Thousands of realm lords were wiped out in the pollution circle. They turned into regular characters and escaped. Every second, realm lords died. The realm lords who had fallen in the past tens of thousands of years in the wild continent only lasted less than a second at this moment. quantity.
In just one minute, of the more than 10,000 Realm Lords left in the field, only about 10,000, almost one-third of their weight, were killed by Chen Shuo. In his mind, that The special feeling of excitement almost filled his entire mind.
However, suddenly, there was a sudden change in the field. The several realm masters who rushed toward him, under Chen Shuo's surprised eyes, surged in momentum. Their strength increased from understanding the 10% rule to understanding the 20% rule.
However, whether it is 10% or 20%, it is all false in the face of Chen Shuo's absolute strength. These world masters still did not persist for even one second in the desolate magic circle. However, when these few When one of the world lords died, there were other world lords whose strength increased one after another.
Chen Shuo's face showed caution. After killing thousands of realm masters, he shockingly discovered that the strength of the remaining realm masters had all increased by a factorial. Even the strongest among them had already improved. Understood the 40% rule and developed preliminary spiritual wisdom.
"What is going on? Why have the strength of these realm masters begun to improve?" Chen Shuo muttered to himself. He couldn't figure out the situation.
At this time, the Realm Masters in the distance who had gained initial sanity due to their advanced strength and understanding of the 40% Rules no longer blindly surrendered to death in the face of Chen Shuo, the God of Killing, but began to hesitate. and fear. Hesitating in place.
Chen Shuo's eyes flashed coldly. In terms of harm, these realm masters who understand the 40% rule are even more harmful than those ordinary realm masters. Since they can advance today, who knows whether they will grow in the future. More powerful.
Chen Shuo's eyes were filled with will-o'-the-wisps. He stretched out his hand and pointed out from a distance the places where the realm masters who had understood the 40% rule were located. Desolation was displayed, and he immediately killed these realm masters one by one.
However, this is still treating the symptoms rather than the root cause. It seems that every time an old realm lord dies, a more powerful new realm lord will be promoted. When the number of realm lords on the scene was less than half, Chen Shuo discovered .His point kills can no longer keep up with the increase in the number of new world leaders.
And when there are less than 5,000 Boundary Lords left, the weakest Boundary Lord in the field will understand the 30% rule.
Chen Shuo narrowed his eyes and restrained the "pollution" magic circle. The will-o'-the-wisps in his eyes danced thoughtfully.
The Realm Lords who understood the 40% rule and were beginning to gain wisdom were watching from a distance because of Chen Shuo's killing spree. The Realm Lords who understood the 30% rule were still confused. One after another they rushed towards Chen Shuo to die.
But Chen Shuo didn't dare to kill these world leaders anymore.
It seems that the more you kill, the stronger the remaining realm masters will be. If this is the case, when there are only one thousand realm masters left on the scene, I am afraid that everyone will understand the 50% rule. When there are only one hundred left. .At least I understand the 60% rule. So... what about the last one.
Chen Shuo's eyes were full of solemnity. He summoned the Void Continent under his feet. The huge mountains and hills turned into shields to wrap it up, resisting the attacks of these world lords. He actually did not dare to kill these world lords anymore.
At the same time, the center of his eyebrows began to beat violently. There seemed to be strange music whirling in his ears. But if you listened carefully, it seemed to be the wails and screams of the dead.
Chen Shuo knew that this was the realization he had after he went on a killing spree. This inspiration represented his realization of the death chanter Karsus’s super skill, Requiem. Once a critical point was crossed, he would realize this. A super powerful super skill.
"It turns out that understanding the Requiem requires killing."
Chen Shuo looked outside the continent and murmured to himself at the realm lords who were constantly attacking him. "The more these realm lords are killed, the stronger the remaining ones are. Then the only way is to kill them in an instant. They were all killed. But even if Le Zhengyang is reincarnated, he won't be able to do such a thing."
"But I... can do it."
"As long as I understand the Requiem, it will be possible to kill all these world masters in an instant. But if I want to understand the Requiem, I need more killings..."
A fierce light flashed in Chen Shuo's eyes. The huge mountains around him suddenly collapsed and disintegrated. He stretched out his hands. On the fingertips, there was a crimson blood-like color flowing, like blood flowing to the fingertips. But what? It can't drip down either.
This is an attack method that Chen Shuo blessed on his own hands based on his understanding of the rules of death. He did not use hero skills or other rules. He just relied on the bloody blessing which was only equivalent to 40% of the rule field skills. rushed into the crowd.
The wall of pain was released by him in the densest place with the crowd. Various weakening effects were applied to these realm masters. Then, Chen Shuo stood straight up. His hands were like two bayonets. With these hands, he stood in the crowd. A bloody storm arose again.
