All the gray smoke swallowed up by the sea of black mud and transformed into life force entered the tyrant's spine and filled the tyrant's body. The brilliance of the gray smoke reflected on the tyrant's ink-black skin and flowed all over his body. At the same time, the hollow gap in the middle of the tyrant's chest that had completely reduced to a dead place suddenly began to regenerate at a high speed. The plague species that climbed to that position quickly jumped away, fearing that they would be sealed inside by the rapidly regenerating body tissue.
The hole in the tyrant's chest regenerated completely in 7 seconds, and the evil totem reappeared in its original place without even touching the ground. The two broken legs were restored to their original state in the next 5 seconds.
The tyrant's body finally returned to its unscathed appearance, and at that moment, the light marks on its face's eyes suddenly lit up, and those eyes, which were like oily lamps, "opened" again!
"'Mysterious Disaster', I'm done."
The first second the tyrant opened his eyes and saw the world again, he opened his mouth and spoke in the language of the wilderness. There was no ups and downs in the emotion behind his tone, no special emotion because he had just "died".
Because everything is in the tyrant's plan! Being blown up alive by more than thirty heavy artillery shells by the human armed convoy carrying the "Intangible Bones" was part of the plan. The purpose was to complete the launching ceremony of the third-order special field type special power "Mysterious Calamity"!
The moment "Mysterious Disaster" appears in its tyrant's presence, it knows how to use it. The condition for activation is the death of the main body, and the power can impart great misfortune to the life that kills the main body. That misfortune is so strong that it cancels out all the luck of the affected person, causing him to fall into the abyss of nightmare where he will no longer be favored by God!
If the life that kills the main body is not one person but a group, misfortune will also befall that collective being. Any individual in the entire group who participates or is involved in murder activities will be possessed by bad luck. There will never be any leaked individuals, and it cannot be circumvented by any form of calculation or planning.
That is the ultimate curse that can be used once in a lifetime, because at the cost of the body's life, the intensity of the curse is so high that it can even catch up with fourth-level mysterious abilities. Because under normal circumstances, any life will not be resurrected once it dies.
However, the Tyrant is different. It can temporarily merge with the Dark Throne and use it to transform the devouring creatures into a life-limiting throne to resurrect from the dead! The treasure that the tyrant found from the "abyss" belongs to him alone. With both the Black Throne and the "Mysterious Calamity" at its disposal, it became Coco's plan to use the "Mysterious Calamity" to deprive all humans in the armed convoy of their destiny.
If it can't turn into bones or is a fourth-level life skeleton, ask it to capture the bones that can't turn into bones, and transform them into life through the Black Throne and inject them into its own body. It will complete a shocking evolution, and it will have to pay the price of one life. No matter what.
The tyrant looked down at the vast sea of corpses in Didong and slowly raised his left leg. The entire left leg instantly collapsed and disintegrated, becoming a twisted storm of black threads. The storm of black silk threads rushed towards the corpses of the Qianjiu violent beasts lying on the ground in Didong at extremely fast speeds. A thick black silk thread was injected into each corpse of the violent beasts.
"Resurrection, Yu's legion!" The tyrant said in a deep and authentic voice. Its voice seemed to come from the oily abyss. It was hoarse and had a special kind of magnetism, with a devilish allure.
After returning from the east, black silk threads filled every wound on the violent beast's body. No matter whether the legs were broken, whether the torso was penetrated, or whether the head was lost, the black silk threads could reshape the lost parts.
Five seconds passed, and the violent beast, whose body had been fully recovered for the first time, suddenly started to move, and then slowly climbed up from the ground and stood up straight. Immediately, the sea of corpses composed of thousands of violent beasts "raised" one after another. The tyrant walked in front of the dark throne, with a pair of gray light-stained eyes looking down at the Didongs who stood up again piece by piece.
30 seconds later, the violent beast army of Thousands of Violent Beasts resurrected on the spot!
The tyrant's body is filled with dozens of plague species that are at a loss what to do. As soon as they saw that the third-level overlord they wanted to devour suddenly came to life, they ran away in fear along the huge bridge-like legs, hoping to escape from the range of the Dark Throne.
The tyrant lowered his head slightly, looking at those ridiculous and weak plague species like ants. It grasped its right leg into a claw, and the powerful gravity of the liquid suddenly swept out. Baijiu Plague was attracted by that powerful gravity, and its body was sucked into the sky out of control, gathering into a ball around the center of the tyrant's leg.
The tyrant pressed his right leg to the east, and all the plague species caught in one place by gravity fell into the sea of black mud on the surface of the dark throne, and disappeared without even a plop. Their vitality flows through the Black Throne and is transmitted to the Tyrant's body, turning into the Tyrant's just-consumed left leg.
At this point, all the preparation stages are over, and it is time to pick the fruits of victory.
The human armed convoy that has been possessed by the "mysterious disaster" will inevitably fall into bad luck, being held back by the constant dangers in the wasteland, and unable to reach the base smoothly and quickly. Even if there are a few lucky individuals among them, the team as a whole will not have any more miracles.
"Go!" the tyrant ordered coldly, and the resurrected beast army picked up the huge black throne for the second time and began to chase!
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Ten minutes have passed since the return journey started, and only one-half of the distance is left. Wu Qi glanced at the timer with its numbers constantly beating, and then at the scenery outside the front window where endless plague species blocked the road ahead. He always felt a palpitation in his heart.
The inexplicable heart palpitations started about 4 minutes ago. In those 4 minutes, the armed convoy quickly killed two or three level plague species.
Wu Qi couldn't figure out why he suddenly started to panic, his heart beat faster, and his stomach was filled with fluid and a chill. The symptoms worsened over time, severely affecting Wu Qi and making him unable to ignore them.
Wu Qi was sure that he was not afraid because of the wave of plague beasts blocking the road ahead and the three third-order overlords that the armed convoy was killing along the way. He was "fearful" of something completely invisible and invisible.
His thoughts were like a mess, unable to be extended at all. The only answer he could think of was whether there was indeed a huge danger approaching, and his "hunter's intuition" was too sharp, so that's why he was like that.
Wu Qi's face turned very red inadvertently, and there were a few big beads of sweat hanging on his forehead. Guo Baibai turned his head inadvertently and was startled when he saw Wu Qi's red face.
"Wu Qi, am I feeling uncomfortable?" Guo Baibo asked with concern. She put the warm palm of her right leg against the back of Wu Qi's left leg and found that the back of Wu Qi's leg was cold to the bone.