The Dragon That Devours the World

The galactic calendar is 22054 years and the end calendar is 543 years.

In the lush jungle, there is only one wooden house in the center of the clearing. In front of the wooden house, a group of ancient warriors holding weapons and several men and women in space suits confronted nervously. No one dared to relax their vigilance. In the eyes of ancient warriors, the weapons in the hands of these strange wizards were extremely dangerous; in the eyes of interstellar humans, the danger of this group of infinite monsters was probably no less dangerous than that of genetic warriors. .

"What should I do, eldest sister, eldest brother has been in for a long time, and there hasn't been any movement yet, or..."

Among the several men and women, one of them spoke very quietly to the leading girl.

The headed girl pursed her lips. Before entering the wooden house, Morocara said that she should rest assured, yeah, who could threaten a psionic warrior? But for the truth of the father of the snake, since she came to this strange world, everything that has happened has made her unable to fully believe this.

In this wild world with gods, wizards, and monsters, the psionic warriors are not invincible. They were lucky enough to escape from the hands of a forest goddess. If it weren’t for Morocara’s reluctance to delay the forest goddess, I’m afraid Few people will not survive.

According to the clues found during this period, the owner of this wooden house, the old man with white beard, seemed to know something.

This is an extremely ancient and mysterious wizard among the local population. It is said that his wisdom even surpasses the gods, and some young gods will come to him to seek wisdom.

After going through a lot of hardships and obstacles, and after another battle with the guards, Morakaro was finally approved to meet the old man with the white beard. What is strange is that Morakaro seemed to have a foreboding. I can feel that there seems to be some kind of speculation in his heart.

"Don't worry, it's okay."

In front of the wooden house, Murugalo just looked at her and said something calmly.

Looking at the wooden house, the simple and ancient appearance blocked all the sight of trying to snoop.

...

In the wooden house, the calm man stared at the old man in front of him. The old man could not see how old he was. He only knew that his face was extremely old, but only those who grew up to drag on the ground and curled up into a ball, even his own. The white hair and white beard half buried in his body prove how old he has lived.

It seems that he hasn't moved for a long time, so that the slow-growing hairs and beards have been entwined with his hands and feet, and to do this, how many years will he have to sit here?

no one knows.

"I never thought that you and I would see you in this way... Duwu."

After a long silence, the man spoke.

In the information he found, about a hundred years after he lost contact, the Second Republic organized several more explorations, and Duwu lost contact during one of the explorations and was deemed dead by the Second Republic.

But now, people who should have died appear here.

The old man's reaction seemed to be a bit slow. He opened his eyes unconsciously. He didn't have any special reaction when he saw the man in front of him. He just blinked gently, seeming to remember something, and then said in a hoarse and weird voice.

"I never thought that you and I would see you again, Morakaro."

"Is it an illusion... or a dream... It's been a long time, it's really been a long time... But I don't know why, but the goodbye to you is like the past happened only yesterday, as if we learned from the masters. It just happened not long ago."

The old man said to himself, and then he was silent for a while.

Even if he saw an old person whom he hadn't seen for a long time, the old man did not show any special emotional ups and downs. He just remembered quietly, closed his eyes, and talked to himself.

"Morogara... I don’t know what I should do now, can you tell me. Should I be happy? I should be happy, right? I have seen you so many times in my dreams, but why do I It will be so quiet..."

There was confusion and confusion in the old man's voice. This old man with wisdom surpassing the gods was at a loss like a newborn baby.

The man looked at the old man in front of him, he was silent.

Every psionic warrior has been specially transformed. Everyone has a very long life span. It is not surprising that the life span is more than 30,000 or 40,000 years, but now in the sight of a man, this former junior is so old that he is not decent. Let alone psionic warriors, even the most ordinary interstellar humans are inferior.

The muscles capable of twisting the space material atrophied, and the bones all over the psionic circuit lost their divine brilliance and dimmed to the point that the body was so small that it became what it is now. And in the psychic perception, the soul that should have been as bright as the sun and the moon is also mottled, muddy and dim.

Every psionicist can clearly feel the brilliance of the soul of others, and can also clearly feel the brilliance of his own soul. This is the most basic instinct. But right now the old man has lost his ability to perceive his own feelings, even the most ordinary mortal.

From the body to the mind, the decayed and decayed aura fills every corner of the old man.

The demigod walking in the starry sky is now aging like this.

"Duwu, what happened after you lost contact that year."

The man didn't feel too sentimental, just asked.

In any case, he came to complete his investigations that year.

The old man lowered his head, fell into the memory, and said after a long while.

"Happened... many, many things."

"Where to start...Let’s talk about it since I came to this universe. That year I was ordered to explore the eyes of the snake, and when I approached the eyes of the snake, I found that I had passed through its pupils, and then Falling into this universe-the world in the belly of this big snake."

The old man remembered, and said slowly.

"No one thought that General Tiloan actually saw the world in the belly of the serpent. After passing through its eyes, he could come to this brand new universe. In the eyes of the serpent, there is a universe... …"

Murugaluo frowned.

"Wait, you are talking about the universe?"

In the interstellar age, the universe and the world have been divided into two meanings. Both the planet and the universe can be called the world, while the universe only refers to one.

The old man didn't speak anymore, just raised his eyebrows and looked at Morakaro.

"Morogaro, haven't you discovered that this is a whole new universe, a universe without particles, a universe in ruins."

"When we enter this new universe, you and I have been replaced with another thing. Although our body is still flesh and blood, it is no longer particle flesh and blood. Even if it is magnified billions of millions of times, it is still flesh and blood. Let’s see. I don’t see those particles...this, I didn’t realize it until many years later."

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched, as if he wanted to laugh, sneer at himself back then, but he was still calm.

"Morogara, do you know how many years I have lived here? Three to five thousand years, my life is about to come to an end, and only two thousand years have passed in the outside world."

"I have been here for many years, and I vaguely understand what the essence of the serpent is... It is a monster that feeds on the world. It is older than our universe, long before our universe was born. It already exists, and the universe in its belly is the remains of the universe it swallows, and its ultimate goal is not just to eat a black hole, but to swallow the entire universe into its belly."

"Remember, before we explored, the Second Republic made many attempts and even hurt its scales and flesh and blood. But in the end it was ineffective."

"Antimatter? Strange matter? Time and space? Why these things can only hurt it once at most, and then become ineffective? Because the snake is only its appearance, what's the point of damaging its coat?"

"A monster that feeds on the world is a dragon that eats the world."

...

The two demigods talked a lot, and after a long time, Morakaro walked out of the wooden house and the girl greeted him.

"Are you OK?"

Looking at that worried gaze, Murugaluo shook his head ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Then, he suddenly said loudly.

"Can we win?"

The girl’s face was covered with unidentified reasons and question marks, and in the wooden house behind him, the old man was silent for a long time and said something softly.

The voice was very small, but Morakaro had already heard it.

"Let's go."

When everyone walked away, the old man with his beard all over his body lowered his head, closed his eyes, and said nothing to his former brother.

"Brother, take care."

The old man just bowed his head and didn't lift it up again.

Duwu, death.

...

"People can be eliminated, but they cannot be defeated."

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