When the microcosm of the planet appeared for the first time, it seemed that the signal of the live broadcast screen was unstable and jittered.
There were many observation fields scattered in every corner of the planet that had become a bloody arena.
In an instant, more than 80% of them suddenly converged in the same area.
In this way, Qingtian's figure appeared in front of everyone without any warning.
It was a more intense and direct shock than a mortal creature suddenly seeing a fat cockroach emerging from the side.
Even the pictures presented on the miniature screen of the planet are enough to give such a tangible and oppressive feeling.
And when Cheek tactically switched the screen without knowing it.
In an instant, the sound of rapid breathing suddenly sounded out, and the entire viewing venue fell into a dead silence...
Even Yuan Xian, who was somewhat prepared, was still the same.
Maybe it was because the distance before was too close.
Although there is a sense of oppression, after all, the original appearance cannot be seen.
And now...
Yuan Xian looked at the majestic figure wreaking havoc on the planet in front of him.
Yes, under such circumstances, Yuan Xian could not give a gentler word than "raging".
The trembling earth, the broken mountains...
The sky, which seemed like daylight under the many battle fireworks, seemed to be much more restrained at this moment.
There are no mixed or obscure elements.
The basic combination of fists and feet is the trace of deep tearing on the earth...
The mountains seemed a bit pale to describe it, but the huge shaman flags with a painting style that was unfamiliar yet familiar to Yuan Xian were even more powerful than countless forbidden spells or sudden bursts of energy.
Legion?
Lord?
Underneath the vast and majestic body, everything is as small and symmetrical as dust.
After the picture of the planet's miniature was pulled into the opponent's field of vision by Che, all he could see was a squirming "creature carpet" on the earth.
That is the greatest visual interpretation that a creature on land can give...
And more of them are perfectly integrated with the "tiny" protrusions and gaps in the earth, and there is no difference anymore.
As for the sky?
Without the earth and mountains to block and buffer the sky, the bursting airflow seems to be more violent than the most violent natural disasters.
There's not much change in the number of frames at all for anything that's involved.
Just like a drop of water that merged into the ocean, it instantly lost its most distinctive characteristics as an individual.
There is only a sky that seems to be burning, conveying some kind of terror and horror in a low roar...
That is the mythical limit that can be imagined by ordinary things on the earth.
But now, under the limitations of material rules, it is presented to the world in such a real and explosive way.
Under the sky, she seemed like a giant god who came out of ancient mythology, unscrupulously venting the tyrannical power that once belonged to mortals!
"call……"
At some point, Yuan Xian found that his breathing had become so rapid and hot.
It was as if there was something burning in his chest.
It made him want to shout inexplicably, to stand up excitedly and abruptly, and tell them:
This is our great witch, the ancient and true mythical source of our civilization!
The old lizard next to him fell into silence like the spectators around him from the moment the screen switched.
He has seen the world.
It has also served as the core sequence of the union, representing the union in prestigious competitive events in surrounding planes.
I have also come into contact with powerful beings that are praised, chanted, and even believed in.
But such a scene is really rare for the old lizard...
Life on the planet level is also a dangerous existence that can run rampant in the multiverse.
Compared with the existence of wisdom and civilization, giant creatures that are difficult for ordinary creatures to communicate with are the nightmares of most civilizations.
Even if it is a powerful civilization that is tyrannical for a while, not many are willing to provoke such a guy.
Therefore, the relevant battle records that can be left are even rarer.
More often than not, it is permanently recorded as a chapter on a certain planet, the end of civilization, or a miraculous revival.
As for seeing it with your own eyes?
That probably requires some courage and determination to die resolutely...
And when such an existence is still a powerful native profession in the local plane...
The old lizard could only be shocked in silence, and he suddenly understood why the respeaker made such a choice.
The moment the killing weapon appeared, the old lizard immediately understood the Reversaler's previous actions and the origin of some of the abnormalities in this activity.
He really doesn't have many better opportunities than this...
As for more?
The old lizard didn't want to think too much.
The killing weapon is indeed a good thing, but not everyone can control it easily.
In this regard, the old lizard still knows some real inside information.
After all, if there is something that can increase killing experience on a regular basis, which online player who is new to this concept can resist not understanding it.
What's more, Killing Weapon is the one with the least superficial hard threshold among the same levels.
But the old lizard knew that the truth was not that simple.
Like bloodthirsty mosquitoes, a war machine that rushes towards a large number of dead bodies.
As for a concept like a murderous weapon, it cannot be satisfied by the slaughter of one or several wars.
Only the countless amounts of death and blood can counteract the powerful force born from the original concept of death.
Holders who find it difficult to meet such conditions will eventually be eliminated naturally.
Just like choosing a master for an artifact, it will naturally be attracted to beings with relevant elements.
In this regard, the old lizard felt that he was obviously not a good fit.
He thought that his hands were still full of blood, but it was not on the same level at all...
No matter how bloodthirsty or belligerent a war lord is, there are limits.
It takes time to digest material resources and fields.
As for individuals, the cost in this regard is so meager...
He looked at Yuan Xian next to him who seemed to be in some kind of frenzy.
After a long silence, the old lizard said:
"...The reason why greatness is great is that it is difficult to copy."
"Yes……"
Yuan Xian nodded when he heard the words, he understood the meaning of the old lizard's words.
"But I think I know the direction of my development..."
"I suddenly understood that I always felt that I had some unharmonious problems in combat..."
Yuan Xian looked at the microcosm of the planet that had fallen into some kind of madness in front of him. The flickering light in his eyes actually made the old lizard feel a little hot.
For some reason, he suddenly remembered what he looked like when he was young.
He seemed to be like this at that time, stubbornly and stubbornly adhering to his ideas.
That cannot be defined simply in terms of right or wrong.
It is also the purity that is difficult to regain after going through hardships...
"From the ancient barbaric years to the fierce ambitions of the past...our civilization, the education I have experienced and recognized...has never been the 'invincible hero' that is highly praised..."
"The hero's flag should be the arrow flying at the front of the array!"
"If there is an enemy at home, I can be the vanguard, leading the soldiers and charging behind one person!"
Yuan Xian pointed at the majestic figure shaking all directions on the planet and said firmly.
The old lizard just watched this scene quietly, and he suddenly understood why the other party was unwilling to accept the change in the civilization genealogy.
It is indeed an excellent civilization with such real charm...
