Vol 5 Chapter 663: Redemption, Xiancheng

The Unknown Island is a place where time and space overlap infinitely. Don’t look at the billions of people trapped here, but Lu Zhengkang will always fight alone. Maybe after he finds a way to summon mercenaries across time and space, he can join the rest of the salt. But now, when he stands in front of this dead forest of the dead, a sense of horror of human civilization being raged, like a vulture hovering in the sky, sent him a cold mockery.
Lu Zhengkang walked slowly in the gallows forest along a path leading to the city gate. These people all turned their backs to the city and faced the direction of the sea. Most of the corpses were broken, and there were many with arrows. Their clothes , Some are casual clothes, modern dress, some are armor, night clothes, robe and other game styles, each telling their identities, their weapons are left under the gallows, the gallows is not high, Lu Zheng Kangping looks around At that time, one could see rows of feet of the dead, with their toes hanging down, and some of them had no shoes, dripping with some black muddy blood.
Lu Zhengkang tried to touch the victims, but he could only touch the phantoms. As he got closer, the gallows disappeared in the fog. These were false phantoms. Looking back, the corpses were replaced by a batch on the way here. But the same is the dead. There are countless dead here. They rotate like slides. The souls they left on the gallows, like the generals, once screamed: Redemption has not come!
　　Lu Zhengkang heard the sound of water droplets falling on the ground and crushing dust. He lowered his head in a daze. The wind blew and his cheeks were slightly cool. He stroked his face dazedly, wet.
　　 Does the body made of salt also have tears?
　　Lu Zhengkang has endless anger in his heart, like a ball of hot gunpowder, exploding in the infinitely empty heart, but there is no response.
　　 How can people die so humble?
He has heard of how people die, death by accident, death by torture, death by illness, death by aging, death by vendetta, death by heartbreak, but he only now understands that there are more ways to die. One kind, in the game, death is like a dream come true. In the falsehood, it disappears, and even the disappearance itself appears false.
　　 Lu Zhengkang knelt down in the forest and prayed silently.
　　 Strange friends, I wish I can destroy rA9, human civilization creates disasters, and this disaster can not defeat civilization, if there is no light in this world, I will be your only salvation.
The huge gallows only had the ridicule of vultures and the slight gasping airflow near the surface. It was quiet as if the romper was swaying in the air. Lu Zhengkang had no thoughts in his heart. He had no thoughts at all, even his anger disappeared. In the vast mind, tiny cracks appeared on his body surface, and golden light overflowed from it, like a golden jade breaking a dust lock.
A huge wind blowing towards the sky came out of the cracks in the man’s body. It was very subtle at first. After countless corpses, they could draw a suffocated breath in their lungs. Men, women, old people, children, soldiers, civilians, Wanderers, people who have nothing, are all in vain.
The wind was getting louder and louder, but there was no sound. In this wind, the gallows shattered a little bit, and the corpses of the deceased turned into ashes. With the wind, they led to the sky together, and the vultures hovering all lost their voices in the wind. Deprived of the means of doing evil, their long beaks used to peck at the flesh and blood of the dead, but now the flesh and blood come out of the long beak and seal their mouths.
　　 The aphasia wicked bird flew away, the strong wind blew away a corner of the eternal mist on the island, and the dead souls followed a little light from the sky and flew into the world behind the clouds, where the silhouette of a mountain stood. When the wind stopped, the clouds still closed.
　　 Lu Zhengkang, who was covered with golden cracks, stood up slowly. He looked around. The forest of the dead on the gallows had disappeared. He didn't know what had happened. Presumably, they heard their prayers, so it was time to move forward. He squeezed the hammer and walked towards the city in front of him. Under the city gate, the big seal of "Xiancheng" was engraved on the broken wall. The name of the city should be four characters, but the wall card was also broken. The remnants of the stone were floating in the air. After all, Lu Zhengkang could not find the rest of the words, and after all, he did not know what kind of fairy city this was.
　　 Then call it Xiancheng.
After the shutdown of "Three Worlds", for the virtual creatures in the game, it was a great destruction of the universe. Today, the buildings left on the island were once brilliant, and are now the same as the living corpses that can be seen everywhere here. It's just a residue that hasn't died completely, is there any aliveness.
　　 ruined walls, if the building is not ruined, it must be three feet of dust. Lu Zhengkang came to the city gate, the huge, 100-meter-high vermilion lacquered copper nailed iron wood gate, Lu Zhengkang pushed it up and pushed it a little bit.
　　 Every step I can hear the door shaft make a thunderous explosion.
The last facade of this city, like the sound of a bell, echoes in this huge area. In the streets and buildings, the ash from the roof beams shakes off, and there are palaces in the depths of Xiancheng, sitting on the dragon bed. The corpse heard it all.
Lu Zhengkang pushed open a shoulder-length gap in the door, and then squeezed into the door, pushing hard with both hands, and broke away a wide road. Before he looked inward, he felt the front half of his body. He felt a pain like hemp, and there must be some crisis. He rolled to the side and hid behind the half-open door. He only heard the sound of a tuk-tuk sound like rain hitting plantain, and countless arrows came from the crack of the door. Wear it out.
This welcoming ceremony was classy enough. Lu Zheng was happy. When the arrow rain stopped, he stood in the crack of the door~EbookFREE.me~ looking at the facing street, as well as the rows of armors in the pavilions on both sides. This city must have been lively once. He just showed his head and fired a wave of volleys. After repeating this way more than 20 times, Lu Zhengkang finally understood that these guys can't use up their arrows.
　　 The main entrance could not go, so I had to take a long way.
Lu Zhengkang walked to the right against the root of the wall and ran all the way. After half an hour, he arrived at the corner. On the way, he didn't see a drainage outlet. The whole city was so straight that there was no protruding enemy building. , And even if the upper part of the city wall is broken, it still has an average height of about 60 meters, and there is no staircase to climb. He can only turn around and continue to see how the other wall is.
This time, he saw a huge cliff. Not only did the upper part of Xiancheng collapse, but the whole was also cut off by the cliff. Lu Zhengkang came to the edge of the cliff and entered safely along the wall. The long bluestone alley.
　　 are yellowish bluestone gables on both sides, and some scorched moss crawls on the walls. Lu Zhengkang guessed that he was coming from the area where the civilians lived in the city. He planned to take a look at the main road.
　　 "The guy over there, could you come here?" Someone leaned out from the wall next to Lu Zhengkang to greet Lu Zhengkang, silently and somewhat surprised Lu Zhengkang.
　　 Looking back, the wall was talking about a carrion corpse with the collapsed right half of his head, grinning at Lu Zhengkang with his lips like dry bark.
　　
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