496: C496 Despair and Helplessness

C496 Despair and Helplessness

The wilderness is beautiful, the sky is cloudless, getting rid of the pollution of human society, even the air is somewhat sweet.

Ever since he came to this land, this was the first time Zhang Chu had calmed down and admired the scenery that had not been destroyed by humans.

Was he tired? It was right to be tired! Comfortable was left for the dead.

Zhang Chu was very comfortable right now. After struggling for so long, in the end, he was still like everyone who had fallen asleep on One-Line Mountain. He laid on this piece of land and looked up at the sky. Dust returned to dust. Earth returned to earth.

People always thought that they could shake the heavens and earth, but little did they know that the sky was extremely tall, extremely tall. The mother of the great earth had experienced countless mountain collapses and tsunamis, super volcanoes erupting, super floods. It was even to the extent that in the ancient times, she was continuously submerged by a rain of several million years. Super volcanoes erupted with dust, forming a rain of acid that covered the sky and covered the sun, corroding everything. The global fire had burned for hundreds of thousands of years.

However, it was said that these calamities, with 'ten thousand years' as the unit, were not worth mentioning to Earth Mother.

Humans actually tried to shake the earth, thinking that they could break the mountains and shatter the rocks with their cultivation, thinking that those superior techniques could destroy everything.

Little did they know, to Mother Earth, no matter how strong a cultivator was, they were just flea.

Only when she was in despair would she realize how small she was.

There were many things you couldn't do, but the things you could do were very limited. Perhaps you would only pat your chest when you were drunk at a table and didn't say anything. You wouldn't dare to say that you were far away, but in this city, with your big brother around, you could relax a hundred times and become an omnipotent person.

The size of one's ability was directly proportional to how much one drank.

This kind of situation where the second brother, the eldest brother, was in depended on when he would sober up.

Zhang Chu really wanted to have a big drink right now. He wanted to forget all his worries and become a carefree but happy person.

However, as he looked at the endless wasteland, he could not find even half a drop of alcohol.

Opening his eyes was the vastness of the world, tiny and powerless.

Closing his eyes, his wife and brother's faces constantly flashed before his eyes.

A man must have the ability to protect the woman in his arms, his brother beside him, and his parents behind him.

Zhang Chu pulled his fingers and suddenly woke up as if he had just woken up from a dream. It turned out that he had not been able to protect anyone. The woman had been taken away, his brother had been seriously injured, and his parents were fictional. No one could be seen alive or dead.

In a person's life, the gains were greater than the losses, which meant that they had some achievements.

Their losses were greater than their gains. This meant that he had basically lived his entire life in a dog's stomach.

Up until now, Zhang Chu had gained more than lose. He had a family, a wife, and brothers and sisters. But soon, he would lose them all. Zhang Chu did not have the courage to face such an outcome, and he did not want to live in a dog's belly. After all, Zhang Chu had too much hostility on him, and he was worried that the dog would have diarrhea.

Zhang Chu slowly turned around and lay face down on the ground. He slowly crawled to Zhao Tang's side.

"Brother, hold on a little longer, I will hold on too..."

"Chu..." Zhao Tang did not know when he had woken up, but his eyes were extremely lifeless, so weak that he could not even speak a complete sentence.

However, when he saw Zhang Chu's ghostly appearance, Zhao Tang understood something. His eyes were filled with guilt and pain.

Even though Zhang Chu would never be able to 'trust' Zhao Tang, Zhao Tang would never be able to live in peace. However, this was only because of their personalities. It did not hinder their firm brotherly relationship.

A clear relationship of superior and subordinate, coupled with a clear brotherly relationship, had created a strange relationship between Zhang Chu and Zhao Tang.

Zhang Chu grabbed Zhao Tang's arm and carried him on his back bit by bit.

This time, Zhang Chu could no longer stand up. He could only carry Zhao Tang like this. He grabbed the ground with both hands and moved forward bit by bit.

Without the protection of his true qi, even his hands became extremely fragile.

After moving for less than ten meters, his two palms had already been ground apart. Every time he scratched the ground, he would feel a heart-piercing pain. It was true that his ten fingers were connected to his heart.1

It was useless. He could not climb to the Heavenly Mountain. Zhang Chu knew, and Zhao Tang also knew.

However, Zhang Chu didn't stop, even though his hands were badly mutilated. He continued to rely on his last bit of willpower to hold on. With a speed slightly faster than a snail, he moved forward.

Zhao Tang opened his mouth and mumbled something. Unfortunately, the sound was too soft, and Zhang Chu could not hear it at all.

"Brother Chu, put me down. Don't worry about me." Zhao Tang roared hysterically. His eyes were bloodshot. He hoped that even if Zhang Chu could not hear his voice, he could at least see his eyes and understand what he meant. Unfortunately, Zhang Chu couldn't see him at all. His face was almost touching the ground.

At first, he could climb three to five meters in a minute.

Now, he could not even climb one meter in three to five minutes.

The muddle-headed feeling came wave after wave, ravaging Zhang Chu's will. He did not know how long he had endured, but in the end, he was defeated by reality.

Zhang Chu's body had completely relaxed, and he didn't even have the strength to move a finger.

Zhang Chu was lying on the ground while Zhao Tang was lying on Zhang Chu's body. The two of them were staring into the distance with lifeless eyes.

"Caw... Caw... "Caw... Caw..."

What was supposed to come had come!

A vulture circled in the air for a while and landed beside Zhang Chu. It pecked Zhang Chu's arm with force.

Pain! A heart-piercing pain! Even though he had lost all his strength, the pain did not weaken at all. What was sad was that no matter how much the vulture pecked, Zhang Chu did not have the strength to drive it away.

This vulture was also so anxious? Couldn't he wait for Zhang Chu to die?

After pecking his arm a few times, the vulture jumped in front of Zhang Chu and stared at him.

The vulture would not mock people. It only wanted to eat from the softest part of the body, starting from the eyes.

Just as Zhang Chu's eyeball was about to turn into the vulture's snack, a small stone shot through the vulture's body like a bullet.

"Sabi Vulture, you f * cking died in front of me!" Zhang Chu gloated.

The sound of the engine could be heard from afar. Finally, an off-road vehicle rolled in front of Zhang Chu.

The muddle-headed Zhang Chu wanted to look up, but he could not muster up any strength. Before he fainted, he only knew that a man jumped out of the off-road vehicle and threw Zhang Chu and Zhao Tang into the off-road vehicle like he was carrying a dead pig.

In the darkness, there was no end to it.

A voice kept calling out to Zhang Chu.

Who was calling out to him? What was it saying? Zhang Chu had no idea. He only knew that the voice existed. It was as if someone was secretly sizing up Zhang Chu.

This voice was pervasive, torturing Zhang Chu until he went crazy.

"Who is it?!" Zhang Chu roared angrily, but it was actually useless.

In the world of nothingness after losing consciousness, everything was illusory, real and fake, like a dream. It was so unreal.

However, Zhang Chu's furious roar had received a response.

"Myriad Laws Return to Sect, Heavenly Devil Transformation!"

"One life, two lives, three lives, all living things..."

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