Chapter 12: Origin

December 21, 2012.

The end of the world predicted by the Maya came as scheduled, the sky and the earth were dark, the sun was shining and the tsunami was shining, the earth was silent, human casualties were heavy, the world's human beings fell into endless panic, Noah's Ark did not exist, and the last glimmer of hope was dashed.

On that day, a touch of light running through the sky fell from the sky, dividing the whole earth into two and running through the cracks of the whole earth.

The endless gods woke up from the cracks of the earth, and the doomsday signs disappeared, but human beings still have time to be lucky, and another disaster once again swept all sentient beings.

The awakened gods did not spread blessings to the world as human beliefs thought, but stretched out their magic hands to those who worshiped themselves as if they were irrational.

The gods that people believe in are not as kind and loving as the legend.

They are brutal and slaughter all living beings.

Unparalleled power, the huge blade entangled in gold, the dark entangled death sickle, the towering tomahawk... Wave to all sentient beings.

Blood flowed on the earth, tears all over the blue sky, people are hissing, looking up at the sky, and their eyes are full of ashes and despair.

I don't know when, all sentient beings no longer resisted the slaughter of the gods and silently closed their eyes to welcome the arrival of death.

With too much slaughter, the gods seemed to be tired of it and showed their ability to create. Countless small cracks appeared everywhere on the earth, and endless demons and beasts roared out, replacing the gods and slaughtering the world.

This change seems to evoke the fire in the hearts of human beings. Although the demons and beasts are powerful, they are not invincible. Although they need to pay a heavy price, as long as they have a glimmer of hope, it is enough.

The unyielding hidden in human hearts, in the face of the heavenly cry of hope, like the key of a miracle, awakened the earth's door of hope. No one can forget that night, whether it is gods or human beings.

That night, endless dragons resounded through the sky, and the sound permeated the earth. Hundreds of dragons with thousands of bodies took off from all over the earth and gathered on the cracks of the earth. Antlers, five claws, scales covered with gold, ancient Chinese belief totem - five-clawed golden dragon.

They are so magnificent and powerful that every god who took action instantly turned into ashes and fell from then on.

After the gods fell more than a hundred, they did not dare to commit again, staring at the majestic body in the sky with awe.

Humans are cheering and celebrating. For the first time in such a long time, it is the fall of a god. In an hour, regardless of nationality and race, they are in awe of the hundreds of dragons in the sky, the immortal totem of China for thousands of years.

"The crisis of the cracks came to the earth. When we woke up, what we saw was barren. The gods lost their minds, slaughtered all sentient beings, and prayed for the key of miracles. We will sacrifice ourselves. May fate give us hope and save all things!"

The majestic voice with endless dragons resounded in the sky.

'Boom~' exploded out of thin air, as if fate responded to the dragon's prayer.

"We thank fate!"

Among the dragon, the largest dragon turned its eyes to human beings, and its voice was full of vicissitudes: "Humans, the door of hope is about to open. Whether you can get through this disaster depends on your efforts."

It seemed to be the last parting words. For a moment, whether adults or children, men or women, hot tears slipped down in their eyes.

The leader Shenlong withdrew his eyes, looked up and roared at the sky, making a dragon chant that shocked the world, and roared in the response of the rest of the dragons: "Dragon · Sacrifice!"

The last words fell, endless dragons resounded through the sky, and a huge space crack appeared in the air.

The bodies of the dragons began to dissipate and turned into countless golden light spots, pouring into the cracks in space. Some of the light spots sprinkled on human beings. In an instant, no matter how many injuries they suffered, hidden diseases, they recovered in an instant.

People knelt down to worship.

The Shenlong clan sacrificed to seek the light of hope for the world's people.

The last touch of light poured in, and the space crack closed. After half a sound, the earth trembled, and the sky was full of various colors of light. In the eyes expected by human beings, the full moon in the sky collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The fragments of the moon fell across the atmosphere and hit humans.

When human beings thought that this was another disaster, the expected wailing did not appear. When the moonlight fragments hit the human body, they stopped falling and turned into a moonlight ball pouring into the human body.

After a few days of silence, there was a fierce roar among human beings. Countless flowing figures rushed to the sky, waved the mysterious weapons and targets that appeared in their hands, pointing directly to the gods!

A hundred years of struggle, endless gods fell, countless warriors died in the struggle with the gods, fell into a seesaw, and stared at each other on both sides of the cracks of the earth.

Human beings have entered a new era, and the dragon has become the belief totem of all new human beings, full of war, and a new era soaked in the blood of gods and human beings. People call it --- the era of god-shouting!

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