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Chapter 38 The Sacrifice of Salvation

Chen Yi stood in front of the ancient chaos.

He clearly knew that the escaping pale power became more and more frequent as time passed.

"It's unbelievable... In such a short period of time, the pale power of chaos has accumulated so much."

God stared at the surging and boiling ancient chaos. This time, the pale mighty power accumulated by the chaos was much larger than before. He could predict that as the end is approaching, if it is not stopped, this prehistoric rainstorm may continue. Thousands of years.

Chen Yi raised her hand, and in her hand was the severed horn of a narwhal.

Over the years, he gradually understood the changes that his power could bring about.

Now the broken horn of this narwhal is no longer as simple as a broken horn.

God transformed it, and the light brought by him could expel the ancient chaos, and the light was naturally placed on the broken horn.

It has become a scepter that can part the pale flood.

Islands are scattered across the sea of ​​ancient chaos.Chen Yi raised her face, she landed on one of the islands, and then moved forward slowly, preparing to enter the ancient chaos again.

This salvation will never be as simple as parting from the great flood.

The original will will never sit back and watch the flood of destroying the world be easily resolved.

The ancient chaos was ordered by the original will of this world, it is not only the right arm, but also the great weapon.

Therefore, I must step into the ancient chaos and suppress the pale power that is about to erupt from the source.

"Since your power can change the form of life..."

God murmured,

"Then why can't my power change your form?"

Everything has a price.

When the figure covered in light sank into the boiling darkness, only Chen Yi knew what kind of sacrifice was needed to save the world.

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The speed of the huge narwhal under the water slowed down, and Yar and Jalesto clearly saw that the sea water was becoming increasingly turbulent, and the initial calm was gone forever.

The narwhal tried its best to wave the brilliance of its sharp horn, but the surrounding sea water did not obey its drive as before. Gradually, Jalesto saw that it was unable to do what it wanted.

At this moment, Jalesto raised his face and looked into the distance. He saw the canoe approaching the ancient chaos, but there was a storm gathering in the vast sea in front of the ancient chaos.

"Storm! We must turn!"

Following Jalesto's loud shout, the father and son immediately started to move their hands. Yale stood at the bow of the boat, and he beat the sea water with his oars, expressing their intentions to the narwhal.

After Yar slapped the water several times, the narwhal understood what they meant. It made a long whale sound, its huge head turned under the water, and the canoe slowly turned around.

The waves are churning around the canoe, and the fish under the sea are rushing back and forth impatiently, relying on their biological instincts, trying desperately to stay away from something.

The father and son grabbed the oars and paddled outwards under the leadership of the narwhal. A storm had already ushered in the distant sea!
And they must flee before the storm approaches.

The narwhal is struggling to control the sea water for the father and son under the water. Alesto looks at the direction of the sea water uneasily, and is surprised that they are converging towards the center of the storm at an extremely fast speed, and the resistance of the ship's navigation also follows. getting bigger.

The canoe was swaying on the ocean, and the light from the sharp horn of the giant narwhal was faintly dim in the cascading waves. The father and son gritted their teeth and used all their strength to paddle the oars.

There was no need for any communication. The narwhal and the father and son knew very well that if they didn't escape the storm now, they might never have the chance to escape again.

The storm formed a huge vortex behind them.

The narwhal slid its tail fin with all its strength, and its sharp horns kept driving the sea water apart. The suction force behind it gradually increased, and the surrounding fish and shrimps inevitably swooped down into the vortex, and the oncoming water flow became more and more difficult to control.

In an instant, the sky was covered with black clouds, and the vast ocean was splashed with heavy rain. It was unclear whether the rainwater disappeared into the sea water or separated from each other on the sea surface.

The vision was blurred for a moment, and the scene was distorted by the rain. Jalesto felt panic, but he firmly grasped his reason, gritted his teeth, and rushed out with his father.

More and more water flowed towards the vortex, and the storm seemed to tear apart the sky and the earth. The giant narwhal slowly lost its strength and made a mournful sound, its pointed and long unicorn getting dimmer.

Terrible thunder exploded among the black clouds, the lightning illuminated the rain, and the canoe was bobbing and sinking in the big waves.

The storm approached suddenly, and at a frightening speed, it chased behind the father and son like a wolf chasing blood.

The water flow immediately became violent, and the terrifying suction of the storm vortex made it difficult for the narwhal to control its direction. The canoe began to retreat towards the vortex among the waves.

"No!"

Jalesto yelled, and saw a huge wave rise from the water, and then hit the thin canoe hard.

The narwhal under the water let out a panicked cry.

In an instant, the canoe turned over in the big waves and covered the sea. The father and son fell into the water at the same time. Like ants, they were fooled by the storm.

Yar and Jalesto swam desperately towards the boat. They grabbed the canoe and pressed down with all their strength. The canoe turned over again. Panting heavily in the rain, they climbed into the canoe.

Misfortune is always in pairs, one after another.

Jalesto opened his eyes wide and looked at the bottom of the sea in disbelief. Under the water, he could only see fish and shrimps constantly skimming towards the storm, but no narwhal could be found.

Despair came to my mind.

Jalesto turned his head, and the strong wind came from in front of him, and the giant-high waves sent them into a huge storm. All the struggles of the two Logosians were so powerless in the process.

Although Jalesto clearly knew that the end that God had said had not yet come, but to them... the scene in front of them was like the end.

He turned his head and looked at his father. Yar was also tormented by the storm, his white hair and beard fluttering in the viscous wind.

The rain was terribly heavy, and it hit Jalesto's eye sockets hard. He felt pain, and gradually couldn't see his father's face clearly in the dense rain, but he could see Yales' eyes sparkling in the rain.

Wave after wave hit, and the canoe, like a struggling ant, was inevitably drawn into the storm.

Amidst the violent turbulence, Jalesto felt dizzy. He tried his best to support his will, but he still couldn't resist the physical discomfort and heavy despair. Under the beating of the huge waves, his eyes turned black, The head was hit hard and passed out.

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