The end of the world starts with failing the exam

There are obviously no traces of biological modification on this monster.

So who are they? ! A wanderer in the wasteland? ! Or……

"Deep space."

Zhuolong thought of the rumors that had flowed out of Eternal Night City not long ago. The monks said that the deep space had revived, and that the reviver had led his family members to escape into this endless wasteland...

As a native who has been crawling around in the wasteland since he was a child, Zhuolong is no match for those members of the sects. He only roughly knows that "deep space" is an ancient and unknown sequence. Almost all known sects are obsessed with this sequence. Be extremely hostile.

"This ancient descendant is so strange..."

Suddenly, Zhuolong heard a voice coming from behind him.

Look back.

At some point, the monster hovering in the sky had descended to the ground, and before he even had time to notice, it silently killed his biggest trump card... the red dragon that had mutated from the old descendant.

"The taste is really weird." Baiaji tore open the red dragon's chest, picking at it like a buffet, biting its heart in the last bite, and slowly tearing it out, "It seems to have been contaminated by something... …”

When Baiaji was hovering at high altitude, the visual impact it brought to Zhuolong was not that strong, but at this close range... its huge body has a wingspan of more than fifty meters, and it is like a black tower. It stands here like a hill.

Compared with it, the so-called giant red dragon looked like an immature lizard.

"Don't be afraid." While biting the red dragon's body, Baiaji revealed an extremely anthropomorphic smile on his face that was so rotten that the bones were exposed. "I'm not interested in you now, after all. The 'King' still needs you..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Aji turned his head and slowly opened his mouth.

Only for a moment.

A black beam of light exuding a strong aura of death spurted out from its mouth, just like the laser weapons of the Hanging City, directly tearing a ravine about ten meters in diameter on the surface along the way.

The parking lot of the campground that was directly hit by the beam was instantly wiped out. Not to mention the all-terrain vehicles staying on the ground, even the ground surface was sunken and turned into a huge sinkhole.

"You are too wasteful..."

Hearing this sudden voice, Zhuolong subconsciously raised his head, because he remembered that this was the voice of the previous conversation with the bloody monster.

When Zhuolong saw the golden throne hanging high in the sky, his first reaction was to suspect that he was hallucinating... That throne seemed to have always been there and had existed for countless years.

Ancient inscriptions and totems are engraved on it.

The pale golden light surrounding the throne was as dazzling as the sun in Jidu City.

There are two people sitting on the throne.

The little girl on the right looks very ordinary, wearing a shabby small work clothes, her face is dirty, but her eyes are surprisingly bright.

And the one on the left...

No, it's that one!

If there really are gods in this world.

Then the person you see in front of you must be it.

He must be one of those ancient deities comparable to the moon-god Gharo.

Under His yellow robe and in the hood filled with nothingness, Zhuolong could not see His face clearly.

The only one that can be seen.

Only those eyes that contained no trace of human emotion.

It's as cold and intimidating as an ancient sculpture.

It's like the kings who existed in the old days in those ancient stories told by the monks...

Those are a pair of eyes that hold all the power in the world and can take over life and death.

Chapter 281 New Power: Deep Space Pollution (Part 2)

The thin figure on the throne looked very thin. He held his chin with one hand and leaned on the golden armrest of the throne. His lazy posture revealed indescribable elegance.

When being stared at by His golden eyes, Zhuolong only felt that any curiosity and doubt about Him was a blasphemous felony.

He deserves to be punished by heaven and earth.

"Is it him?" He who spoke raised his hand, and the soft and delicate yellow silk rippled like lake water. He put his pale palm on the little girl's head and asked softly, "He killed it. your parents?"

"Yes..." The little girl nodded without hesitation, her eyes revealing unforgettable hatred.

"it is good."

The moment he heard this word, Zhuolong felt as if the blood in his body had solidified into ice. Looking back, he saw that almost 80% of the members of the bandit group had been chopped into pulp by the bloody monster.

That's right.

It’s literally minced meat.

Although every time the monster kills, it is very simple, either detaching people's heads, or splitting people into two... But after killing all the targets, he is still like a madman who is not calm, and keeps going. He slashed at the cross sword in his hand, almost treating the indestructible weapon as a heavy hammer, hitting a corpse a dozen times.

It only lasted for a few tens of seconds.

There were only more than 200 people left in the entire camp.

The Zhuolong Bandit Group, which roams the wasteland and claims to have thousands of members, is now no different from livestock waiting to be slaughtered in a factory.

Yes, it's no different.

Zhuolong finally understood what he was about to face.

"do you remember me……"

At this moment, Anu suddenly stood up uncontrollably and shouted excitedly to Zhuolong, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably.

"We, the people of the Stu tribe!! We were all killed by you!!!"

"Stu tribe?" Zhuolong didn't react at once, his brain was still confused, "I don't remember ever offending someone as big as you...are you talking about that small tribe that migrates around?!"

