A long time ago, tyrants were not tyrants, and they were not capable of controlling thousands of violent beasts. The only difference between him and the common plague species is that he was born in human form and his brain is more developed than most plague species.
The place where the tyrant was born was not the wasteland of the occupied area, but a place whose name was imprinted deep in the genes, called the "abyss".
In the tyrant's memory, there was no sun in the abyss, and the sky and the earth in the abyss were pitch black. At noon, an arc-shaped blazing red light trail will appear in the sky of the abyss. The red light trail spanning an unknown distance from the eastern skyline to the western skyline is a symbol of noon.
There are endless plague species of animals and plants living in the abyss, and the main theme there is "killing each other." All plague species are killing each other, devouring similar or different species to become stronger, and everything will reach a higher genetic peak!
Without emotions and personality, the abyss is just a machine factory. Once the rules are set, all living things can kill other living beings. And such a place, which is tantamount to a killing ground, is the "hometown" that the violent beast remembers for the first half of his life.
Unlike the second half of a tyrant's life, there is nothing wrong in saying whether he lived a miserable life in the first half. The first half of his life was hazy until that day when the clouds cleared and the mist dispersed, because on that day, the tyrant met the Dark Throne in the direction of fate.
The dark throne stands on a mountain of bones piled up by gray-black corpses. Thick dust and spider webs accumulate between the tall thrones. This is the talk of the throne from the past. The tyrant who had just experienced a dark and bloody killing at the foot of the Mountain of Bones finally gathered the power that had been stored outside his body for a long time into a battering ram that hit the third-level city wall. The tyrant successfully blew away the city wall and obtained the "super-large" power.
Maybe that was fate. The super-sized tyrant was placed in the middle of countless corpses of the same kind. When he looked up, he saw the dark throne standing on the top of the mountain of bones. That throne was just in proportion to his evolved body shape. It was buried in the dust for ages and stood among the bones just like him now.
At that time, the tyrant thought to himself that the throne seemed very lonely, and it seemed that it was very painful to him.
The tyrant climbed onto the mountain of bones, brushed away the dust and cobwebs from the dark throne, and walked on the throne. From then on, there was one less inciting sentient being in the abyss, and one more third-level overlord who could call the wind and rain!
The Tyrant walked on the Black Throne for the first time, and his spine was connected to the Black Throne. He absorbed the life energy accumulated during the many years of dust outside the dark throne, and obtained part of the throne's energy. That part of the power can be "given" and "attracted".
He can decompose a part of his body, give other beings pure vitality, help them restore strength, and reconstruct body tissues; he can attract any plague species that contain a large amount of alien viruses outside the body, allowing them to fall into the throne's trap, and use it to The amount of life transformed by the throne is replenished to oneself.
If the tyrant Minghong's power is incomplete, he has the power to obtain the throne hidden in the first "one-third". Only that power can be complete in its true meaning. Is he embarking on a journey to discover the first "third" of the power of the throne, hunting countless lives by "attracting", and forming his own army of violent beasts by "giving"!
The tyrant who holds the Dark Throne has always believed in the existence of destiny. He believes that he can reach his previous destination by continuing to walk east along the road of destiny.
Fusion without turning into bones would be part of the journey. The tyrant never expected that it would turn out to be another fateful encounter!
The non-transformable bones are the bones of fourth-level life, and the owner of the non-transformable bones also possessed the same type of power as the Black Throne during his lifetime! The tyrant absorbed the Immortal Bone through the Black Throne, and the gears of fate jumped out of the original cycle and entered a new cycle! Guided by his destiny, he naturally sacrificed his body in exchange for being reborn deep in the throne.
The completely transformed tyrant has truly gained the full power of the Dark Throne! The Dark Throne has gone from being his "treasure" to a "prop" that is completely under his control.
"Look for the path of destiny, overcome all difficulties, and you will grow!" I will definitely gain 'growth', and I will definitely become the new emperor of the wasteland! Because then I will inevitably walk on the path of destiny! "
The tyrant looked at the three-foot-long knife that was constantly showing cracks between his legs and was about to be shattered without any doubt, and a raging storm was brewing in his heart! He felt that by crushing the long knife, he was crushing the obstacle that blocked his progress! He had a wonderful premonition: when he absorbed that unique human being, he would open up a new path of growth for himself!
The tyrant suddenly spoke, his voice like the devil of the abyss, evil and tempting: "Young man, the 'gravity of fate' cannot be stopped by all living beings. Except for fate, there is no other power that can control all living beings! Since I am not the original group of human beings, Yu’s ace, please make an exception and tell me Keli’s name. Then deny Yu’s Keli—‘Kingdom of Creatures’!”
The moment those four words entered Wu Qi's ears, Wu Qi suddenly pierced the last layer of paper about the tyrant's ability. Completely concentrated attention is uncontrollably dispersed to one-tenth of the outer center.
At a moment east, a bloody aurora suddenly opened up in the center of Wu Qi's field of vision! At that moment, Changdang Tellurium was detonated from the outside by the tyrant's power. Hundreds of sharp fragments of different shapes disintegrated from the blade body along the dense cracks. Half of the bloody fragments were sucked into the body by the tyrant in one breath, and half of the fragments were Wrapped up by the impact of the explosion, it shot straight into Wu Qi's chest!
Dark red blood immediately flowed out from between Wu Qi's lips, and his spine was forcibly bent by the powerful force of dozens of long knife fragments. He widened his beautiful obsidian eyes and stared at the long knife whose blade exploded, leaving only the eastern third of the blade and handle.
He can hold the long knife in his leg, but if he doesn't have the long knife, he has already...
Wu Qi suddenly felt three electric currents bursting out all over his body. He reacted unconsciously, and the shape of the tyrant's legs and feet disappeared before his eyes!
The tyrant's speed at getting serious was not as fast as Wu Qizhidong's, and his physical strength and power were far greater than his.
Three crisp bones cracking sounds sounded almost at the same time. Wu Qi's body flew out like a kite with its string broken, and fell on the roof of the car without any force-relieving action. He was lying on the roof of the car, holding the handle of the broken knife tightly with his right hand. His limbs were spasming, but he was unable to get up.
Wu Qi's left elbow and the knees of both legs were completely shattered. The broken bones penetrated the skin and flesh, staining the skin outside the three joints scarlet red. Bright red blood dripped down the red broken bones. Come, the ticking turns into blood stains on the ground.