High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late Chapter 451 - 344: Black Fog Monster, Fireseed Inheritance,

[Is the Black Mist raging?]

The Giant touching the corpse of his kin slowly opened his eyes, filled with intense sorrow.

In an instant, a century seed to pass.

Su Mu felt as if he was watching a long tragic movie.

The protagonist of the movie was once an enthusiastic young Relic Giant, full of light and energy.

The beginning of the story was sowhat cliché, a passionate young man who resolutely went to the border in pursuit of his dream to beco a border garrison, protecting his people.

The first half of his life was spent in rigorous training, which might seem dull and monotonous to others.

But Su Mu felt a slight tremor in his heart because he saw his own shadow in the young man.

He was not of this world, having crossed over into this world. Facing a completely unfamiliar world, he, like a rootless duckweed, had to train like mad to survive and beco a Martial Artist.

As his thoughts returned, the film stopped abruptly at a critical point in the previously peaceful and monotonous path of cultivation.

And there was no going back...

The second half of the movie turned extrely heavy.

The battles never ceased, one after another.

This was a tragic movie, with no happy endings, so every battle was accompanied with bloodshed and death, and not in small numbers.

The comrades around the young man, his training officer, the Elder, and the temperantal little Fierce Beast he secretly fed out of border frustration, all left him one by one.

The world of the movie, the scenes of the movie, the mories of the young man are always covered with a haze of gray, filled with sorrow, regret, and pain in every corner of his mory.

Finally, the screen of the movie shifts, lingering long on the border line of Area 17, the walls shattered under the endless black mist, the sky, the earth, terrifying monsters sweeping through the world, and the black mist veiling the sky and earth.

In desperate screams, an elder in the city embraces his underage granddaughter, whispering softly, "Don’t be afraid, Grandpa is here, Grandpa will always be with you..."

In the end, everything disappeared and shattered, that powerlessness against endless black mist, that helplessness of watching everything you treasure being swallowed by the black mist, even Su Mu, with his steely willpower, was moved.

Because...

This might also be Su Mu’s future.

In that mont, at this mont.

In so ways, his situation is astonishingly similar to the young Giant’s.

The world seems like a huge cycle, inexhaustible.

"Rest in peace, may you find comfort on your journey..."

After witnessing the life of the young Giant, Su Mu did not indulge much in this sorrow, he gathered himself and moved forward.

Phew-----

Su Mu exhaled lightly, the sadness in his eyes slowly fading away, returning to his usual resolve, then he looked into the distance.

"This ti, I finally saw it..."

In this disaster movie from the perspective of the young Giant, the black mist seed to be covered by an invisible hand, like a mosaic that Su Mu couldn’t directly look at, but he noticed the monsters sweeping in along with the black mist.

"If I’m not mistaken, the giant pits in the Giant’s mory are what we now know as Beast Caves, the Giant Beast Cave didn’t suddenly appear a thousand years ago but has existed since the Giant’s era..."

As for why it suddenly disappeared, Su Mu wasn’t sure, but that’s not the point.

"The monsters beneath the black mist are most likely not others, but Fierce Beasts controlled by the black mist."

"There is so kind of close connection between the black mist and the Beast Cave."

Su Mu’s eyes narrowed, the Fierce Beasts controlled by the black mist in the Giant’s mory differ greatly from the Fierce Beasts in his impression, so much that he dared not imdiately confirm at first sight.

"Perhaps this Giant’s strength wasn’t enough to reach the frontline against the black mist, or maybe Area 17 was too remote..."

A flurry of thoughts, Su Mu’s heart sank.

The young Giant’s final size touched thirty ters, even if not Grandmaster Level, it’s not far off, and with the Giant’s powerful race, crossing realms, at least minor realms, is an easy matter in battle.

Is such power rely cannon fodder before the catastrophe?

At this mont, the ground began to tremble.

Having experienced this before, Su Mu knew well it’s a sign of the incoming black mist, and without hesitation, he leapt out of the shattered basin.

Before the black mist arrives, he wanted to attempt touching the mories of other fallen Giants.

To glimpse more truths, to gather more information, he must reach out to more powerful Giants.

Su Mu instantly locked onto a target.

In the next mont.

Like an arrow off the string, a faint golden flash swept across the shattered land, a sharp long whistle echoed through the sky.

As Su Mu began to sprint wildly.

The aura within this body underwent a subtle change, this change was unfamiliar, yet also very familiar.

Su Mu trembled all over, finding it sowhat unbelievable as he entered the state of Introspection, his powerful Spiritual Power instantly capturing the trajectory of this aura.

After clearly seeing the track of this aura.

In an instant.

Su Mu’s eyes flickered with an incredible light; he recognized what it was.

"This, could it be...the Breathing Technique the young Giant practiced after joining the Garrison Team?!"

The form of the Giant racing across the earth suddenly paused, halted mid-rush, its heavy feet landing on the ground, causing fine sounds as the earth cracked.

Su Mu believed he hadn’t seen it wrong, because in that disaster movie, he had seen the young Giant spend a long ti on this Breathing Technique.