Sixty thousand years ago. hell slaughter arena
The rolling snow covered the sky like the white fur of a giant beast, blocking their vision.
Winter had arrived on this continent.
In the south, the temperature had only begun to drop imperceptibly. In the early morning, frost could be seen on the windows. However, here, at the extreme north end of the continent, there was already an endless expanse of desolation.
Large pieces of ice floating on the surface of the sea collided with each other from time to time, making a loud and sharp roar between heaven and earth. The collapsed ice blocks smashed into the sea, setting off white waves.
After several days of heavy snow, the vast black frozen earth had turned into a vast snowfield. This was already the northernmost land. The endless glaciers were like the sharp teeth of a monster that tightly bit the ends of the world together. The horizon disappeared under the dazzling white ice.
The sky was blocked by thick clouds, and the light seemed to be covered by a layer of dust as it scattered on the ground.
The towering glacial cliffs on both sides gradually tightened in front of them, turning into a canyon that was getting narrower and narrower. At the far end of the world in front of them, the glacial cliffs merged together, revealing only a gloomy bottomless pit. No one knew where it led to.
The rolling snowflakes in the sky seemed to be attracted by a mysterious force, violently rolling into the black cave, and then disappeared in a deathly silence.
It was as if he was being swallowed by something…
"Squeak!"
"Squeak!"
A voice came from the depths of the cave.
It was like the shrieks of some giant insect from hell. Every shrill scream that passed through one's eardrums was creepy.
At first, it sounded like the scream of a giant spider before it was burned to death. However, after listening for a long time, it revealed a kind of terrifying pleasure. It became similar to the scream of a little girl, the kind of psychedelic scream that was mixed with intense pain and crazy pleasure.
The girl was already standing at the entrance of the cave.
The sound of the blizzard had already disappeared.
All sounds seemed to be swallowed by the huge hole in front of him.
In the vast silence, there was only the occasional piercing scream that sounded like metal being cut. The girl's pupils were surging with chaotic light. Her expression looked extremely frightened, but it also showed a chaotic yearning, which made people's backs turn cold. Her pupils were still trembling, like two pools of melted gold paint.
The girl opened his eyes, her amber pupils reflecting the bottomless darkness of the cave.
In the oppressive silence, a sound suddenly came. It was dull but light, like the gurgling sound of blood flowing in narrow veins.
The girl lowered her head. On the white ice surface, a trace of bluish-black something that looked like a twisted vein spread from the cave to her feet at a moderate speed. It was like a small stream of black blood that was flowing forward under the ice.
The girl squatted down and lowered her head. It seemed that there was an irresistible temptation pulling her towards the black blood vein.
She lowered her face, as if she wanted to see that strange thing more clearly. Inch by inch, she pressed her face closer to the ice, her small body in a twisted position.
However, she did not know that veins that were as dense as earthworms were appearing on her delicate and fair face. They were growing more and more dense and clearer.
As the girl's amber pupils gradually approached the ice surface, they gradually turned into a chaotic black color, as if a few pitch-black goldfish were swimming in his pupils.
"Gurgling!"
Suddenly, there was the sound of a pulse. The thin vein-like thing under the ice instantly expanded from the depths of the cave to the ice under the girl's feet, turning into a black tube-like object as thick as an arm.
Suddenly, darkness flashed in front of the girl's eyes. Before she could see it clearly, her vision blurred. A ball of mist swirled over and wrapped around the girl, pulling her out of the cave in an instant.
The young man could only hear the rapid sound of water droplets breaking, which filled his eardrums. He could not see what was happening in front of him at all. There were only countless transparent water droplets that were like sharp blades, cutting the air like cloth.
"Do you know that you almost died just now?”
A human voice came from the rapidly spinning airflow. There was no emotion or age in his voice. It was like pure water and air. It was a very gentle boy's voice, but because there was an indescribable coldness in it, it felt very young.
The red-robed girl raised her still frightened face, and her pupils gradually condensed from chaotic darkness into a golden amber color.
When she refocused her gaze, the young girl found that in the chaotic airflow that was gradually dissipating in front of her, a black-haired young man who seemed to be about her age was staring at her coldly.
A few strands of hair floated in front of his forehead, and the wind blew his fur collar, faintly revealing the golden pattern on his chest.
In the cold snow, the black-haired youth was only wearing a purple-black robe, as if he was not afraid of the cold. The white cloak on his body was like a weightless cloud, floating around him, not affected by the raging storm in the slightest.
The black-haired youth turned his back to the red-robed girl. The red-robed girl followed his back and looked at the entrance of the cave in front of her. At this moment, a hand that was firmly frozen on the ground where she was squatting just now broke out of the ice and froze in the snow in a terrifying posture as if it was a vengeful spirit from hell.
If he hadn't been saved by this youth just now, that black, charred hand would have already strangled his throat.
Upon closer inspection, the hand didn't look like a normal hand. It only had four fingers, and each finger had sharp black nails. On the twisted and sharp skin, there were red blisters that looked like pustules, and on them was a sticky liquid that looked like pus and blood.
The black-haired youth turned around and walked up to the red-robed girl, looking at her fair and exquisite face and amber eyes.
The sunlight shone on the red-robed girl's faintly exposed black diamond crown, reflecting countless rainbow halos, illuminating the black-haired youth's dreamy eyes. His pupils seemed to be filled with diamonds of all sizes. His hair was as calm as the night.
" Who are you?" the black-haired youth asked.
"My name is Vivian," the red-robed girl said doubtfully.”
The surrounding wind seemed to have stopped. The smell coming from the black-haired youth was like a clean spice, elegant and noble.
"Who are you? Why did you come to Thule?" The young black-haired youth stood on the snow-white ice, as if he was born for this world of ice and snow. He was mysterious and pure, and his entire body flickered with the light of diamonds.
"My name is Kaos." The black-haired youth also introduced himself.
The air was filled with the smell of snowflakes and spices. The grand and sacred sunlight poured down from above, as if it was shrouded in a huge fate.
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