Chapter 12 Emergence

In the round open hall, there are neatly arranged silver objects similar to nutrition bins on both sides, four on the left and right, symmetrical. It is also carved with blood-red mysterious runes, which looks full of mystery.

There are many patterns on the surrounding walls. Although these patterns are difficult to understand, they have one thing in common, that is, each pattern describes the glorious history of the mysterious race of a fish head.

There are tributes, enemies, patrols, worship... It can be seen from these patterns that this mysterious race must have great power and power.

In the middle of the hall, two rows of lighting tools burning unknown flames were neatly erected. The bloody monster swayed left and right, making the whole hall light and dark, adding a gloomy atmosphere.

In the middle of the lighting torch, there is a finely crafted and spotless red carpet, which looks like a road of blood, which invisibly makes people feel murderous.

The carpet extends forward, and at the end is an extremely luxurious throne made of moonstone. Moonstone is an ore that can absorb and store the power of the moon, which is a rare treasure for crystal warriors who practice the power of the moon, especially the moon wolf clan.

If a big moon stone is sold to a crystal warrior who cultivate the power of the moon, it can at least be exchanged for king-level materials, and the content of the whole throne moon stone is simply amazing.

If that's all, the throne is not extremely luxurious. The real reason is the two armrests of the throne and the illusion at the top.

These three fist-sized illusory objects, called the essence of nothingness, are the second most precious objects in the solar system.

The nihilistic spirit is an invisible and untouchable strange substance floating in space. It can only be felt with spiritual power. The reason and source of its formation have always been fascinating. If you make up 99 balls, you can use your spiritual power and source energy to melt into armor, which can defend against all physical attacks that are not higher than one level and will never wear out. It is an extremely precious and rare treasure.

A huge golden pattern is depicted on the throne. At the bottom of the pattern is a magnificent pyramid. At the top, there is a man with a majestic look, but he can't see clearly. This man is opening his arms and standing at the peak, looking down on all sentient beings like a god!

The whole pattern looks like the birth of a god, giving people an invisible pressure!

When Ye Wuyou quietly followed Cyber to the hall on the 30th floor, the two rows of bloody inflammation in the middle suddenly rose, and the whole dark hall suddenly lit up. Then an invisible pressure appeared out of thin air, covering the whole hall. Then a figure suddenly appeared on the empty throne.

The person wears a black combat suit sewn out of unknown materials with a majestic face.

"Worship the Lord God!"

As soon as the three Cybera saw the person on the throne, they immediately knelt down respectfully, but Ye Wuyou, who hid in the dark, showed an incredible look. Looking at the middle-aged man with obvious oriental blood on the throne, he couldn't believe that the god he hated to the bone would be him.

"Sibo, is everything going well?"

The middle-aged man on the throne is obviously accustomed to three people kneeling on the ground.

When Cyber heard the words, he immediately replied respectfully, "Everything is going well. If nothing happens, you will be able to form a king-level team of thousands of people in three days!"

"Get up and wait aside first."

"Thank God."

The middle-aged man watched the three of Cybera retreat aside. The next second, he suddenly looked at Ye Wuyou's hiding place and said calmly, "If you come, you are a guest. Why do you hide your head and show your tail?" This is not the guest's proper awareness.

As soon as the voice fell, Ye Wuyou felt a sense of spiritual power scanning back and forth on his body. In this case, he knew it with his toes, and his whereabouts had been exposed.

"This is a bad word, the guest is not a guest, hatred is hatred!"

Since his whereabouts were exposed, Ye Wuyou, who was a skilled and bold man, simply appeared generously and directly revealed his intention.

"How can it be!"

"We have been being followed all the time!"

"Oh, my God, how did he do it?"

The middle-aged man was not surprised by the surprise of the three, but smiled: "There is no eternal enemy in the world. I appreciate your ability and offer your price. Even if it is the whole earth and the free port, I can give it to you!"

"Haha, that's good. I also appreciate your cheerfulness." Speaking of this, Ye Wuyou looked cold, and the long-pressed murderous spirit broke out, which swept the whole hall in an instant and said word by word, "I want you to die!"

"Is it just for a few insignificant people?"

"Is it insignificant? No! They are my most cherished relatives in the world, and you and your men have strangled my only emotional relatives!"

