Chapter 103: The World of the Dead (Part II)
♂!
"Emotional array!"
The strength of the warriors echoed each other, so that the energy that was originally dispersed in the air was used. This article was first published by The undead swarm into the planet from the outside of the planet.
It was as if the river was thawing and the fish were competing for joy.
It's just that the scene is similar, but the essence is completely different.
The undead represent death, or they are themselves products of death.
Everywhere they go, they are devastated.
Resentment is the collection of all negative emotions, so the undead who live on this power are naturally filled with all kinds of negative emotions themselves.
They are furious, bloodthirsty, and cruel.
In order to become stronger, they can manipulate people's hearts and create more resentment for them to absorb.
Above the sky, more undead flew down.
There are too many undead, even an array of emotional warriors can't completely stop it.
The silver-white mecha alone served as the last line of defense.
The Prophet, as a warrior who once fought alongside the pioneers, naturally had super strength.
He's pretty much the strongest warrior in the tribe right now.
Above the sky, the light flickered.
A faint hint of starlight could be seen drifting into the distance.
"The emotional warriors are still so strong, and I feel the same pressure as last time. The eyes of the nine-headed red demon were erected, it was a snake, and its natural personality was cold and vicious.
The condensed body of the undead is actually very similar to what it looked like before it was alive.
It's just that some of them want to highlight some of their own characteristics, so they deliberately shape their bodies into a certain shape.
This is true of the nine-headed red demon, as well as the black god and the gray ghost.
Even after losing his body and reshaping it, the gray ghost has molded his body into the way he first made it.
"I don't believe there are pioneers coming this time, those guys have promised. ”
The black god waved his huge stick and pointed at the planet that had been completely wrapped in gray mist: "They couldn't resist at the beginning, we didn't even need to come out of the undead world!"
"Emotional warriors should not be underestimated, let's be cautious!"
The nine-headed red demon glanced at the black god lightly, he was very unremitting towards the reckless black god, and the gray ghost who could only provoke and always wanted to rely on his own cleverness to get great benefits.
In his opinion, he is the one who really has great wisdom, can see through the overall situation, and use all people and everything.
It is the only one who can stand on top of the undead, the strongest undead.
The world of the dead, the true monarch of all the undead who should prostrate and worship.
As for the two around him, they are just bigger stepping stones on its way forward, and sooner or later they will be abandoned and disappear by him. But before you can drain their value, you need to let them live for a while.
Within the planet, the speed of the silver figure has almost increased to the limit, and its own strength has also exploded to the limit.
But a large number of undead, he can no longer completely destroy.
More and more undead broke through the last line of battle he had formed and rushed towards the ground.
"Whew!"
The silver curtain of light that the prophet had placed on the earth at the cost of his own cane began to work.
The silver light curtain was like a scorching iron plate, and the undead who fell and tried to break through the light curtain were all evaporated by the light curtain, and their bodies disappeared directly.
The silver curtain of light is the prophet's last resort to protect the people on the planet.
If even the silver light curtain is broken, then the undead can attack the clansmen hiding underground.
"It's not good to delay it too long, we can destroy this planet with a ruthless hand. ”
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the nine-headed red demon, and the light was like substance, causing faint ripples in the space.
"I can start building the world of the dead, this planet is mine. ”
When the black god heard the nine-headed red demon say this, he understood that he didn't want to drag it out like this any longer.
The last time they came to attack the planet inhabited by the mood warriors, it was similar to this time.
But last time, the three of them had already used their strongest killing moves, but the undead world was still dispersed by the pioneers who broke away from the rules.
But this time they had received positive news that there would be no more pioneers.
"Whew!"
A large number of undead around began to gather towards the location of the palace floating in the air.
The body of the black god also floated up, floating towards those undead.
The world of the dead is the most basic thing that makes up the world of the undead, and the one who rules the world of the dead can control all the undead in the world of the undead and all the power contained in the undead.
"Whew!"
The undead gathered together, and in the void, formed a huge giant with no end in sight.
From a distance, the giant was like an adult compared to a ball.
"What's that!"
And in the distance, a spaceship is accelerating in full force, towards the planet where the emotional warriors live.
"It's the undead, countless undead gathered together, too many, too many!"
Tal stared at the gray mist that seemed to occupy the starry sky, and the huge and terrifying aura made anyone who saw it feel like their hearts were about to stop beating.
"That's ...... Our planet!"
Standing aside, Tár's companions stared at the spherical gray mist.
No, it should be said that it is a planet surrounded by gray fog in the center.
At this time, the giant transformed into the undead world was slowly raising an arm, trying to smash it into the planet.
However, its body is too large, so it is extremely slow.
He ...... It's going to destroy our planet!"
"No!"
Everyone was watching, and suddenly they heard a piercing shout from beside them.
Everyone looked at the same time, only to see that Tar's eyes were full of tears, and an extremely pessimistic aura was also spreading in his body.
The emotional power of sadness, Tár's emotional power is too strong!
Wu Haoming felt that his heart was extremely uncomfortable.
It wasn't his emotion, he knew it was the sadness that Tal had brought to him.
"Don't destroy my planet, don't kill my people, don't kill my companions!"
Tal cried out heartbreakingly, and everyone present began to cry.
The breath of sadness in my heart gradually filled my heart.
"Boom!"
Tal was quickly covered with his exoskeleton mech, knocked a large hole directly into the spaceship, and flew out.
"Whew!"
Suddenly, the pressure of the universe was drawn into the spaceship.
Wu Haoming hurriedly grabbed the two people, and the spaceship's protection system was automatically activated, and some small maintenance robots began to work in the gap.
