan, this battle carries the long-cherished wishes of countless creatures in the land of China. I will wait for you to come back." Zhao Xiaoan, dressed in red, wrapped a bright red scarf around Lin Shan's neck.

"I won't fail." Lin Shan tightened his bright red scarf and said with a smile, "The blood of the ancient gods is not all red."

"Bring it back for me to see, to see how many colors their blood has." Hearing Lin Shan's joke, Zhao Xiaoan also eased his mood a little, and then became serious again, "We have lived long enough, life and death have long lost their meaning to us."

"But for the sake of all the spirits in Shenzhou, you can't die."

"Don't worry." Lin Shan turned around, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the divine army covered with clouds, "In this battle, the dead warriors are willing to contribute their strength to the Origin Plan. No matter what, we must create the most ancient god. There is only one step left to seal the ancient god."

"Ran Qi..."

"I'll talk to Tianhu."

......

The speed of his consciousness sinking is getting faster and faster.

The picture he saw changed again.

The picture shows a battlefield beyond cognition. The stars are like pearl curtains, hanging in the boundless void, becoming the stage background for the duel between the gods.

Here, thunder and lightning, violent winds, blazing seas of fire, cold glaciers, and various mysterious elements are released at will in the hands of the gods. Their power is strong enough to change the world.

The gods of the old days were covered in gold and silver, holding stars in their hands, and every attack caused the sky to collapse and the earth to collapse.

Their battles shattered the continent, the stars fell, and time lost its meaning.

It is unknown how long this war of gods lasted. The Shenzhou continent was torn apart, and countless races were almost extinct.

The bodies of those fallen gods were like meteors, falling from the void, illuminating the entire void for a moment.

At the end of the battle, the Shenzhou continent lost its sky and ground, leaving only an endless void and large and small continental fragments.

"The war song is in vain, and the scabbard is not cold."

"The corpse is cold, but the heroic soul is like fire."

At the end of the picture, only 'Lin Shan' was left standing on the broken continent, and the originally bright red scarf around his neck had been dyed into various colors.

In front of him, there were dozens of stone tablets.

"Fuxi... Nuwa... Jesus... Odin... Isis..."

"Goodbye, everyone. From now on, this world will belong to the human race."

In the void, countless remains of gods flew towards Lin Shan and flew into a bright red coffin, as if to take all of this great battle into it.

Suddenly, in a very distant place, a golden light rose slowly.

Endless source, devout faith, broken rules...all the forces are converging towards the direction of the rising light.

Suddenly, a few breezes passed by, stayed beside Lin Shan for a while, and then continued to fly towards the distant light.

"Go, become a part of Him, become hope, become the emperor of man..."

Lin Shan waved slowly, watching the breezes go away.