In fact, Zhou Ze, who had lost control of his body at this moment, could understand the resentment of the servant in front of him;
It's a bit like the half face of the past.
When I look up at the sky,
Ordinary people may just check the weather and enjoy the bright sunshine.
But if you concretize the sky into a visible person, and that person is right next to you, then it is almost like a crazy oppression that is everywhere and inescapable, making you suffer from intense suffocation all the time.
Ying Gou is such a person. He once sat on the throne of bones and suppressed an era.
Although it has fallen, the rhythm of its comeback can still make those who have felt the terror tremble in their hearts.
The servant transformed himself into a spirit under the throne of the King of Bones, but you cannot infer from this that he had been preparing to stay early to prevent future troubles. Countless years ago, he had been planning to cheat Ying Gou on this day.
He is not that awesome. If he were really that awesome, Ying Gou would definitely have tasted his blood.
But this throne of bones is like purgatory, and countless once powerful consciousnesses are suppressed in it.
Their reluctance,
Their anger,
Their resentment,
After countless years of squeezing and polishing, it has almost become a substance.
Perhaps, at that time, he was indeed thinking when his time was near, maybe he could still have a thought and see his master again;
But after being influenced by the Bone Throne, what the original intention was may really no longer matter.
Ying Gou won't care.
Zhou Ze wouldn't care.
Just like the public in today's society has long been immune to, or even tired of, the miserable childhood and tragic life behind the murderers.
The green light tightly wrapped around Ying Gou, but Ying Gou did not move. You could understand that he was trapped, or you could understand that he did not need to move.
However, Zhou Ze felt a little lonely.
Is it disappointment
Disappointed in him, betrayed
still,
I am disappointed with myself back then. Although I once suppressed the world, in the end I was unable to leave anything behind, and in fact, nothing changed.
Finally,
This is really the result of being abandoned by everyone.
There was a mutual understanding between the two parties, so at this moment, Boss Zhou could clearly feel Ying Gou's "heartbeat" and sense his emotional context.
but,
This loneliness,
Just a little bit.
"boom!"
The throne of bones rises into the sky.
Exuding an extremely terrifying pressure,
This cracked space actually began to tremble violently at this moment, and even cracks appeared in some places.
The narrow sky was instantly stained with black, as if the dark sea that had disappeared long ago had reappeared at this moment.
The Bone Throne had been suspended in the Nether Sea for a very long time. In the virtual space deep in Zhou Ze's soul, the Bone Throne and the Nether Sea were almost one and the same.
Therefore, when the Bone Throne was really triggered, it was normal to draw out the shadow of the Nether Sea.
Faces twisted with anger began to appear around the Bone Throne.
The servant is a trigger.
And they around the throne,
This is the next finale.
Their resentment is huge and has been accumulating for a long time, and now it is about to burst out.
Zhou Ze's gaze fell on the bone throne.
In fact, this throne is already somewhat unfamiliar.
Just like the mirror that is still wrapped in three layers of cloth at the Taoist's place,
Early years,
It must have been a well-known magical instrument that was popular for a time.
But later, it broke and fell down, and finally gave birth to a freak like Master Xu Qinglang.
This throne has been lost since Ying Gou's death. After so many years, some changes must have occurred.
Being studied by this clan, and changed by the demons within;
“Buzz!”
The throne floated above Zhou Ze's head.
All around,
There were bursts of shrill roars,
They are excited.
Because the grudges that have existed since ancient times seem to be settled today.
They have suffered a lot over the years.
Although they were hunted down by Ying Gou and used as food, wine and cushions, at least in that era, apart from Ying Gou as an exception, they were also well-known figures.
However, over the years, they could only rely on reaching agreements with these "neither human nor ghost" creatures in exchange for some blood food, which was really an insult to them.
Their existence is actually very deformed, and they are not even a complete life. They are just "spirits" or "consciousness".
The so-called conclusion of the contract is essentially just the consciousness descending upon the people of this tribe, using their own experience and understanding of power.
It’s similar to asking for help from a great god in Northeast China.
But those are just tricks that mountain goblins and monsters would play. In order to continue to maintain their own consciousness, they have to hold their noses and do it. This is really a long-lasting humiliation.
Of course, everything may have two sides. At least, they don’t have to worry about the Xuanyuan Sword.
The throne began to press down,
The terrifying pressure piled up layer by layer.
The whole mountain,
At this time, everything began to be compressed.
Some stone walls and caves collapsed, and the dark shadows inside were annihilated.
More black shadows began to scatter and escape from the stone cave where they lived.
The six masked men on the circular platform were still standing there.
Lao Dai rushed forward roaring almost like a madman, wanting to help Zhou Ze escape, but was directed away by the servant.
