Dc Violence -Kun

Chapter 428 The wall of origin, the place of burial.

Far away, a place hard to reach in time and space.

The wall of origin, the wall, the prison of despair, the wall of despair, sticks to the ancients, from ancient times to the present, all great, humble, and the only god who survives.

Rows of decayed corpses are arranged vertically and horizontally, arranging a scene of desperate figures that all the only gods in the realm of gods can perceive.

There are famous figures, the only god who has created a peerless reputation in the realm of gods.

There is more cruel than Darkside-King Kun, the ruler of the dark age, the terrifying ruler.

There are giants who have witnessed the birth of the realm of gods, destroying the existence of the world with only one hand.

Without exception, all the prestige, the great people that no one knows, once stuck here, there is no hope!

This is the place of despair for all the only gods!

‘Boom! ’

A huge sound, like a meteorite falling from the sky, hits faster than any time travel, travel through time and space.

The irresistible and unstoppable suction force of the Wall of Origin sucked Bati’s sturdy body onto the Wall of Origin, and it was firmly attached to the wall in a large font, making a huge noise, surrounding him. A pair of single gods, like a corpse, shook them uncontrollably and awakened them.

“Familiar sound…”

“A nostalgic voice…”

“who is it?”

“do not know.”

“Has another poor man come to this grave?”

On the wall of origin, there are many corpse-like sole gods, slowly opened and closed eyes, the vicissitudes of life in the eyes, dark and hopeless, the deep eyes seem to let Ba Di see the experience of ancient time Destruction, that is the only god who has been stuck on the wall of origin without the slightest hope.

That is the only god in ancient times, who doesn’t know how far away, can’t break free from the wall of origin, gloomy eyes, sighing tone, all are experiencing decay that is more unspeakable than time, and the despair that can never be broken away.

Ba Di opened his hands and held them close to the wall of origin in large fonts. He felt a strong suction on his back. This suction was so strong that even the power of his being the only god could not break free.

“what…”

Ba Di’s divine body suddenly burst into blue veins, and the skin of the divine body burst out with blood. Under the huge force deep in the bone marrow, his body shape did not fluctuate at all, and he was still tightly glued to the wall of origin.

No matter how much Ba Di struggles, his face is twisted, and he wants to lift his hands away from the wall of origin, there is no way. This power, this attraction, and the unmatched strength make God desperate.

Not only that, the huge suction force faintly stuck to the back is absorbing the power of his only god, constantly absorbing his power, and penetrating into the wall of origin.

“useless.”

“Hehe, an unwilling one.”

“This is a nostalgic struggle!”

“What a stupid struggle!”

“Save your energy and come to sleep!”

“Later, save your energy.”

“From ancient times to the present, the wall of origin has not known how long it has gone through, how many great epochs, and has absorbed tens of thousands of the sole god power to strengthen itself. This kind of suction is not something you can break away.”

Seeing Badi struggling unwillingly, just like in the past, I was as unwilling as I had just arrived here. The corners of the sole gods laughed at their mouths, and their eyes were mocking with sighs.

They struggled in the same way back then, and there was no way they could be sucked tightly here.

The Wall of Origins will not suck them to death, nor can it suck them to death, but the desperate prison, desperate suction, sucks up their power, so that they can only sigh here late.

It is not that there is no one god who died on the wall of origin. If you want to die on the wall of origin, you can only commit suicide, give up your oneness, and end this cage.

Only the only god who has gone through endless years and can’t hold on will give up the only one and choose to commit suicide.

There are many great and prestigious beings who are trespassing in the realm of gods. They would rather die than be stuck on the wall of origin, and commit suicide instead of freedom or death.

Here, all past honors, fame, and strength are nothing.

Badi felt a cold heart. He turned his head to look at the only god next to him. This was the only movement he could do. It was difficult, stiffening his neck and twisting his head.

What you can see is rows of magnificent corpses, the greatest cosmic scene, and they are not as good as the corpses stuck on this wall.

The mummified corpse next to him, the skin was close to the bones, his eyes had no moisture at all, and his pupils were sunken. The skeleton that had gone through ancient years had already wiped the arrogance of the mummified as the sole god, and Haki had wiped it away.

Today, he has no spirit, only a twilight sigh, more vicissitudes of life than the twilight old man.

“There is no way, you can commit suicide if you want to die.”

The mummy beside Badi said without any emotion. After a long time, he naturally knew the thoughts of the newcomers, but all this was in vain.

Badi’s heart sank to the bottom, and there were many sighs beside him, and self-deprecation sounded continuously.

“Hold on! Perhaps luckily one day, the Wall of Origin will break.”

“Hey, how long have you insisted, do you know it yourself?”

“Obviously there is no hope in my heart.”

“I will not give up!”

“I am ready to commit suicide!”

“Come to death with me.”

“The will of the only god is beyond confinement!”

“Ha ha!”

By the side of Ba Di, many sole gods sighed, laughed at themselves, and some were unwilling. They were new gods who had only experienced hundreds of thousands of epochs and had aspirations. And those who are ready to commit suicide have persisted to the point where they can no longer persist, and are preparing to die gradually.

Badi’s eyes tightened, and a trace of sorrow flashed in his heart. He looked at the mummy beside him. I don’t know how many years have passed, but the mummy who is still persisting. Although the will has not faded, there is no free figure, and the sadness can be added.

Is it necessary to stick to it and support yourself forever?

Endless years of being stuck, this is just a few Ten Thousand Years, only a few Ten Thousand Years, the only god who has only achieved a few Ten Thousand Years, will be imprisoned forever, which is really difficult for him to accept.

Suffering without years, without a goal, just thinking about it, that kind of nothingness made Badi feel the silent coolness, and his heart was cold.

suddenly.

‘boom…’

‘boom…’

‘boom…’

A moment, a vibrating sound came from a distance, and it shook until Badi clearly saw the dry skin of the corpse trembling slightly.

Just far away, a figure resembling a King Kong ape, with a strong body, constantly climbing with his hands on the wall, with a rough face, heavy breathing, and his chest constantly rising and falling, passing over the corpses, no Stopped crawling.

The mummy next to him kept warm, cheering on this huge figure.

“This is the hope we insist on!”

The mummy beside Badi said quietly, with a hint of hope in his voice.

“he is…?”

“Yuka Khan!”