Twilight Speaker

Chapter 248: The Old Days Return, the Curtain Rises

The giant god fell from the sky, covered in blood, and landed heavily in the sea, stirring up a terrifying roar that was ten thousand meters high!
In the end, Titan was defeated.

After all, he is not Chen Xiang, and does not have the ability to fight nine people alone. After fighting for more than ten days, he was finally covered in blood and fell into a near-death state!
Nine Outer Gods walked down on the colorful clouds. The sea was surging. Emperor Tan struggled to get up from the waves and sighed:

"I told you that we are not enemies. Why don't you believe me?"

After a pause, he continued:

"But that's fine, let the facts speak for themselves."

The nine Outer Gods were stunned. A warning flashed through the mind of the Thinker. Together with the other great ones, they all looked sideways in the direction of the New Great City.

The next moment.

Above the great city of Xinda, dark clouds suddenly rose, forming a vortex of downward pressure, as if to destroy the city. And right in the city, there was a burst of light from the sky, accompanied by the sound of divine songs, flutes, the beating of gongs and drums, and the sound of war drums!
The Silent One, the lord of darkness, silence, and shadows, acted decisively, and a large mass of shadows surged toward the New Great City like a tide.

A spear condensed from pure destructive power also appeared in the dancer's hand and was thrown out with a loud bang!

"I am not dead yet!"

Emperor Tan leaped with all his might, blocking the Destruction Spear with his own flesh. His chest was pierced, and the flesh at the wound began to disappear and collapse on a large scale.
He stepped again, in front of the shadow tide, and his big foot was like a nail, nailing the shadow tide in place!

The Outer Gods were all shocked and tried their best to stop them. They were covered in wounds and the blood of the Great Ones gushed out like crazy.

And that far away, and in that new great city!
The sounds of the divine song, the piccolo, the gongs and drums, the prayers, etc., became louder and louder. The eight bronze pillars were glowing, and seven of them suddenly expanded and grew larger, supporting the sky and sticking to the ground. The seven men and women on them all made inhuman wails, and they were waking up!
Wei Qingqiu was tied to a large bronze pillar and opened her eyes with difficulty. Her body was strengthening at an incredible speed.

But at the same time, her spiritual will and the ocean of her soul were being stretched and expanded by the brutal force. The extreme pain in her soul made her wail and shed tears.

Wei Tuantuan and the other five princes and princesses were not in much better condition. They were in great pain, with their faces twisted into a ball.
The only one who survived was Wei Shun. There were eight bronze pillars and eight sacrifices, but only seven Old Ones. He was not chosen and did not become a vessel. At this moment, he was staring blankly at his brothers and sisters wailing, with a morbid smile on his face.

“How miserable! How miserable!”

He laughed and hoarsely at the same time. His mind had long been unbalanced and he was in a state of madness and frenzy. His laughter became louder and louder, almost drowning out the wailing cries of the others!
"Dad, Mom, Teacher"

Wei Tuantuan cried loudly, the sea of ​​his soul was torn into pieces, and his spirituality became silent after the explosive warning.

It seems that even the spirits know that resistance and rebellion are of no use and death is inevitable.

She cried like a tearful person, but after all, she was still just a child of about ten years old, with tears in her eyes, crying and wailing.
But as she cried, Wei Tuantuan saw that Sister Xiaoqi beside her was also crying. She actually endured the pain that was tearing her soul apart and even began to comfort Wei Qingqiu.

"Sister Seven"

"I am fine."

Wei Qingqiu wailed softly, his mind seemed to be confused by the intense pain, his eyes were dazed and his voice was halting.

"I am not crying because of pain, nor because I am dying."

She muttered to herself in confusion:
"I am crying because I seem to have forgotten someone, a very important person. I can't remember him, I can't remember him."

Wei Tuantuan was stunned:
"I seem to have forgotten someone. I can't remember him. I can't remember him either."

The world in Wei Qingqiu's sight began to break and twist, symbolizing that his life was coming to an end and his soul was cracking.

Everything became so blurry, so blurry. In the blur, she vaguely saw an isolated island in the distance, and a one-armed young man sitting alone on it, staring at her with a very sad look.

Who is he?
Wei Qingqiu didn't know and didn't recognize him, but he had a very strong premonition - he was the person he had forgotten and could not remember at all.

The girl stopped sobbing suddenly, and suddenly she became cheerful and gave the young man on the isolated island a big smile, and then her smile froze.

The high spirits on her face were replaced by a faint, superior smile.

She broke free of the copper and iron chains that bound her, stood up from the bronze pillar, stepped on the void, and put on a dress woven with divine aura, looking solemn and dignified.

It's not just her.

The vessels used as sacrifices also broke free from their shackles and floated in the air, their expressions indifferent and calm, yet mixed with a sense of solemnity and dignity.

A huge soul will squeezed into his or her body, occupying the original shell, and the bronze pillars melted.
The copper liquid floated and poured on the seven people, turning into armor, carrying the great power of the past!
The grand music suddenly rises, it is the majestic heavenly sound, it is a roaring war song, it is cheering, it is encouragement, it is joy!
“Old days.”

The faces of the nine Outer Gods changed and they stopped moving, knowing it was too late!

The old days finally come.

"I"

'Wei Qingqiu' was wearing a bright and heavy armor. He breathed the air of reality, a look of nostalgia appeared on his face, and he whispered to himself.

"We're back."

‘Buzz! ! ’

It seems to be a celebration.

It seemed as if reality was celebrating the return of its former master.

On Earth, snow-capped mountains melted, dead trees came back to life, everything sprouted, dying lives were saved from near-death, and severely injured individuals recovered.

There is a rain of light falling, above the earth and beyond the earth.

The silent deep space of the universe also glows with the light of life. In the vast Milky Way, green appears on the dead planets, where life is born and civilization is evolving.

Originally, there was only a small amount of life on Earth in the entire vast universe, but now, traces of life have appeared on billions of planets.
The hymn floated up from the earth, gradually resounding throughout the solar system, then the Milky Way, and then the entire universe, from one end of the wilderness to the other!
Hymns of the old days.

The seven Old Ones simply ignored the Outer Gods, stepped on the sky, looked down at the planet, and gazed at the universe.
Like a king inspecting his own territory!
"We have returned."

The voices of the Seven Old Ones are like rumbling bells, resounding throughout the vast universe, and the unique light of authority shines and radiates from them!

"We are back!"

The Titan dragged his broken body up to the sky. The Old Ones bowed their heads to Him. The Outer Gods were on guard, ready for a fight to the death. A paradox box that existed in absolute nothingness began to crack.
"now."

The one-armed young man on the isolated island sighed softly, recalling Xiao Wei's brilliant smile:
"The curtain is rising."

(End of this chapter)