readx(); "Alas..."
After a slightly regretful sigh, a calm voice continued: "Kill them. ￥℉Ting￥℉Point￥℉Little￥℉ said,"
Suddenly, the dark flame god in the distant sky spoke, as if instructing his servant to do something as trivial as wiping the leather plate, and the sound of the soul filled the huge sky.
Suddenly, the millions of locusts in Green's eyes boiled.
"Oracle, this is an oracle!"
Countless locust people murmured absently, and suddenly, like a tide, black flames began to burn blazingly.
As for the fact that the Silent Saint was killed by Green, many locusts no longer paid attention to it.
After all, he is just a saint. Every hundred years or so, there will be such a saint in the Locust World who tries to become the God of Fire, but most of them are just forgotten after all.
Just now.
A black cord essence erupted from the Grimm's Horned Skull Magic Staff, finally attracting the attention of the Lord of the Dark Flame God World.
These little leaders who emerged from the tunnels of the lair world have actually mastered this level of power
It seems that it is time to clean up the nest world.
In any enslaved world, the rulers will never allow the emergence of a new generation of world lords. Although this little thing has mastered some wonderful powers, it is far from reaching the life level of the world lord.
Even in the eyes of this dark fire god, Green is just a small thing that can be wiped off easily, and there is no need to take action himself at all.
At this time, as long as he says a word, millions of locust warriors will wipe out this ignorant little thing and his many followers in the nest world.
Then, his own locust people poured into the nest world.
And as he comes to the nest world in person later, he must clean up the resistance that has been cultivated in the nest world over the years to prevent such boring things from happening again.
Ansheng Yanshen was dismissive of the few clowns who jumped out of the gate of the world and tried to resist the will of the great locust, and did not pay too much attention to them. After issuing the 'oracle', he just chatted casually with the Dark Flame God using the voice of his soul.
As a being who has grown into the master of the world step by step, Ansheng Yanshen is too aware of the huge gulf-like gap between two different levels of life.
At a certain time, I was like this creature at this time, seemingly possessing incredible power beyond the same class, as if I had the qualifications to look directly at the Lord of the World.
But for the life of the Lord of the World who has crossed these stages, it seems that he only sees his once ignorant self.
Some are just dismissive.
The person who has not yet become the Lord of the World is just a bug after all, and will not even attract the attention of the original will of the world. Tiny beings will think that the world they live in is so boundless, so vast and fantastic.
As for the Dark Flame God, after seeing the death of Saint Yimo, he stopped paying attention to everything here as if nothing happened.
… …
The locusts swarmed over like a tidal wave, like a swarm of locusts covering the sky.
The sunlight was blocked and the sky became completely dark.
The black flame soul power on the top of each locust's head was burning. He held a sword across his chest, and with a strong will to fight, he swarmed towards the seemingly powerful soul slave monsters.
The two-headed thunder giant. He is more than thirty meters tall.
One looks like a giant crocodile, and the other looks like a vicious wolf. Its four eyes are filled with lavender soul fire, and the sound of crackling thunder and lightning lingers. The constantly beating rolling thunder arc exploded one spark after another in mid-air.
Roar!
The giant crocodile's thunderous head sprayed out an electric arc with a diameter of half a meter in diameter, which was fiery red and had a strong melting effect. The locusts in the distance were howling and burnt when they touched it. The body melted.
The evil wolf's thunder head also sprayed out a half-meter-thick arc of electricity, but it turned out to be blue, and the thunder passed by. Ice and snow drifted, and the swept locust fell stiffly from the sky.
A deformed giant thunder hand suddenly stretched out from his chest and grabbed a first-level Locust warrior holding a sword.
"ah… "
The Locust Warrior who wanted to attack the Thunder Giant was pinched by the deformed Thunder Giant's hand.
The Locust Warrior swung the sword several times at the deformed thunder giant hand. The sword blade used the power of Misu's flame soul to chop at the thunder giant hand, but the giant hand withstood it as if nothing had happened.
The next moment, with a "pop" sound, the locust was crushed into pieces by the giant thunder hand.
"snort!"
A cold snort came from the side of the thunder giant. As the sword was swung, a line of more than ten meters of flame soul power passed through. Accompanied by the thunder giant's painful roar, the deformed giant hand of a locust warrior had just been crushed in the chest. Cut off.
The Thunder Giant's giant crocodile thunder head sprayed fiery red arcs of electricity, and his eyes flashed fiercely.
This giant crocodile head was about to turn around to attack this powerful locust, but it was followed by several more locusts who passed by with sword blades carrying the power of flaming souls. This giant crocodile thunder head killed a large number of locusts. Got chopped off.
"Roar… "
The Thunder Head of the evil wolf next to him only had time to roar in pain at the end, before hundreds of thousands of sword blades passed through various places of the Thunder Giant with the power of the flame soul.
This powerful thunder elemental giant who followed the wizard's will and expedition to more than a dozen foreign worlds, large and small, finally reached the end of his life.
Amidst the scars, the fire of the destroyed soul was extinguished.
The power of thunder rolling around him turned into a large arc and dissipated with a "boom".
Further back, tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of locusts passed through the arc area with billowing black flames, swarming towards the strange creatures emerging from the gate of the lair world.
…
The bone spur monster with a black poisonous aura was like a hedgehog. It shrank into a giant ball while roaring, with the bone spurs all over its body facing outwards.
As the poisonous bone spurs turn into afterimages and shoot out, a locust will scream and fall from the sky.
Keep spinning.
This powerful bone spur monster tried to delay time and gain a chance to fulfill the great wizard's will, and kept killing more and more locusts around it.
One after another, the soul slave monsters who came together to fight fell down and died in this strange world.
At the front, it was the only one still holding on, witnessing the rolling torrent of seemingly endless swarms of locusts passing through itself, rushing towards the gate of the world, and rushing towards the Green wizard who represented the will of the great wizard.
Creak!
A strange voice came, and the huddled bone spur monster was stunned for a moment.
This voice…
Suddenly, it recalled.
This was when I was still a child. In the world where I was born and raised, I, who was at the lower end of the food chain, was afraid of predators at the top every day. Those powerful predators could easily bite through the bone spurs I was proud of. Bone armor, eat yourself.
Only one day, the blood-red moon in the sky was filled with a mysterious and ominous atmosphere, and a biological group called wizards descended into the world with the will of a great wizard.
They brought disaster and fear, they brought never-ending killings.
Any creature that dared to resist the wizard's will, whether it was the predator at the top of the food chain or the humble life at the bottom, was all slaughtered and no one survived.
That was my last memory of my hometown...
Unknowingly, thousands of years have passed, and I have grown to be so powerful, and the bone armor and bone spurs on my body are becoming more familiar and stronger.
So powerful that the images of predators in his memory have begun to blur.
Creak, creak, creak...
One after another, the power of the flame soul passed through. After all, this skull-armored monster was just like other soul slave monsters. It was cut into pieces and fell to the ground. The soul fire was torn into pieces and swallowed by the locusts who fell into a state of extreme excitement and rage. .
The two-headed thunder giant and the bone spur monster are just the epitome of the many slave monsters in front of the world gate.
These were the last remaining elite soul slaves who followed the great wizard's will to fight continuously. However, under the impact of the desperate swarm of locusts that covered the sky like a tide, they were cut into corpses one after another, and their souls were devoured.
In front of the gate of the world, the number of thousand-headed soul slave monsters sent to Green by the Black Sota Stigma Wizard is getting smaller and smaller. (To be continued...)