As the measurable beam of light illuminated the wasteland, a mushroom cloud of red steam with a temperature of nearly a thousand suddenly enveloped the sky in a radius of 500 meters. Every corner of the steam cloud was beating with scalable torrents of swelling violence. They spread out at once, like an electric film filtering life, killing all the birds that covered the sky. At that moment, the corpse of Thousand Birds Plague Species was dragged high into the sky by gravity, broke through the steam cloud like a heavy rain, and fell to the ground with a crackle.
The thick steam cloud gradually disintegrated, and the extremely high heat contained in it rapidly dissipated into the air. At the same time, the sea of clouds opened up by the golden beam of light was also slowly receding, and countless clouds and water gathered by Cong Yundiao's powers spread to where they originally existed. After a while, the sea of clouds receded, the steam clouds disappeared, and the sky became empty in the east, leaving only a few wisps of tobacco-like red gas in the east.
That trace of red air is like the ethereal red mist and the mountain peaks, surrounding the more than 40-meter giant skeleton. The bottom of the skeleton touches the ground and is the giant's pelvis. There are no bones related to the legs, a thick and long spine and rows of ribs, and it is above the head.
A pair of legs with incomplete bones extended forward. The giant legs at the end tightly grasped Cong Yundiao's two claws. One of the claws was broken, and the upper part was bitten off by Cong Yundiao himself. The Cong Yun Eagle did not turn into a skeleton due to the impact of the measurable beam of light and the steam nuclear bomb. Sixty-seven percent of its feathers were destroyed. Half of its mighty wings that could cover the sky and the moon when spread out were bald and could no longer be used. Then control the heavy super large body and soar into the sky.
Cong Yundiao leaned forward, its head falling on the giant's red skull. The huge eyes were closed tightly, and the originally strong vitality was now reduced to a breath like silk.
Wu Qi was lying sideways on the desolate and hot ground. There were dozens of blood-red cracks all over his body, which were shocking. The previously hot heat wave spread to the surface of the earth, evaporating the amount of blood hanging on Wu Qi's body. Yu Dong was covered in dark red blood marks, looking like he was covered in blood.
Wu Qi's closed eyelids suddenly trembled. He opened his eyes suddenly, turned over and raised his head. What came into view was the empty skeleton of the giant Chris.
When Wu Qi fell from a high altitude and fell into coma, Chris and Cong Yundiao fought desperately. Now that he woke up, the huge difference in the scene in front of him seemed as if he had slept for a whole day and night. Chris turned into a pale red skeleton. Except for some thin threads of unvaporized flesh and blood remaining between the gaps in the skeleton, there was nothing else in his body.
The giant Kris turned his whole body's muscles and external organs into fuel, and used all his energy as a boost to complete a self-destruction of earth-shattering power. Because of its sacrifice, thousands of bird plague species turned into a hell of bird corpses with no end in sight. The lord of the sky, Cong Yundiao, lost all his feathers and lay dying in the tragic east field with the giant skeleton.
There are only a few red steam threads left in the giant skeleton that are floating in the sky. The higher they rise, the lighter the shape. Those steam threads seem to be the first traces of life left by Chris in that world, as if part of his soul is heading towards the sky. Floating, farther and farther away from the earth, closer to heaven.
Wu Qi never believed that there would be souls and heaven in that world, as the popular religious culture in the civilized era said. He knew that death was the end of life. When you die, there is nothing.
"Chris..." Wu Qi gritted his teeth and read out the name that penetrated his heart word by word. He slowly got up from the ground, and the movement of his body muscles shattered pieces of the dark red bloody clothes he was wearing, shaking them away, revealing a body that was covered in dust, but with numerous wounds that had mostly healed.
Wu Qi stood on the ground again, holding a three-foot-long sword tightly on his right hand. Even if the whole person is thrown away by Cong Yundiao's full blow, the knife will not fall off his leg.
With sharp eyes, Wu Qi saw that the Cong Yun Eagle lying on the giant skeleton was still breathing its last breath. Its huge body showed signs of movement, and its closed eyelids showed signs of struggling to open.
Cong Yundiao is very alive, but Wu Qi will never allow it!
The sea of clouds receded, and the midday sun shone unrestrainedly from the center of the sky to the east. Seven pitch-black scales reflected the blazing red sunlight, and the corresponding genetic power wandered outside Wu Qi's body. After Wu Qi woke up, the genetic power seemed to have a commander. He worked harder to repair Wu Qi's damaged body and restored it to a state where it could exert perfect power as quickly as possible.
Wu Qi took a step, bent his right leg slightly, and then kicked with all his strength! There was a loud bang, and a large dusty pit opened up on the ground. Wu Qi was like a rocket soaring into the sky, instantly flying at the end of the giant's spine; his feet stepped on the edges of the protruding joints of the spine, like climbing to the clouds on a ladder. One breath rushed to the head of the giant skeleton.
Leap forward and swing the sword with all your strength! A huge wave of blood spurted into the sky. Wu Qi's feet were already in the air, and his whole body was bathed in the wave of blood. Every corner of his body was soaked in the hot blood of Cong Yundiao's neck, and the seven pitch-black scales became brighter and brighter under the blood-red infiltration. The three-foot-long Dang Te turned around and turned into blood, having absorbed the blood of the third-level alien virus.
The huge head of Cong Yundiao fell from the sky and landed behind the giant's skeleton. The eyelids with traces of struggle stopped moving and could no longer be restarted.
Wu Qi jumped high in the sky, then fell straight to the east. He was wrapped in a wave of scorching blood and then hit the ground hard, his body unscathed by the impact of falling from a high altitude.
The moment he stood up his spine again, behind him was a picture scroll composed of the remains of two third-level beings, and he himself was now reborn!
Wu Qi's tense body slowly relaxed. He was about to turn around when suddenly there was a faint vibration from the ground east of his feet. The vibration was like a wave. The source of the vibration was extremely many and the direction was extremely wide.
Wu Qi no longer needs to put his ears to the ground to hear the weight and number of the incoming people, because wherever he can see, there are herds of beasts coming from all directions!
The depths of the dark eyes were like the uninhabited sky. He glanced sideways and saw clearly the true faces of all the invading enemies.
Little devil sheep, savage cattle, black hyenas, saber-toothed lions... a huge number of ground beasts are all running towards them with all their strength, regardless of whether they are natural enemies or not, regardless of their life level and intelligence level. No matter how high or low, there are two things in those eyes that are as big as lanterns, the corpses of giant Chris and Cong Yundiao!
The bones of Chris were not yet cold, and the blood that emerged from the broken neck of the Congyun Eagle was not very fresh. Their corpses were equivalent to the source of extremely rich and unusually high levels of the third-level alien virus, which was not as good as the second-level plague species. The broken head also wants to be the first to devour more "treasures".
That denies the cruelty of the plague-ridden world! They will devour each other for evolution when they are alive, and once they die, they will be eaten up by the plague species that swarm the wasteland after smelling the smell.
There has never been a single skeleton on the surface of the occupied area.