The moment he held the hilt of the sword again, a fragmented chorus echoed in Soshiyang's mind, like broken stones rolling on the hillside and leaves blown by the wind. Before that, there seemed to be only a chaotic violent sound in its voice, but now, Soshiyang felt a harmonious melody.
"Soshiyan, Fa-What is this?"
Not long after, a slender black figure fell from the thrust of the dome. It was Jaen Zal, and she was immediately startled by the thing.
"Soshiyan?"
Suddenly, she found that something was wrong with Soshiyang, and the entire armor was deformed. The Yanyang Sword on her hand, which was still standing on the back of this thing, also turned into another appearance. If it weren't for the breath on the other party, she even thought that she had changed someone else.
The other party held the sword, and part of the sword end was inserted into the head of the huge monster, motionless.
"Hello?"
Seeing that the other party didn't respond, Jain Zal thought something was wrong, so he jumped and prepared to come to Soshyang.
However, the giant beast suddenly moved, and an arm swept through the air. Although Jaen Zal avoided, he could only choose to land. Then he accelerated, and pointed the spear in his hand straight into the other party's head.
"Lord Jain Zal, it's okay, don't be excited."
Soshiyan's voice sounded, Jaen Zal stopped and saw that the other party had changed back to its original appearance, and the giant beast also stood up from the ground.
"What's going on? What's this?"
After Soshiyang drew his sword back, he looked at the crack that was healing quickly, and then hung the weapon back to his waist.
"It's the brainworm that destroyed Marantai."
"What!?"
Jain Zal is also very knowledgeable, but she has never seen such a bizarre thing.
But obviously, Soshiyan knew.
"How did it...become like this?"
"Well, it may be a bit complicated to say. What I said may not be completely correct. It is indeed that brainworm, but it is not."
"When did you start to learn to speak such riddles, too."
Soshiyang shrugged.
"I am Ada's Phoenix King, shouldn't that be a master of riddles? Well, I'll just say that it should have been a very special brainworm individual. After absorbing a large number of Ada's souls, its brain structure changed. If it were just this, it would not be enough to fundamentally change it. However, due to the later appearance of the demon, it forced it to use spiritual bones to isolate itself and close its spirit to protect itself. This also prevented the strongest prophet souls in the Marantai Ark that it swallowed by it from being 'digested' in time. These prophet souls joined forces with other residual souls and even gradually merged into one to form a collective consciousness, and gradually eroded and changed the brainworm's thoughts, so that its connection with distant similarities was completely cut off... I have seen such examples, and gradually, the brainworm even formed a structure similar to the eternal circuit inside."
After hearing this, Jaen Zal pondered for a few seconds and said softly:
"That is, it is now Marante himself..."
"It's simple to talk to smart people. It's like this. It's no longer a brainworm. It's Marante. It's also because of this reason that it uses spiritual bones to shape its new body according to the image of Adalong in the subconscious, which is what we see now."
"Can those souls still be released?"
Soshiyang shook his head.
"There are no souls anymore, it is them, they are them."
"So you control it?"
"Well, it's right, it subconsciously regards itself as an Ada, acknowledging the fire of Asuyan on me."
Jain Zal looked at Soshyan through the mask, and then said meaningfully:
"There are always things that are beyond common sense around you."
After saying that, she turned around.
"The battle outside is basically over. You'd better go up and report your safety as soon as possible, otherwise Veronica should be anxious."
Before she finished speaking, she disappeared here after a few jumps.
Soshiyang coughed lightly, and Marantharon spread his wings, his whole body was filled with powerful spiritual power again, and then directly turned into a stream of light and rushed out of the layers of spiritual bone decks.
"What is that!"
Aida and other races who were cleaning the battlefield only felt a slight vibration. Then a giant flashed out of the original mouth of the Ark World. Its wings did not even swell, and directly blew over the heads of the people in a supernatural posture, bringing a storm of the mind. Then it fell heavily on the incomplete prophet dome of the Ark World. Its claws tightly clamped the edge of the spiritual bone frame, and raised its head to make a roar that echoed in all Adam's hearts-
Marante!
Many Adas immediately surrounded him, and the weapons in his hands were ready to attack at any time, but many noticed a person standing on the back of the monster.
"It's Your Highness!"
"Don't attack! Your Highness is on it!"
At this time, Si Zhan and the Prophets rushed over, and Soshiyan asked Marantharon to land in the square and then jumped down.
At first glance, he saw the original Prophet Marante and Wintheras who had been very nervous before.
"Your Highness! I thought...this thing is."
He looked at the monster's head, then seemed to remember some bad memories, took a few steps, and murmured with a pale face:
"It's it...Malantai's doomsday! It's it-"
Soshiyang walked over and gently pressed the other person's shoulder.
"Prophet Wintheras, don't be nervous, it's, not, now... it's Marante."
"What?"
Soshiyan then explained its origin, and the commander Ada and the prophets around him were stunned.
"There is something like this..."
"Will a monster actually cause such a change because of devouring souls?"
"But its soul does feel like Ada..."
"No wonder the previous impact was just shocking, but there was no substantial damage."
Prophet Winseras was a little disbelief. He looked at the monster that devoured his relatives and ancestors' souls in shock, and shook his head slightly.
"This...is impossible."
At this time, the other survivors of Malantai also arrived here. Soshiyang took off his mask and looked back at the dragon.
"You will know if you feel it, go, Prophet Wintheras."
Marante's prophet hesitated for a moment, then moved his steps and moved carefully toward the giant beast. His eyes were fixed on the other party, as if he was always wary of any possible movement.
But the giant beast didn't move much, and even lowered his head slightly as he approached.
Realizing that this might be a friendly move, the prophet's expression became very complicated, he slowly reached out and touched the bone fragment of the head that was originally Tyron's creature.
After a moment, tears came out of his narrow eyes. He let go of his cane, kneels on the ground, covering his face with his hands and letting himself cry, and the creature even touched his shoulder with his head, as if expressing comfort.
When the prophet shared everything he felt with his fellow tribes, the remnants of Marante also cried and Ada around him felt this sadness.