Chapter 699

Doorman seven smiles.

He took off his long shirt and revealed his wet, dusty chest.

A strip of very thin purple light from his skin, in his chest outlined an extremely complex logo.

An endless snake opens its mouth in a circle, chasing its tail.

In the middle of the circle surrounded by endless snakes, dense purple light spots form a complex star map. A man with open legs and arms and a perfect golden ratio is quietly floating in the star map.

Seriously, the light that makes up this man's image is made up of innumerable runes that jump densely.

These runes are indeterminate and follow a certain complex frequency.

The divine light from the eyes of those suffering Knights swept the complex runes on the doorman's No. 7 chest a little bit.

With a sigh, these suffering Knights seem to confirm the identity of gatekeeper No. 7. They bow deeply to gatekeeper No. 7, and then they kneel down again.

Their bodies split into countless pieces, then fragmented into extremely small light spots, and finally into a dense fog of light.

The fog as like as two peas in the chest seven.

Thick fog of light from the armor, with a sigh, into the seat that three feet square bronze box.

The smooth surface of the bronze box lit up a little, countless stars appeared on the box, and there were looming figures galloping through the stars. Everyone heard a sound that seemed to exist, but also seemed to be illusory.

It's a human prayer.

It was the cry of a baby as it came to the ground.

It was the heroic cry of men in battle.

It was the cry of a woman when she was sad.

It's the heavy breath of hunting, the slight gasp of throwing net to fish, the low murmur of bowing and archery, the angry roar of chopping

These sounds, if any, if not.

Hearing this, they seem to see how a large group of people can survive on the earth, how they can grow and grow, how they can transcend the saints, and finally they break the starry sky

There's a huge flow of information pouring into people's minds.

They seem to know a lot of inexplicable knowledge all of a sudden... But this knowledge is like a mirage. They see it, but no matter how they dig their memory, they can't recall any trace related to this knowledge.

"It's a kind of..." Joe murmured.

Scarlet's instinct is analyzing this huge information flow.

Gatekeeper No. 7 squinted at the dozens of armor on the ground.

He whispered: "it's a kind of inheritance... It's all about the suffering Knights... Their past, their history, their glory, their sorrow..."

"How do they cultivate, how do they grow, how do they cut through thorns and thorns in the most critical moment of human beings, and guard the last light for human beings in the dark."

"This is the heritage of the order of suffering... It exists in the blood and soul of all human beings."

"Even if their individual eventually dies out, as long as human beings continue, when human beings are in danger, the suffering Knights will recover from their blood and embark on the road they are destined to take."

"The order of suffering is never a special aggregate of strength and power."

"The order of suffering is man himself."

"We have experienced countless sufferings, we protect ourselves with armor, we hurt our enemies with swords, we gather together, turn our bodies into the Great Wall, and guard our people... This is the order of sufferings!"

The voice of the doorman No. 7, with a sense of ineffable holiness.

Joe and the others were silent.

If the gatekeeper No.7 is right, then the order of suffering will be the noblest, the noblest, the greatest and the most precious group of human beings.

Of course, except Joe, which one here is not an old fox?

The words of gatekeeper No. 7, of course, have a strong sense of holiness and solemnity, but we want to make people present believe his words without reservation... Well, everyone has reservations.

The gatekeeper seven sighed. He gently opened the bronze box.

A soft starlight came out of the box, and the sound of nature came out, which shocked everyone's mind.

This voice, let all people in front of an illusion.

They seem to see huge fireballs with huge stars in the dark void, following a complex and ancient orbit, moving rapidly in the void.

Inexplicably, all people's minds are emerging out of the corresponding knowledge - these big fireballs, is one after another sun.

And those huge planets are just like Medlands, where hundreds of millions of creatures can live.

Stars follow the sky orbit, circular orbit, elliptical orbit, staggered orbit... Countless stars interact and drive each other in the operation, making the structure and operation mode of the orbit more complex.

And all the stars, careful analysis of their orbit, they are ultimately around a core in the operation.

The core of everything, the core of emptiness, the core of immeasurability

As soon as everyone's eyes brightened, the doorman No. 7 reached into the bronze box and took out a crystal stick, which was less than three feet long and had a thin wrist.

The crystal stick, which is round and uniform in thickness, is not like a solid, but more like a agglomerate of light.

Innumerable extremely thin light rays condense together to form this stick.

When caretaker No.7 holds it in his hand, the whole stick seems to be beating and flowing. This stick gives people the feeling that it is alive

The whole hall was beating slightly.

The whole mountain is shaking slightly.

The void is twisting.

Time is stagnated.

Everyone's eyes are attracted by the crystal stick... Or the crystal axis.

They look at this crystal axis as if they see the whole medland, all the laws that keep medland running and existing, and all the secrets of this world.

Even, they feel a lot of familiar breath on this crystal axis.

Every one of medland's people, they have a faint breath in this crystal axis.

In the dark, all medland's creatures are inexplicably connected with this axis.

"Medland's axis." Gatekeeper seven shook his head with emotion: "it's so simple. With it, we can control everything in medland... Including those damned gods."

"Ah, it's a pity that since it was launched last time, the order of suffering has brought it back here to absorb medland's power to recover itself... There is not enough time, there is not enough power in it."

"However, the sacrifice of dozens of suffering Knights... Together with your strength, it is enough to suppress and expel those gods whose strength has not yet returned to the peak."

Janitor seven chuckled.

Then, a flying axe came whistling and heavily chopped at his head.

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