How could such a tribe of homeless people, who were as unworthy as insects, have such a backer? !

Zhuolong couldn't understand.

Even this confusion dispelled the fear in his heart.

"Be good, don't cry." Chen Jing patted Anu on the shoulder and comforted her softly, "We are here for revenge, how can we cry in front of our enemies?"

"Yeah! Don't cry!" Anu wiped his tears hard, but he couldn't let go for a while, and the tears seemed to increase more and more.

At the same time, Yegetos also came back to resume his life.

"king……"

"I have completed your instructions..."

"A total of 1,361 targets were killed..."

"There are still 234 old descendants left..."

"well done."

Chen Jing slowly scanned the wasteland and saw that Bai Aji had driven the remaining old descendants to the right side of the camp, and was still driving them in the direction where he was, like a shepherd dog and a flock of sheep... …

"Ready?"

At this moment, Chen Jing's voice sounded in his mind.

"Well, that's almost it. I'm not stupid..." Chen Jing replied, "I know how to use my own energy as a deep space medium..."

Half a minute later.

The last survivors of the bandit group were driven over by Bai Aji, and they were crowded into the open space below.

Chen Jing looked down from a high position and felt that it was just like a teacher watching students doing recess exercises on the rostrum. The square formation was crooked and he really didn't know what to say...

"Please give me a chance to redeem myself!!!"

Zhuolong gave up all thoughts of resistance at this moment, or he gave up from the beginning, because after careful calculation, he seemed to be the only one among the old descendants present who had not resisted from beginning to end.

"You are so big, but why are you so timid?" Chen Jing sighed helplessly, feeling a little unmotivated.

Before Zhuolong and the old descendants could say anything else, Chen Jing raised his hand and waved lightly, and hundreds of milky-white tentacles extended from the back of the Deep Sky Throne... These were the last time Chen Bofu and others were The tentacles that dragged them into deep space, but they did not appear this time to bring these scum into deep space.

In the blink of an eye.

The old descendants present, including Zhuolong, were all touched by these tentacles one by one, whether their limbs, torso, neck or even head.

This contact is brief.

It didn't even make them realize that they should resist.

One touch and it's gone, just for a moment.

It was as if those tentacles appeared just to touch them, and after touching them, they quickly retracted into the deep space throne.

"You...what do you want to do to us..." Zhuolong stood up unsteadily, feeling as if there was something in his brain, making him feel dizzy and uncomfortable.

Chen Jing did not answer Zhuolong's words, but asked Anu softly.

"Are you scared?"

"No! Not afraid!"

"Then keep watching. If you're scared, cover your eyes..."

Hearing their soft conversation, Zhuolong felt something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong until he heard the screams coming from beside him one after another...

"The black star in the sky is about to fall!!"

"Nonsense!! We are standing on the Black Star!!!"

"The lake... there is a figure wearing a yellow robe in the lake?!"

"No!!! Let me go!! I'm not in Kakosa!!! I'm not a sacrifice to the Yellow King!!!"

The incomprehensible screams and cries of the robbers made Zhuolong's mind more and more drowsy.

What are they calling...

What black star...

What the hell is Kakosa...

Zhuolong shook his head vigorously, but the scene in front of him suddenly changed in the process... He found that he seemed to have traveled to another world.

This was not the wasteland he was familiar with.

Instead, it is a lakeshore with unknown wild flowers growing there.

Black stars hung high in the sky.

A thin and blurry figure stood on the quiet lake.

Zhuolong was still confused about where he was, but he only saw the figure standing on the lake suddenly turned around, and the eyes under the hood of the robe were black and white...

The moment his eyes came into contact with that figure's eyes.

Zhuolong only felt that his consciousness was pulled out again, and he began to fall and sink in the vast abyss of nothingness.

The faces of countless creatures appeared and then suddenly disappeared at this moment, and those billions of eyes seemed to be looking at him with a sad and pitiful look.

At this moment, Zhuolong lost the concept of time.

His consciousness seemed to be torn back and forth in the endless abyss and terrifying nothingness. The resentment and hatred buried in the pale history for hundreds of millions of years poured into his mind. The bones of the old king are right in front of you...

He's crazy.

Madness has never been so complete.

"ka...ka...kakousha..."

In the camp, the Turbid Dragon, which almost melted into translucent white mucus, continued to emit bursts of strange and vague syllables from his mouth. Perhaps his vocal organ was the last one to melt, and the outline of the face was completely indistinguishable. "The mouth" is still moving.

It's like a dying person trying his best to tell the truth about what he saw.

He wanted to describe the horrible things that appeared before his eyes.

But unfortunately no one could hear clearly.

No one will care either.

"Pity……"

Chen Jing sighed in frustration and slowly lifted the hood of his yellow robe, revealing his slightly pale and sickly face.