Chapter 699 (1/2)

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!”