Light Barrier

Chapter 591

The second floor of the attic fell into a brief silence.

After a moment, the Queen asked: "Are there any restrictions on viewing the 'forbidden ancient book' left by the ancestor of light?"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to see it."

Meng Xizhou spoke subconsciously, and then she immediately understood the true intention of the Queen's words.

She has seen it, but what about the God of Light?

"I don't know if the God of Light has ever read the Ancient Book of the Ancestor..."

Meng Xizhou hesitated, "But when I was reading, the spiritual fluctuations on the pages were very new. There are too many books in the forbidden library... Even the fire-smelting throne does not have time to read them all, and these The way books are opened is different."

It is said that the Forbidden Library in Guangming City is an extremely wonderful place of miracles.

Every book is on a predetermined trajectory, waiting for a qualified "book reader".

Only when you are destined can you open the book.

No luck, even the door to the library can't be found.

The queen on the throne said with a hint of smile in her voice: "In other words, you have seen the history revealed by the ancestor of light and been guided by the dream of light, but the throne of light... has not?"

"Yes, it is."

Meng Xizhou replied in a daze.

I don’t know if it’s my own imagination, but Her Majesty the Queen doesn’t seem to be that interested in the “traveler” thing?

On the contrary, he was very interested in the "Throne of Light".

"Your Majesty...if that dream of guidance is true, maybe the traveler has found the door to return." Meng Xizhou said anxiously: "Pluto, traveler, old world...these keywords are connected together, don't you really Are you worried?"

After hearing this, the Queen just smiled silently.

In the wind and snow of the furnace, the spiritual crystal ball was suspended in front of him.

She stretched out five fingers and slowly covered the crystal ball.

This attitude is already very obvious.

What's the anxiety?

"Miss Meng, you can go back."

The Queen spoke gently, "Thank you very much for coming. I have gotten what I wanted."@@@@

Is this an order to expel guests? Meng Xizhou gritted his teeth, somewhat unwillingly.

She spoke again and said: "You should know that my brother is currently on a mission in the Dolu River..."

The first time she landed in Central City, she asked about Meng Xiao's whereabouts. She originally thought that if Meng Xiao was still in the city, she would use the excuse of meeting him to stop him a little.

Unfortunately, it's still a step too late.

"In my guidance dream, I saw the Dolu River disaster realm erupting with bloody light and countless darkness."

This sentence is already clear.

Meng Xiao's mission this time was to carry out the mission of Guangming City.

And the Dolu River... there is a high probability that it is related to Pluto.

Unfortunately, after saying this, the Queen remained unmoved.

Meng Xizhou was a little disappointed.

"I see."

She sat on the throne, her voice still soft.

But the temperature of the fluttering snow in the divine realm suddenly dropped.

In fact, no words are needed to see off guests. Meng Xizhou felt the coldness coming from him.

She knew she had to go.

This divine domain is called "The Furnace", but its interior absorbs the severe cold of the entire North Continent. She cannot imagine the torture and suffering that the female emperor sitting on the throne must endure every moment. Even a god, I'm afraid it won't feel good either.

before pushing the door open and leaving.

The Queen suddenly spoke and stopped her.

"Miss Meng."

Meng Xizhou's body froze slightly.

"I have seen thousands of souls, but I have never seen a clean soul like yours. No one can compare with you."

The queen on the throne said softly: "This is a pure soul cast by pure light. It is a gift from heaven. With such a soul, no matter what kind of lies you tell, no one can see through... Even I can't. Same."

This woman's soul is transparent and pure.

She is the light, and the light is her.

The way a psychic supernatural being identifies whether a person is lying is to sense the person's mental fluctuations... But Meng Xizhou's soul almost never fluctuates, which means that the extraordinary person's identification method has reached her. On the contrary, it is ineffective.

In this case, we can only judge from her words, deeds, behavior, and subtle expressions.

Theoretically...if she was good at disguising.

Then she can deceive anyone in the world.

On the second floor of the attic, there was a brief silence.

"But I want to believe you."

The Queen smiled and said: "As for the 'Forbidden Library', don't talk about it after you leave the attic. I will keep it a secret for you. Please remember: your visit today has changed the structure of the entire Five Continents."

Choosing "sleep" at this moment is equivalent to pressing the delayed end button for life.

Their dormant cabins will be buried in dust and go deep underground. Even if they wake up successfully one day, all they will see is an even more desolate wasteland.

