"This legend, it’s no longer a simulated experience, but a historical recreation?"
"Root Fragnt, Extermination of Immortals 24..."
"Pig fresh and fed? Pig deceased first?"
Amidst the ruins of the square, Xu Shu stood alone, looking at the small ancient sword emblem in the Tai Chu Scroll with a face filled with horror.
He suddenly rembered the phrases that often appeared at the end of the Tai Chu Scroll when he was punished by the Star Tower during his ventures for courting death.
Connecting it with the scene he had just witnessed, he couldn’t help but suspect that the sword rain, which suppressed the heavens and earth before transforming into tombstones, was the essence of the Star Tower!
The powerful little swords, one after another, were the reason for the Star Tower’s lightning attacks. In other words, the Star Tower’s basic attack was Sword Qi!
As for that epitaph, Lv Liang... A confidant to myself and ? Aren’t both ’myself’ and ’’ him? Could this person be the founder of District D8B3?
But what were those four worlds that appeared like nightmares?
First, Earth Star could be ruled out.
Because according to brief and scant historical records, the Star Tower had only appeared eighteen years ago, and even during the Great Catastrophe eighteen years prior, such scenes had never occurred on Earth Star.
So this so-called "historical recreation," whose history was it actually recreating?
Could it be the worlds represented by the ruins?
Xu Shu felt completely baffled.
No, now’s not the ti to be entangled in this...
He took several deep breaths to recover from his shock as swiftly as possible and looked around, his heart imdiately sinking.
Although this legend had turned into the special mode "historical recreation," it still followed so basic rules, like, one draw equates to four hours, and it lasts from six in the morning until six in the evening at the longest.
Xu Shu entered the legend precisely at noon, and after three draws, returning to reality took 12 hours, with excess ti not counted, so it was precisely six in the evening now.
The ti was exceedingly accurate, not a minute more, not a minute less.
At this mont, the sun had just set and the bright moon rose. What caught his eye were vast expanses of collapsed buildings.
The roaring of artillery overshadowed everything, echoing across the sky, occasionally mixed with so eerily fierce roars and faint screams that were hard to detect, emanating from so unknown corner.
The once bustling safe zone had now completely beco a battlefield and ruins.
Directly ahead, the once towering Star Tower was left with only a few hundred ters of its base, which also lay crookedly on the ground.
It looked like a tree still imposing after being knocked down by a gale force twelve wind, or like a limply stretched but stubborn wax gun after a night of excess, having smashed a hole in the circular orbital structure of the Astronomy Association. Another residential area further away was also buried in part, with rubble filling the gaps.
Because their volus were enormous, the dust had not yet completely dispersed.
Upon seeing this scene, Xu Shu hurriedly looked up to search for that bizarre patch of sky, only to see the dark, deep blue night sky—and he mocked himself with a wry smile.
He really was a ss of worries. Since he could already see the sunset glow and the night sky with the moon and stars rising, the strange reverse sea in the sky had obviously disappeared.
However...
"Why are they still fighting at this ti?"
His gaze caught sight of a corner of the wall nearby, where a group of soldiers, seemingly from the garrison, were passionately besieging a three-ter-tall bipedal sheep. A huge doubt surged within Xu Shu.
According to his feeling, the destruction of the Star Tower happened at noon, which is to say, at the very instant the legend began, the Star Tower exploded.
Six whole hours had passed since then.
But what was with these artillery sounds?
Why were the people in the safe zone still fighting monsters here?
If the Evil God of the Jianqi Sect hadn’t descended, there shouldn’t be too many Demons left. Why didn’t they take advantage of the daylight to flee?
Was it not, my friends, that I risked my life to win you these six key hours of life and death escape, and you’re actually not running? Just wasting it?
Then didn’t I blow up the Star Tower for nothing?
It’s six in the evening now, and soon it will be a siege of demons!
The monsters are waiting for the darkness, what are you waiting for? Death?
—Of course, saying it exploded for nothing is definitely a joke.
How could it possibly be for nothing?
If the Star Tower were still here, what Xu Shu would be seeing at this mont wouldn’t be the garrison battling the monsters that burst into the city, but the Demons having their evening feast.
It’s just, no one took the lead to flee, and that was also a headache.
Could the orders from above be to hold a safe zone without the Star Tower?
Wasn’t that courting death?
These questions flashed through his mind and eventually ford a sentence—
"Damn, my parents are still inside the Judgent Departnt!"
Xu Shu hurriedly flipped over and leaped up, sprinting madly toward the direction of the Judgent Departnt.
After the Star Tower shattered and fell this way, it toppled the east side... the Dawn Church was also destroyed... thankfully, the Judgent Departnt was north of the Astronomy Association... Why are there corpses all over the entrance to the Judgent Departnt? Was it also attacked? No... don’t let anything happen, please don’t!
Xu Shu felt as if a heavy stone was pressing on his chest, making him feel stuffy and heavy-hearted, and so very selfish and despicable thoughts uncontrollably erged.
Passing by a collapsed building nearby, he heard a wail from inside, followed by the sudden cry of an infant coming out from under the rubble.
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