only god

Chapter 481 Destiny Reincarnation
After the funeral, the true believers will leave here.

In any case, they always go to the holy place, to the glorious mountain where stands.

They were on this journey again, and everyone knew that disaster was still on the way.

But what can they do?
All they can do is struggle as hard as they can, hold each other's shoulders, move on, and pray.

Wildo dragged his crippled right leg and walked last.

And his godfather was at the forefront of the team, leading everyone to continue to complete this difficult road.

A dull atmosphere hovered over the sect, and it was hard for anyone to imagine what the sect had experienced in just a few days.

Wildo looked at the father at the front from time to time. After that quarrel, they had no more conversations, but this young man felt that their hearts had never been so close.

It's like... a real father and son, even if they don't speak, they can understand what each other is thinking.

Wildo followed behind the group of true believers, he was still confused, and he was not sure whether they could really reach the Holy Land.

Everything is too difficult.

It was so difficult... Even the most determined people lost their confidence.

"We just have to go all the way... all the way."

Wildo held the whistle in his pocket and murmured.

Due to fatigue and injuries, even if they wanted to reach the Holy Land as soon as possible, they had to stop and go along the way.

As soon as it stopped, everyone gathered together to pray, as if seeking blessings and salvation in the scriptures.

People's rationality is so fragile in this disaster. If they hadn't supported each other, they might have collapsed long ago.

The religious group walked for two days in a row, and there was no earthquake on the way, and it seemed calm.

But somehow, Wildo always felt that it was the calm before the storm.

Disaster and death will not let them go so easily, they are doomed to go through hardships and pains on the road of seeking salvation.

On the third day when the true believers continued to move forward, aftershocks came.

At first, the ground shook slightly, and then there was a strong wind, and the flying mud dust and branches covered the sky, and the sky and the earth were all gray.

The true believers all turned pale, their hands trembling in fear.

Suddenly, before anyone was ready, the earth shook violently again.

"earthquake!"

"It's coming again! It's coming again!"

The surface of the ground cracked instantly, and the crowd panicked while shouting. They tried their best to grab the trees, rocks and other things around them that they could grab.

The gust of wind howled, like the horn of the doomsday, the wind was stronger than ever before, more violent than ever before, and the earth was instantly reduced to ruins in the shock.

Wildo yelled in fear, his desire to survive made him cling to the tree stump next to him. The shaking ground almost broke his ribs, and his right leg was constantly stabbing, as if he was panicking and howling.

The trees that had survived in the ruins began to be wiped out. Seeing that the ground opened a huge crack in an instant, the people of the religious group fled in all directions. They howled, roared, and lamented. The entire religious group was dismembered by the disaster. Bad.

Seeing the ground split open, the terrified Wildo dragged his right leg to escape. He fled in the direction of the old believer in a panic, and the latter directed the chaotic crowd with his voice.

The old believer saw Wildo, and he shouted:

"Wildo, Wildo!"

While shouting, the old believer ran towards Wildo, desperately rushing to grab his hand and escape from this dangerous place.

The violently shaking earth tore up this fantasy.

I saw another crack appearing suddenly, it was small at first, and no one would care about it, but it expanded rapidly in an instant, like opening a bloody mouth, sending out the roar of huge thunder.

"Wildo!"

The old believer let out a hissing cry, and he stretched out his hand with all his strength, trying to grab Wildo.

But it was too late, the crack was chasing after Wildo, the disabled Wildo didn't escape the huge blood hole, he suddenly sank in, he desperately called out to the old believer, trying to catch him That hand, but still only a little bit, just a little bit.

Wildo fell into a huge crack in a panic.

"No!"

The old believer looked at all this in astonishment, as if the sky was about to step down.

The true believers shouted in a panic in the shock, and the people behind kept dragging the old believer, telling him to leave quickly, let him go quickly, the old believer looked at all this in a daze, and the whole person was dragged to escape.

once again...

The tragedy in memory seemed to happen again.

I lost my dearest relative in that accident, and spent my whole life to repent and pray.

But at this moment, he watched Wildo lose in front of his eyes in this accident decades later.

"Do not…"

"no no…"

God, is this all going to happen again...

The emaciated body of the old believer wailed with all his strength at this moment:
"No...give me another chance!"

perhaps…

There is a kind of reincarnation of fate in the world. You stop at the end of the road, go round and round, and return to the original starting point.

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This struggling earth.

It seems that all living beings are doomed to die in this disaster.

All living things must struggle in pain. Once disaster strikes, even the most beautiful place will be turned into hell in an instant.

Wildo fell down, and when he woke up, he didn't know where he was.

He felt that all his bones were shattered, and there was a slight crackling sound from his entire back.

"Where is...where?"

Wildo murmured absently.

It was pitch black all around, and the fine sand kept falling from the top of his head. He seemed to be lucky enough to fall into a cave, which was buried by earth and rocks.

"Is this worthy of my gratitude..."

Wildo whispered, his body ached with the sound.

Is it really a blessing to survive the catastrophe for a while?
All the bones in my body were broken, and I lay motionless on the ground like a cripple, only my hands were left to move with difficulty, but it was not enough to dig out the earth and rocks that blocked the cave, let alone leave here.

And now, no one can save himself.

To struggle or not to struggle is slow death.

"What exactly is this for?"

Wildo's face was full of pain.

Why didn't I give myself death when I wanted to die the most.

Instead, after making preparations to continue walking again, he encountered this result.

"God, why is this?"

Wildo let out a desperate cry, his bones were in severe pain, but his voice could not be heard here, he was destined to die.

(End of this chapter)