♂!
"Emotional array!"
The strength of the warriors echoed each other, so that the energy that was originally dispersed in the air was used. This article was first published by The undead swarm into the planet from the outside of the planet.
It was as if the river was thawing and the fish were competing for joy.
It's just that the scene is similar, but the essence is completely different.
The undead represent death, or they are themselves products of death.
Everywhere they go, they are devastated.
Resentment is the collection of all negative emotions, so the undead who live on this power are naturally filled with all kinds of negative emotions themselves.
They are furious, bloodthirsty, and cruel.
In order to become stronger, they can manipulate people's hearts and create more resentment for them to absorb.
Above the sky, more undead flew down.
There are too many undead, even an array of emotional warriors can't completely stop it.
The silver-white mecha alone served as the last line of defense.
The Prophet, as a warrior who once fought alongside the pioneers, naturally had super strength.
He's pretty much the strongest warrior in the tribe right now.
Above the sky, the light flickered.
A faint hint of starlight could be seen drifting into the distance.
"The emotional warriors are still so strong, and I feel the same pressure as last time. The eyes of the nine-headed red demon were erected, it was a snake, and its natural personality was cold and vicious.
The condensed body of the undead is actually very similar to what it looked like before it was alive.
It's just that some of them want to highlight some of their own characteristics, so they deliberately shape their bodies into a certain shape.
This is true of the nine-headed red demon, as well as the black god and the gray ghost.
Even after losing his body and reshaping it, the gray ghost has molded his body into the way he first made it.
"I don't believe there are pioneers coming this time, those guys have promised. ”
The black god waved his huge stick and pointed at the planet that had been completely wrapped in gray mist: "They couldn't resist at the beginning, we didn't even need to come out of the undead world!"
"Emotional warriors should not be underestimated, let's be cautious!"
The nine-headed red demon glanced at the black god lightly, he was very unremitting towards the reckless black god, and the gray ghost who could only provoke and always wanted to rely on his own cleverness to get great benefits.
In his opinion, he is the one who really has great wisdom, can see through the overall situation, and use all people and everything.
It is the only one who can stand on top of the undead, the strongest undead.
The world of the dead, the true monarch of all the undead who should prostrate and worship.
As for the two around him, they are just bigger stepping stones on its way forward, and sooner or later they will be abandoned and disappear by him. But before you can drain their value, you need to let them live for a while.
Within the planet, the speed of the silver figure has almost increased to the limit, and its own strength has also exploded to the limit.
But a large number of undead, he can no longer completely destroy.
More and more undead broke through the last line of battle he had formed and rushed towards the ground.
"Whew!"
The silver curtain of light that the prophet had placed on the earth at the cost of his own cane began to work.
The silver light curtain was like a scorching iron plate, and the undead who fell and tried to break through the light curtain were all evaporated by the light curtain, and their bodies disappeared directly.
The silver curtain of light is the prophet's last resort to protect the people on the planet.
If even the silver light curtain is broken, then the undead can attack the clansmen hiding underground.
"It's not good to delay it too long, we can destroy this planet with a ruthless hand. ”
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the nine-headed red demon, and the light was like substance, causing faint ripples in the space.
"I can start building the world of the dead, this planet is mine. ”
When the black god heard the nine-headed red demon say this, he understood that he didn't want to drag it out like this any longer.
The last time they came to attack the planet inhabited by the mood warriors, it was similar to this time.
But last time, the three of them had already used their strongest killing moves, but the undead world was still dispersed by the pioneers who broke away from the rules.
But this time they had received positive news that there would be no more pioneers.
"Whew!"
A large number of undead around began to gather towards the location of the palace floating in the air.
The body of the black god also floated up, floating towards those undead.
The world of the dead is the most basic thing that makes up the world of the undead, and the one who rules the world of the dead can control all the undead in the world of the undead and all the power contained in the undead.
"Whew!"
The undead gathered together, and in the void, formed a huge giant with no end in sight.
From a distance, the giant was like an adult compared to a ball.
"What's that!"
And in the distance, a spaceship is accelerating in full force, towards the planet where the emotional warriors live.
"It's the undead, countless undead gathered together, too many, too many!"
Tal stared at the gray mist that seemed to occupy the starry sky, and the huge and terrifying aura made anyone who saw it feel like their hearts were about to stop beating.
"That's ...... Our planet!"
Standing aside, Tár's companions stared at the spherical gray mist.
No, it should be said that it is a planet surrounded by gray fog in the center.
At this time, the giant transformed into the undead world was slowly raising an arm, trying to smash it into the planet.
However, its body is too large, so it is extremely slow.
He ...... It's going to destroy our planet!"
"No!"
Everyone was watching, and suddenly they heard a piercing shout from beside them.
Everyone looked at the same time, only to see that Tar's eyes were full of tears, and an extremely pessimistic aura was also spreading in his body.
The emotional power of sadness, Tár's emotional power is too strong!
Wu Haoming felt that his heart was extremely uncomfortable.
It wasn't his emotion, he knew it was the sadness that Tal had brought to him.
"Don't destroy my planet, don't kill my people, don't kill my companions!"
Tal cried out heartbreakingly, and everyone present began to cry.
The breath of sadness in my heart gradually filled my heart.
"Boom!"
Tal was quickly covered with his exoskeleton mech, knocked a large hole directly into the spaceship, and flew out.
"Whew!"
Suddenly, the pressure of the universe was drawn into the spaceship.
Wu Haoming hurriedly grabbed the two people, and the spaceship's protection system was automatically activated, and some small maintenance robots began to work in the gap.