Chapter 109 The Great Eye

"Hua...Hua..."

The salty sea breeze slowly rose from the bottom of the cliff, bringing the smell of waves.

Cold, damp, and slightly smelly.

It was like the smell of the stratum corneum being soaked in sweat and then decomposed and fermented by microorganisms.

The cliff was smooth and flat, as if it had been cut and polished by some kind of magical power.

Only at the bottom of the cliff were there some ferocious reefs with bared teeth and claws, silently reminding people of what this place used to look like.

In the distance, the wide sea surface was rippling, stretching all the way to the far horizon, and finally disappeared in the mist at the edge of vision.

"...Shh."

The man standing on the top of the cliff snorted and retracted his gaze from the end of the mist.

He had a pair of buffalo-like horns on his head, the muscle lines on his face were very obvious, and the masseter muscles on his cheeks were bulging high. At this moment, he was chewing something non-stop.

Suddenly, a dark green flame ignited out of thin air in front of the minotaur.

The shape of the flame was a bit like a candle, jumping slightly in the sea breeze, as if it would be blown out at any time.

The bull-horned man looked at the green flame, chewed faster a few times, swallowed the food in his mouth, and then said: "You are finally here."

"What do you want from me?"

The green flame jumped slightly, and then a low voice sounded in the flame.

"Someone took my things but didn't do anything. I think I should have a good talk with this person... I just want to ask him - how dare he do that?"

The bull-horned man opened his mouth, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth.

"Who is it? There is such an immoral thing?" The green flame shamelessly pretended to be stupid.

The bull-horned man just stared at the flame, and he suddenly laughed as he looked at it.

"Hahaha..."

"...Interesting, very interesting."

The bull-horned man suddenly took out a statue out of thin air. If Xiao Jian was here, he would immediately recognize that the crab on the statue was the culprit who attacked his yard before.

"Do you know what this is?" the horned man asked.

"The blood sacrifice statue... good stuff." The green flame did not hide its greed.

"It belongs to you." As he said that, the horned man suddenly threw the statue over and smashed it directly into the green flame!

As the green flame swayed, it almost went out like a candle in the wind, but it finally stabilized.

"..."

The green flame was silent, and even the frequency of its jumping became extremely low, as if it was in slow motion.

"Do you feel it? The gaze of the great one?" The horned man sneered.

"..."

The speed of the green flame jumping became slower and slower, and finally it even stopped, as if it was not a ball of flame, but an ice sculpture frozen in the air.

"...felt... felt...."

The green flame jumped mechanically, as if a video with frames pulled out.

"You took my things and dared to disobey me. I really don't know where you got the courage."

At this point, the horned man raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

"...Within three days, I want you to find a way to break through the defense of that courtyard. If you still dare to disobey, I will not be the one to punish you."

The bull-horned man's eyes were cold.

"...Yes."

The green flames stuttered.

"Now, get out."

"Yes."

The green flames flashed and then disappeared into the air.

The bull-headed man's eyes moved to the distance again, looking at the junction of the sea and the fog in thought, and began to chew again.

After an unknown amount of time, a bird flew over from nowhere and landed in front of the bull-headed man.

"Hello, Hakata, Saint." The bird bowed gracefully with his chest touched.

"Take this."

As he spoke, a swordfish statue landed in front of the bird.

"This is..."

"I want you to find a way to break that yard. Even if you can't break it, you have to hold it back... You must not let it move forward."

The bull-horned man paused, then emphasized: "This is the will of the great one."

"... As ordered."

The bird's voice was a little serious. After picking up the swordfish statue on the ground, it suddenly disappeared with a "bang", leaving only a few feathers slowly falling.

The bull-horned man's face remained unchanged, and he continued to stand on the cliff, staring at the sea in the distance in a daze.

And in the sky behind him, outside the hole that seemed like a broken glass cover, a huge eyeball that could fill half of the sky was staring coldly at the world...

... and the back of the bull-horned man.

...

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The fog suddenly swirled, rolling up the yellow sand all over the sky.

Suddenly, a yellow object was thrown out by the vortex and soon merged into the yellow sand and disappeared.

"Is that... wind? Or something else?"

A soldier standing at the edge of the fog, wearing colorful armor, suddenly stood up and muttered to himself in confusion.

"It may be space turbulence..." Next to the soldier, a man in blue overalls stood up from various building debris, "It's not safe here anymore."

"... A world without people will eventually die." The colorful armored soldier muttered in a low voice.

"Ah? What did you say?"

"I mean..." He repeated again, "Why, you haven't heard of it?"

"Ha, for us, the lower class who work hard, it's hard enough to just survive. We have no channels and no time to listen to these highbrow things..."

"This is not highbrow." The colorful armored soldier silently endured the other party's sarcasm, but just smiled and said, "This is the information broadcast by the main station... I heard that if a world is without people, it will soon be swallowed by the fog."

"... So what? What does it have to do with us, the lower class who eat three steamed buns a day?" The man in blue overalls leaned on the crowbar and used the time to talk to recover his strength.

"Why is it not related?"

The colored armored warrior seriously retorted: "If the central station's inference is correct, then the world with more people will 'grow' in the opposite direction into the fog, and we will have more living space."

"With more arable land, there will be more food. With more food, you can eat 6 steamed buns after working for a day... How can it not be related?"

The colored armored warrior said it very seriously, but the man in blue overalls didn't take it to heart at all.

"Oh, it sounds good... When I can get 6 steamed buns, the grain output must have increased by three or four times, right? Isn't it that you 'elites' eat more and take more?"

"I... Alas."

Faced with such a heart-wrenching question, the colored armored man wanted to defend himself, but in the end he chose to shut up and end the topic.

Who doesn't want to eat more and take more?

If we continue to discuss it, I'm afraid we won't be able to solve the problem even if we fight until our heads are broken.

So, in the end, the two chose to end the topic in silence.

In a place that no one noticed, an orange figure stood up out of boredom, adjusted the position of the milk cap feather hat with its hind legs, and then disappeared with a "whoosh" after determining the direction.

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