Monarch of Evernight

Chapter 202: dead end

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Wei Potian was the first to yell: "Wu Zhengnan, you actually fell into Yongye!"

This is one of the signs of the gradual demonization of the human body. No matter whether Wu Zhengnan was controlled by the dark force long ago and only used tricks to deceive the world, or this time he was dominated by the dark force because of serious injuries and used secret methods to suppress him. It only means one thing, he has completely fallen into Yong Ye's side.

Wu Zhengnan suddenly became angry, and said angrily: "If it wasn't for the fact that when I was young, I practiced the art of war and wounded my body, would I need to seek a way to save my life from the dark side? You are from a powerful family, and you have secret combat skills since childhood. How could you know how I was waiting for an advanced technique to save my life!"

He paused, pointed at Qianye and sneered, and said: "He is also practicing Bingjue, and he is also a fifth-level soldier king. Do you think this is a good thing? The faster the progress, the shorter the life! Less than three years , he will feel the pain of repeated attacks of various hidden injuries, and he will die before he is thirty years old."

Wei Potian turned pale, opened his mouth, but didn't speak.

Qianye said slowly: "In the imperial army, isn't it possible to apply for exercises to the military department after accumulating military achievements?"

Wu Zhengnan looked at Qianye, his anger calmed down a little, and he sneered and said, "You should also be from the army, you must know that this special resource needs to be queued up. At that time they said that my rank and achievements were not enough, but if I was from a noble family , and barely reached the standard. Qianye, your future prospects may not be much better than mine. You can either become a dog of the family in exchange for a low-level kungfu, or sell your life for ten years to see if you can save it before you die. Enough military merit."

Qianye was silent, he could imagine Wu Zhengnan's despair when he was rejected that day. The social hierarchy of the empire is strict, and almost any allocation of resources will be linked to birth. In the Imperial Army, it was quite fair. No matter whether they were promoted or applied for armaments, they only looked at their strength and military exploits, but the conversion of military skills was different.

It is not just a book of engraved exercises, but most importantly, there is a whole set of potions for repairing hidden wounds on the body. Not only is the cost expensive, but the raw materials are also very rare, and the amount put on the military merit exchange list every year is extremely limited. Therefore, the threshold for the distribution of this special resource is inevitably added to the background, which is why Bingjue is called the cannon fodder technique.

Wu Zhengnan smiled lowly, and said, "Tell me, how can I work for such an empire?"

Qianye shook his head, and said in a soft but firm voice, "But nothing should be a reason for you to fall to Yongye, and in turn, to harm your own people."

Wu Zhengnan was startled, then laughed wildly, and said: "You are really a stubborn little guy, then try the taste of my dark force, it can dissolve the flesh and blood of your whole body bit by bit until it becomes A dry bone! That taste is not worse than the attack of the hidden wound of Bing Fajue."

Wu Zhengnan punched out from a distance, and a black and red mist rushed towards Qianye, engulfing him, so fast that there was no room for dodge at all.

"Xiaoye!" Wei Potian suddenly stood up with the power he didn't know where it came from, and there was another layer of earthy yellow light on his body. It's just that the light curtain of Qianzhong Mountain is extremely dim, like a candle in the wind, even if it is not attacked, it may not last long.

Wu Zhengnan narrowed his eyes slightly, and snorted coldly, "Overestimating one's abilities!"

With a wave of his hand, a cloud of mist rushed towards Wei Potian. The misty scarlet fire was sticky and greasy, and it stuck tightly to the light curtain of Qianzhong Mountain, making a violent erosive sound.

In the blink of an eye, the faint glow of Qianzhong Mountain was swallowed up, and the remaining one or two fell on Wei Potian's body, eroding big holes in the extremely high-defense armor under his clothes in an instant, and then glued it on. Skin and flesh. Although Wei Potian's force is constantly resisting, the skin is still blackened and scorched rapidly.

Wei Potian was also stubborn, he didn't even groan, but still stood upright, and even a little bit of starlight began to shine on his clenched fist.

Wu Zhengnan snorted, with hostility on his face, he punched Wei Potian again from Yao Kong, and shouted: "If you want to die so much, then you will be fulfilled!"

Wu Zhengnan's fist blasted out, and the black and red force pulled out half a zhang long like a whip flame, he left the fist and hit Wei Potian on the head. Wei Potian roared, and punched him without fear, but seeing how reluctant he was even standing, how could he be able to block it

A thin blue light suddenly lit up in the air, and a green leaf disappeared from Song Zining's fingertips, and suddenly appeared in the void, splitting the black and red origin force flames in half, and passed Wu Zhengnan's body without stopping.

Wu Zhengnan yelled, staggered back two steps, and looked at his body in disbelief. On his chest and abdomen, a thin line of blood appeared, and then opened, turning into a terrifying wound. It was a wound that nearly opened him up!

And Song Zining spat out another mouthful of blood, and the emerald green leaf pendant hanging on his chest quickly lost its luster and became gray and rough. This time he couldn't stand even leaning against the wall, and fell heavily to the ground.

Wu Zhengnan looked at his wound for a while, then looked at Song Zining, and said, "You actually have so many means of protecting yourself. Even if we meet in the future, I might not be able to keep you. Why are you still here to die?"

Song Zining smiled lightly and said, "You won't understand."

