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Chapter 38 When the Trumpet of Doom Sounds

The first time Zagreus blew the horn of doom, he did not feel any effort. The divine power consumed in his body was far less than he had imagined.

Perhaps it’s because the world is about to die, but unfortunately the horn of doom can only be blown once a day.

What he didn't know was that when the horn sounded, it scared the survivors hiding in the protective circle.

Li Ming was originally just an office worker, working from nine to five every day. Since the doomsday, although he was not among the first batch of evolvers, he did gain superpowers in the second round of evolution.

He gained the ability of light attribute, which can be regarded as the logistics department. At the beginning, he could simply purify pollution, which can be regarded as a healing ability. As a rare medical personnel, he was able to thrive in the large army.

Later, his abilities evolved and he could not only purify pollution, but also enchant weapons and cause great damage to contaminated objects.

Gradually, he climbed to the first echelon among the superpowers, but unfortunately he was still unable to reverse the situation in the end and could only hide in this small circle of protection.

Since entering this protection circle, he has been looking at the dark world outside day after day. There were many survivors before, but some of them could not bear it for a long time and rushed out of the protection circle. Li Ming has never seen them again.

As for suicide, it's not that he hasn't thought about it. Everyone can see that the world has come to an end, but there are still some people who want to live, so he doesn't dare to die, because he is the only one with superpowers who can speed up the growth of plants in the protection circle.

Yes, in the past, no matter how lethal his ability was to contaminated bodies, it only had this one effect at this time.

The situations of the other survivors were similar. The ability that originally controlled people's minds could only be used to calm their spirits here. The fire element could only bring fire to others in the evening. At this point, there was no need to fight anymore. The only reason for them to gather together was to survive.

Now all the remaining people rely on his abilities to survive, so he is barely alive, living a repetitive life every day like a walking corpse.

Just like this, a month has passed in the protection circle. The endless desolation has left the remaining people with only dull eyes. They don’t know why they must survive, but some invisible will has been influencing them.

Today, like every day, Li Ming used his supernatural powers to water all the vegetables, then sat quietly on the recliner looking at the glowing dome. As the allocator and manager of resources, after taking care of the plants it was his rest time. With nothing to do, the only thing he could do was to recover and stare blankly.

So as the recliner swayed, Li Ming was about to fall asleep. He didn't have to worry about a sneak attack. The consequence of using his abilities extensively was that his mental state was always in a bad state. As a result, when he was half asleep and half awake, he suddenly heard a dull horn sound coming from the sky.

The huge and sudden sound startled Li Ming and he quickly stood up from the recliner. This sound also broke the silence that had lasted for half a year. The other survivors immediately put down what they were doing and ran out of the room, carefully looking for the source of the sound.

Unfortunately, the horn only sounded once, and the survivors searched the entire protection circle but could not find the source of the sound. If not everyone was sure that they heard it, Li Ming would have thought he was hallucinating.

It was not until the evening of the next day that the strange horn sounded again. This time the horn sounded twice. When Li Ming came out, he only saw a huge shadow above the dome slowly disappearing.

But for some reason, Li Ming felt a little uneasy. His ability was particularly sensitive to the surrounding environment, as if he felt that some bad changes were happening. However, no matter how he searched, he could not find the problem.

He originally wanted to tell others, but when he went back and saw the numbness in others' eyes, he chose to keep it secret for the time being. After all, he had no other evidence, and telling it now would only cause more trouble for everyone. He could only suppress this uneasy feeling.

But it was not until the third day that Li Ming discovered something was wrong. When he arrived at the greenhouse early in the morning, he found that all the plants planted in the base had withered, as if they had all died overnight.

He hurriedly moved to the new sowing area where the seeds he had just planted were, and then increased the control of his supernatural powers over this area. He wanted to give birth to new plants as soon as possible, but this time he was almost exhausted and the seeds still showed no signs of germinating.

He knew he was in trouble, so he hurried to check the withered plants. Then something happened that made him despair. The roots of the plants had rotted, and the muddy roots carried all the soil that had turned into sand, emitting a disgusting smell. He could only throw them away.

He hurried to check other supplies and found that it was not just the soil and plants that had problems. Some man-made things were fine, but all natural products began to rot to varying degrees.

The most critical thing is that all the clean water sources in the base have been exhausted, and the water in the previous reservoir has become turbid at some point.

Fortunately, Li Ming was able to purify the water with his own ability, and there was some spare food that could be used for a simple transition. He immediately gathered and told the other survivors, and told others about the matter. Then those who used water powers also found that the water vapor in the air began to decrease. He could only go back to gather water immediately. The others also hurried to check if there was any situation in other places. For a while, an uneasy atmosphere began to appear in the base.

But Li Ming had a vague feeling that this was related to the horn sounds two days ago, but now he could only try his best to appease the remaining few people. He was going to wait until dusk to see if the horn sounds again.

Zagreus was completely immersed in the horn in his hand at this time and did not notice how panicked the survivors were.

He stared at the unicorn horn in his hand that was shining with silver light. After injecting divine power into it, his eyes flickered with anticipation and excitement. Finally, after shaking it continuously, he discovered some wonderful changes in it. Some mysterious substance began to appear in the horn that was originally calm.

This substance made Zagros feel extremely satisfied and delighted, so he raised the horn above his head without hesitation. As his arm swung, the horn cut through the space and tore open cracks, which were then absorbed by the horn. Zagros could vaguely see a liquid object slowly emerging from the horn. This was the energy that the Doomsday Horn absorbed from the destruction of the world.

When the first sound of the horn sounded, the Horn of Doom began to intercept energy from the destruction of all things. This energy was continuously injected into the horn. As long as the liquid in the horn gradually filled to the limit, the Horn of Doom would return all the accumulated power to Zagreus at once.

According to Zagros's judgment, if he gets a feedback, he can directly advance to the third stage. It's a pity that this world is too low-level and is at the end of destruction.

Judging from the current situation, he estimates that the energy he has collected is less than one percent, but it is better than nothing. After all, the destruction of the world has already begun, and he only got involved at the last moment. It would be good enough if he could get a little bit. But looking at the current situation, it is unknown how many days this world can last.

Zagreus sighed and could only continue to throw the horn into the world.