Dark Shadow Shrine

fear!

Where does human fear come from?

Some people said it was a horrible killing of blood and flesh.

Some people say that it is a huge and ugly monster.

Only when you are in the Year of Destruction can you really feel that it is a kind of worry that goes deep into the soul, the fear of imminent destruction, and the worry about the unknown. It was a kind of horror as if you were in the deep sea, with overwhelming pressure coming from all directions, allowing the fear of the doomsday to invade every inch of skin, every pore, and let death flow through every capillary.

I can't do anything, let alone resist, but before death takes my life, I have to feel this horror all the time. There is an unbearable noise in my ears, and my vision is full of hideous scenes, but in my spiritual world, the only thing I can hear is my own heartbeat.

As long as you stand on this land that is beginning to collapse and look up at the sky for a few seconds, you will naturally feel an inexplicable sense of fear.

Time entered June 1318, and the sun no longer rose.

In people's field of vision, the sky above their heads can only see thick clouds that are constantly tumbling like thick black slurry. From time to time, there are burning meteorites, dragging their long tails like comets and cutting through the sky, bursting out a dazzling light that symbolizes destruction.

This light is reflected on the retinas of mortals, stimulating people's visual nerves. When the ominous light spots brought by the meteorite penetrated the clouds, they lit up the clouds, making the tumbling clouds appear turbid black and red. It seems that hell has already followed The worlds coincide.

Last year, someone might have exclaimed, "What's that?"

At that time, no one will answer.

But now, no one will ask.

Everyone knew the answer—meteorites were fragments of the plane that collapsed, and they broke into the main plane under the action of gravity.

There was no screaming, not even panic, even if some unlucky ghost was killed by a meteorite. No one took a second look.

People are numb!

Some people once anesthetized themselves and said that the collapse is only a matter of the outer plane. However, when the Golden City located in the middle of the mainland was destroyed by a volcanic eruption last month, no one dared to mention it again.

Since the end of last year, the rule of the major human kingdoms has successively collapsed due to the invasion of powerful races from the outer planes. Those races that have only been heard in myths and legends—from organized races such as Guangmin and Githyanki, to magical giants, to various strange monsters. From the giant dragons, all of them came to the main plane to seek a way out.

Maybe there is a clear purpose, maybe it's just to escape, anyway, all these powerful guys occupy the land as kings, destroying or occupying everything wantonly. Human armies were easily defeated, resulting in empires, kingdoms, duchies. These have all become historical nouns. Without order, the surviving people converged almost blindly, moving towards the destination closest to them.

destination?

It is said that there are more than 30 floating islands and floating continents that can escape this world that is about to be destroyed. The priests of the well-meaning good and neutral church distributed a large number of maps as early as the end of 1317, marking the places where people had the chance to be rescued on the simple map. On the back of the map, the requirements for entering various places are also written in common language, allowing people to make their own judgments based on their race, belief, location, and distance to their destination.

About every two or three days, believers from major churches will distribute new maps for free on certain traffic arteries. Because some places have new owners. Extremely hostile to mortals.

At the same time, there is also a number called safety rating on the map, with one being the lowest and ten being the highest. Almost everyone noticed. Since the distribution of this free map, the index of several races has not been high.

For example, the territory called the Forest of Elves on the northwest coast of the mainland controlled by the elves, the index rarely exceeds seven, and it has been hovering around five or six.

In all fairness, the elves are not weak. Not counting the human gods with countless hills and no unified action at all, the elves and dwarves are the strongest among many gods.

Likewise, the elves did not show any weakness. As usual, no one would treat the elves as persimmons.

However, the elves have not been safe since October last year.

The incarnation of Soronor, the god of elf bow and arrow, is patrolling the border of the elf forest. There was a twist of heartache on his handsome face.

In front of him is the dense forest that was forced out of the valley with divine magic, and it looks towering. Only the elves themselves know that this is far worse than the trees in the ordinary elf forest. Not to mention those on Yongju Island.

A real ancient tree not only has vigorous vitality, but also has a strong intelligence. As long as there is a need, one magic spell can transform large areas of woods into tree spirit guards. It's not an ordinary tree spirit guard, but an ancient tree guard with a height of 20 to 30 meters.

In front of this terrifying ancient tree guard, the ordinary giants who were less than ten meters tall were as fragile as babies, and they flew away with a slap. Only a true titan can overwhelm the ancient guard in strength and physique.

But now... only the most luxuriant trees can make Treant Guardians.

The bad thing is, if things go on like this, you may not even be able to count on this.