He rushed towards a realm lord who understood the rules of fire. With his powerful body, he rushed directly through the flames. Then his right hand pierced the heart of the realm lord. His fingertips were exposed from behind. Then he pulled out the realm lord with a bang. The madness in his eyes gradually faded away, turning into regular characters and dissipating.
Chen Shuo turned around. The blood on his fingertips drew a gorgeous and enchanting arc in the air. It crossed the throat of a Leopard Clan Realm Lord who wanted to sneak attack him from behind.
Wow.
The body of the Realm Master began to dissipate and his characters collapsed. Chen Shuo had already found his next target.
Chen Shuo's hands were like death's scythes, harvesting life crazily. Every move he made was at the fastest speed and the simplest angle, like a killing machine.
Since it is killing, then he must understand the secret of killing at the closest distance and experience the blood at zero distance.
Although his killing speed at this time was far inferior to the speed after turning on the pollution circle, the excitement in his mind was far greater than before.
Every world lord died under his hands. He seemed to hear a scream of joy coming from the pale light belt around him. The purple color of the staff in his hand was even more eerie and strange, and the blood on his body was even more eerie. It is also thicker.
Finally, when Chen Shuo killed thousands of realm masters with his bare hands, he seemed to hear a thump. The excitement began to revive, sprout, and grow. Then there was a cold notification sound from the system.
"Successfully comprehended Hero: Deathsinger... Karthus' super skill: Requiem."
Chen Shuo narrowed his eyes, stepped back, and stood still in the void. He looked at the world masters coming towards him one after another.
"Praise death. Enjoy my curse."
"I will sing an elegy for your lost lives."
"Requiem!"
Chen Shuo raised his hands in the air and sang loudly. The sound he made sounded like a sweet song, but also like the scream of a dead soul. Above the heads of every world leader in the field, there was a bright red light strip that looked like blood. Connected to their heads, there is their soul.
The song rippled and resounded in the minds of every world lord. They covered their heads and collapsed in the void, howling loudly as if they were suffering from some huge pain.
Singing and howling intertwined into a beautiful requiem.
Three seconds later, the blood-colored light belt suddenly fell down. There seemed to be blood flowers blooming on every realm master. In an instant, the flowers bloomed all over the ground.
The world has fallen into silence. Looking around, there are all scattered regular characters. It is desolate and beautiful.
A requiem to bury thousands of gods.
Almost at the same time, Chen Shuo heard the system prompt: "Task. Make up. Process: 4/10."
Within tens of seconds, all the characters had been blown away by the wind in the space storm. Although I don’t know why these realm masters gathered here and what their purpose was. But at least, so many realm masters have fallen. The threat from the human race can be said to be gone. Most of it.
However, when Chen Shuo raised his head, he saw a figure in front of him, under the monotonous black background, curled up in the void and shaking non-stop.
That was a young man with a head full of crimson hair and a handsome face. But there were two lines of blood and tears dripping from the corners of his eyes. His pupils were pitch black. Even the whites of his eyes were occupied by black. Blood and tears were dripping from under his fair face. Falling. Gives people a shocking sense of sight.
Behind the young man, there is a hazy and dilapidated shadow. It can be vaguely seen. It is a figure with wings. The wings on the left are like feathers, but they are pure black; while on the right, they are like a bat. There are no feathers. The eyes of this phantom are blood red, like swirling drops of blood. On its head, there are actually a bunch of devil horns, like a combination of the devil and the devil.
At this moment, the phantom was covered in wounds. The feathers on the black wings were withered, and the blood-colored bat wings were full of holes. But even with such injuries, the phantom still spread its wings to cover the young man's head, remaining steadfast.
Chen Shuo's eyes narrowed slightly. "What are the rules of death and soul? No wonder it can resist my Requiem."
He could tell at a glance that this young man had actually understood the dual rules of death and soul. And it seemed that because of his killing spree, everything had been improved to 50%. It was precisely because of this that he provided a large number of attributes with similar incompatible attributes. Only under the condition of immunity, this young man could survive Chen Shuo's blow. However, he was also seriously injured and died frequently.
50% double rule comprehension. He is considered a strong person in any place. But facing today's Chen Shuo, it is still not enough. This young man may be gifted. He understood some death and soul before he entered the world master. The rules, however, fell in the end. Otherwise, they would definitely be recorded in history. It is also because the characteristic that other people will increase their strength after the death of these world lords has been promoted to the point of understanding 50% of the rules.
Chen Shuo had already raised his staff, preparing to kill the young man at a deserted spot. But the next moment, in the void, there seemed to be an invisible wind blowing from all directions, blowing on the young man's body. Chen Shuo's expression suddenly changed drastically. A serious problem came to mind. He quickly pointed out the staff in his hand. A bright red light gradually lit up in front of the young man. It was about to explode!
