Under the curtain of darkness, some long-lost touch was surging in Serpres' dark consciousness.
Too long, too long...
Finally, I waited for this opportunity...
The coldness and sinking brought by death were like a deep abyss, constantly pulling at his will.
What was once vivid, what was once fiery, has now turned into coldness and decay.
This is the price that must be paid, the sacrifice that is due for trying to steal the power of death with a mortal body...
Cypress refuses the call of death.
In a sense, this is also the origin of his current weird appearance.
He used his mortal flesh and blood to accomplish the astonishing feat of stealing the power of death.
Yet he refused the call of death and even tried to completely rebel against the path of death...
Therefore, he received the most direct impact from the concept of death.
The magnificent epic legendary arena seems to have been given a certain cold meaning under Serpres's cold gaze at this moment.
Here, his strength and his will are no longer restricted.
The surrounding ground gradually began to condense with frost, which symbolized withering and condensation.
And in the frost, some taboo power that is against death is being nurtured.
The enemy this time will be more powerful than ever before, and it is also the so-called fate that gives him the final verdict...
Serpres knew this very well.
Otherwise, the comprehensive network will not send him over first.
Serpres is good at studying and utilizing the power of order and rules.
He will find out the parts that are good for him and avoid those that are bad for him.
Just like now, he knows why he got a little playing time.
Of course, the Space-Time Arena will only evaluate combat effectiveness based on the relevant abilities that contestants have already demonstrated.
Just like those space-time phantoms, they will only display the abilities they have already demonstrated in the historical events of the relevant timeline.
He only has one chance...
Serpres realizes this clearly.
For the sake of this final victory, even in the worst situation in the previous game, he still held back forcefully.
Perhaps for both sides, this battle was a combination of luck and misfortune.
Serpres stroked the cold skull staff in his hand and was thinking.
Everything has been planned for a long time, now we are just waiting for the stage to open...
No matter how outrageous the opponent is, Serpres has already prepared a way to deal with it.
In Serpres' view, there was no luck at all in obtaining the ultimate artifact "outside of destiny".
In the final battle, I don’t want to imagine what kind of weak opponent I will encounter.
Prior to this, Serpres had collected all the game data of the Time and Space Arena during this timeline.
Those are all overlords with different time and space, and they are undoubtedly the chosen ones of the planes.
Serpres has made sufficient detailed preparations for each contestant.
The cold life given by death indeed deprived him of many living pleasures.
But as this cold gift, he also had enough time and unlimited energy to carry out these plans.
Of course, the premise is to withstand the eternal and never-ending erosion of death.
Just like those lichs who were once wise or kind, they will gradually lose their passion for the living.
"Even if you hate me, you will drag this kingdom into the abyss."
"But the facts prove: there is no better choice than this..."
"I will not let even a single part of the kingdom's land be occupied by those barbaric guys."
"And now, it's time for it to return..."
"So, bless me, if your souls have not been completely swallowed up..."
Serpres stretched out his left hand, as pale as a bone, from the cloak condensed by the deep dark energy.
That formed an extremely strong contrast with the palm on his right that held the skull staff and was filled with the fresh breath of flesh and blood.
So, the curtain falls.
Following the relevant prompts from the comprehensive network, Serpres' cold consciousness could not help but show some fluctuations.
It's him……
Some tough guys...
However, it is not without flaws...
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"Network reminder: Transmission successful, you have entered the epic legendary exotic time and space arena!"
"Tips from the Internet: Based on the relevant rules of the Epic Legendary Alien Arena, your opponent has obtained relevant modified preparation time."
"Tips from the Internet: As a back-up participant, you have the authority to start the battle. You can choose to start the countdown for this round of battle within one natural day at the latest..."
Yi Xia's eyes were filled with endless fire, and she glanced at the prompt message that refreshed on her retina.
His majestic body overlooked the land before him.
This is a huge arena, and the ground is covered with large, flat, tough stone slabs that glow with a dark luster.
Because she smelled something familiar, Yi Xia couldn't help but take another look at these stone slabs.
This thing smells a bit like some of the products of exploding stars...
Of course, compared with the universe, in this orderly material world, the smell of these slabs is not as strong.
Can it be considered unique?
Judging from Yi Xia's rich experience in this field, at least when the fight begins, these stone slabs should not be so easily damaged.
The entire arena is made of this tough stone slab.
Apart from this, there is nothing else.
Of course, now, due to the opponent's early preparation, some areas have been covered with a layer of frost, which makes Yi Xia feel a little awkward.
To say it was awkward didn't mean that the frost gave Yi Xia such a dangerous touch.
Rather, it is more like the physical discomfort that mortal beings see when they see a creature that should be dead in theory dragging its organs and climbing up.
Undead life?
Or something more taboo and grotesque?
Regarding these chaotic existences, Yi Xia, who already had enough relevant experience, locked his eyes on a small figure among them at a glance.
It was a humanoid being, perhaps a little stouter than a conventional human being.
It was wrapped in a layer of profound power, and Yi Xia could only vaguely see some of its outer qualities.
The other party seemed to be looking at Yi Xia at this moment.
Yi Xia could feel some kind of cold and powerful will in the other person's eyes.
But no matter what, the opponent didn't look like he could have a passionate fight with him.
This made Yi Xia somewhat disappointed.
As someone who can obtain the innate treasure in the last round, there is no doubt about the opponent's strength.
As for the combat experience?
That's another level of things...
Sensing the strong aura of darkness and evil on the other side, Yi Xia didn't bother to communicate with him.
The next moment, he directly chose to start the battle with his consciousness.
So, the next moment, the two of them received relevant prompt information from the comprehensive network...
And on the other side:
"Due to the relevant operating rules of the Alien Time and Space Arena, this round of competition is beyond the scope of regular viewing. Please obtain relevant permissions before viewing..."
"Insufficient permissions, no signal access..."
Yuan Xian and others: Huh?
This chapter has been completed!