Sun God Marvel Chapter 1359: After the millennium, the first chapter

Selina still couldn't stop Smith Zhou from doing something to her after all. This disparity in power is the key factor that determines all of this.

No one knows what she will face, just like no one knows that Serena has fallen into Smith Zhou's hands. No matter it was Zhou Yi or the light messengers under him, they all thought Serena was still performing her mission and was still looking for the fellow Rama Mujam in the vast crowd. They were still waiting for Serena’s good news, but what they didn’t expect was that they did not wait for Serena, but instead waited for Ramammujam’s own delivery.

After countless trials and tribulations, Rama Mujam, who had already become like a ghost on earth, finally crossed most of the land of India and came to the sanctuary. And he can do this step entirely because his will to revenge is supporting his body.

You know, what his body has become like now. There is almost no good skin, every time he makes a movement, he will have a pain all over his body being scraped by a knife. He can't breathe normally, eat normally, because these organs in his body are more or less damaged. This kind of person is only suitable for lying on the sickbed and lingering, not so long and desperate for revenge.

But Rama Mujam did just that. His desire for revenge is so powerful that he has gone on this death trek completely regardless of his own life.

No one knows why he did this, and no one knows how he did it. Today India has become a wasteland, and this land is full of dangers that can kill people. Radiation, those mutated Beast, and wanderers more terrifying than Beast. These are the existences that can easily take his life from Yi (easy). Even if he was lucky enough to safely avoid all this, these thousands of kilometers would be enough to destroy his body and take away his fragile life.

This can already be said to be a miracle of life. When Rama Mujam just appeared in front of the sanctuary, he was equivalent to using his own life to verify that a person’s will can do it. What a terrible point. That is the power that transcends the limit, something that the so-called science and all conventional can't explain. There is no reason for such a person to be unable to do what he wants to do, even if he is now at his limit.

Yes, even across a thousand miles, even Rama Mujam's will has reached its limit. If he hadn't been able to see where the shelter was before, he could still hold on with that breath, holding on to the pain in his body. So now, when he stood in front of the sanctuary and looked up at the sanctuary of the gods, the will to support all his actions in his heart could not stop weakening.

The goal is right in front of him. He knows very well that as long as he walks in and shouts his name, then it is possible for him to realize his desire for revenge in his heart. This sober cognition gave him an illusion that he had fulfilled his long-cherished wish in his heart. And it was precisely this illusion that all the pain he had endured before also crazily rushed from every corner of his body at this time.

This is his body's Jedi counterattack against the will, and the last attack from reality to the soul. Many people fell on this step, just as many of the Antarctic explorers in the past died before the extreme. Rama Mujam will naturally be no exception at this time.

He hasn't had a good rest after walking for thousands of miles. At this time, he really can't help but want to take a good rest. His brain and his muscles told him so, and in order to break his will, these warnings from his body directly caused him to collapse to the ground.

He was buried in the dirty soil. The excitement from the soil and gravel made him feel as if he had fallen into a pan, suffering to the extreme. But soon this suffering has subsided, replaced by tiredness and sleepiness that sprout from deep in the brain.

It's as if the pain is not important at this time, as long as he sleeps well, everything can pass safely. It sounds very good, but such an ending is unacceptable by Rama Mujam anyway.

He knows very well what it means to fall asleep at this time. He knew very well how far he was from the long-cherished wish in his heart. He couldn't give up at this time. He had endured so much pain before and didn't give up. How could he compromise with reality now.

At this moment, the will burst out again, and the soul that had been weakened like a candle in the wind suddenly rose up like a barrel of gasoline at this moment. Although this couldn't change Rama Mujam's body, it made him stand up like a okay person at this time. But it was enough for him to overcome the desire to fall asleep, causing him to charge towards his goal once again.

This charge is only spiritual, not physical. The body that can only crawl in the mud like a maggot can't use the word charge, but all his movements and his crazy spirit can be called so.

He buckled his fingers in the mud and dragged his nearly collapsed body forward little by little. The hard soil and rocks pierced his skin, eroded his flesh and blood, and exposed his bones, but it did not make him groan at all. Because at this time, pain is no longer important. Even if his body is convulsing because of this pain, his will is enough to overwhelm all of this, so that he always maintains and moves forward firmly.

He just crawled forward so firmly, toward his goal. The blood gushed from his body, and a long trace was soaked behind him. The people around him saw this trace, and they couldn't help but scream and tremble.

Weird people like Rama Mujam appeared next to them, and they noticed it early on. When he collapsed to the ground, many people reacted indifferently to him. This is not to say that they lack any sympathy, but in this wasteland, sympathy and morality are no longer there. Even if they can't manage them, they have the time to take care of a dying person, at most, at most, that is, they just sigh at him in their hearts.

However, Ramah Mujam's next reaction was beyond their expectations. They couldn't think of the power that burst from there for such a person who was about to die, causing him to do such a terrible thing.

Doesn’t it hurt to do that? It hurts to think about it. Just the white bones on the fingers can make the teeth sore. It is hard to imagine how intense the pain on that broken body will be. Ordinary people don't dare to make such assumptions, they can only watch such a guy staggering forward in awe. Neither dared to stop, nor dared to lend a helping hand.

A person who can be so cruel to himself is certainly not an offensive person. Either there is a huge ambition, or there is a terrible hatred. It wouldn't be a good thing to get infected with either of the two, so as long as they are smart, they won't choose to get infected with such a guy.

Are there any smart people here? Maybe not before, but those who survived such disasters would not be qualified to survive if they didn't learn to be smarter. Everyone has become smarter, so naturally, at this time, everyone silently evaded and gave way to such a dangerous and troublesome existence. A passage leading to the gate of the shelter.

They did it for themselves, but anyway, they did it for Ramamujam in the end. In the usual time, maybe he would say thank you to these people. But now, who was carrying a deep hatred of blood, he really didn't feel that way. So he just stayed silent, competing with his body, and continued his journey little by little.

This is a long journey, especially for his body. His excessive demands on the body made the sequelae that broke out at this time deadly enough, blood has been flowing in the rest of him, from bright red colors to dirty blood scabs. It's hard to tell how much blood he shed from crawling along the way. And until he finally approached the finish line, his body was a little hollowed out. Because there was no more blood flowing under him at that time.

The glaring red almost dries up in the end, which is not a good thing. Does a person who has run out of blood still have a chance to survive? Everyone knows it. Is such a lunatic still going to die here in the end? Some people have already sighed in their hearts, but just as they sighed, the figure of a light messenger had already descended in front of them~IndoMTL.com~ This seems to be a hope, everyone knows. The messengers of light are the messengers of gods, and they can do such miraculous things as bringing the dead back to life. But whether they will do this, these people are not sure. They are also unwilling to encourage these divine messengers for someone who doesn't know anyone, and they don't want to lose their chance because of such a person.

Everyone was silent, and in this silence, Rama Mujam was already struggling to climb in front of the light messenger, clinging tightly to his ankle with his filthy hands, and then He spit out such a voice forcefully from his throat.

"Take me in, take me to your master. I have something to tell him, I have a very important thing to tell him. Let me in, let me in!"

"You can't go in!"

Although he didn't kick him away with a kick, the words spoken from the Lightbringer's mouth were more cruel than this kind of action.

"You filthy soul is not qualified to walk in there. It is impossible for your sins to be redeemed. Give up, just die here. Maybe this is the best destination for you!"