The end of the world begins with failing an exam

Chapter 325 The Creator's Lie

Countless pictures were intertwined in disorder before Chen Jing's eyes. After seeing Huang Wang gifting 38 special-shaped crystals to the black pharaoh, Chen Jing saw a part of that war...

That's right, it was the war where King Huang fell.

Maybe the battlefield is in space?
But Chen Jing couldn't see any complete stars. At a glance, there were only those biological corpses floating in the empty universe, and countless planetary debris turned into gravel...

Where is Huang Wang?
Chen Jing searched left and right, but in the end, he could only vaguely see some fragments of the yellow robe floating in the vacuum environment.

At this moment, the voice of Black Pharaoh sounded in Chen Jing's mind.

This sound seems to have crossed the boundaries of time and space.

Not a message.

but dialogue.

"The battle was ultimately lost."

"As everyone expected."

"We didn't even have a chance to come back."

"The crown of deep space is extremely heavy. As a descendant of the Yellow King, are you really ready?"

"Chen Jing..."

Hearing the voice of the black pharaoh, Chen Jing asked subconsciously.

"What kind of preparation do I need to make???"

"Preparation for death."

The voice of the black pharaoh quickly replied, and there was unconcealable despair in his calm tone.

"I don't know what King Huang thinks, but I don't think we have the slightest chance of winning against those damn creators."

"Sure enough, King Huang guessed right. In your civilization, they still came..."

"You should have been deceived by them too, right?"

"They're all liars."

"Damn liar."

"They say that there is no war in the universe, and that war and killing are original sins, but the universe is clearly full of wars, especially those civilizations that have been in contact with them, and have fallen into a vicious circle of self-destruction..."

"We lost so quickly because we saw through their lies and started fighting too early. I hope you don't follow our old path."

"What am I going to do??" Chen Jing asked in confusion.

"You just need to live well now, until the day Huang Wang gives you the answer." Black Pharaoh's voice gradually became deeper and more indistinct.

"What answer does King Huang want to give me?" Chen Jing asked.

"An answer sufficient to save civilization."

The voice of the black pharaoh seemed to have drifted far away, and Chen Jing needed to distinguish every word to hear clearly.

"Now."

"Accept the great gift from King Huang..."

……

Outside the tomb of the Black Pharaoh.

In the extreme northern desert.

Tents were randomly set up on this plain full of diamond-shaped rocks.

A circle of people sat around the campfire.

"It's been a month..." Chen Bofu looked as if he had aged several decades, his cloudy old eyes were bloodshot from exhaustion, and his gloomy face was morbidly pale, "When will my grandson come back... ..."

"Wait a little longer." Lawrence picked up the chopped firewood and threw it into the fire, "As a member of the family, Baiaji is still alive, which proves that your grandson must be fine, but this time the sequence promotion took a long time A little bit."

"He won't die, I believe he is still alive!" Yan Que sat in the corner, holding the metal staff tightly in his hands, looking at the corner of the plain with complicated eyes, "Master Chen, should I persuade Kai?" Nan and Bai Aji..."

Hearing this, Chen Bofu raised his eyes and looked over.

I saw that Bai Aji and Kui Nan were still digging pits like crazy on the plain, as if the excavator had possessed them, and they directly swung their arms (front paws) like hot wheels.

But unfortunately...

When Chen Jing and the others entered the mausoleum, it seemed that it was also affected by the power of the black pharaoh.

No matter how hard outsiders try to dig out the buried yellow sand, in a blink of an eye, the dug-up yellow sand will return to its original position as if it were alive.

So no matter how much effort Kai Nan and Bai Aji put in, their repetitive excavation work is meaningless.

But even so, they still chose to do this unswervingly, as if they could find Chen Jing as long as they kept digging...

Yes.

Although Chen Jing only felt that a few minutes or even an hour or two had passed in the mausoleum, 10 days actually passed outside.

The flow of time in that chaotic land is completely different from the outside world...it is a kind of irregular chaos.

"There have been more and more people coming to watch the fun recently." Lawrence rubbed his shoulders wearily, and said in a helpless tone, "I'm almost out of control."

"Damn, come and kill one!"

After Chen Bofu's grandson disappeared, his mood became more and more irritable. Now he is like a beast on the verge of collapse, and he makes no secret of his hostility to outsiders.

In the eyes of the old man.

Death is damned to anyone who dares approach this ancient ruin.

"It's not an option to go on like this. Since we can't open the way to the mausoleum, then other people probably..."

Lawrence hesitated to speak, and couldn't help reminding Chen Bofu of the seriousness of the matter halfway through his speech.

"It's not too far from Jiri. If people from the monastery come, we may be in big trouble."

"You want us to withdraw first?" Chen Bofu looked up at him and asked with red eyes.

"Anyway, no one else can open the tomb." Lawrence said helplessly, knowing that he couldn't persuade this old lunatic.

"The position we are at is the limit distance." Chen Bofu lowered his head again, staring at the yellow sofa on the ground in a daze, "If you get closer, you can feel the breath of deep air coming from the ground, so you want to Let everyone know that the deep space resuscitator is in this ancient ruin?"

Lawrence sighed and didn't speak again. Although his intention was for the good of everyone, he didn't know how to persuade the old man at this time.

"You go back first."

Chen Bofu didn't get angry with Lawrence, as if he had changed into a different person, and he became inexplicably rational.

"I am his grandfather, and Bai Aji is his family. It is enough for the two of us to wait for him here. You go first."

"I'm not leaving." Yanque shook his head, and said a step ahead of Lawrence, "He's my friend, and I won't let him go."

"I'm not the kind of person who is greedy for life and afraid of death!" Lawrence smiled wryly, "I just think... huh? Why is it snowing??"

Lawrence froze for a moment, raised his hand subconsciously to catch the "snowflake" falling from the sky.

Take a closer look.

What kind of snowflake is this? It is clearly a kind of "paper scrap" with a strange color, with uneven edges, as if it has just been randomly torn from a certain painting.

Lawrence raised his head in doubt, and suddenly showed a frightened expression.

I saw that the sky seemed to be gradually torn apart by some kind of force, and countless "shards" of different colors fell down like snowflakes, as if the "painter" who created this world tore apart his carefully drawn paintings... …

But not the drawing board behind this torn painting.

It was an indescribable darkness.

That extremely dark color seems to have some kind of magical power, making it hard to look away after just one glance, as if it wants to suck everyone's souls in, and that kind of emptiness makes Lawrence tremble. .

"Deep space...that's deep space!!!"

Bai Aji stared blankly at the darkness exposed after the sky shattered, his tone was an uncontrollable excitement.

"I sense the breath of the king!!"

"He is in that deep space!!!"

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