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Chapter 1486: The King of Slayer

"Reality is full of disputes, star maps reveal the arrival of distorted possibilities, the virtual world is no longer safe, shelters are constantly attacked, war is not our nature, but now we have to adapt to it."

Soshiyang followed the stone sedan chair along the echoed corridor, and some pictures appeared on the wall.

Those huge green beasts are fighting metal-like skeletons and weird gods under the leadership of those white individuals. In addition, there are more wars in which strange-shaped lives are also involved.

And at a higher level of the battlefield, two weird faces emerged from the vast ocean, together they took a terrifying roaring form, and shattered piles of twisted ghosts with their sharp teeth in a sea of ​​nothingness--they looked like some kind of primitive raiders attacking the round sanctuaries with their claws and fangs, while two huge faces defended the sanctuaries to bite the primitive raiders.

Soshiyan didn't know whether this was his imagination or what happened.

The light turns the next picture into a vivid relief—the metal skeletons, led by their terrifying gods, turned one world after another into ruins.

The mountain peaks collapsed, the corpses accumulated, but the life was slaughtered did not disappear. Instead, it flashed like a dancing shadow, as if it had become another form. For some reason, this picture made Suo Shiyang feel deeply uneasy.

"The powers in this world are already difficult to fight against them. We need soldiers who are more proficient in the power of the virtual realm. The power of the virtual realm is their only weakness, or the power they cannot control."

Before they knew it, they were approaching the end of the passage, and the cruel picture stopped mercifully.

"Come on, there are some things you should see."

Finally, the group stopped in front of a huge closed portal, and the lines here became brighter, and Soshiyan saw them arranged in an image of asteroid belt.

The owner of the stone sedan chair stretched out a dry arm forward and placed his palm flat in front of the portal.

Then, a roar came from the portal and the stone slowly disappeared into the wall above.

Behind the door is a wide hexagonal room, with some translucent living organisms shaped like multi-legged insects controlling the complex lens array on the ceiling, and those huge lenses with diameters exceeding five meters will soften, focusing amber beams onto the central base.

On that platform stands a thick, elliptical stone.

Its appearance is potholes and scarred, but not broken, and when energy washes it, it seems to emit light from the inside.

It seemed as if Soshiyang was approaching, the stone twitched, and then twitched again after a short interval.

As the shaking suddenly stopped, a fertile silence enveloped it, and then the intensity of the light beam became more and more dazzling, and the internal light of the stone was magnified and suddenly cracked and spread along the surface.

Soshiyan finally realized that this was not a stone.

With a click, the side of the ellipse cracked, revealing a slender arm from the crack, wrapped in embryo liquid and stuck.

Then there was the head, which looked bare, had fragile limbs, pointed little ears, and slender eyes were tightly closed.

With the tiny force, it weakly and struggled to pull itself into the light, then swayed onto the top of the base, shaking while trying to climb back into the shell.

Soshiyang walked forward, stretched out his arm, was about to pick it up and put it back on the pedestal, but the other party didn't seem to want to leave his arms, and his little hands clutched him tightly, curled up in his arms and seemed to fall asleep.

"A brand new race, a brand new life, you will lead them to fight in the future, and in a sense, they are your children."

Child? Such a strange and strange concept.

"They don't have names yet, maybe you can get one for them."

Soshiyan stared at the baby in his arms, nodded, and whispered like thunder.

"Ada—"

"Hahaha! I deserve it! I deserve it! This is the ending of delusion and overestimating my ability!"

Victor, who was helped up from the ground by his servant, looked at Soshiyan, who was like a torch and burst into laughter.

But after a few seconds, his smile immediately frozen.

The flames soaring into the sky swelled outwards. With a loud roar, the sparks scattered everywhere, and then quickly converged, first at the tip of the sword, then at the hilt of the sword, the handguard, the shoulders, and the helmet, and finally condensed into a winged phoenix on the chest.

The flames re-formed a tall figure, and the red cloak like a flame was floating behind him, and the hot light reflected from him, and even Kayang had to look away.

After a few seconds, the strong light slightly dissipated, and Kayang, who had recovered his sight, made a rare "swear word".

"Damn, where is this?"

The broken power armor on Soshiyang itself has disappeared, replaced by a set of classic silver-red armor, which is in segmented overall shape. The breastplate seems to be covered with scales. Each piece of armor is engraved with strange symbols. The shoulder armor on both sides is like two burning fire clouds. The golden belt is engraved with three red gems. The towering helmet is a phoenix with wings sweeping back and slightly hanging its head. Soshiyang under the helmet is looking at the sword in his hand blankly.

The one-handed sword that was originally suitable for the spiritual race has now changed its appearance, becoming a two-handed sword that can be used by Soshiyang. The hilt is raised with wings and a dazzling gem is inlaid in the middle. The sword is engraved with some strange symbol that does not belong to the spiritual race, which is very similar to the symbol that Soshiyang saw in the stone chamber before.

"Um!?"

Talos was stunned, Okam was stunned, or everyone was stunned.

At this moment, the originally noisy battlefield was silent, and all the spiritual races stopped their movements and stared at Soshiyang straight, unable to say a word—

"I--"

After more than ten seconds of stalemate, when the words slid out of Soshiyang's throat, some wave-like ripples passed through the consciousness of the entire spiritual race, as if a jagged blade was dragged across a metal plate.

They couldn't help but tremble, as if their souls were touched by something.

"Kill him! Kill this ape! Why are you still standing there!!!"

Suddenly, Victor's howling mixed with resentment and fear broke the silence, and his pale face showed a rare twist, the calmness of the past had disappeared, and his slender arms were trembling at Soshiyan, as if it was his eternal nightmare.

"Kill him!!!"

However, no one made any moves, and even the confidants who surrounded Soshiyan, who were just trembling with their shoulders and their throats froze.

It’s not that they don’t want to take action, but they can’t control themselves at all. They can’t drive their limbs to attack the human in front of them, as if a certain mechanism at the genetic level has been activated.

boom------

At this moment, a loud thunderous sound came, and the dome of the Kane Temple was suddenly torn apart by huge, rotten vines.

Then the suffocating stench slanted down with the thick green fog, and then there were raindrops, light green raindrops.

Among them, there was a loud laugh like a boiling swamp that resounded through the sky.


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