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Chapter 1372 Perception, Arrival

This fifth-level silver powerhouse has been committed to exploring the entire Ark, and has connections with several other fifth-level powerhouses.

When he learned that a powerful army was marching towards the seventh base under his control.

This fifth-level powerhouse couldn't sit still. Zhuang Wuming's army gave him a very strange feeling.

Especially when he heard that the incoming troops were all wearing silver suits, he felt huge threat and pressure.

He himself has also mastered two large bases, No. 7 and No. 8.

Among the total supplies, there were only 20,000 silver suits, all of which were used to equip his most elite army.

Now from the mouths of these escapees, he heard that the other party actually had hundreds of thousands of troops in silver suits, which he felt a little incredible.

Ming, the ruler of bases 7 and 8, sat in his palace, lost in thought.

"This force is coming with force. It seems that they want to dominate the Ark."

"First of all, I need to inquire about their specific information. Secondly, I'm afraid I need to find reinforcements."

"I wonder if the other four are willing to dip into this muddy water?"

Ming had interactions with the rulers of several other regions, and they divided up all the bases in regions 7 to 33.

Among them, Ming's power is the weakest, but the reason is just because he doesn't have much interest in managing power.

He understands very well the difference between the strong and the weak. No matter how many weak people there are, they are still weak.

Only when you are strong enough can you ignore everything.

Ruling bases 7 and 8 is just to collect some resources.

Given sufficient resources, he does not have much interest in expansion.

This sudden crisis made him feel something was wrong.

An unknown danger hanging over his soul was approaching him.

Thinking of this, a silver mirror appeared in his hand.

A silver light poured from Ming's body into the mirror, and it seemed to be connected to an unknown place.

A face with silver hair appeared in front of him.

"Ming, is something wrong? I haven't seen you looking for me for a long time."

"Huang, I have encountered some trouble here. There is an unknown army approaching me."

"They have defeated Base No. 6. There are about hundreds of thousands of them. Every soldier is wearing a silver suit."

"There is no shortage of strong men of the fourth level among them."

"So I judge that the other party must have a fifth-level existence."

"I even feel an unknown danger hanging over me. I want to ask you to come and help me."

The man named Huang had a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"It's really interesting that it can make you feel dangerous. It seems that this unknown enemy is extraordinary."

Ming has a strange power, which comes from a certain talent of his.

It involves time, destiny and a series of the most fundamental operating abilities.

This ability has helped him survive countless dangers in the past.

The other four fifth-level descendants of Silver Light have all experienced the precision of his ability.

There was an invasion from Zhongyan Hongshui, and Ming predicted the location in advance, within the scope of Base No. 17.

That base was the one occupied by Huang, and that time Huang was reminded by Ming.

The two of them took action and sealed the cave in question before the crisis came.

In this way, we avoided being directly rushed into Base No. 17 by the final red water.

From that moment on, Huang owed Ming a huge favor.

At the same time, the other three fifth-level powerhouses also knew about Ming's special power. They all had more or less interactions with Ming, supporting each other and abiding by the rules.

They all know that the real enemy comes from the Red Water of the End, which is the most dangerous, and they will never fight among themselves.

Huang looked at Ming and said, "Okay, I'll be there in two days."

"Aren't you going to inform the others?"

"I will inform them because the danger this time is more serious than the last Red Water."

"If it's just the two of us, I'm afraid we'll lose."

Huang Wenyan was suddenly shocked, "So dangerous?"

Ming nodded silently, "Yes."

Huang's face was solemn, "Okay, then I will come as soon as possible."

Ming looked at Huang who disappeared into the mirror. A stream of silver light continued to fall into the mirror and began to contact other people.

A day passed in the blink of an eye, and Huang was the first to come to Ming.

At this time, Ming's army had already come into contact with Zhuang Wuming's army at the outermost base.

This cave area is very large, covering thousands of square meters, and there is a refuge base below.

Ming and Huang have arrived here, with tens of thousands of soldiers behind them.

However, the cave can only accommodate a few hundred people, and more soldiers are still in the passage.

But the strength of the two men has been combined with the strength of these soldiers and can be borrowed at any time.

In the passageway in front of them, a figure walked towards them.

The person who came was none other than Zhuang Wuming. He had already seen Ming and Huang in front of him.

He didn't expect to meet two strong men at the fifth level in Base No. 7.

However, he had no fear, as huge power permeated his body.

A wisp of silver light surrounded him, and a vague illusion enveloped him.

He seems to be standing at the place where all death ends, and everyone who sees him will instinctively tremble in their souls.

That is the power of a conceptual level. The real concept is enough to suppress any fifth-level silver light powerhouse.

Ming and Huang couldn't help but hold their breath and looked at Zhuang Wuming who was walking towards them step by step.

It wasn't until Zhuang Wuming stopped that they unconsciously exhaled the turbid air in their chests.

Zhuang Wuming looked at the two level 5 experts and said calmly, "Which of you is the ruler of base No. 7?"

Ming looked at Zhuang Wuming and said slowly, "It's me, you can call me Ming."

"Who are you?"

Zhuang Wuming looked at Ming and smiled slightly, "Hello, Ming, my name is Hong."

"I have been recognized by the Ark Master System and will restore the silver civilization in the entire Ark."

"Now I give you a choice, integrate into my service, become my helper, and contribute to the reconstruction of Silver Civilization."

"Or reject me, and I will defeat you, kill you, or surrender you."

Ming's heart sank slightly as he saw Zhuang Wuming, who was confident and completely unconcerned about the fifth-level Zhuang Wuming and himself.

The feeling of crisis was getting deeper and deeper, and he had a premonition that something very bad would happen if he refused.

Taking a deep breath, Ming looked at Zhuang Wuming and said, "I need to think about it."

"How about giving me three days."

Zhuang Wuming smiled indifferently when he heard this, "Do you think I would be that stupid?"

"You still have reinforcements, right? They should also be level 5 silver descendants."

"Since you two are here today, don't have any other ideas."

"Either join or reject. You will understand the consequences of rejecting me later."


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