The middle-aged man smiled disdainfully, but Ye Wuyou approached the throne step by step. Every step he took, his momentum would increase by one point. In the end, the middle-aged man who had been looking comfortable also had to show his solemnity.

"Go to hell!"

Ye Wuyou's body flashed with a silver-gray light and exuded a strong sense of death. For a moment, the whole hall turned into a Shura ghost realm.

The next second, the whole person disappeared in place. When he appeared again, he had already come to the throne, and at the same time, his sharp claws stabbed out mercilessly.

Ding!

"Hmm?"

Ye Wuyou's speed was extremely fast, but the middle-aged man's speed was not slow, and he narrowly avoided a stab in the chest. However, once again, Ye Wuyou's eyes have been completely changed. From the initial contempt to solemnity, and finally showed horror: how could his strength grow so fast? At this time, his strength was obviously much stronger than Qin Luo.

Thinking of this, the man flashed with lightning, and then a pair of silver armor lingering with electric light suddenly added. At the same time, he also held a long gun composed entirely of lightning in his hand, which looked like the arrival of Thor, majestic.

"Thunder and lightning? Humph!"

"It's not good!"

Eight spikes broke out of the back and released a large amount of source energy in an instant. Then Ye Wuyou's figure shook slightly and saw the middle-aged man suddenly change his face and tried his best to twist his body, while scratching back the long gun in his hand.

Ye Wuyou suddenly appeared behind the middle-aged man, grabbed the long gun with one hand, and saw the electric current as nothing. The three sharp claws were like the claws of death, easily tearing the other party's crystal armor with a little blood.

It was not until this time that the figure standing in front of the throne slowly dissipated, which showed that Ye Wuyou's speed had reached the extreme!

Drip!

The scarlet blood slowly slipped from the claws. Ye Wuyou grabbed the other party's Jingwu and looked at the frightened middle-aged man in front of him with a doubtful face. He couldn't figure out that the divine messenger of the apostle of God was only the strength of the peak god of war, and it was worse than Qin Luo.

"Whether he is a divine messenger or not, as long as he is an apostle of God, he deserves to die!"

click!

, known as the hardest god-level Jingwu, was actually crushed by Ye Wusheng.

Poo!

Jingwu was destroyed, and the middle-aged man couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. At the same time, his face turned pale and obviously suffered a minor injury.

Amazing!

Shock!

The three Cybera and the middle-aged man did not expect that Ye Wuyou could crush the divine Jing Wusheng, which shows that his strength is obviously much stronger than the divine level, too much! And from the confrontation to the fragmentation of Jingwu, strictly speaking, the two sides only met once.

With just one move, you can defeat the peak god-level strongman, which simply subverts human cognition.

How can they understand that when Ye Wuyou was at the warrior level, his physical fitness was more than three times that of ordinary crystal warriors, and every time he was promoted, he could get an additional enhancement. After arriving at the divine level, the brokenness of the two beads made his body earth-shaking changes. At this time, if he is only concerned about his physical fitness, even if he is Michelle's incarnated as the moon wolf mother emperor, he will be willing to bow down.

With so many strengthening opportunities, it is not incredible to be able to crush the divine Jingwu.

The middle-aged man looked at Ye Wuyou, who was like a hell demon, approaching step by step, with a begging for mercy: "Wait, how can you not kill me?"

"Tell all the secrets of the list and strongholds of God's apostles!"

"You are going to force me to die. Since you don't let me live, let's see who dies first!"

The middle-aged man looked ferocious and suddenly looked up to the sky and roared. Suddenly, an evil and cold breath burst out from him, followed by the faint blue flame that Ye Wuyou was very familiar with, and the crystal armor surrounded by thunderlight faded in an instant, and then the black eyes of the Orientals completely turned blood. A blood agate-like crescent mark also appeared in the middle of his forehead.

Subsequently, his nails began to grow longer and sharp, and a lot of thick hair appeared on his body.

A pair of devil's wing-like flesh wings broke out of the back. Except for the absence of scales, the whole person looks no different from Michelle's incarnated moon wolf mother. Of course, there is still a big difference in strength.

Seeing this, Ye Wuyou finally confirmed that this person was the messenger of the apostle of God.

"Well, since you are a real messenger, I don't need to keep it!"