People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Qi Yan's consciousness slowly rose.

During this process, there seemed to be a sound echoing across the land.

But most people can't hear it.

The exhausted workers continued to work, the sleeping nobles turned over in their duvets, the children cried and acted like spoiled children in their parents' arms, and the infected people died in the corners...

But some people raised their heads.

On the slope of Mount Kjerag, Yaer puffed up her cheeks and glared at the sky.

Inside the dragon gate, a penguin raised its head and poured a glass of wine into its mouth, making an indescribable penguin scream, which scared the Angel next to it so much that he choked on a mouthful of apple pie.

Something seemed to awaken in the deep sea, slowly gazing up at the sky.

In the far north, a group of strange creatures fell silent, with all their eyes fixed in the same direction, locking onto the sky.

They are waiting, a declaration, a choice.

In the core city, Amiya, who was fighting with the Patriots, suddenly felt the magic in her hands collapse. She looked up at the sky in astonishment.

"Amiya, what are you doing?!"

The Doctor exclaimed.

But Amiya just looked up, her little face stained with a few smudges of dust, full of confusion.

"Mr. Qi Yan..."

The Patriot seemed a little angry at Amiya's distraction. His towering body broke through the defense line and pressed forward in front of Amiya.

Then, he was also stunned.

A shock from the blood burst out from Amiya's body and poured into his mind.

"No, Carters, you are... Tracys, you are lying, Her Highness... has an heir."

The patriots seemed to understand something.

At this moment, through the authority of Demon King Amiya, a faint voice echoed in his ears.

"My sister is the cutest in the world!!!"

"This is, Qi Yan?"

The patriot recognized the owner of the voice.

He didn't understand what was going on.

Amiya was also confused.

In the Kjerag, Yaer, who was escaping, had a dazed look on her face. She slipped and fell directly to Enya in front of her. The two of them hugged each other and rolled a long way down the hillside.

Inside the dragon gate, the penguin sprayed out a mouthful of wine, spraying the face of the Archangel who was complaining in front of it.

The waves in the deep sea seemed to freeze for a moment.

The Far North fell into an unprecedented silence.

In the underground research institute in the core city, Qi tilted his head and looked at Qi Yan, who had gathered his consciousness and reappeared in the sarcophagus. The corners of his mouth twitched twice.

"Is this what it feels like to turn on the full microphone?" Qi Yan couldn't wait to share his joy after returning. "When I played games before, I watched the big guys who spent money on games blasting their horns like crazy. I was so envious. Today, I finally got to experience it."

Qi sighed, "I don't understand what the whole Mai is, but you...didn't choose your own authority and gave up the chance to become a god."

"Why do you want to become a god?"

Qi Yan asked back nonchalantly.

The air suddenly fell silent.

Qi discovered that the guy in front of him was better at keeping people quiet than those strange creatures in the deep sea.

In the end, it was Qi Yan who took the initiative to break the silence he had created, and laughed:

"I've had enough of hiding in a corner and feeling sorry for myself. I want to be surrounded by more people."

"They are alone because they are proud," Qi argued.

Qi Yan curled his lips...if he could still do this in his current state.

"If you ask me, those guys who think they are superior to others and hide away and pretend to be gods are all idiots!"

Qi Yan said bluntly: "In the process of a good life, if you don't go out to make friends and don't show off in front of others, then what's the difference between that and death?

Those giant beasts who regard themselves as gods are aloof from the world. That is why no one may know if they die quietly in some corner.

I've been through it, and I don't like it, so I want to live a life of brilliance, I want to show off in front of everyone, and even if I die, I want a group of people to dance and curse at my grave... Well, it's a pity that I can't die now, what a pity."

Qi moved away from Qi Yan without leaving a trace.

Outside the sarcophagus, the group of Sarkaz mercenaries were completely unaware of what had just happened.

After a while of debate, they finally plucked up the courage to press a button again.

This time, they felt a slight change.

To be precise, the entire core city has changed.

As the sarcophagus continuously poured energy purified from the source stone into Qi Yan's body, an inexplicable strange phenomenon surged over the core city.

A dull heartbeat sounded in Qi Yan's body.

The energy of the Originium began to get out of control.

The entire core city was affected by the energy in Qi Yan's body. The active Originium was unscrupulously releasing energy. All the infected people felt a pain, and the Originium crystals in their bodies seemed to be trembling.

The Patriot's slowly retreating figure suddenly froze.

The energy of the Originium altar he set up became extremely violent, and his body gradually began to emit red flames.

Snowflakes fell from the sky, covering the core city.

Kal'tsit endured the pain in her body and looked at what was happening in front of her, her green eyes slightly widened.

She didn't know what happened.

Until the pure-blooded Wendigo in front of him started mumbling to himself as if in a trance.

The voice was hoarse and low, but it was clearly heard throughout the city.

“I saw cities in ruins.

I saw Originium, all over the earth.

I see you with a black crown on your head, turning millions of lives into memories.

I saw the devil enslaving all species. "

Kal'tsit gritted her teeth and shouted:

"Dear operators, don't believe a single word that Bozhukas said!"

However, the prophecy had already entered the ears of everyone present, and the seed had been planted.

Behind the Patriot, the guerrilla fighters who were blocked by the Rhodes Island operators took the opportunity to successfully break through the defense line and looked at the Patriot and Amiya in doubt.

They also heard the prophecies whispered by the patriots.

The Patriot's majestic figure trembled slightly, and he regained consciousness, his scarlet eyes fixed on Amiya in front of him.

"Impossible... No..."

The Patriot seemed a little shaken. He leaned forward and an unprecedented murderous intent burst out.

Kal'tsit quickly walked to Amiya's side, looked directly at the Patriot, and said:

"The prophecy is unreliable. It is just the physiological remnant of the Originium technique!"

The Patriot's tone gradually turned cold:

"But, as far as I know, all the prophecies have come true."

Kal'tsit refused to give in and said word by word: "There is one thing that has not been fulfilled!"

“Maybe, it is coming true.”

The patriot slowly raised the rifle in his hand.

Facing Kal'tsit and the Demon King of the Sarkaz, he, as the last pure-blooded Wendigo among the Sarkaz, made his own decision resolutely.

"I once betrayed Kazdel, and then I betrayed Ursus."

The Patriot's voice became louder and louder, and in the end, in his current state, he roared: "Today, I will face the third betrayal, young devil, you will be the most terrible disaster on earth.

You must die, or this land will die!

I can't let you live in this world, you hate me so much!"