The powerful confinement force directly brought the old man into the blockade,
This does not mean that how strong the servant is, but because facing the first ancestor, the fear deep in his soul and the instinctive suppression are really too clear.
Moreover, by the old generation, hybridization had already reached a certain degree, just like the feeling of Lord Poseidon when he saw a real dragon.
"It's a traitor, a weird thing."
The servant waved his hand.
Lao Dai was blown away, most of his body was shattered, and he fell far away, his life or death unknown.
"Master, your era has ended. Why don't you know how to rest in peace?"
The servant narrowed his eyes and said to Zhou Ze.
He is enjoying this moment very much. Although his expression shows a bit of success, it is actually difficult for anyone in his position to control themselves from showing such an attitude.
Zhou Ze still ignored him.
Rather,
Extended his hand.
The servant's eyes widened immediately.
Zhou Ze,
It can still move
But as the bone throne continued to press down, Ying Gou's body trembled slightly, and the hand that had just been raised fell down again unconsciously.
Inside the Bone Throne, everyone is united. They are like a group of weapon spirits gathered together. At this moment, they are especially united. They want to work together to suppress Ying Gou here.
Even if they cannot kill Ying Gou, they must seal Ying Gou in this bone throne to let him experience the pain they endured back then.
"Master, you never used it as a magic weapon back then, and the marks of your soul left in it have long been erased by us."
Back then, Ying Gou didn't need any weapons to fight. This body of the ancestor of zombies was the most terrifying sharp weapon in the world.
The throne of bones continued to fall,
Zhou Ze's feet began to sink into the mountain.
Just for a little while.
The rocks were already below the level of my calves.
But Zhou Ze still had no expression on his face.
An ant can shake a tree.
It seems only natural that the causes I sowed in the past have borne the bitter fruits of today.
"Can't you handle it?"
Boss Zhou's voice came.
If this could really be suppressed by the magic weapon I had back then, it would be really embarrassing.
Ying Gou did not respond.
Just keep standing there.
The throne above his head was still pressing down madly,
However,
Although Ying Gou's body was constantly embedded in the rock like a nail,
But his body was still upright, without any bending.
The effect of potatoes is reflected here. Otherwise, if the power was purely stimulated from Boss Zhou's body as usual, it would not have been possible to sustain until now.
"That's your throne, can't you call upon it?"
“Master, there is no point, no need to struggle.
Master, you are well aware of the hardness and stability of the throne. It is true that you created it with your own hands, but now you do not have enough power to destroy it.
I want to see how long you can hold on, Master."
The servant took a few steps back, as if he were an outsider, watching the scene in front of him with great interest.
finally,
The rock had sunk to Zhou Ze's waist. The most terrifying thing was that blood was slowly seeping out from the surface of Zhou Ze's skin.
Obviously,
The body's strength can no longer support it any longer.
"Master, it's almost time, it's almost time, you will soon taste the pain we have gone through all these years, and you will soon be like us!"
"Negotiate with those demons, promise them freedom, and see if there is any chance of getting them to turn against us."
Boss Zhou couldn't control his body to take action now, and could only offer advice from the side.
Ying Gou still seemed uneasy.
still,
There was no response to Zhou Ze's words.
However, this time, he did speak, and really spoke, to the servant in front of him.
"In your eyes, it is a throne."
The servant was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked back:
"What else?"
… …
Suddenly,
The following scene emerged in the servant's mind:
He was crawling on the surface of the Nether Sea, kneeling towards Ying Gou. In front of him, Ying Gou was drinking wine made from the blood of a ferocious beast.
While drinking, he casually threw the bone in front of him behind him.
The servant raised his head tremblingly and saw that on the sea surface behind Ying Gou, the bones had been piled very high, as if it had the towering and majestic appearance of a throne!
Ying Gou put down the wine in his hand.
He asked calmly:
"Want to live?"
The servant immediately kowtowed and said, "I want to live, I want to live, I want to live!"
"If you want to live, pack up those things in the back."
Ying Gou scooped up a handful of water from the sea and washed his hands.
The servant immediately ran over to the pile of bones and pointed at the pile of bones of giant beasts in front of him with a flattering and excited tone and said:
"Master, are you planning to use these demon bones to build a throne that belongs to you and only you are qualified to sit on?"
Ying Gou smiled.
He said indifferently:
"throne?"
"Yes, only you are qualified to be on this throne that all hell must bow down to."
Ying Gou shook his head.
The throne, that should be something Huangdi likes, not him.
His eyes swept over the pile of bones again.
Very casually:
"Make it a... doghouse."
The servant immediately continued to smile and said:
"Master, you are joking."