At this moment, the edge of the Elven Forest no longer had the beauty of the first few months. As far as the eye could see, there were withered trees and scorched dry grass everywhere.

Originally, with the arrival of midsummer, the ground should be covered with fresh green grass that has experienced the moisture of spring. It's a pity that due to the impact of the collapse of the plane, there was no real spring at the beginning of this year.

There is no sun and no rain, not to mention the destroyed forest areas in the border areas, and even the forests inside are full of withered and yellow eyes.

There is no cheerful chirping of birds, no melodious singing of beautiful elves. There is dead silence everywhere, and the air resounds with disillusionment and decay.

In comparison, not to mention the beautiful and peaceful kingdom of God that Soronor has been staying in since the establishment of the Alpand kingdom of the elven gods, it is not even as good as the worst elven settlements that were once scattered all over the mainland.

Night fell.

The dry desert in the distance rolled up a curtain-like sandstorm, and the dry branches were continuously hit by the sand, causing a series of ear-piercing crackling sounds. Like a non-stop, terrible percussion. The frantic sound of the wind sounds like the wail of a wraith, or the wail of some inexplicable purgatory creature.

Soronor knew that by dawn, a large forest would be flooded with yellow sand again.

The god of bow and arrow spat hard: "We are colonizing the land of hell!"

Under the cover of dense and lingering clouds, since there is no sunlight during the day, there will naturally be no moonlight at night.

Without dark vision, the night is pitch black.

At this time, a void not far away that was only three meters high suddenly turned blood red.

At first glance, it feels extremely ominous and terrifying. After just a few seconds, the void seemed to be torn apart, and a bottomless dark rift appeared in the tumbling scarlet, followed by countless fireballs. Flew out from inside.

The dazzling fireball turned a large area of ​​surrounding trees into burning torches. After the fireball passed, hordes of rat demons began to rush out of the gap in the plane.

These demons, which were already half a person tall and prostrate on the ground like extra-large black mice, couldn't be called an army at all, but the number alone could be regarded as overwhelming.

Soronor looked at this dense and creepy black ocean, and listened to the chaotic screams of the demons, he couldn't help feeling disgusted on his face.

At the same time, countless little demons came out. They fluttered a pair of fleshy wings on their backs, and they seemed to be staggering, pushing and bumping to squeeze out of the portal. There are too many of them, and the adjective swarm of locusts can no longer be used to describe them. This is simply a tsunami on the flat ground.

"God?" The servant following Soronor reminded in a low voice.

"Understood!" Soronor took out a divine arrow from the quiver on his back, and shot it lightly and deftly.

It obviously looked like an arrow shot by a human novice archer, and the trajectory of the bow and arrow seemed a bit skewed as soon as it left the string. However, when the bow and arrow were ten meters away from Soronor, there was a sudden rumbling sound coming from the scorched earth. fly over.

The charred trees that had been carbonized by the flames either fell down or turned into dust,

Countless burning dead branches, together with sand and stones on the ground, were blown up by the airflow brought out by the divine arrow, and flew backwards towards the portal in the void, like a horizontal flame tornado.

The demons screamed and tried to disperse, but there were too many of them, even if they desperately bit their companions, trying to kill a bloody path, it was still too late.

"Boom—" There was a loud noise.

The violent explosion easily wiped out more than 80% of the demons, and the rest of the low-level demons were blown to pieces by the flurry of wind, and they were no longer in formation.

"I'll leave it to you." Soronor turned around and left without looking at him again.

Behind him, there is naturally a patrol team composed of low-level rangers and low-level mages following him to clean up the mess.

With his strength, of course he can easily wipe out the enemy with one blow. Today, the elves, who are aware of training their reserve forces, have begun to consciously let the elves who are similar in strength to the enemy find scattered demons to practice.

"The devil legion is still fulfilling the contract of the beginning of time for the time being, but when the contract of the beginning of time completely expires, it is time for the legion of devils and the army of demons to join forces and enter the main plane of Ultron Continent." Corellon's prediction was correct.

When the plane barriers between the outer plane and the inner plane began to loosen and break, the Abyss can often open medium and small portals to transmit demons to the main plane, and Asmodeus also tacitly ignored them. with all this.

The only problem is that it is not yet possible to open the large portal to allow high-level demons to come.

However, it's only a matter of time.

Back at the center of the floating continent No. 31, Soronor suddenly felt a familiar atmosphere.

"Raven is here?"

"Yes, he helped a lot again." It was Heinari, the goddess of love who answered him. (to be continued ~^~)