Chapter: 2722
But he was still wandering, gray-yellow gas filled his body, intertwined into clouds in mid-air, and created fog in the wasteland.
The gray-yellow mist covering the endless wilderness was actually brought by this blue-black giant!
"The youngest son of the giant king Ormir, the 'God of Honor' Bradell, he openly cursed my father, was punished, and wandered here forever. Of course, he died in the 'Great Cataclysm' long ago, but still failed Get relief." Amon pointed to the blue-black Cyclops, and said with a smile, "If I hadn't stolen the corresponding damage, as long as you enter this plain, you will be polluted by the mist produced after Braddle's death and become The lingering cursed."
Do I still have to say thank you? Klein suddenly had the feeling of stepping directly into the myth again.
Amon led him and continued to move forward, and soon approached the blue-black Cyclops.
There was an extremely deep ravine where the giant wandered, and lightning flashed through it, and a thick and wide gray-white building appeared faintly at the bottom.
Klein just glanced at it, and his eyelids twitched slightly, remembering the scene he saw during the divination of the "Undark Cross".
If he remembered correctly, this should be the place where the ancient Sun God, the creator of the City of Silver, and the father of Amon and Adam, stepped out!
Is this what Amon said is safe enough? Klein's heart sank immediately.
At this time, Amon, who was wearing a pointed soft hat and monocle, walked to the edge of the ravine, turned his back to the gray and white building, opened his hands slightly, and said with a smile: "This is the sacred place where my father wakes up. History.
"My father told me that there is a very old name here called..."
In the light of the silver and white lightning that pierced the sky, Amon, who was wearing a classic black robe, paused for a moment, opened his arms a little more, and said with a bit of solemnity: "Chernobyl!"
"Chernobyl!"
Hearing Amon's words, Klein's first reaction was astonishment.
In the process of getting close to the green and black cyclops, he expected a lot of developments, but he never expected to hear such a name
It's like water-cooled machine guns appearing in ancient oil paintings, and novel plots appearing in scientific research papers, which are full of contradictions and make people unbelievable.
In the next second, Klein thought of the ridiculous incident where the ancient sun god used his own rib to create the dark angel Sasliel, but named his eldest son Adam. He instinctively thought that what happened at this moment was a similar situation, which made him endure I can't help but want to laugh.
Realizing that the King of Angels Amon, who is so powerful that he is almost a "bug" and always has a nasty smile on his face, said such a name with a relatively serious and solemn posture, Klein's urge to laugh became more and more difficult to contain, and he also Don't want to contain.
The best laugh is that Amon became furious and killed me directly... Amon will become what he is today, and the education of the ancient sun god must bear a large part of the responsibility! The corners of Klein's mouth grinned, ready to mercilessly vent his inner smile.
At this moment, another silvery-white bolt of lightning pierced the sky, illuminating the deep ravine, allowing Klein to see the thick gray-white building at the bottom again.
This is a building that is completely different from the current, fourth, third, and even second era styles.
Plop!
Klein's heart contracted rapidly, and then expanded again. His smile froze on his face as soon as it bloomed.
Plop! Plop!
Klein heard his own heartbeat, and one piece of common sense about the current world popped up in his mind: "There are twelve months in a year, three hundred and sixty-five days, and there are leap years...
"Twenty-four hours in a day, sixty minutes in an hour, sixty seconds in a minute...
"Prove it's a planet...
"There is one and only one sun and one moon in the sky..."
Plop! Plop! Plop!
Klein's instinct prevented him from thinking about it, but there was still a "voice" in his heart: JrNovels.com
The gray-yellow mist covering the endless wilderness was actually brought by this blue-black giant!
"The youngest son of the giant king Ormir, the 'God of Honor' Bradell, he openly cursed my father, was punished, and wandered here forever. Of course, he died in the 'Great Cataclysm' long ago, but still failed Get relief." Amon pointed to the blue-black Cyclops, and said with a smile, "If I hadn't stolen the corresponding damage, as long as you enter this plain, you will be polluted by the mist produced after Braddle's death and become The lingering cursed."
Do I still have to say thank you? Klein suddenly had the feeling of stepping directly into the myth again.
Amon led him and continued to move forward, and soon approached the blue-black Cyclops.
There was an extremely deep ravine where the giant wandered, and lightning flashed through it, and a thick and wide gray-white building appeared faintly at the bottom.
Klein just glanced at it, and his eyelids twitched slightly, remembering the scene he saw during the divination of the "Undark Cross".
If he remembered correctly, this should be the place where the ancient Sun God, the creator of the City of Silver, and the father of Amon and Adam, stepped out!
Is this what Amon said is safe enough? Klein's heart sank immediately.
At this time, Amon, who was wearing a pointed soft hat and monocle, walked to the edge of the ravine, turned his back to the gray and white building, opened his hands slightly, and said with a smile: "This is the sacred place where my father wakes up. History.
"My father told me that there is a very old name here called..."
In the light of the silver and white lightning that pierced the sky, Amon, who was wearing a classic black robe, paused for a moment, opened his arms a little more, and said with a bit of solemnity: "Chernobyl!"
"Chernobyl!"
Hearing Amon's words, Klein's first reaction was astonishment.
In the process of getting close to the green and black cyclops, he expected a lot of developments, but he never expected to hear such a name
It's like water-cooled machine guns appearing in ancient oil paintings, and novel plots appearing in scientific research papers, which are full of contradictions and make people unbelievable.
In the next second, Klein thought of the ridiculous incident where the ancient sun god used his own rib to create the dark angel Sasliel, but named his eldest son Adam. He instinctively thought that what happened at this moment was a similar situation, which made him endure I can't help but want to laugh.
Realizing that the King of Angels Amon, who is so powerful that he is almost a "bug" and always has a nasty smile on his face, said such a name with a relatively serious and solemn posture, Klein's urge to laugh became more and more difficult to contain, and he also Don't want to contain.
The best laugh is that Amon became furious and killed me directly... Amon will become what he is today, and the education of the ancient sun god must bear a large part of the responsibility! The corners of Klein's mouth grinned, ready to mercilessly vent his inner smile.
At this moment, another silvery-white bolt of lightning pierced the sky, illuminating the deep ravine, allowing Klein to see the thick gray-white building at the bottom again.
This is a building that is completely different from the current, fourth, third, and even second era styles.
Plop!
Klein's heart contracted rapidly, and then expanded again. His smile froze on his face as soon as it bloomed.
Plop! Plop!
Klein heard his own heartbeat, and one piece of common sense about the current world popped up in his mind: "There are twelve months in a year, three hundred and sixty-five days, and there are leap years...
"Twenty-four hours in a day, sixty minutes in an hour, sixty seconds in a minute...
"Prove it's a planet...
"There is one and only one sun and one moon in the sky..."
Plop! Plop! Plop!
Klein's instinct prevented him from thinking about it, but there was still a "voice" in his heart: JrNovels.com
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