Chapter 787: Never Forgotten City (Part 2)

Diago looked at the sky, watching the survivor's coat surged above.
Needless to say, he also knows that this turbulent trend will continue forever, it will also expand, engulfing more worlds.
It will expand high and far, staring at the center of the infinite void, like the eyes of a god.
"I am listening."
Allied laughed first, then said softly:
"The worship of the spirit clan brought her birth, and she occupied all the souls of the spirit clan, so they became the soul-breakers... When any mortal body dies, his soul will merge into heaven, this is The law of nature."
Allede moved to Diego's side, bringing a certain scent of oil.
"But when a spirit clan dies, their souls will be directly drawn into the mouth of the goddess they betrayed. She longs for them because they are her people. When they died, she drank their souls— —

The slender claws flicked past the bones of Diago's body, but he was unmoved, but just shook his head slightly.
"Not just dead, right."
"Yes, the powerful and eternal hunger, she will chase the essence of anyone who is closest to her soul-breaking, such as... Diego, you are not far away."
Allied made a mocking sneer.
"But you are very smart and know that you can make up for the essence you have absorbed by torturing all creatures. This is also the most interesting place for you."
Between words, the demon began to march west with Diago.
He walked forward against the wind, wearing a helmet and bowing his head to listen to the demon's psionic speech.
Allied tried his best to allow his twisted face to close his eyes, and his gliding body left traces of serpentine on the dust.
The marks they left behind did not last long, and the gust of wind always quickly destroyed all the marks they left behind.
"Part of your words are consistent with certain classics of the Kaymon Church."
He quoted the doctrine of the pedantic religion verbatim.
"At the time of death, the released soul merges into the infinite, waiting for the gods' determination."
Arriet choked or coughed as a mouthwash, and Diego realized after a moment that the creature was laughing.
"In the history of mankind, this is the core of millions of religions. The truth exists in the blood of mankind, and they all want it... Everyone knows that some things wait after death, devotees, loyalists, will Get a gentle judgment and a place in the realm of the gods, as for the unbelievers."
Allied buckled the sand in his eyelids with his hands, ignoring the liquid exposed by his claws.
"Those who reject the truth will wander in the ether and become the prey of my generation. Here is the return of all souls. This is the destiny of each soul."
"I don't think so."
Diego felt his lips curl up.
"You are still so arrogant, but this is the that humans have always been afraid of."
The shadow prince was unable to raise objections.
"Do you want to see the ruins of this world?"
The demon glide round him.
"This used to be a big city."
He could recognize the first batch of fallen towers from the horizon, wrapped in the red dust that had gone through the years.
The geological disasters of this world once pulled the city into a crater, and the thorns on the ground looked like the ribs of dead beasts.
"The ruins have never been a city. When the Adas fled the goddess, the survivors boarded a huge domed platform made of spirit bones and took the rest of their race to the stars to begin their final exile journey. ."
"Ark, I have seen it in the classics."
Diego continued to walk forward and walked into the wind.
"That's a miracle."
Allied's chilling laughter was not weakened by the wind.
"Many fledgling arks have not escaped the cry of the goddess when they were born. They either disintegrated in the void or crashed into these abandoned worlds."
Diego slowed down and glanced at the devil.
"Are we walking towards a tomb?"
There was another harsh laugh in the deformed mouth of the demon.
"You are here to witness the miracle, aren't you?"
So they approached the dead city that fell from the void and buried themselves in lifeless dust.
The red bone building stretched out in the field of vision, protruding from the foundation everywhere, as if a mouth was full of broken teeth.
Diego and his guide stood on the edge of the crater and looked down at the tomb of the empty city.
He was quiet for a moment, listening to the sound of howling wind and dust hitting the armor.
When he spoke, his eyes were still on the ruins below.
"How much is dead here?"
Allied stood taller, his evil eyes staring down, his four hands wide open, as if explaining what he saw in the devil's eyes.
"Two hundred thousand souls burst out when the goddess was born, the world fell, and because no one was guiding it, there was madness spreading in the core of the ark."
Diago clenched his fists involuntarily.
"200,000, how many people are there in the entire Ling Empire?"
"A whole race? In trillions~EbookFREE.me~ In trillions, trillions of trillions, a was born in the mind of every spiritual race, and it brought itself hard Between the cold void and warm flesh and blood."
The demon propped himself up and placed four arms on the outer edge of the crater.
"Diago, I can feel your feelings, awe, fear-only no sorrow."
"Yes, I don’t feel sad about this. It’s a pity that any creature can die in ignorance. That’s all. My ancestors drank the bitter fruit because of their unlimited indulgence, although I don’t want to say that the four Words, but—"
He gasped, still staring at the buried Ark World. The collapsed Spirit Bone Sail seemed to be a tombstone, engraved with invisible text.
"Some of them escaped from the birth of the goddess? Where are they now?"
"Very much. Until now, some are wandering to the edge of the void, and some are wandering in the network. In the place full of memory and ghosts, the remaining part... At the core of the network, the place called Comoros, It seems that Ada talents there are your true family members."
Diago ignored the violent wind ripping his cloak and walked down the of the crater.
"I can feel something, Allede, there is something below."
"I know."
"Do you know what it is?"
The devil flicked his evil eyes with his claws.
"A returnee, maybe, an echo of the life of a spirit race, gourds to pant... if it still breathes with strength."
Diego pulled out his chainsaw sword, his thumb close to the start rune.
The sawtooth of the weapon flashed violently, and the long ridge polished reflected the storm.
"I want to get closer."