And true despair.

The remaining survivors accepted the reality of being abandoned...

Some of them chose to commit suicide.

In this desolate and broken 【old world】, suicide may not be a bad choice.

Those who wanted to survive began to consolidate supplies and decided to rely on the resources of the broken ship to form a new survival team and continue southward.

And this is the origin of the derivative development of the "Traveler" clan.

Humanity has gone through an extremely long history of migration.

In the vast 【Old World】, I don’t know how many broken ships are buried, and I don’t know how many victims... These people should have died quickly in the wasteland, but natural selection is engraved in the blood of living things. original genes.

These survivors are like little sparks, gathering together in the darkness, hugging each other and keeping warm.

If they want to live longer, they must "unite".

If they want to go further, they must "evolve."

Fortunately...

God did not leave them with nothing.

Abandoned by the main fleet...not only these homeless people, but also an "unplanned" gospel box fragment.

Although the ancient humans at that time had extremely high technological levels, their exploration of extraordinary abilities was not as comprehensive as it is today.

This group of homeless people elected a leader who was powerful enough and became the master of the fragment of the gospel box...

Under the protection of the "God's Throne".

They began to search for "broken ships" one after another, scavenging as much supplies as possible, and looking for "sleepers".

For those "sleeping people", they will inform them of the situation... There are many people who firmly believe that rescue will arrive and still choose to hibernate. Only a few choose to leave the hibernation cabin and gather with them.

that's all.

The abandoned people became an independent group. They knew that without ships, they would never be able to reach the extremely remote "oasis".

All they can do is survive and reproduce as much as possible...

In this wasteland.

And all they can rely on.

Only the fragment of the gospel box.

Gu Shen and Mu Wanqiu stood in the long river of history written by travelers.

The two watched this shocking evolutionary history in silence.

The leader in charge of the fragments of the gospel box selflessly gave the power of God to every follower, every old human who wanted to live... He regarded everyone as his 【apostle】, and in this way There is only one consequence.

That is, his power was sucked dry by the huge group.

But the fragment of the gospel box showed a "miracle"...

The travelers living in the darkness gradually developed vertical pupils, wings, and slender limbs. They could move freely under high gravity and breathe at will in the air filled with essence. Their lungs would Automatically filter those harmful gases... But because the oxygen content in the 【Old World】 is too low, their lungs have evolved to be better than those of loggerhead turtles. One breath can last for more than ten hours, and they only need two breaths throughout the day. three times.

But it is a pity that there is no clear concept of time in the 【Old World】.

Day and night are reversed, extreme day and extreme night, which is an unpredictable natural phenomenon in a world where order has collapsed.

Therefore, they can survive the extremely hot days without sleeping for a long time, or they can hibernate for a long time and endure the sudden cold winter.

In the years of fighting against the "collapse of order", the travelers relied on this "gospel box fragment" to achieve an incredible leap in life level in just a few decades.

But even so, it's still not enough.

Too many people died in the 【Old World】 because of the bad influence of the essence of the void. No matter how they combined, it was difficult to give birth to a child... Even if they tried their best to protect the pregnant "mother" and the child in their belly It’s still hard to survive.

In such a disaster, a baby born successfully may be luckier than those who arrived at the oasis.

They were born and grew up under meticulous care.

There is an infusion of fresh blood.

Only this ethnic group on the verge of fragmentation can survive.

Only when a new leader is born can the travelers take up the banner and fight against the fate of genocide in this broken world.

There are fewer and fewer of them...

The journey is getting longer and longer.

And finally, their journey reached its end.

The end of the screen——

It was deep in the 【Old World】, in a dark snow-capped mountain whose specific address could not be traced. A tall figure in black robe stood in front of the snow-capped mountain, with a pale and dark flame burning between his eyebrows.

Hades.

On the top of the dark snowy mountain, the leader holding the fragment of the gospel box spread out his gray wings, suspended in the air, and looked at Pluto.

The traveler wrote this in the rock wall corridor record.

"We know that one day we will return to our homeland. But we don't know, can a homeland that we have never set foot still be considered our homeland?"

"That man promised to open the 【door】 for us to return to our hometown."

"But the premise is that we must build a palace for him, cut his wings, bless the gospel box in his blood, and weave it into a robe... This is an unfair deal, but we have no choice."

“Everything—to come back.”