Chen Feng had a long dream.
In the dream, he not only saw the sacrifices he had offered in the past, but also a vast ocean of blood. This dream was like a quagmire that dragged him into the abyss, from which he was almost unable to extricate himself.
I opened my eyes and it was only two o'clock in the morning.
"What's going on? Why did I have such a dream? Am I too tired recently?" Lying on the bed, Chen Feng had no intention of getting up, but recalled everything he saw in his dream.
You should know that the main reason for dreams is human imagination. According to scientific experiments, the brain is still in the operating stage when people are dreaming, so people who like to dream appear more tired than those who don’t.
After Chen Feng became a professional, he seldom dreamed. This was due to the powerful evolution of his brain. Therefore, he paid attention to his rest every moment. As soon as he fell asleep, he would enter into a perfect sleep quality.
Chen Feng interpreted the dream as exhaustion, but he had suffered a lot of injuries in the past, but had never encountered such a strange thing.
The scenes in the dream remained in Chen Feng's mind like a brand, especially the inexplicable horrors that seemed to be real, making Chen Feng unable to classify them as dreams.
There was also the endless sea of blood and the dead bodies floating on it. All these scenes connected together made Chen Feng feel as if he was in the dark, unable to see clearly what was happening.
"There are countless dead bodies floating above the altar. What is the true nature of the Abyss Altar?"
Chen Feng opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't know where to start. He wanted to grasp these messy thoughts, but he was in a difficult situation, because he felt as if hundreds of magic cannons exploded in his mind, a mess. Countless confusions, countless puzzles, and countless pains floated to his heart one by one, almost suffocating him!
Even though he has woken up now, he still cannot forget the horrifying scene in his dream. It was so real, as if he had experienced it himself.
As he calmed down, Chen Feng suddenly discovered that after dreaming about the Abyss Altar again, his mental strength was not harmed by overdraft, but on the contrary, it was sublimated and increased.
Altar, sacrifice.
These pictures, like a giant puzzle, flickered in Chen Feng's mind. He seemed to have grasped a key, but this key was so illusory.
Although he couldn't explain what had happened now, he had a feeling that the altar was most likely inextricably linked to himself. As long as he could crack the secret, he might be able to get a glimpse of the true power.
That is…
A trump card that belongs to you alone.
It seems that the altar not only provides the power of the strong in the abyss, it also seems to have some other effects, pure energy or some powerful equipment.
There is only one thing, Chen Feng cannot actively contact the altar now, and the other party seems to appear randomly. Therefore, Chen Feng’s biggest goal now is to maintain normal contact with this altar. Then he can rely on the altar to gain more benefits.
Chen Feng no longer needed to rest. Even though he had a nightmare, after a few hours of deep sleep, he had regained the energy needed for the day.
He opened the window, and the cool breeze outside took away Chen Feng’s last trace of tiredness.
All the survivors of Xiamen have been transported. After half a year, Chen Feng completed this seemingly impossible feat.
As for the damaged plane, it is still the same. It seems like it can never feel full and hungry, and it is always devouring the oxygen and life around it.
Every once in a while, Chen Feng would place it in front of the opened crack and devour it for a long time. At least hundreds of thousands of insects would become nutrients, helping to increase the vitality of the plane.
These insects would never dream that their self-righteous invasion would end up being nothing more than food for the other side.
Over the past six months, Chen Feng has injected all the power of faith into the damaged plane. The purified land that is not ravaged by the storm has expanded to tens of thousands of acres, comparable to an island in the ocean. The land on it is enough to support the survival of 200,000 people.
Unfortunately, Chen Feng did not gain full control of the other party. Now, apart from opening a crack around himself to help the plane devour life, Chen Feng was unable to send any life into it.
In a word, the power of faith in it is still too little. Perhaps it is because Chen Feng's realm is still too low, and it is simply unable to cause resonance in a plane...
The plane has its own pride.
A dragon is like this: even if one day it loses all its strength and falls to the ground, it will never make friends with a stray dog.
The same is true for this damaged plane. It has lost 99% of its vitality. Only the one-tenth of the desire to survive supports it to use oxygen and vitality to restore its origin. But even so, it still cannot tolerate a small character of only gold rank to become the new master of this land.
If Chen Feng wants to completely get the opponent, he can only do it by reaching the legendary level or even the epic level!
For him, this is undoubtedly a long and arduous goal!
"brush!"
Just when Chen Feng was still thinking about how to advance his rank, a blinding white light suddenly appeared in the sky!
Just like day!
Chen Feng immediately looked up at the sky, and saw a white light suddenly appearing somewhere in the distance, just like the sun, full of dazzling light, and also possessing holy power!
Then, when the bright light reached its limit, dazzling stars streaked across the sky and fell like meteors.
Although it was only a moment, it still made people feel a strong shock, a shock that cannot be described in words!
Chen Feng stood up and jumped out of the window.
He had been staring at the direction where the other person was falling, with an expression more focused than ever before.
That’s because…
This meteor emitting holy energy was actually falling nearby!
This meteor emanates an incomparable power of light. Li Siyu, the high priest under Chen Feng, awakened the power of light. However, even the high priest who is worshipped by countless people is nothing compared to this energy. There is no comparison at all.
What's this
A catastrophe or a great opportunity
But no matter what, Chen Feng felt that he needed to explore.
This is a disaster-ridden time, and any negligence may cause a series of chain reactions.
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