Wu Zhengnan said in a deep voice: "It's okay, anyway, after killing you, there is no need to understand."

At this moment, Qianye, who fell down after being attacked by the black-red mist fire, suddenly groaned and struggled to stand up. Some of the sticky mist still stuck to his body. It was in a state of being extinguished, but at this time, it was stimulated by some unknown reason, and suddenly burned again, and large pieces of flesh and blood began to burn and fester where it passed.

However, Qianye's situation was also extremely abnormal. As he stood up, bright red blood gushed out from the wound like water, and the rich vitality was surprisingly vigorous.

If you look carefully, the blood flowing from Qianye's wound is like a living thing. It does not drip on the ground, but climbs and flows by itself. As long as it encounters a little mist, it will spread over, and you can see it in the white smoke that rises. When the fog and fire disappeared quickly, clumps of granulation were growing at a speed visible to the eyes, closing the wound in a blink of an eye, leaving patches of light-colored scars. In the depths of the wounds where the bones were visible, golden and purple thin lines flashed through the surging blood from time to time.

For some reason, seeing Qianye now, Wu Zhengnan suddenly felt very strong anxiety and fear, as if he had encountered a natural enemy. His face darkened, and he took a deep breath. The wound on his abdomen was closed until only a long uneven scar remained. He slowly raised his right palm, and the black and red mist of origin force appeared again.

Qian Yeping held up the Twin Flowers, the lines on the gun body lit up sequentially, and his arms revealed a crimson force of light, and the golden light spots were ups and downs.

In order to resist Wu Zhengnan's smog just now, Qianye's body was swept away from the boiling blood energy. The dark red blood energy and purple blood energy were all sluggishly lying in the heart, unable to move, and only the golden blood energy was barely usable. At this juncture of life and death, the golden blood energy resonated with Qianye's little Dawn Force once again, and rushed into the Twin Flowers together.

Qianye suddenly sighed heavily, and said, "Wu Zhengnan, did you pay such a high price for this lowest bloodline?"

Wu Zhengnan was startled, not understanding why Qianye said that. But the lingering feeling of danger in his heart was magnified hundreds of times, his instinct made him choose to strike immediately, so Wu Zhengnan roared and punched out!

Qianye pressed the trigger steadily with his fingers, and then heard two crisp sounds in his ears, as if something was broken.

The double-colored flowers blooming side by side in the void swayed as before, but a brand-new array of force emerged on the body of the gun. It was a veil-like mist intertwined with countless light golden rays, covering the phantom flowers with sunlight. like coat.

In the muzzle of Twin Flowers, the bullet condensed by the force was also faintly golden, like a ray of inconspicuous sunlight shining into the corner through the window. However, when Wu Zhengnan's black and red mist hit them head-on, it immediately melted away like spring water breaking through ice.

After breaking through the mist and flames, the light golden force bombarded Wu Zhengnan in an instant without weakening or lagging behind!

The golden light swelled up quickly, enveloping most of Wu Zhengnan's body, and he suddenly let out an indescribable scream, as if he was experiencing the deepest pain in the world. That steel-like body kept struggling and twisting, but the originally solid flesh and blood melted quickly like wax on fire, falling off in pieces, and the bones were also eroded at the same time.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Zhengnan collapsed into a puddle that I don't know how to describe.

"It's over?" This was Qianye's last waking consciousness, and he didn't know anything immediately.

All of a sudden, the almost ruined courtyard suddenly fell silent.

As expected of rough skin and thick flesh, Wei Potian took a short breath, stood up first, and struggled towards the puddle that Wu Zhengnan had transformed into. It looked like melted wax, with some clearly defined internal organs solidified inside. Seeing this strange scene, even though he has always been bold and reckless, he couldn't help feeling a little creepy at this moment.

When Wei Potian was staring at Wu Zhengnan's wreckage in a daze, a flame suddenly flew over and landed on the pile of things. As soon as it touched Mars, the wreckage burned violently, and the flames sprayed more than ten meters high!

Wei Potian was caught off guard and almost got his eyebrows lit. He took two steps back and looked back. Song Zining also stood up at some point, holding the crystal short spear in his hand, and there were sparks floating in the air.

The Song Clan's secret combat technique, the Beacon Fire Salary Gun, shoots out flames of the original force, which are basically impossible to extinguish. And that pile of wreckage seemed to be particularly easy to burn, shrinking into a pile of black residue in the blink of an eye.

Wei Potian was taken aback, and suddenly became a little angry, and shouted: "What do you want to do? This is evidence! It is the ironclad evidence that Wu Zhengnan colluded with the enemy and rebelled!"

Song Zining spat out another mouthful of blood, but his complexion improved a bit. He ignored Wei Potian, walked quickly to Qianye's side, knelt down on one knee, a hazy blue light flashed on his hand, and the mist formed by the force was like rain falling, constantly washing over Qianye's scarred body. Body.

There were still some thin blood streams on Qianye's body surface that were climbing and extending aimlessly. As soon as he touched Song Zining's fog of force, he immediately shrank back into his body as if alive. The wound also squirmed for a while, and consciously began to heal.

Wei Potian's face suddenly changed, he calmed down, and stood there watching silently. Song Zining didn't raise his head until he had washed all the blood off Qianye's body, and said calmly, "Now you can call for rescue, and let my guard know by the way."